I thought it was everyday

.........

……

...

"Fuck!"

Wu Ping was completely unprepared, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

His face changed several times, subconsciously raised his face, and put on a mask.

He took three deep breaths before answering the phone.

"Hello? Xiao Yu? What do you want from Dad?"

Wu Ping spoke a little too fast.

Oops!

He wanted to slap himself.

How embarrassing to be so excited!

But there was no sound on the other side of the phone.

It seemed to be quiet, but the faint sound of breathing told him that there was someone on the other side.

"Little rain?"

Wu Ping found that something seemed wrong.

He listened carefully, and there seemed to be singing and music on the opposite side. Is it a Japanese song?

Is it the sound from the TV?

Wu Ping thought for a while, then a voice came from the other side.

"dad……"

The girl's voice carried a suppressed cry, as if she didn't want to be discovered, but she couldn't help it.

Before Wu Ping was worried, he was shocked.

That daughter actually called her dad instead of "Hello" and "Old Man"!

Wu Ping was very moved.

But he soon realized that something was wrong, and he asked nervously, "Xiao Yu, what happened?"

"I'll be right back, don't worry!"

Wu Ping quickly packed his things with his mobile phone in his hands.

His sincere words completely blew up his daughter's emotions.

"Wow——!"

A burst of crying came into his ears, making Wu Ping even more flustered: "Hey, don't scare me!"

Grass!It's gone!

He put everything on his desk, and he didn't think anyone would steal from him anyway.

Wu Ping planned to put on his coat and leave.

The man was already in a panic and was considering whether to call the police.

But as his hand reached for his coat, his daughter's voice stopped him completely.

"Dad, it's been... yes, I'm sorry..."

"..."

His hands stopped in mid-air.

The middle-aged man stiffened all over.

He felt something surge in his throat.

His eyes were red, and there was a faint glimmer of water floating in them.

His whole body was trembling slightly, his left hand holding the phone was exerting force, and his right hand was waving up and down unconsciously, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he could only clenched his fist tightly.

Can't cry.

I can't cry...

"Xiao, Xiaoyu..."

"Dad, you..."

Wu Ping heard Wu Xiaoyu's voice with nervousness and hesitation.

But in the end, she said it anyway.

"You have worked hard."

beep, beep, beep...

She hung up the phone.

Wu Ping put down the phone slowly.

He felt his soul tremble.

Worth it.

It is very difficult for a person to work hard for so many years, but when he heard his daughter say these words.

He felt it was all worth it.

Wu Ping only felt that his heart was going to explode with excitement.

Countless emotions are rolling.

Regret, sadness, powerlessness, anxiety, grievance...

In the end, it all turned into relief.

"Little rain..."

Wu Ping slowly squatted down.

He covered his face and let out a faint cry.

In the empty office, this man cried like a child.

That night, when Wu Ping rushed home, Wu Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep.

He couldn't fall asleep at all, and sat in the living room all night.

After his daughter woke up, he stood up excitedly, but he couldn't speak, and could only rub his hands nervously.

He saw his daughter's eyes were red, probably from crying for a long time.

And when Wu Xiaoyu saw him, her tears fell again.

And what he didn't expect was that his daughter rushed over and hugged him, which made his eyes wet.

But he didn't cry in front of his daughter.

After Wu Xiaoyu calmed down, the father and daughter had a good chat.

Wu Xiaoyu's heart knot is untied, although the relationship with her father will not be the same as when she was a child, but I believe it will gradually get better.

After the conversation, Wu Ping realized that such a big change in his daughter was due to a set of foreign cartoons.

He was very grateful and eager to see the cartoon that changed his family's destiny.

But unfortunately, Wu Xiaoyu has no habit of videotaping, so he can't see it.

But he works for a major newspaper. According to his daughter, this cartoon is so popular, there must be an archive as a data reserve.

Wu Ping immediately returned to the company.

He fiercely kicked open the door of the office responsible for the entertainment page.

"Is Lao Zhao there, Lao Zhao! Find out the latest episode of the alien baby Guangjiang!"

Wu Ping's uncharacteristically wild and unrestrained behavior made the audience fall silent, staring at him dumbfounded.

"Oh, old Wu..."

The old Zhao he was talking about glanced at him, gave him a self-seeking look, and then looked to the side.

Wu Ping followed his gaze and saw an old man.

Wu PingΣ(っ°Д °;)っ

The editor-in-chief with the highest status in the entire newspaper was turning to look at him.

"Emmmm."

Is it too late for me to go now?

Wu Ping showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"Hehehe, Xiao Wu also came to look for that cartoon?"

Unexpectedly, the editor-in-chief did not get angry, but asked a question with a smile.

"Yes, yes, is the editor-in-chief also...?"

"???"

Old Zhao looked at the two of them.

Is it possible... is it the rhythm of rough things?

ps: Ask for ticket collection and book list.

Chapter 45 40 Blowing to death

Ten minutes later, Lao Zhao and a group of editors were sitting in the conference room.

They looked at each other in dismay, feeling incredible at the psychedelic scene in front of them.

The TV in the meeting room is playing a set of cartoons from the administrative regions of Japan.

A group of uncles over 30 years old and an old man in his seventies are sitting in a row and watching the animation obediently.

Wu Ping and editor-in-chief Li Xue sat in the front row, pulling each other home.

From their chat before, Lao Zhao had figured out why they came here.

It's all because of this set of cartoons called Guangjiang that improved the family relationship, so I want to see what kind of work the original film is.

In fact, the editor-in-chief and Wu Ping did not ask Lao Zhao and others to accompany them. The editor-in-chief said that he could just look at it himself.

But... Lao Zhao and the others dare not.

Editor-in-chief Li Xue is over 50 years old and has worked in journalism for more than [-] years.

He serves as the editor-in-chief here, more to suppress one's luck, and usually does not take action at all, and is replaced by the deputy editor-in-chief.

Although he doesn't do anything, as long as he is there, people's hearts will be stable.

In the eyes of everyone, he is an old fairy.

Wouldn't it be fatal if the old god didn't take good care of him when he came?

Of course, everyone couldn't help being utilitarian in their hearts, thinking that if they could be favored by the old gods, they would be prosperous.

Numerous probing eyes shot at Wu Ping, all wondering what kind of py transaction he had to use to chat so openly with the editor-in-chief.

Everyone didn't quite believe the reason he said.

What was reconciled by a set of cartoons that changed the character of the daughter.

How can there be such a mysterious thing in the world.

But even the editor-in-chief said so, so everyone was skeptical.

So, half curious, half full of the idea of ​​taking advantage of the opportunity to flatter, they all rushed to the meeting room.