I want to be the king of entertainment

Chapter 288 Fairy Tales
The video caused a lot of commotion on the Internet, and various news media scrambled to forward it, and the popularity temporarily suppressed "Mysterious Mentor", which was on fire.

Wang Yu also saw this video.

The moment he saw the video, he had an idea.

That is to do something.

He thought of a fairy tale from another world called "Little Rabbit Be Good".

It tells the story of the little rabbit fighting the big bad wolf wisely, and at the same time tells the children not to trust strangers.

If the story is hard to remember, then this story is accompanied by a song, a song that children like to sing very much.

Although telling a story is a story, it has a limited effect, but as long as it can play a role, it is good.

Just do it.

"Jiang Yue, go and call Xiaoying over."

Wang Yu said to Jiang Yue.

The filming of "Stars on Earth" has finished, and Lin Zhou is preparing for the film "The Story of Hachiko the Faithful Dog", so he returned to the company after being free for the past two days.

After giving Jiang Yue the instructions, he took out a pen and paper and began to write and draw.

Soon, a nursery rhyme was completed.

"Xiaoying, record this song for half an hour. It's a nursery rhyme, very simple."

Passed the word spectrum to Xiaoying.

"Good boss."

Xiaoying didn't say anything, and left the office with the lyrics.

Since the boss said that it can be completed in half an hour, it must be no problem.

After Xiaoying left, Wang Yu turned on his mobile Weibo and started editing fairy tales.

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Yue asked curiously.

"Write a fairy tale again."

Wang Yu said without raising his head.

"fairy tales."

Jiang Yue's eyes lit up, "Is it because of the traffickers?"

"Ah."

Wang Yu responded.

It took more than ten minutes to edit before it was completed.

But he was not in a hurry to release it, he was waiting for Xiaoying to record the song.

After more than 20 minutes, there was a message notification on the mobile phone Weichat, which was sent by Xiaoying.

Song recording is complete.

Wang Yu opened it and listened to it.

The simple melody is matched with Xiaoying's melodious voice.

not bad.

After replying to Xiaoying.

Wang Yu edited the music on Weichat and posted it together with the story.

"A simple fairy tale, parents can tell their children to listen to, and there is also a nursery rhyme, everyone can download it for free, I hope it can be helpful to children."

As soon as Weibo was posted, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I'll go, Brother Bird has already written fairy tales, and Niu criticized my brother."

"There are not only fairy tales, but also nursery rhymes."

"Brother Bird is Brother Bird, and he still does things at such a speed."

"Little rabbit, it sounds cute. After reading it, I feel childish. Is this okay? But the nursery rhyme is very nice, did Xiaoying sing it?"

"It was Xiaoying's voice."

"The story is too simple, it can be said to be naive, is it useful?"

"It's right to be childish. It's not for adults, it's for children."

"That's right, don't put your mind on children. When you look at those children's cartoons, they are very childish and even look embarrassing. However, children watch them with gusto."

"Okay, let the children know if they listen to it."

Everyone is talking about the fairy tale released by Wang Yu.

Zhang Wen is a precious mother with a three-year-old son.

The son is chubby and very cute, but there is one thing, very naughty, which makes people angry and love every day.

Moreover, the son does not recognize his birth, and he is familiar with everyone.

This gave Zhang Wen a little headache.

Every time when he was walking downstairs, if he neglected, he could be seen walking with others.

At home, as soon as I heard someone knocking on the door, I opened the door quite actively, and cried if I refused.

She told her son over and over again, don't follow strangers, be careful of bad people, otherwise you won't be able to see your mother if you lose it.

However, this did not form a good educational effect on the son.

So, every time, she could only stare at her son seriously.

Watching the news about the arrest of human traffickers also made her more vigilant.

Because, after arresting this trafficker, there are other traffickers.

If her son is cheated by human traffickers, she doesn't know what to do next.

Thinking about her son's bad habits, she was even more troubled.

I hope there is a good way for my son to get rid of this bad habit.

At this moment, a message came from her Weibo to remind her that it was someone she followed who posted the Weibo.

I took a look, and it was the idol Wang Yu's.

And what was released was a message about protecting children, a fairy tale story.

Seeing the story, her eyes lit up immediately. This fairy tale is not bad, it is very educational.

As for childishness, she has read so many fairy tales to her son, there is no one who is not childish.

It was meant to be seen by children.

It's complicated, and they can't understand it.

There are not only stories, but also a nursery rhyme.

Click to play.

With the beautiful melody, the pleasant voice sounded.

Be good, little rabbit~
open the door~

hurry up~

i want to come in...

The song is very nice, even Xiaoying feels good.

At this moment, the son who was playing with toys in the living room ran over when he heard this song,

"Mom, I want to sing, I want to sing."

When Zhang Wen saw it, she immediately felt that something was going on, so she began to guide her son,
"Does the baby like this song?"

"luv't."

The son said quickly.

"Does the baby know what song this is?"

Zhang Wen asked again.

The son shook his head, "I don't know."

"This song, call the little rabbit to be good, why do you call the little rabbit to be good, because the little rabbit met the big bad wolf..."

Zhang Wen then drew her son's attention to fairy tales.

He told the fairy tales to his son emotionally.

"Little rabbits are so smart, baby, are you as smart as them?"

After speaking, Zhang Wen asked.

"Well, I'm as smart as a bunny."

The son nodded immediately.

"Really, then mom will test you. If someone knocks on the door, what should you do?"

Zhang Wen asked.

The son suddenly showed a thoughtful expression,

"I won't open the door."

"Why don't you open the door?"

"Because of the big bad wolf."

"What if it's mom?"

"Mom will open the door."

Hearing his son's answer, Zhang Wen was immediately elated, hugged his son and kissed him,
"The baby is so good, he learned it so quickly, then mother will teach the baby how to sing next?"

"Okay, I'm going to sing, I'm going to sing."

"Little rabbit, be good, open the door~"

One taught the other to sing and had a great time.

What made Zhang Wen even happier was that a little fairy tale changed her son's mind.

Of course, she also understands that this is just the beginning. Next, she needs to be guided step by step, and it will definitely get better and better.

Thinking of this, she admired Wang Yu quite a lot.

"Sure enough, Brother Bird is Brother Bird, that's amazing."

"Buzz~"

At this moment, someone in the kindergarten parent group sent a message.

"Parents, take a look at Wang Yu's Weibo. He posted a fairy tale and nursery rhyme. I told it to my daughter, and she actually told me that she will not open the door to strangers in the future. You can give it to yourself. The children talk about it, the effect is very good, and there are also nursery rhymes, which are also very pleasant to listen to."

"really?"

"I gonna go see."

"I read it to my son too, and the response was great."

Seeing this, Zhang Wen smiled immediately, and also posted her situation for everyone's reference.

Not long after, the teacher also appeared.

"Parents, please tell your children Mr. Wang Yu's fairy tale. The story is very good, and the nursery rhyme is also very good. You can teach it to your children. When we have class tomorrow, we will also teach the children to sing this song."

This scene happened not only in this group of parents, but also in thousands of parent groups.

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(End of this chapter)