From the cute baby star

Chapter 120 Don't See Auntie Xia Qingyan
Yancheng, Weibo company building.

In the manager's office of the audit department, a middle-aged woman was reading a document, and a young male employee stood in front of the desk.

"Qin Junhao, eight and a half years old, from Jiangcheng, a genius child prodigy in Jiangcheng, the champion of the children's group of the Xinghai Cup that just ended, and was invited to participate in the recording of the "Xiaguo Poetry Conference""

After reading this information, manager Xu Yan felt that the "resume" of this little cute baby is really not simple.

The Weibo review department received an account verification today claiming to be the champion of the Xinghai Cup.

And coincidence.

The champion of the Xinghai Cup happened to be on Weibo's trending search today. Although the ranking is very low, the popularity continues to rise.

"Xiao Chen, have you finished proofreading all the audit materials?"

Xu Yan raised her head, looked at the young male employee and asked.

"Yeah, Manager Xu, we've already finished the audit and proofreading. Because it's a special certification audit, we need your instruction from Manager Xu."

The young male employee nodded and replied.

"Have you checked the Xinghai Cup?" Xu Yan asked again.

"Already confirmed."

"Alright, this little cute baby has taken up two trending searches in one day today. Although the popularity of the trending searches is not too high, it is quite promising. If it is confirmed that there is no problem, then pass the certification review."

Weibo will naturally not miss people who can bring traffic and popularity to Weibo.

"Okay, Manager Xu. In fact, Manager Xu, I really like this cute baby. I've seen his video. He's so cute."

The young male employee couldn't help but say.

Xu Yan smiled when she heard the words: "Okay, let's go to work."

After the young male employee left the office, Xu Yan clicked on the Weibo homepage, searched for "Qin Junhao", and found the account.

The avatar is an emoticon package that was very popular on the Internet before, and it is also Qin Junhao himself.

Xu Yan remembered that this emoji was very popular.

When it was the hottest, it was even on Weibo's hot search list for three hours, but at that time, everyone didn't notice the original owner of the emoji.

That is Qin Junhao.

Now, this little cute baby finally came to Weibo to register and verify his account.

"This kid is so good."

Xu Yan just read Qin Junhao's certification information, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

At the same time, it reminded Xu Yan of her son, who was about the same age as Qin Junhao, both eight or nine years old.

But the gap is too big. The last time my son took the math test, he was No. 1 in the class.

Think here.

Xu Yan had a headache, no way, after she got off work today, she could beat her son again.

On Qin Junhao's side, after everyone finished the lunch together, in the afternoon, led by Meng Peipei's "tour guide", they went to visit the nearby scenic spots in Yancheng.

It was not until six o'clock in the afternoon that I returned to the hotel.

Miss Lin Shiqiu also went back to the hotel where she was staying, and Meng Peipei went home.

Everyone made an appointment for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and Meng Peipei, a native of Yancheng, will be the tour guide to visit the Forbidden City and the Great Wall.

After returning to the hotel, Qin Junhao took a shower, dragged his tired body, lay down on the sofa, and listened to soothing pure music.

Mom and Aunt Xia Qingyan were chatting.

Dad was watching a football game.

Xiao Hei was taken by Qu Xiaomu's sister, because she likes Qin Junhao's pet cat very much, and it happens that she is in Yancheng for the past few days. sky.

Although Aunt Jiang Liner was allergic to cat fur, it was only a short day or two, and Aunt Jiang Liner finally agreed.

Qin Junhao was squinting his eyes and listening to pure music when his father's voice suddenly came from his ear.

"son."

Taking off the earphones, Qin Junhao looked at his father and asked, "Dad, what's the matter?"

"The assistant of Mr. Chen from the Elegant Group said that she would come to us this afternoon to sign a commercial endorsement contract, but she was too busy to come over in time, so she planned to come over tomorrow morning."

Qin Dalei told his son about this matter.

Then I told my wife Lin Yushuang again.

"I know dad, by the way, dad, did you ask when the commercial will be filmed?" Qin Junhao asked cutely, tilting his head.

"That's not true, I'll ask again."

Qin Dalei muttered, and asked Xiaoli, the female assistant of Mr. Chen of the Elegant Group, on WeChat.

Xiaoli: Mr. Qin, the specific shooting date of the commercial is tentative, but it should be within a month, and our company will notify you in advance.

"Son, I'm not sure, I'll let you know when the time comes."

Qin Dalei shouted to his son after seeing Xiaoli's reply.

"Know it."

After Qin Junhao responded, he yawned.

I'm a little sleepy.

It is indeed a lot of energy consumption today, and it is a competition, and I am nervous to prepare the birthday song "Listen to Mom" ​​for my mother, and I went to play in the afternoon.

Qin Junhao has a kid's physique, so he naturally wants to sleep after taking a bath and listening to nursery rhymes.

"Son, do you still remember that Aunt Qingyan told you last time that after you won the Xinghai Cup, she will invest in you to open a piano training institution?"

At this time, mother Lin Yushuang said to Qin Junhao again.

Yawning again, Qin Junhao squeezed his sleepy eyes, nodded and said, "Well, remember, is Aunt Qingyan really planning to invest in opening a piano training institution?"

"That's right, little Junhao, you are now a golden signboard." Xia Qingyan said with a smile.

"But I don't want to teach."

Qin Junhao shook his head.

Although he is very good at playing the piano and won the Xinghai Cup, but if he is asked to teach others, Qin Junhao doesn't have the interest and leisure time.

"Pfft."

Xia Qingyan covered her mouth and laughed: "Little darling, why would you be willing to let you teach, then I wouldn't exhaust you to death, it is an invested piano training institution, using your name."

"Oh~, just like my father's education and training institution, isn't it? Ask other teachers to teach."

Qin Junhao came to his senses.

I was too sleepy just now, and even my brain reacted a little slower.

If he had been in a state of high spirits, Qin Junhao must have understood what Aunt Xia Qingyan meant.

"Little Junhao is really smart. I will invest the money and open it in Jiangcheng. We each get [-]." Xia Qingyan said straightforwardly.

"Don't, don't, Qingyan, it seems that we don't do anything, just take 50%, isn't it appropriate?"

Lin Yushuang felt that her family was taking too much advantage.

Xia Qingyan glared at Lin Yushuang, and said with a serious face: "Yushuang, your son is worth 50% if you are with me. If you don't want to, then I can give all the money I earn to Xiao Junhao." gone."

"Hehehe, thank you, Aunt Qingyan." Qin Junhao was very happy when he heard that.

However, the piano training institution opened by Fan has a certain scale, and then he advertises to recruit students as the champion of the Xinghai Cup.

You can make a lot of money a year.

"Look, little Junhao doesn't even see me, you're still hypocritical." Xia Qingyan rolled her eyes at her best friend Lin Yushuang.

"Well, mother, you should discuss this matter with Aunt Qingyan."

After speaking, Qin Junhao got up from the sofa, put on his little sandals, and walked to the bedroom.

"Mom and Dad, Aunt Qingyan, I'm going to bed, good night."

Standing at the door of the bedroom, Qin Junhao said goodnight to his parents and Aunt Qingyan.

"Good night son."

"Good night, Junhao."

Click.

Go into the bedroom and close the door.

Lying on the bed, covered with a small quilt, Qin Junhao fell asleep.

But I always feel that there is something missing before going to bed as in the previous life on Earth.

Traditional craftsmanship?

Seems like the tool doesn't allow it.

(End of this chapter)