House Dad’s Literary Life

Early this morning, after Yang Hao finished his training, he continued to practice the scorpion.

Although there is no Murphy in one piece, a person-shaped single shadow is only very boring, but Yang Lan does not slack off, after all, he is also a man with a musical dream! (Note 1)

However, today Yang Lan was pleasantly surprised to find that he had a breakthrough.

The accident came out when he suddenly wanted to use his internal power to expand his vocal cords. He only gently injected some internal force into his throat. He had lost a little bit of youthful vocal cords!

Yang Lan tried to sing a few words and found that although it was still somewhat unnatural, I felt that the range that I could not sing before could now be touched!

This is a good sign!

After Yang Lan increased the injection of internal forces, he seemed to have entered a new world, a world full of music fun!

Of course, this is very tiring, especially since the body has been practicing for a few months, and Yang Lan has not been able to support it for a few minutes, and soon the internal force is almost exhausted.

Obviously, it is impossible for him to become a peerless master across n vocal ranges.

However, the surprise has not been touched. After Yang Hao recovered his internal strength, he was still able to perceive that his vocal cords had restored their original appearance, but they were not as stiff as they were at the beginning. The vocal cords and vocal ligaments seemed to have a little flexibility!

The change is not obvious, but Yang Lan is sure to exist!

"There is a play!" Yang Lan was somewhat surprised to ponder.

Is it true that in my daily practice of scorpion, I add internal force as a stimulating factor. Gradually, the benign change of this vocal cord can change quantitatively and lead to qualitative change. In the future, you can sing the range that you can't sing now without internal force?

Yang Lan decided to observe for a while and then make a final conclusion!

......

"Hurry up, we are going to be late!" Just after breakfast, the little girl took her little bag and groaned in the living room.

This is the fourth day to go to the kindergarten. In the kindergarten, I will make friends, talk, and play games with my peers. I am more and more cheerful every day, and I don’t feel like I’m a stranger. Dad, the little girl who is hiding behind Dad.

This is a good thing, Yang Lan does not want to be as cold as himself and Murphy, and there are not many close friends!

The little guy seems to be a bit acute, but Yang Lan is very slow. He is not a chronic child, but after he began to enjoy the life of ordinary people, this product likes to behave like a tortoise, and slowly and smugly said: "This is life. !"

"Just want to leave Dad, go to Zhaoyu, play with your friends? Dad is not happy, Dad is very sad." Yang Hao helped to pack today's lunch with plastic bags, while pretending to eat. vinegar.

However, I don’t know how many pretend ingredients are in the middle. I’m afraid there are some real points too!

"Okay!" he sighed heavily, as if he was burdened with a heavy burden on his shoulders. She was helplessly spreading her hands and saying like a little adult. "In fact, I also want to play with you." However, the teacher said that the children who are late for class are not jealous and want to apologize to other children! So I don't want to be late!"

Yang Hao faced the little girl, and she couldn’t help but laugh. He went up and licked his small head and said with a sigh of relief: "Reassure, Dad won't let you be late. This is a promise from an autumn mountain bike god. !"

Unfortunately, his car is a tyrant, not Wuling Hongguang, not the legendary Wuling Hongguang s.

......

After the girl was sent to the kindergarten, Yang Hao, who had come to drink coffee in the morning, did not have so many time to start writing recruitment notices.

For this recruitment notice, Yang Lan also specially bought the Wannian red rice paper used for the Spring Festival, as well as a brush and ink.

In the chess and calligraphy paintings, his piano art is a must, the painting is not bad, the chess is the most general, and the calligraphy is so strong that it can be eye-catching.

The brush word has not been learned for a long time, and Yang Lan found the feeling on the ordinary white paper, and wrote it on the red paper.

"Recruitment notice

Due to business needs, the store recruits one or two coffee shop staff, can work part-time, requires mastery of manual coffee technology, courtesy and hard work. Salary is negotiable! ”

Instead of writing his own name, Yang Lan wrote the "coffee shop on the corner."

The content is very simple, and the number of words is not much. Therefore, on such a large red rice paper, Yang Lan wrote the font very large, satisfying his desire to write a large character.

Fortunately, he is sensible without the impulse of a show, and this neat body does not seem to be very hard.

Yang Lan blew his ink, and while waiting for the ink to dry, he also appreciated one of these words.

A good iron painting silver hook, force the word on the back of the paper!

I haven’t practiced in these years, but I haven’t pulled too much calligraphy!

At first glance, this recruitment notice is posted, and there are many people who are coming to apply! Yang Lan feels that this word must have a magical effect!

And eggs...

In the afternoon, when Yang Shuguan’s store door was ready to pick up, he also looked at the red notice posted on the door of the store.

He looked forward to a whole day, actually no one wants to apply!

If there is one, it’s all right! It’s really too faceless...

......

At night, after Yang Yu told the story that he was asleep, he went to the study. He sent the manuscript and the illustration that had been smashed down these days to the editor, and asked him to help arrange the layout and release.

However, when he opened the mailbox, Yang Lan saw a letter from a stranger.

Yang Lan frowned and looked at the title to know that it was a song. Tianmei, these people, after knowing their mailbox, really persevered! How many emails did this email have?

He didn't intend to pay attention, but looking at the little red dot there was uncomfortable, Yang Lan still clicked, ready to fork.

However, when he saw the contents of the mail, Yang Lan stopped the right index finger of the mouse.

“鞠杰?” Yang Yan’s face showed a smile.

This guy, just like Murphy complained to him at the beginning, hit the banner of Murphy’s colleague, asked him to buy a song, and bought a song that Yang Hao had not registered copyright.

This idea is disgusting, but it is also daring!

The copyright organization that knows that the world has been raised by the big money is very forked! Unless it is the consent of the original author, or else stealing other people's songs, even if you squat on the copyright organization's website, if the original author sues, all the details will be checked by the copyright organization.

Correspondingly, those who make squatting copyrights will also be severely punished - that is, the legendary defendant will go bankrupt and suffer jail!

So, isn’t this Jie Jie afraid of being out of the way?

"Tightrope, there is something to be said!" Yang Hao had some thoughts in his heart, but he still sent an email first to ask what did Jie Jie want to do?

At the end, add a sentence: "If I really sell a song to you, how much do you pay for it?"

(Note 1, the so-called musical dream means that he wants to sing a song he likes to sing, not that he wants to get involved in the entertainment circle.)