MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 112 He was scared of the wind

The contract matter was signed by Li Fan and Zhao Feng.

Although Zhao Feng is a black eye for the entertainment industry, at this time, in this restaurant, he is like a baby, looking at the contract word by word, how can he not understand the problem, he immediately said.

Xue Qian took a look at the side, and then stepped on the sofa and sat on the side of Meng Meng.

"Little girl, how beautiful are you, so cute?" Xue Qian said with a smile.

“Is it very cute and beautiful?” Meng Meng’s big eyes flickered and flashed, explaining her happy mood.

"Of course, you are the most beautiful and cute little girl I have ever seen."

"Giggle... amount... little brother, you are cute and beautiful." Meng Meng laughed and said.

"No, oh, my little brother should be handsome. That cute, you see me and your dad who is handsome?" Xue Qian said, Meng Meng said.

"amount?"

Meng Meng a glimpse, then snorted, the small body tied to Zhang Han's arms, said: "I am handsome, I am the most handsome, you are not good to see beautiful, hehe."

"Ha ha ha..." Xue Qiang smiled heartily.

Zhang Han also smiled and shook his head. For him, Meng Meng was happy, and the others were not important.

"Zhang Ge, your daughter is very good." Xue Qian felt that the timing was almost the same, and Mr. Zhang had some outsiders, so he called Zhang Ge, which seemed almost.

"That is natural." Zhang Han said with a smile, his face also raised such a pride, as if to say that there is such a cute and well-behaved daughter, a feeling of his life.

"Right, Zhang Ge, I am asking you something." Xue Qian thought about it.

"Ok."

"Where did you write this actor? I think Zhang Ge’s musical skill is really ok."

This song made him feel that he had written it in his bones. At this time, he saw Zhang Han, and there was quite a feeling that the hero saw it.

Zhang Han laughed and said nothing.

Under what circumstances did you write it? Write in the case of rebirth, re-create the song you are on you.

"Amount..." Xue Qiang indulged, said: "Zhang Ge, I will give you a contact information? We can exchange music in the future."

"I do not have time."

Zhang Han refused directly.

This is not to let Xue Qiang slightly glimpse, then smiled bitterly, and at the same time there is a little understanding in my heart.

The character of the literati is sometimes eccentric, and there is nothing wrong with it. Zhang Han is a super literary person in his heart.

I just didn't expect the peak circuit to turn. After Zhang Ge poured cold water on the face, the next sentence made him excited again:

"If you have a song, I can write a few for you."

"Ah?" Li Fan, who had signed the contract, was overjoyed after hearing this. He hurriedly said: "That's great. Mr. Zhang is only a big fight. The songs written are definitely good. Then we will wait for Mr. Zhang. Good news."

This sentence Li Fan said is not a heart-warming, because classic songs are rare and difficult to write. Even those famous songwriters are not every song is a classic, or even a pole. Less songs are classics.

However, this is true, but Li Fan will still say it. After all, this actor is absolutely in front of him.

It’s just a little surprising that Zhang Han said casually after he looked at his eyes: "Come now."

"Ah? Now?" Several people have stopped.

"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded and hugged Meng Meng into his arms. He said: "Is it cute to go to the studio?"

Do not doubt, if Meng Meng said no, then Zhang Han will definitely not go, but fortunately Meng Meng slightly thought about it and nodded, said: "Okay, go to the studio to play, hehe... Meng Meng also wants to sing."

"Well, then I will let Meng Meng sing first." Zhang Han smiled and said.

After talking about her, he took the lead and went out.

Li Fan and Xue Qian followed, and Zhao Feng thought about it and went up. He planned to go together, and he would come back for lunch.

So Zhao Feng drove the car to the last side.

At the same time, on the opposite side of the street, in a black Mercedes-Benz car, a man with a tattoo on his neck had a sneer at the corner of his mouth after seeing this scene:

"Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng, I haven't seen you for a few days. Have you already reached the point of giving a restaurant owner a hand?"

The cold tone was full of irony. After saying a word, he started the car and turned around. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed a phone call:

"Don, the previous news can be confirmed, Zhao Feng, he is indeed in a restaurant like a man, I think, he really has problems, then this restaurant..."

......

Once again, I came to the recording studio. The staff saw that it was not exciting after Xue Qian’s arrival. It was a few photos taken.

"Hey, Meng Meng still wants to sing."

When Meng Meng entered the studio, she reminded me.

"Of course, Meng Meng first sang." Zhang Han smiled and said: "What songs will Meng Meng sing?"

"amount?"

Meng Meng's bright and shining big eyes, then he whispered a small mouth, two small palms stick out, count the fingers of his left hand with his right hand, the milk channel: "Hey... Meng Meng will, one will , two, three... oh... just a few English songs."

"Yeah, Meng Meng will still have English songs? It's amazing." Li Fan said with amazement.

Meng Meng listened and looked at Li Fan, a serious saying: "I will be several."

