Blind date to idol talent show

Chapter 297 Grandpa's Diary

After a round of competition, the studio audience left, but the singers hadn't left. The meeting room needed to draw the next theme. I thought it was another draw, but I didn't expect the program team to play tricks.

"In the next episode, your theme will be the theme used by the opponents in this round. Everyone, come on!" After the director finished speaking, the singers were dumbfounded. They can still play like this.
Immediately, the theme of his opponent Du Dudu's "parents" appeared in Li Yimu's mind, and then he frowned slightly, falling into memories.

Several celebrity assistants are asking their artistes and singers if they have any ideas for inspiration.

Chen Mo originally thought this way, but when he saw that Li Yimu seemed to be lost in thought, he stopped talking. He was still very measured, and he couldn't disturb him at this time, so he smiled and looked around and whispered.

Du Yazhu, Pei Ling's celebrity assistant, asked Chen Mo curiously, "Why don't you care about your singer?"

"Do I need it? Who is my artist? Li Yimu, what is the theme? Parents, in our superficial brother group, Pan Lei casually said that I would not listen to my mother, and he would create a song in two days. "Listen to Mom", should I worry about him?"

Chen Mo said sternly, that looks very annoying, but everyone is obviously attracted by the secret he revealed?Oh, co-authoring such a song that made Li Yimu accepted by his parents was written because of a sentence from your group?This is too weird
The director of the program group silently ordered the scene reporter: "Remember, here is the moment when Chen Mo licks the dog."

After seeing Chen Mola's part on the red carpet, the director has already made up his mind. His character in this show is licking dogs, but not the kind that just sticks out his tongue. He has barbs on his tongue, and occasionally I will stab you.

For example, stepping on the crotch, saying how embarrassed Li Yimu is, etc. There is a contrast in doing so, and the effect of the program must be good!
Coming out of the recording studio, Li Yimu drove to the company to pick up Nan Xiaoyue, who was recording the song. Nan Xiaoyue jumped and ran, but didn't get in the car, and stood directly outside the window of the main driver, asking the result: "Did you win?"

"Won!"

"Okay, I knew that once your song came out, you would definitely win." She was the first listener of Li Yimu's song.

Li Yimu smiled: "That's right, this is the inspiration given to me by my princess, don't look at me standing on the stage alone, it's actually the two of us standing on the stage!"

Nan Xiaoyue stuck her head into the driver's window, kissed Li Yimu's face, and said, "Your reward!"

Then he turned around and trotted around the car, got in the car and came: "Go, go home!"

"That's something to discuss. Let's go to my parents' house first. I have a sheet music to get."

"Okay!" Nan Xiaoyue nodded and agreed. They have already obtained the marriage certificate. She is no longer the little girl who was afraid of seeing her in-laws at the beginning, but she hasn't changed her words. The change of mouth fee given by the elders.

The reason why he had to go home to get the sheet music was because Li Yimu gave it to his mother directly after picking up a song in his dream.

The story also originated from an oolong. During the Spring Festival, there was no entertaining for relatives one day, and the grandparents stayed at home. The three of them went back to their natal home with Zhang Meijuan. After returning, they did not see their grandparents.

After asking, I found out that the two elders went to get the checklist for the medical examination. They had participated in a free medical examination for the elderly organized by the organization.

Li Feng and Li Yimu were arranged to light a fire and cook. After the two came out of the kitchen, they saw Zhang Meijuan, such a vigorous and strong woman, crying like a child, and the grandparents next to her were a little at a loss .

At that time, Li Yimu was stunned. He thought it was something wrong with his grandparents' medical examination form, and so did Li Feng. The two hurried over to ask the elders what was wrong.

Facing their grandson, the two old men smiled and said nothing, and then looked at the uncle angrily: "What are you thinking, you boy, we are doing well."

"Then Meijuan."

"I'm fine, I'll just wait a while." When Li Yimu came, Zhang Meijuan forcibly held back her tears. She was meant to be strong, and she was even stronger in front of her own children. She didn't want to cry. Hiding secretly moved to cry.

It was only later that Li Yimu found out that my mother didn't cry after reading the medical report, but because she saw grandpa's diary at home and cried when she saw the words on it.

Li Yimu also read that diary, and wrote about small things in life, such as: "The sewing machine at home broke down again, and I have to fix it today, otherwise I won't be able to mend the girl's clothes, and I won't watch outdoor movies."

"Harvesting the crops is really tiring, and my daughter is sleeping in my arms so sweetly."

"My daughter has been admitted to a normal university. I don't know if she will be abducted by some brat."

Grandpa's handwriting is not good-looking, and many words are still marked in pinyin, but after reading it, Li Yimu knew why his mother cried, because his tears were sour after reading it, let alone his mother who experienced it himself.

On the car back home, Zhang Meijuan, the co-driver, whispered to Li Feng: "I always thought my parents were strong and aging very slowly, but I read the diary today and recalled the father who could farm behind my back. I suddenly found that he was old, so fast, so fast." As he spoke, he choked up again.

Her voice was very low, but Li Yimu, who had amazing hearing, could still hear clearly in the back row.

He didn't make a sound, because the strong mother didn't want to see her crying, but he found that the back of his father's head seemed to have a lot of white hair. Just look at it, and the eye sockets became blurred.

Later, a song called "Father's Prose Poetry" appeared in his dream, which overlapped with the words in his grandfather's diary, so he wrote it out and put it in the drawer of his bedroom, thinking that he would have the opportunity This song is sung to parents, to grandparents and grandparents.

However, he was busy preparing for the concert and the proposal, he almost forgot this song, because it was listed separately, not even in the notebook, so today he fell into memory.

When I got home, my parents weren't there, so I must have been studying in the first quarter of the school.

"I want to practice a song and sing it to my parents tonight, why don't you go back to your house for a rest first?" Li Yimu suggested.

Nan Xiaoyue shook her head: "I asked, my mother is not at home, you can practice, I don't listen, I'm going to sleep, I'm very tired today."

You know, Li Yimu never drove her away when practicing songs, and always let her be his first listener, but not this time, obviously, he hoped to dedicate the first singing of this song to his parents, Nan Xiao After a while, he understood, and ran back to Li Yimu's bedroom to sleep.

Li Yimu smiled, getting a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

　My grandfather is a well-known painter in our local area. Many murals in the park are made by him. Unfortunately, I have never seen him and left before he was born. Every time my mother recalls my grandfather, her face is full of pride. With tears in her eyes, she never used other words, and she always said that grandpa just went to a far, far place since she was a child.

　　
　
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