my daughter my hometown

Chapter 12 Change Songs
Monkey Cuckoo twisted a "face" in his hand, and looked at the two adults Su Wu and Su Xue eagerly, his eyes full of longing.

Su Wan, who was squatting beside it, smiled sweetly, like a flower.Satisfied, the little girl rubbed the monkey over and over again with her little hands.

If you rub it once, Gugu's body will be shorter; if you rub it again, it will be shorter again.Squeezing and stroking, Su Wan directly slapped the little monkey's head to the ground, but the buttocks were raised high.

Su Wu couldn't bear to see this shameful posture.

He is very interested in playing chess with a monkey.It's just that the father and daughter returned home after thousands of miles, and before they had cleared out a decent place to stay, they played chess with a monkey in high spirits, which was really outrageous.

Su Wu had no choice but to politely refuse.

Cuckoo was so angry that he jumped up and down.

It made Su Wan's hair fall out a few times, but in the end, no one played chess with it, so depressed that it almost doubted the monkey's life.

Fortunately, Su Xiaoniu still remembers Su Xue's geese, and is always worried that the irritable rice balls will fall from the sky at any time.

The little girl and Su Wu agreed on the next time to get candies, cleaned up the chess pieces on the ground, and dragged the struggling monkey out happily.

Is this monkey crazy about looking for someone to play chess with?

Su Wu shook his head and checked the mobile phone hanging beside him.It turned out that the phone had automatically taken a picture of everything just now.

After thinking about it, Su Wu packed up the other videos he took before and sent them to Wen Lan.

After clicking send, he threw the phone into his backpack, chatted with Su Xue for a few more words, and then went into the house to continue packing.

At this time, Wen Lan just got off the high-speed rail, and stood alone at the gate of the high-speed rail station, looking up the map blankly.

As an outdated artist, the company just sent her a job announcement, and for other things like transportation, accommodation, food, etc., she had to do it herself to get enough food and clothing.

After finishing the work hard, the company unceremoniously took away the bulk of the reward.If the work is not completed, then the artist has to compensate the bulk of the contract liquidated damages.

How else can we say that small artists have no human rights?

Soon, Wen Lan got into a taxi in pain and headed towards his goal.

The travel expenses that the company can reimburse her are limited. Based on the principle of saving a little, Wen Lan mostly takes public transportation when running the announcement.If it weren't for the tight time this time, she would not have chosen a taxi extravagantly.

Right now, she is not going to the location of the commercial performance, but a music studio.

For this commercial performance, she is going to sing a different song.

When getting off the high-speed train, Wen Lan almost fell asleep all the way before noticing the reminder of the new email on the phone.

"Did he really write a song and send it over?"

Wen Lan muttered, couldn't help but click in to check.

This inspection almost made her forget to get out of the car.

Fortunately, Fengcheng in front of me is the terminal station of this high-speed rail, so the tragedy of "I just played with my mobile phone, and the high-speed rail drove hundreds of kilometers longer" did not happen.

Sure enough, the email contained a song with lyrics and music, and even wrote a lot of suggestions for accompaniment and arranging.

Wen Lan was fascinated when she saw it, and couldn't help singing softly along with the score.

The more she sang, the more shocked she became, and she could hardly control her excitement in the end, and almost lost her voice in amazement at the high-speed rail station where people were coming and going.

What kind of song is this casually written, it has clearly been carefully crafted, and the quality is extremely high.As long as there are no accidents after the release, if the publicity is in place, it will at least be the kind of annual golden song or platinum song.

As a purely professional singer, Wen Lan is confident that she can tell the quality of a song.

It's certainly an excellent song, definitely better than what she's going to sing.

It's just that such an excellent work was really written by that guy Su Wu?
Wen Lan couldn't believe it, she didn't want to deliberately belittle Su Wu, after all, he was her daughter's father, but who would believe that a medical student who just graduated could write songs?
And he was a medical student who was unemployed upon graduation.

Could it be copied?

Wen Lan nervously searched the Internet, but naturally found nothing.

"Forget it, what am I guessing here, will it be clear if I call and ask?"

Wen Lan decisively pressed Su Wu's number.

"The user you dialed is busy, please call later."

The female voice of the telecommunications company is very gentle and standard, but it makes Wen Lan even more depressed.She made several phone calls in a row, but was mercilessly hung up by the female telecom voice.

"What the hell is this guy doing?"

Could it be that the crew really suffered from massive heatstroke, which made him so busy that he didn't even have time to answer the phone?
Wen Lan couldn't understand it.

However, at that time, Su Wu was holding Su Wan in his heroic posture, standing on the hilltop of Jijing Ridge, and was negotiating friendly with Jin Mao and the others...

Weixin didn't answer the phone, and Wenlan, who was in a rental, had to rethink the new song sent by Su Wu.

Meteor, Wen Lan's masterpiece when she first debuted two years ago, has been left behind by her.What she has to do now is to quickly get familiar with the song in front of her, and make the accompaniment as soon as possible, so that she can sing it at the commercial performance after [-] o'clock in the evening.

The Fengcheng in front of me has developed a good economy in recent years, but it is only a third-tier city after all.Moreover, the location of the commercial performance is only a small branch of Jin Jiufu newly opened, not yet in the CBD.There is a flow of people, but it is estimated that there will not be too many.

Naturally, this kind of commercial performance doesn't have much influence, but Wen Lan doesn't want to give up.

It's just that there are only three or four hours left, and it's a bit difficult to complete the accompaniment of a new song.

Fortunately, this is an ordinary commercial performance, not a solo single, and the accompaniment can be easily recorded.It's really going to be over, and it's also a good choice to go directly to the stage to sing a cappella.

Wen Lan is very confident in her singing skills, even if she sings a cappella, she is not worried that it will insult Su Wu's song.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the phone in his bag suddenly vibrated.

Wen Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly opened it to take a look, she was a little dumbfounded.

Su Wu sent several videos on his mobile phone.The duration of each video can be long or short, the long one is more than half an hour, and the short one is a few minutes.Wen Lan's eyes were dazzled for a while, and she really didn't understand what Su Wu was doing.

Looking at the distance between the time and the destination, Wen Lan clicked his lips and opened the first video casually.

This look almost made her forget to breathe.

The video screen was a little shaken, and it was obvious that the person who shot it was emotional.

The little girl inside was very cute and familiar, and Wen Lan recognized it immediately, it was her daughter Su Wan.

After another look, she couldn't help but frowned deeply. The familiar face of her daughter in the video made her feel strange.

The so-called confidant is Mo Ruomu, Wen Lan's heart suddenly thumped violently.She found the reason almost instantly.

Su Wan's eyes!

Suddenly, it was no longer the dazed and out-of-focus eyes of the past, but happily looked at the little bird on his shoulder, and even raised his hand to gently stroke it...

Xiaowan actually saw this little bird, and even touched it on her own initiative.

What's going on, has her autism improved?
These thoughts flashed through Wen Lan's mind quickly.She suddenly found that her face was wet, and she couldn't help wiping her face with her hand, only to realize that her face was already covered with tears before she knew it.

She turned off the video, didn't continue to watch, and pressed Su Wu's video call heavily.

"Brother, your phone is ringing."

The animals in the village and the familiar smell of her father were gone, Su Wan panicked and walked around in the yard.

Su Xue had no choice but to bend over, carefully guarding her side with a painful face.

"Come out and take care of your daughter, I really can't stand this little devil, I'd rather help you move the furniture."

(End of this chapter)