"Yes, Meng Meng is awesome." Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"What kind of song does Meng Meng want to sing?" Zhang Han asked.

"i'mgoingtosingapricetag (I want to sing a pricetag)" The little princess has started speaking in English in advance.

"Hey, Meng Meng's English is very good." Li Fan stunned slightly, did not expect the little guy's spoken English to be so fluent.

Children who can speak English from a young age are considered to be highly educated in their view. Although English-speaking children are everywhere in Hong Kong, it is really rare to be fluent to her.

This is also why he does not know that Meng Meng was originally born in North America, and it would be strange if he was not fluent.

"That line, sing this one first."

Zhang Han is holding Meng Meng standing in front of the microphone and holding a large earphone next to the cute ear.

Soon, the accompaniment sounded.

"okay, handsomedaddy, brotherandmengmeng, youready, (ok, handsome, my brothers, and Meng Meng, I am ready)"

Meng Meng is most familiar with this song, and has changed the name of the original lyrics.

When she was about to sing, the little princess's expression was very cute. Her big eyes flashed and flickered. Her little brain swayed with the rhythm. She sang with a small mouth and began to sing:

"seemslikeeverybody'sgotaprice...moneymoneymoney....."

Meng Meng opened her mouth to sing, and her milky and tender children’s voice has already made people intoxicated, especially the fluent and pure English, which makes Li Fan, Xue Qian, and even Zhao Feng somewhat surprised.

Even Li Fan still feels that Meng Meng will fully display the price tag of the children's version of the song. In addition to the tone, the tone is not biased.

‘Mr. Zhang is really amazing. He can cultivate such a good daughter, which shows that Mr.’s music is really terrible! ’

Li Fan’s heart repeatedly praised.

An English song was sung by Meng Meng without a bit of Kardon.

"Hey..."

After the song was over, everyone, including the outside recording crew, couldn’t help but swell.

"Wow, cute, you are amazing!"

“Meng Meng’s English is so fluent!”

"..."

A tribute of praise made Meng Meng raise a small brain, she smiled happily, and could not help but say: "Well, hemp, I am singing better."

Everyone laughed and said a few words, Meng Meng was noisy and sang the next song.

At this time, the studio seemed to become a cute toy. She sang one song at a time, and Zhang Han had been holding Meng Meng. After playing for about half an hour, she was able to sing enough.

"Meng Meng, you sit there and rest for a while, Dad gets their songs." Zhang Han took out a facial tissue and wiped the sweat on his forehead after Meng Meng.

"Oh... okay, hey, you have to hurry a little, Meng Meng is a little hungry."

"Okay, it will be very soon."

Zhang Han nodded.

This scene in Li Fan's view, he still could not help but sighed.

How can a song be done so well? Even if the music is high, it is not said to do it.

The speed that is made quickly is not called a song. It is called a ghost crying.

And looking at Zhang Han's appearance, it seems that there is no preparation, even if he is in awesome, it is impossible to make a song in a short time!

However, it turns out that in this short period of time, Zhang Han did not make a song.

Because he did two directly.

Li Fan's expression in this period of time seems to be able to make an expression pack.

At first his expression was light and he did not believe it.

But after seeing Zhang Han making a very good music accompaniment for half an hour, Li Fan’s eyes already contained surprise.

I also saw Zhang Han fill in the lyrics in two minutes.

Li Fan’s eyes have gradually rounded up.

Soon, after the first song was auditioned by Xue Qian, Li Fan listened to the effect of the music. His mouth could already put an egg down. He said that he was almost exaggerated and almost saw his stomach.

Xue Qiang performed much better than him because he was completely intoxicated in the world of songs and could not extricate himself.

At the end of the first song, Zhang Han began to accompaniment of the second song, and Xue Qian sang several times:

"In any case, the feelings of the present are all embarrassing. You don't have to be embarrassed. Look for a match..."

Soon, the accompaniment of the second song came out, and the lyrics were filled in less than two minutes.

"How long can it last after the waves hit the hills. He may only praise you for a backflow. The delicate flowers will wait for you to stay for a long time after being in full bloom. Or the poet broke his heart and changed the lyrics." ....."

At the end of the second song, Li Fan was already forced.

His eyes almost fell off, his body looked like an old man, trembled, squatting, pointing at Zhang Han, his lips squirming, trying to talk but found his tongue was not good.

So he blushed his cheeks and tried to pronounce it. Finally, he screamed out loudly:

"How come so fast!"

"This is impossible!"

"This unscientific!"

"Amount?" Meng Meng, who was playing on the side, looked at Li Fan with a strange expression. He said: "That, what happened to that brother..."

"He was scared and swayed." Zhao Feng hurriedly patted Meng Meng's back and said softly.

"Pumping, pumping?" The big eyes of Meng Meng are full of curiosity, and the milk channel: "Hey... What is the wind?"

"Well.... The wind is like him. Yes, his mad expression is a sigh."

Zhao Feng once again looked at Li Fan, who was like a madman, and gave a positive answer.