Chapter Twenty-Seven: Storytelling

After returning home.

Ye Feng naturally cooked a loving dinner for his daughter, and then coaxed his daughter to sleep.

For two years.

This is a necessary lesson for Ye Feng, he is no longer a single dog, but a person who has a daughter, and he is responsible.

"Dad, I'm tired of you always telling these little stories, can you change something new?"

Ye Qi was lying on the bed, although he was sleepy, he still said coquettishly to Ye Feng.

"Tired of listening?"

Ye Feng was a little helpless, his education level was only so high, and he was not a children's writer, where could he make it.

Looking at Ye Qi with an expectant face, Ye Feng was a little depressed, how could he not disappoint his daughter?

After thinking for a while.

"That's right."

Ye Feng suddenly remembered.

"Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales."

Suddenly.

A touch of joy appeared on Ye Feng's face.

"I almost forgot the system reward for opening the treasure chest, a fairy tale from a parallel world, is there really a parallel world?" Ye Feng thought of the reward for opening the message during the day, and then immediately withdrew it.

Next.

Ye Feng only felt that there were some more memories in his mind, which was a collection of Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.

"There are so many wonderful stories?"

Feeling the sudden extra memories in his mind, Ye Feng had never seen it in this world.

But.

Looking at Ye Qi's expectant face, Ye Feng floated a doting smile: "Qiqi, today Dad will tell you a story that has never been in this world." ”

"Okay, yes, yes, is Dad going to make up a story for me?"

Ye Qi immediately dragged his chin excitedly, looking at Ye Feng with big eyes blinking, looking forward to it.

"The story Dad told you today is called 'The Ugly Duckling.'"

Ye Feng smiled.

The story began to be told.

"Once upon a time, in a quiet village, there was a female duck hatching a baby that had not yet broken out of her shell..."

"As time passed, one by one the ducks were hatched by the mother ducks, but after the last duck was hatched and broke out of its shell, it looked different from its companions, and it was pitch black and extremely ugly..."

Ye Feng smiled gently, and his voice revealed a softness.

"Why is the last duck different and ugly?" Ye Qi tilted his head and asked curiously.

"Listen to Daddy's story." Ye Feng smiled.

"Yes, I'll listen." Ye Qi nodded and listened attentively.

"After the ugly duckling was born, its companions laughed at it, bullied it, and didn't play with it, the ugly duckling was very aggrieved, and it didn't understand why he looked so ugly, why did his brothers and sisters dislike it and didn't play with it?"

After the change of sound immersion, Ye Feng's voice was full of magnetism and better sounded.

The storytelling has also become smoother, and there is an effect that makes Xiao Ye Qi immersive.

"But as time passed, the ugly duckling grew up day by day under the exclusion and bullying of his companions, and soon it was winter, and on this day, the ugly duckling walked lonely to a lake and looked at it from the reflection in the water."

"It was amazed, it found that it was no longer dark and ugly, but became white and beautiful, ugly duckling, turned into a swan..."

That's the story.

It's over.

The story of "The Ugly Duckling" is just a fairy tale, but it is also an inspirational story for everyone.

People live, as long as there are ideals, there are pursuits, even in adversity, do not despair, "gold will always shine", do not be discouraged by the eyes of others, the general is a word, go your own way, let others say go, don't care about the malicious eyes of others.

But Ye Feng didn't have time to tell Ye Qi this truth, and Ye Qi had already fallen asleep after listening to this story.

Ye Feng covered his daughter with a quilt, closed the door, and walked to the bedroom next door.

Although Ye Qi is only six years old, Ye Feng has been cultivating her self-reliance, and it is inevitable that the daughter will avoid her father and the son will avoid her mother.

Although this rental house is small, it also has one bedroom and two living rooms, and it is also the place where their father and daughter have lived for two years, and the rent is 3,000 yuan, which is also within Ye Feng's affordability.

After all, in the bustling metropolis of the magic capital, it is very difficult to find the cheapest one.

"By the way, agreeing to participate in the national league seems to reward a high-level treasure chest."

After returning to the room, Ye Feng suddenly remembered the reward of the system's high-level treasure chest.

Immediately excited.

"System, open the treasure chest."

Ye Feng gave an order.

"The host's instruction is accepted, the treasure chest is successfully opened, congratulations to the host for obtaining primary singing skills, and a chance to draw random songs from parallel worlds will be rewarded." The system prompts.

"Singing?"

Looking at this reward, Ye Feng was stunned, is this the rhythm of his entry into the entertainment industry?

"Does the host extract primary singing skills?" The system asked.

"Extraction."

In this society, one more skill is more cost, and it can't be wasted.

Skill fusion.

Ye Feng's mind appeared with knowledge about singing skills, pitch, and so on.

Ye Feng tried to sing a few pop songs, which were much better than before, and his elementary singing skills coupled with his immersive magnetic voice were really good.

"I used to sing out of tune, but now I don't say anything natural, but at least I can listen to it." Ye Feng had a smug smile on his face.

Look at the time.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

If he was still in the e-sports team before, he wouldn't be Ye Feng at all if he didn't stay up until twelve o'clock.

But since I became a daddy, I have no choice, I have to give my daughter a nutritious breakfast in the morning, so I can only go to bed early and get up early.

Ye Feng was about to turn off the lights and go to bed when he was about to go to bed.

Jingle bells.

The cell phone on the table rang.

"It must be Cheng Nan again."

Ye Feng didn't even think about it, and immediately thought of who was calling.

Anyway, since Cheng Nan once set his sights on Ye Feng one day and coveted Ye Feng's male color, he had to call Ye Feng almost every night to chat, if it wasn't big on any day, it should be that the eldest aunt was here, or something was going on.

Picking up the phone, Ye Feng connected it directly.

"Sister Cheng, what's the matter?" Ye Feng asked familiarly.

But after Ye Feng spoke.

There was silence on the phone for a while.

"Ye Feng, are you okay?"

But what came out of the mobile phone was not Cheng Nan's voice, but an extremely sweet and beautiful woman's voice.

And after Ye Feng heard this voice, he frowned, glanced at his mobile phone, it was an unfamiliar number from Yanjing, this voice, he will never forget.

"Sorry, you made a mistake." Ye Feng said a word and hung up the phone directly.

Then directly join the blacklist.

Apparently.

Ye Feng didn't want to pay attention to the woman who called.

Yanjing.

Bustling metropolis, in a villa area.

A woman sat on the bed, looking very powerless and pitiful.

"He's still hating me."

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