Because the pregnant woman was moving more at night, Fang Tianlu was also worried about his wife's safety, so he woke up several times at night, resulting in not sleeping well.

The next day, I got up sleepy-eyed, brushed my teeth and washed my face in a daze, and when I woke up, I remembered that I was no longer the second generation of the rich Fang family, but someone else's husband, and there was a son and a child to be born.

"Xiao Ran, hurry up, the kindergarten shuttle is coming!"

The pregnant woman was sleepy, and Fang Yiqiu hadn't gotten up yet, so the task of getting her son up fell on Fang Tianlu.

Looking back on the past, Fang Tianlu found that this was really a thankless task.

Just now, pulling his throat, it was enough to call the soul of the next-door neighbor away, but the mother and daughter were still like pigs, snoring and sleeping.

Fang Tianlu hooked the corners of his mouth, thinking of some interesting things.

Pulled out the stinky socks that he had taken off yesterday from the pile of dirty clothes, wrapped them in tissues, and placed them in front of Fang Weiran's nose.

The little ghost frowned and muttered, "Big sister, I don't eat stinky tofu, it tastes the same as my stinky feet...... I want to throw up......"

Fang Tianlu was angry, went to the bathroom and took out Fang Weiran's face towel, drenched it with water, and helped his son wash his face.

This time, Fang Weiran finally woke up and said in a panic: "Ba...... Baba, I smell of your stinky socks in my nose, okay...... It's disgusting. ”

"Go change my clothes, brush my teeth and have breakfast!"

Fang Tianlu's face was black, and he almost couldn't control his temper.

So, is this child really not biological?

Finally, the bear child changed his clothes, finished washing, drank porridge and ate poached eggs, and the kindergarten shuttle bus arrived just at half past eight, which was very punctual.

Teacher Ge Xiaozhi, age 25, unmarried to be married, is said to have a childhood sweetheart boyfriend, and now, like Fang Tianlu, both work in Yutai City, but rent another satellite city, Jingqi Township.

"Xiao Ran, say hello to Teacher Ge and say hello to Teacher Ge. ”

As a father, he has to play the responsibility of education, but Fang Weiran opened his mouth, almost not letting Fang Tianlu turn his back on him.

"Ah Zhi, isn't it fragrant to eat in the morning? Did you talk to Xiao ~ Bamboo ~ Ma ~ on the phone again last night?"

This kid is really undereducated, Fang Tianlu 'snapped' and slapped Fang Weiran on the head. However, this guy was not afraid at all, and made a grimace at Fang Tianlu while running to the shuttle.

Ge Xiaozhi rolled her eyes, Fang Weiran had been a teacher for more than a year, and she had long been accustomed to this little ghost's way of speaking, if she really went to her heart, then she would lose.

But Fang Tianlu still opened his mouth to apologize to the teacher.

"Teacher Ge, I'm really sorry, this kid is used to ......"

"Don't ...... Don't talk about it, let's get in the car, we have to pick up the other children and their parents. ”

Fang Tianlu shut up and got into the car, sat down in the seat, and wanted to catch the little naughty ghost to repair it, but Fang Wei stuck out his tongue, so he squeezed into the middle of his classmates and his classmates' mothers, and Fang Tianlu was furious when he saw it.

Stopping and stopping all the way, picking up more than a dozen children, the shuttle bus drove back to the school.

Stopped at the school and got out of the car, Fang Tianlu looked at a big girl's house on the playground, he was the only man, he really made Fang Weiran say it last night, today only Fang Tianlu has a poop to visit the teaching day, and other people's homes are all Ma Ma came.

But there is no way, Fang Yiqiu has to go to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, and his father-in-law and mother-in-law will not come over until next week, and it just so happens that Fang Tianlu is on vacation, so all this is a coincidence, and he is in a hurry.

All the children gathered on the playground, this snowflake kindergarten has three classes, more than 20 people in each class, and more than 70 children are lined up in six teams. Moms, like the kids, line up in three or four lines.

Then the principal played gymnastic music on the radio, and the children and parents began to do the eighth set of radio gymnastics.

Seeing other parents doing exercises so skillfully, Fang Tianlu was a little confused, could it be that these parents have specially learned gymnastics in order not to be embarrassed?

Fortunately, Fang Tianlu quickly kept up with the movements, he didn't have anything else, but his imitation ability was super strong, and he was once known as the imitation little king in college.

After the morning exercise time, the teachers of the three classes of large, medium and small schools brought the children into the classrooms separately.

Teacher Ge blew the whistle 'beep', and the children quickly sat down in their seats.

At this time, you can see the child's interpersonal relationships.

There are twenty-six people in the class, and there are twenty-four small tables that can be put together to form six large tables that can seat eight people, but none of the large tables are full, and basically three to six people are a small group occupying one large table.

At Fang Weiran's big table, there were six people, including him, three men and three women.

Fang Tianlu has an impression of his son's little friends, the two little boys are named Wei Guangji and Yuan Yuze, and the three little girls are named Chang Siqi, Michelle, and Ji Yuan.

Wei Guang Jimmy Xueer's family is wealthy, especially Michelle is a young lady, seeing her mother stand out among all mothers, diamond and gemstone jewelry, brand-name dresses, shoes and bags, you know that her husband must be very good at making money.

Yuan Yuze is a single-parent family, grew up with his mother, and is said to rely on the government to live on a subsistence allowance.

Chang Siqi also lives with her mother all year round, and her father travels almost 29 days a month.

