Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 70 Daughter and Master

Today's street performances start earlier and end earlier than ever.

At the end, Kagawa Ningning, who was dressed as a black and white maid, squatted on the ground with her hands over her head, her face redder than the sunset in the sky.

However, compared to the one that was about to break down yesterday, it is much stronger now. At least it can still be a stumbling accompaniment today. It is no longer a mental explosion and a blind play.

Beiyuan Xianren closed the phone, bent down and put the guitar in the storage box, "Go home, have a good rest tonight, recharge your batteries, and go to the audition tomorrow afternoon."

While it was still early today, Beiyuan Xianren planned to take his daughter out for a walk.

Usually, when he goes to school, it is inconvenient for Kitahara Hanagu to go out alone. The farthest distance he has walked is only a convenience store 400 meters away. He has enough time, and he wants to take a walk with his daughter.

On the way home, he sent his daughter a text message telling her to get ready.

When Beiyuan Xianren turned into the courtyard, his daughter was already waiting under the cherry blossom trees in the courtyard.

She also dressed herself up specially, wearing a blue and white primary school sailor's uniform, wearing a small blue and white plaid sailor hat, her soft hair was braided into two ponytails, and she carefully took care of an air bang with an inner button. I don't know what oil was on my mouth, and the pink was tender and bright.The fluttering cherry blossom petals fell on her hair, on her shoulders, and on her smooth little face, Beiyuan Xianren stepped forward, squatted down, and gently brushed off the petals with her fingers.

Speaking of which, a week ago, my daughter was standing under this cherry tree, wearing the same clothes, mysteriously falling from the sky, and now it's been a week without realizing it.

Beiyuan Huagu stood on tiptoe, stretched out a small hand, picked up a petal that fell on the tip of Dad's nose, and gently tidied his collar, and said softly, "Welcome home, you've worked hard."

Beiyuan Xianren nodded slightly. Although this child made him rude from time to time, he always liked to say something inappropriate, naughty and slippery, but occasionally, he also showed a gentle, warm-hearted, very feminine side, which always made him strange I don't think it's like raising a daughter.

And when she was naughty, it was really intractable. Relying on her young age, she did whatever she wanted, as if she dared to molest him, calling him darling and calling him darling.

Beiyuan Huagu stretched out his finger and poked his father's cheek, "Dad, haven't you seen enough, keep staring at others, Huagu will be embarrassed."

"Is Huagu good-looking? Is Dad excited? Hehe."

"Among Huagu and Sister Amemiya, which one will Dad choose?"

Beiyuan Xianren flicked her small forehead, "Where do you want to go today?"

"My hair is going to be messed up," Beiyuan Huagu muttered, tidying up his bangs and thinking about it, "Just go to the place where Dad lived when he was a child."

Under the setting sun, the breeze blows the green grass by the river, and the sparkling water reflects the colors of the sunset. On the road of the green grass slope, Beiyuan Huagu jumped in front, chasing his own shadow and stepping on it.

Beiyuan Xianren followed quietly, looking at the cheerful little guy in front of him, he couldn't help but smile.

"Hua Gu, is there anything you want to do?"

Beiyuan Huagu turned around gracefully, took off the sailor hat, and smiled at him with her small hand behind her back. The setting sun shone on her delicate face, adding a touch of lovely redness.

"Say good night to my father who is lying down in the evening, put my father's ear in the morning and tell my father to wake up and say good morning, and in the afternoon wait for my father to come home from school and say that you have worked hard, and then watch my father eat the dinner made by Huagu, a full day. ."

Beiyuan Xianren was slightly startled, and he couldn't help laughing. He was really a clingy child.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but blame his future self.

Although his daughter said that the future he was busy with work, he had no intention to play with her, but he couldn't hear it, but Huagu was defending the future him.

Such a good daughter, why are you willing to leave her aside every day, always neglecting her, no matter how busy or tired you are, don't you even have time to spend a day with your daughter?
What an unforgivable bastard. If he could travel to the future, he would definitely beat his future self hard for his daughter.

Beiyuan Xianren stopped and rubbed his daughter's little head, "Is there anything else you want to do?"

Beiyuan Huagu thought for a while and said, "Find a girlfriend for Dad."

"The future father is 30 years old and still a bachelor, it's too pitiful."

"Huagu first recommends Sister Amemiya, her childhood sweetheart, and her father's first love. She is the most suitable candidate. Even if you don't care about Sister Qinyin, she is five years older than her father, but Sister Qinyin is also very beautiful. What about the beauty, and Master? You can too!"

Beiyuan Huagu paused and said with a smile: "The future master will visit his father every week, and he will always bring delicious food to Huagu, and often take Huagu to watch her concerts. Isn't it obvious that Master wants to be Huagu's mother? ."

Beiyuan Xianren couldn't help laughing, no wonder this little guy always persuaded him to chase after this girl, just like pushing him to go on a blind date, it turned out to be for this.

"Did you say that Mizuho Kuriyama went to the Golden Hall in the future? Did she perform at her own expense, signed a contract, or was officially invited?"

Beiyuan Huagu thought for a while and said, "Huagu doesn't know much, but Sister Lishan went to the New Year's concert and sang "Blue Danube"."

Beiyuan sage knows it in his heart. Although the Golden Hall sounds tall and high, laymen are not aware of it. It seems that the people who can perform there are bigwigs, but in fact, what is the way of scoring this.

Self-funded performances can’t make it to the stage, as long as you take out [-] euros and pay the money, the pigs can go up and howl, which is equivalent to the world’s top KTV packaged for several hours. As soon as I collected the money, I got on the plane and went.

Signing a resident performance contract is very powerful. It is similar to holding a concert, selling tickets, and the income is divided according to the contract agreement. It is mutually beneficial. Only singers with good reputation and strength are eligible to sign this contract.

And if it is a New Year's concert on January [-]st every year, it can be officially invited to perform. Well, generally only the top masters who have a place in the classical music scene, or the outstanding young talents in the world are eligible to be invited. Representatives An affirmation of identity and strength.

And "Blue Danube" is a must-have in concerts every year, a well-deserved repertoire, and also the informal national anthem of Austria. It is even more unusual to be able to sing this song.

Beiyuan Xianren is sincerely happy for Kuriyama Mizuho. It seems that in the future, she has successfully carved out a world of her own.

The father and daughter held hands and walked slowly along the river bank. I don't know when, the gentle breeze brought a sad lyrical soprano song - "Let Me Pain" (Let my tears flow)
Under the setting sun, a girl lay quietly on a grassy slope. She stretched out her hands tiredly and stared at the sparkling orange-red river. She seemed to be emotional and sang softly.

Beiyuan Huagu gradually came to a standstill, and her little face stared at the girl suspiciously.

"Master—!"

Kitahara Huagu threw his body forward, laying his hands on Kuriyama Mizuho's arms, his small hands skillfully and quickly wrapped around Kuriyama Mizuho's waist, and then, enjoying himself, he rubbed his head against the peaks and peaks of Kuriyama Mizuho.

The sad song disappeared with the wind, Kuriyama Mizuho put her hands on the ground and looked at the little girl who was leaning on her in surprise.
"Stop rubbing it, it's so itchy. Hey, do we know my little one?"

Beiyuan Huagu raised his head and looked at her with a smile.

"Master, can you teach me to sing?"

(End of this chapter)