Almighty Star Daddy

As long as the little guy is there, time will pass quickly. Han Mo sends Xuan Xuan to the kindergarten and goes to the company by herself. Meng Si just called him, and he was very anxious. Han Mo is also used to Meng Meng. Thinking of Lianhuan's life-death call ability, I didn't care too much.

As soon as he entered Meng Si’s office, he saw his two carefully tattooed eyebrows twisted together. Han Mo knew that something must have happened, but it was not too big. If it was really serious, Meng Si was not in the mood to sit in the office at all. With his character, he had already flown to Han Mo's house and dragged him away.

  Han Mo had long legs and big steps. He walked a few steps to the office desk and sat opposite Meng Si.

   Still wringing his eyebrows, Meng Si turned the notebook in front of Han Mo and sighed softly, "Let's take a look."

  Han Mo glanced at the screen, which was the homepage of Wechat, and left a message under the official big V of "Looking for a Good Voice". There are a lot of comments, all about the first two games.

  He pulled the computer in his direction again, and several comments have been pinned to the top. If there are many likes, the comments will be automatically pinned to the top of the message.

  Han Mo glanced at the first one that was liked the most.

"Many people around me say "Ideal" is not good, but I can hear myself from the song. Han Mo's song represents our generation, from "Those Flowers" and "Southern Girl" to later "Ideal" "We may all have a good girl who could not be together, and an ideal that could not be realized no matter how hard you ran."

  There are also many netizens who have the same feelings. He moved his gaze slightly, his gaze fell on the comment that was placed on top of the second place.

"I can honestly say that the song "Ideal" can get the first name in the second game of "Finding a Good Voice". It definitely misses the popularity of the previous two songs. To be fair, the lyrics of "Ideal" are good, but they are only Can touch some people, and the melody is worse than "Girl Waving Wings". Of course, I really appreciate Han Mo’s talent and can write so many classic songs. The stage of'finding a good sound' is definitely not far away."

  The verification information for this review reads, the famous music critic, Yu Zifei.

  Comments There were many comments following the trend, some of which were rebuttal, some were supportive, and there were also many Han Mo who could see that they were spitting at a glance.

Meng Si walked behind Han Mo, changed his usual bluffing tone, and said with some worry, "I started to pay attention to the dynamics and feedback on the Internet after the last game. The topic of how you can only sing folk songs has been over the past few days. The speculation is very hot. Some netizens who originally just watched the excitement were instigated by them, and they also yelled at them. Online reviews are very unfavorable to you."

What Meng Si is worried about is that every episode of the program will be replaced by a group of public judges, and these people and singers cannot be controlled. As a natural person, they will definitely read the information and evaluations on the Internet. There will be some subjective wishes. Han Mo is the first. The "Southern Girl" is well deserved, but the second "Ideal" is not bad, but it is indeed worse than Han Mo's other works, and there is no way to get caught in a pigtail.

Of course, there are also navy soldiers. Some netizens’ comments are the same. At first glance, someone is behind the evil Han Mo. Meng Si has always ignored the spray. He used to say that it was a conspirator who helped him publicize for free. Many songs and people. They are getting more and more scolded.

However, in any case, knowing your own problems is the most important thing. From the second game, Meng Si has been in a laissez-faire state with Han Mo. The song is decided by Han Mo himself, but now he is a little worried, so today He was anxious to call Han Mo over to discuss.

  Han Mo didn’t read it casually this time. Except for praise and support, he read it all. The focus is on those who scolded him, and he read it carefully with interest.

It was the first time that Meng Si saw Han Mo's serious attention to the comments of netizens, and his heart was tight. After all, Han Mo is still a newcomer. If he sees so many attacks, he will definitely be hit. Many of them are navy, professional sprayers."

  Han Mo closed the computer gently after reading it, looked at Meng Si, and said nothing.

"I definitely believe in your strength. Our little Momo is the best." Meng Si suddenly showed his signature sulky expression, and then said seriously in an instant, "But those music reviews People Bibi also have their reasons, but you must not take it to heart. The mentality of the game this Saturday can't collapse."

What Meng Si is most afraid of is people like Han Mo who hold everything in his heart. He doesn't know what he is thinking. It stands to reason that newcomers see so many negative news on the Internet, and professional sprays are all personal. When he attacked, Han Mo must be very uncomfortable. Meng Si felt sorry for him. That was the artist he held in his palm.

  Meng Si tried his best to conceive how to comfort Han Mo, and didn’t know what to say for a while, "Little Momo, you..."

   Before he finished speaking, Han Mo pursed his lower lip, and said with a smile, "Don’t worry, I don’t only sing folk songs."

  With Han Mo’s words, Meng Si is naturally not worried about his strength, he is more worried about Han Mo’s mentality, "I’m not worried about this, I’m afraid of you..."

  Han Mo smiled, "I never cared what Troll says."

  Meng Si was stunned. Synthesizing is because he is worrying about it blindly. Others don't worry about their own strength, nor do they care about online comments.

Meng Si rolled his eyes, and returned to his original face in a second, "Oh, that's me who was worrying about it, not that I said you. If you're OK, just take a few selfies and post them to the WeChat account. It will be exhausted. ."

From the moment Meng Si asked Han Mo to look at the computer, he knew what Meng Si was looking for. As an agent, he must be worried about the next game. Not only wanted to let himself know about these plausible doubts on the Internet, but also afraid of those. Excessive remarks that followed the trend hurt me. But...

Meng Si sighed in ecstasy with both hands on his hips, "Little Momo, you can't always play in your heart, but you have to interact with fans more. You are so handsome. Take a few pictures at random. OK..."

  Han Mo knew that Meng Si's serious business was finished, so he stood up and said casually, "I'm leaving." Then he walked out the door.

   "Hey, I haven't finished talking yet." Meng Si pointed one finger at Han Mo's tall back, and the other hand was still akimbo. Seeing Han Mo left without turning his head, Meng Si showed a gratified smile on his face, muttering to himself, "This stinky boy."

  Just stepping out of the Sichen Media Building, Han Mo’s cell phone rang. He thought it was Meng Si’s phone that was chasing him. He took out his cell phone and saw it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

  Han Mo slid casually, connected to the phone, and heard the voice of a very magnetic young man in the receiver.

   "Hey, hello, are you a horse knight?" Zhang Mingli asked tentatively.

  Han Mo was a little strange when he asked about his pen name, but he politely replied, "Hello, I am."

  Zhang Mingli was a little excited, and continued, "My name is Zhang Mingli. I am the host of the Bunny Storytelling section of the Children's Channel of Beidu TV Station. This time I found your phone number through the publishing house."

  Han Moqing said "Oh".

  Zhang Mingli continued, "I would like to ask, do you still have the audio copyrights of "Little Red Riding Hood" and "The Frog Prince"?"

  "Still still."