Among the six people, only Ji Yuan's background is detailed, Fang Tianlu doesn't know very well, this girl is very mysterious, and her parents did not attend the visit day today.

"Mom and Dad, please stand in front of the blackboard, the children are going to draw portraits of you today. ”

Teacher Ge clapped his hands, in order not to let the parents get bored, parents were allowed to read books and newspapers, but playing with mobile phones was not allowed.

Thirty or forty minutes later, the children's portraits had been painted, and Fang Tianlu picked up his son's paintings to take a look.

Good guy, Fang Weiran is still a post-impressionist expressionist, with an eight-point portrait of a face, but there are eight colors of skin color, gradient from yellow to purple, if you get another time and space, saying that this is painted by Van Gogh, it is estimated that some people will believe it.

After the painting, the next step is to sing.

Teacher Ge played accompaniment, including nursery rhymes, campus songs, and folk songs, and the children and parents sang together.

Some people sing well, with a good voice, accurate articulation, and harmonious tones.

Some people are like magic sounds, with hoarse voices, slurred words, and inaccurate pitches.

When it was the Fang family's father and son's turn, Fang Tianlu looked at Teacher Ge's Qu Ku with a look on his face that I must be blind.

"That, teacher, I don't know any of these songs, why don't you let Xiao Ran sing it solo?"

Ge Xiaozhi nodded, she had heard the magic voices of those parents before, and she probably divided Fang Tianlu into a crowd of people who sang unpleasantly, saying that she couldn't sing was probably just an excuse.

Fang Weiran found a children's song and began to sing it with the accompaniment, and began to dance while singing.

"One or two children, three or four children, everyone sits in a row ......"

Jumping and jumping, Fang Weiran pouted his buttocks, and jumped into Fang Tianlu's arms, who hurriedly clasped his hands and caught his son.

When he finished singing, he ran to the corner door of the classroom, and after a while, dragged an acoustic guitar out of it.

"Ah Zhi, I sing very well, and I can also play the guitar, I used to sing to my Mama, and Mama would cry. ”

Being able to make people cry means that a person's singing level has reached a certain level. Either Fang Tianlu really can't sing, and Fang Weiran's mother is hard to hear and wants to cry. Either Fang Tianlu is very good at singing, maybe he was just shy to refuse before?

Ge Xiaozhi took the guitar and stuffed it into Fang Tianlu's arms.

"Dad Fang, you can sing one. ”

The mothers of the other children also looked at him with great anticipation.

Speaking of which, Fang Tianlu has a well-proportioned body, perfect body, good appearance, and if he can sing, then it is not too difficult to please young women.

Looking at more than twenty pairs of eyes, Fang Tianlu felt embarrassed, so he had to pick up the guitar and pluck the strings.

"Then I'll sing a 'Story'. ”

"The autumn wind, push open the closed door, in front of the steps, the autumn water Meng Lang is forced to see the eyes, the sycamores, blowing the yellow rain and smoke all over the body, returning to the geese, crushing the boundless sunny sky ......"

The lyrics and composer of this song are from Wu Qingfeng, it is a song that sustenance and projection of real life, there is a faint melancholy in the lyrics, and there is also a sudden outburst of emotion, the listener is deeply emotional, brought into the story, and there is indeed the urge to cry.

“…… I sing, I write, I hide, I find, this stretching story is not over, I love, I hate, I cry, I laugh, life is a big dream, how much do you know about Ye Luo......"

“…… When I woke up, there was no wind or rain or sunshine, and when I fell asleep, I forgot my words and forgot my self. ”

After the song ended, there was a sudden round of applause, and the eyes of several young mothers burst into peachy hearts, and the eyes were like the big bad wolf seeing Little Red Riding Hood, and Fang Tianlu's heart was beating in shock.

Finally got to the end of school, and the teaching visit day was over, Fang Tianlu took his son and wanted to escape quickly, but he was still stopped.

It's Michelle's mother.

The woman handed over the business card, and Fang Tianlu glanced at it.

'Representative of the Artist Department of Yanhua Brothers Film and Television Company, Ms. Mi Lili'

"I didn't expect Michelle's friend's father to sing so well," Mi Lili stretched out her hand and smiled, "And this should be your own lyrics and music, right?"

Fang Tianlu also stretched out his hand, and the two parted with a touch: "Yes, this song is my own work." ”

"Story" is a song from another time and space, Fang Tianlu moved "Story" to this time and space, and the copyright of the lyrics and songs is of course counted on his head, so this song is his work in this time and space.

"Father Fang, in fact, with your voice and appearance, coupled with the talent shown in this song, you can make your debut, and I send you an invitation on behalf of the Yanhua brothers. ”

Fang Tianlu was taken aback, he was not very willing to become a star.

In the past, Fang's company also had a brokerage company, and its artists were glamorous on the surface, but most of them were the company's money-making machines, and it was difficult to mix. At the beginning of their acting careers, many people, both men and women, needed to sell meat to make a living.

He doesn't want to be this kind of artist who is treated like a pig by the company, if he really wants to take the acting route, Fang Tianlu would rather be an independent musician than have a relationship with the agency.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't think about making my debut and becoming a singer star. ”

Hearing Fang Tianlu's refusal, Mi Lili was a little disappointed: "That's really a pity, I haven't seen such a talented and humble person as you for a long time." ”

Fang Tianlu smiled and didn't say anything: "But if I want to release a record in the future, I will cooperate with your company as soon as possible." ”

Mi Lili felt sorry in her heart, but she still exchanged phone numbers with Fang Tianlu, maybe there would really be opportunities for cooperation in the future.