House Dad’s Literary Life

Yang Lan and Murphy’s enthusiasm for igniting everyone’s enthusiasm also ignited the enthusiasm of everyone. The guests present here are either excellent college students from Jiang Chuan or practitioners in the entertainment industry. Even Yang Huan is also going to test the performance of Jiang Chuan’s performance in the future. Performing a small show, how can this be rare?

The most powerful Qin Wen was pushed out and everyone gave her a second performance.

Qin Wen did not have a market, she jumped a rumor. She should have learned, this dance is very professional, but it is a single Lombard.

Latin dance is basically a double dance, Lumba needs men and women to match, you go back to me, you retreat me, jump out of a kind of teasing taste is interesting, single lombar is of course lacking a little taste.

However, no one gave her a dance. The three men present, Guo Ziyi and Wang Chao would not dance. Yang Lan would jump to Rumba, but he flattered the low-key style and did not stand up and take the initiative to dance to others.

Everyone has the opportunity to perform. Guo Ziyi also came up with a guitar. He wants to sing Yang Lan’s song, but it’s not the one that gave Du Yuanlei’s confession before, but the one he liked before. .

"Every time I am sad, I look at the sea alone. I always think of the friends who are walking on the road. How many are waking up..." Guo Ziyi’s voice can’t sing the hoarseness and vicissitudes of Xu Wei, but still let the onlookers I am fascinated.

I like to be busy, and I have already gotten to the front. Yang Lan will follow her to take care of her. Murphy is sitting on the side of Yang’s original position and listening to the song quietly. However, Murphy's quietness is only reflected in her not clapping, noisy, and so beautiful melodies. She also gently nodded and listened to her body.

"Sister husband, he has written so many songs?" Mo Xiaojuan came over and whispered to Murphy. "I suddenly remembered that these songs of my brother-in-law have not been sold yet? I have not listened to the market." Pass these songs!"

Murphy nodded. She whispered in the ear of Mo Xiaojuan: "Many of his songs are only registered copyright, placed on the copyright organization's website, but they are all set to be unretrievable and inaccessible, so others are not. know."

"That's too wasteful! Let's give it to us to work!" Mo Xiaojuan came to the mood. "You and your brother-in-law's studio are now set up, but there is no business yet. I am going to wait for your album to come out. Dig up the teacher, then let them find something to do!"

The studio has already been done, but the name is still temporary, in case it is perceived by others.

However, Murphy has not considered whether or not to leave Tianmei. Now Tianmei is also doing her best to her. This makes Murphy even want to leave and live the kind of work and life described by Yang Lan.

"These things, you discuss with Yang Lan, if he agrees, I will not have any opinions." Murphy left the decision to Yang Lan.

As a girlfriend, Murphy does not have much control over his desires. At most, he will care about other opposite sexes that appear around Yang Lan, and Yang Lan will handle these properly, and keep the distance between the opposite **** and Murphy. These are all important reasons why she can live in harmony with Yang Lan.

After a few people finished, I finally have to play!

The little girl didn't sing or dance today. She wanted to show everyone a special program. Yang Lan had arranged with her early, and Yang Lan smiled and went to the stage with her.

Perhaps this is the rehearsal of the kindergarten this month, which has increased confidence. The little girl is facing the crowd of so many people, no timidity, although a little nervous, but still able to say completely: "I am, together with you, tell you a story!"

"Okay!" Yang Huan is very proud of the venue to take the lead.

"Oh..." The little girl was a little embarrassed. After laughing for a while, she began to tell the story. "The story I am telling today is a story of a small turtle running against a bunny."

"I am a small turtle!" Yang Hao pretending to make a slow crawling action on the ground, of course, not completely down.

"I am a bunny." He cocked two small hands, and the v-shaped fingers were placed on the head as ears, and jumped twice.

Yang Wei’s performance was unheard of, and the performance of the singer made everyone laugh haha. The little guy sold it in a serious way, it was so cute!

However, I was a little embarrassed to be laughed at, and looked at my father for help.

"Everyone is complimenting you, nothing!" Yang Hao comforted her and continued her performance.

"...the game of the bunny and the little turtle started running. The bunny ran fast in front and the little turtle ran slowly and slowly."

I saw the cockroach in the field giggling and squatting around the empty field for two laps. Yang Lan is also learning the appearance of a tortoise, one step, two steps, friction and friction, just like slow motion playback.

Although the story is very naive, I don’t know why, everyone sees it with gusto.

"The bunny ran too fast, and it couldn't see the turtle. Well, the bunny must win, so it must sleep first, wake up and run again, because the little turtle runs too slow!"

Put your hands together and put them on one side of your cheeks.

"The little rabbit is sleeping, but the little turtle is still crawling! It is very hard!" He came to Dad's side and pointed to the father who was still slow-motion in his left hand and right hand, and said seriously.

"When the bunny gets up, it runs to the end, but it, but the little turtle has reached the end, it is faster than the bunny!" He finally finished the story.

"What does this story tell us?" Yang Lan asked in cooperation.

"That is to tell us, can't be proud! Pride is that you feel super powerful, and then you have not been crawling like a small turtle. You have to learn small turtles, you have to work hard!" Look at Dad, leave the rest Finished.

"Hey!" The applause thundered.

Everyone has rushed the little girl to give a thumbs up: "Hey, it’s very good, great!"

But instead of being so calm, the little girl was exaggerated to be a little embarrassed. She leaned on Dad’s leg and smiled slyly: "My story is over!"

After that, the little girl ran away, rushed into her mother's arms, and smirked with joy, and shyly buried her little head in her mother's warm stomach.

The Christmas party is still going on, everyone has performed the show, and even Murphy has been screamed by everyone to sing another song that everyone likes to listen to.

Ding Xiang is not as versatile as everyone, but she is courageous and learns to sing a pop song. The pitch was still a little bad, but who made Ding Xiang the producer of the small cakes at the party, worked hard, and everyone gave her a strong applause.

Guo Ziyi was even afraid of Ding Xiang’s cold field. He secretly picked a plastic flower decorated on the Christmas ring. During the singing process, Ding Xiang was sent up. This caused everyone to burst into laughter, and Ding Xiang was also blushing at him.

Christmas party, everyone is very happy. On this cold winter night, everyone gathered in a warm coffee shop, there are food and drink, and lively programs, and where is better than this? So at the end of the day, everyone still has some meaning.

But the difference is not the same. The closer she is to the night, the more she can't wait to end.