father-in-law of the nation

Chapter 8
The last note disappears and the singing on the phone stops.

At this moment, Zhang Chunlei's middle-aged face was full of excitement.

"Xiao Wang, you really wrote this song, including the arrangement?"

Zhang Chunlei asked subconsciously.

In his perception, Wang Shen is just an outdated boy group idol.

Boy group idols are generally artists who have no strength to mix in the circle based on their looks.

Most of these people can only rely on their youth to eat. When their youth is not there, they are shot to death on the beach by their younger generations.

"Who else can it be if it's not me?" Wang Shen asked back with a smile, and then said, "Actually, this song is only a semi-finished product, and the finished product is a chorus song."

Wang Shen seemed to be recalling, he said, "To be precise, this song was created because of where Dad went."

Zhang Chunlei's eyes moved, and he created for Dad, what does this mean, is it possible?
He was thinking wildly, but he heard Wang Shen say again.

"Last year, my daughter Yingbao became obsessed with this show after watching Where Did Dad Go? I wrote this song for her."

"Well, it should be said that it is a lullaby written for her."

Wang Shen said it plainly, but Zhang Chunlei only felt an invisible aura blowing towards his face.

There is a saying that the most deadly is the invisible comparison.

Zhang Chunlei almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He thought that Wang Shen was fascinated by watching the show Where is Dad Going?

Lullaby, what the hell is this?

Your feelings are not because of where Dad went to create the show, but because of your daughter?

"Chorus song? What kind of chorus song?" Although Zhang Chunlei had the feeling of falling from a high altitude for a moment, he was an old man after all, and his face did not show the slightest bit. Hearing what Wang Shen said, his face turned serious.

If it is a chorus song, it really perfectly fits the requirements of Dad Where Are We Going, so much so that he can't wait in his heart.

Wang Shen sat aside and said softly: "Brother Zhang, I can't make it clear for a while here, how about I go back first? I will write down the whole song in the evening, and then the staff will send it over for you to have a look." ?”

Zhang Chunlei opened his mouth, swallowed what he wanted to say, got up and said, "Alright, I'll wait for the staff to deliver it tonight."

At this point in the conversation, Wang Shen got up and said a few polite words, and then returned to his residence.

Zhang Chunlei looked at Wang Shen's back from a distance. To be honest, he never thought that Wang Shen had such a talent. This time completely changed his long-standing perception.

Back at the residence, Wang Xiaoying was eating a tomato raw, her hand was full of juice.

When she saw Wang Shen come back, she was the first to shout aggrievedly: "Father, Ying Bao is hungry."

Wang Shen smiled helplessly, and asked softly, "Have you washed the tomatoes?"

Tomatoes can be eaten raw as fruit, but Wang Shen was worried that if she didn't wash them thoroughly, eating them would spoil her stomach.

"My sister helped Yingbao wash it." Wang Xiaoying reached out and pointed to a staff member.

Wang Shen took a look. This staff member was the accompanying writer of their father and daughter in the program group, a young and beautiful lady.

"Then did you say thank you?" Wang Shen asked again.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoying raised her eyes and thought for a while, and then a little girl's tender voice sounded, "Thank you, sister."

Wang Shen was speechless, and said: "You didn't say thank you then, what's the use of saying thank you now?"

"Thank you sister! Thank you sister! Thank you sister!" Knowing that Wang Shen was not angry, Wang Xiaoying yelled three times, and then said something that made Wang Shen feel ashamed and ashamed, "Sister, Dad said, important Say things three times."

This time, not only the young lady writer, but also the filming staff were all amused.

Wang Shen also smiled, but it was an embarrassing smile, a smile that wanted to find a hole to get into.

Wang Xiaoying bit the tomato and said again: "Father Yingbao is hungry, Yingbao wants to eat golden fried rice, golden fried rice, golden fried rice."

"I know, I know, I know." Wang Shen replied tiredly.

One big and one small, you said something to me, making the staff laugh again.

Sometimes, the father and daughter not only have warmth, but also love each other.

Wang Shen walked to the stove, only one of the two tomatoes left there.

At this moment, I can only say that I was lucky to have one left, otherwise, the tomato and egg soup would not be able to be made.

Wang Shen is extremely skilled in lighting fires, washing vegetables, and washing pots. He looks like a housewife who often cooks.

Wang Xiaoying wanted to help, but was stopped by Wang Shen.

Because there is not much preparation work for egg fried rice, he can make it in two strokes.

Let her help light the fire. Wang Shen was afraid that she would be burned by sparks, so he strictly asked her to watch from the sidelines.

Before making egg fried rice, Wang Shen first made a tomato and egg soup.

Speaking of tomato and egg soup, this was Wang Shen's favorite dish when he was a child.

Similarly, Wang Xiaoying also loves to eat.

I happened to make a large bowl and a small bowl of tomato and egg soup. The big bowl was for the main course later, and the small bowl was for Wang Xiaoying.

Seeing Wang Shen pouring soup into a small bowl, Wang Xiaoying rushed to the room and brought out a small stool. She put the small stool at the door, and then turned around and shouted, "Dad, here, here, Dad, put it here."

"I know!" Wang Shen couldn't help but rolled his eyes seeing her looking like a starved ghost reincarnated, and immediately brought a small bowl of tomato and egg soup over.

It can be seen that the bowl is basically filled with tomatoes and eggs, while there is only soup left in the big bowl.

Wang Xiaoying's taste is the same as Wang Shen's. She likes to eat tomatoes and eggs with soup, but as for soup, she ranks last.

Wang Shen carefully put the small bowl on the stool that Wang Xiaoying brought out, and said worriedly, "It's hot now, I'll eat it later."

Since Wang Shen often cooks this dish at home, Wang Xiaoying knows it too, but she keeps staring at the tomato and egg soup in front of her, and she still swallows her saliva.

Seeing this, Wang Shen simply stood aside, didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, to prevent her from doing some serious things.

Wang Shen is cooking dinner here, and several other celebrity families have also started.

It's just that their pictures are completely opposite to Wang Shen's. They are all at a loss and complaining endlessly.

They are different from Wang Shen. Wang Shen was born in a rural area. When he was a child, his parents went out to work, so he became a left-behind child, so he had to solve three meals a day by himself. Over time, he developed a good cooking skill.

And the other celebrity dads, before that, only knew how to cook instant noodles, so it was very difficult for them to make a meal.

However, they also have their own method, which is dark cooking, a pot of chaos.

Randomly stewed, a panacea-like dish, as long as the seasoning is put in place, the general taste will not be too bad.

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