With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Xingyue's scalp tightened in fright, and she turned her head with a pale face.

No one was seen.

In the bushes, the voice sounded again, the child's immature call: "Mommy."

Song Xingyue's eyes suddenly tightened, and her nervous heart hung in her throat. She walked towards that side step by step, and suddenly pushed aside the bushes.

A piece of pitch black.

nobody.

There is only one doll.

The doll was still making a sound: "Mommy."

Song Xingyue's expression suddenly turned ferocious, she gritted her teeth angrily, and stomped on the doll viciously to vent her anger.

The doll is still screaming.

She picked up the doll directly, shredded it vigorously, and pulled out the battery inside.

The doll finally stopped crying.

She turned around, walked back with an empty food box in one hand and a tattered doll in the other, with a sinister and cheerful smile on her lips.

Mom now, because of Song Ze's illness, has begun to sympathize with Song Yu.

Compassion is the first step to reconciliation.

She will never allow her mother to reconcile with her, otherwise, what will she do!

In the old house.

this time.

Song Ze's anxious little face was flushed, he was looking for his doll everywhere, running upstairs and downstairs.

Song Yu came out of the shower and asked him, "Haven't found it yet? Are you sure you didn't take it out?"

"No." Song Ze was very sad, and ran upstairs again humming.

"Don't worry, I won't lose it at home, Mommy will help you find it together." Song Yu looked around and looked for it while wiping her hair.

She knows that doll.

It was made by Zebao when he was playing at Xunbao's house.

Zebao made it and gave it to Xunbao.

Xunbao made it and gave it to Zebao.

The doll can not only call mommy, but also record video. It should have recorded a lot of funny things about them.

The mother and son began to look for the doll. They searched almost every corner in the house and yard, but they couldn't find it.

Song Ze sat down on the threshold like an adult, and sighed deeply: "Mommy, don't look for it anymore."

Can't find it anywhere.

He even suspected that the baby ran away with long legs.

Song Yu sat beside him and comforted him: "Mommy will accompany you to make a new one another day."

"En." Song Ze nodded his head, looked up with a melancholy expression, and looked at the stars in the sky.

The doll was not found.

Two figures, one big and one small, sat on the threshold, dragging their chins, with the same expressions and movements, as if copied and pasted.

Small sigh.

The big one sighed too.

After moaning and sighing for a long time, they looked at each other and smiled, and went back to the house to rest.

In the early hours of this day.

Song Xingji, who had finished filming the cover blockbuster, finally got off the plane, carrying two large suitcases of Mongolian specialties, got into the car happily, and went home!

According to his observation, the stinky girl and the stinky boy at home like to eat it.

Assistant Xiao Po said while driving: "Brother Ji, I received news today that Ji Lin is going to release a new song. It is rumored that the title song of his new album was written for him by asking his son to earn money to support him."

Song Xingji was still very happy at first, thinking that the two foodies at home would definitely jump up happily when they saw so much food. Hearing his words, Jun's face immediately darkened, and he asked coldly, "Are you sure about the news?"

"Basically, it's confirmed." Xiao Po felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, so he said bravely, "Sister Xue said, it's best to release our new album two months apart from him, so that we don't collide with each other."

"What do you mean? Do you think I'm inferior to him? Why should I step aside? Is he amazing? Am I afraid of him?" Song Xingji was blown up, but he was not convinced!

Ji Lin why?

Where is he better than him?

It's not because of the high quality of the songs written by earning money to support his son.

That song, even if it is sung to a pig, can be popular all over the country!

Xiao Po dared not speak.

Correct.

That's what I mean.

Release albums together, whoever sells less, who has low popularity, and whoever is suppressed at the bottom of the list will be embarrassed!

Ji Lin and Wang Zhan, who makes money to support his son, are combined, and when they come out, they can blow up the audience. Just ask the whole music circle, who is not afraid!

Song Xingji snorted and gritted his teeth: "Isn't it just writing songs? If he can find money to support his son, so can I. No matter what method you use, you must find her for me and invite her to sing."

Xiao Po reminded in a low voice: "Brother Ji, we looked for it before, but he refused. She never wrote songs for others, but only for Ji Lin."

five years ago.

When Ji Lin was at a low point in his career, he just wanted to make money to support his son. He wrote six songs for an album, and the first hit was a big hit. It swept the golden song list that year and helped him return to the top of the music scene.

That year, his album won most of the awards, including Best Song of the Year, Best Lyricist, Best Arranger, Best Male Singer, and Best Album of the Year!

Brother Ji released a song on the same day as him, and was crushed to the point of despair. There were overwhelming hot searches, and professional musicians commented: Song Xingji is not as good as Ji Lin!

At that time, Brother Ji was so angry that he used all his connections and methods to find money to raise his son.

The results of it?did not find.

Later, I tried my best to ask others, starting with Ji Lin, and asked Ji Lin to help ask, and the answer I got was: no writing!

At that time, everyone thought that earning money to support their son would take advantage of this opportunity to directly skyrocket and become a well-known songwriter in the entertainment industry.

The results of it?

She disappeared!

No one could find her.

Ji Lin's mouth is strict, and no one can get any clues from him.

just now.

The boss who disappeared for six years and created the myth of the music circle with Ji Lin reappeared.

Still cooperate with Ji Lin!

Just ask if you are angry!

"Who said that making money to raise a son is only for writing songs for Ji Lin?" Song Xingji's eyes sparkled, and he said: "If you look for her, you can spend money, it doesn't matter how much money, I don't believe it, she can still remain unmoved! "

Xiao Po didn't dare to say anything else, and said, "Understood, I will tell Sister Xue."

He is an assistant, not a manager. He just told him the latest news. The rest is still up to Sister Xue.

Ji Lin is going to release a new album, once again cooperating with the mysterious song god 'make money to raise a son' recognized in the music circle.

Song Xingji's good mood is gone.

angry.

Lie down by the window and look out.

look at.

His eyes suddenly locked on one place, his eyes suddenly tightened, and he shouted: "Stop! Stop!"