Passing the air top flow with the baby to chase the husband

Xiao Linzi recited poems in five languages ​​fluently, successfully overwhelmed his father and became the number one searched.

Unbeknownst to them, the two little puppies of the Fu family, who were already raging on the Internet, were bickering with each other in the background.

Xiao Xizi hugged Fu Yicheng and complained: "Xiao Linzi performs this every time, it's so boring."

"It's boring because you don't understand." Xiao Linzi was not convinced, "You know how to perform and sing every time, but you can't sing well."

"You're the one who sings badly! You don't even dare to sing!" Xiao Xizi hugged Fu Yicheng tightly, "I have my father singing with me today, it's absolutely beautiful."

Fu Yicheng wears headphones and listens to songs while memorizing lyrics. As a professor of musical theater, he can sing many songs and remember the lyrics of many songs, including French, German, and Italian, but it does not include nursery rhymes. .

The melody of the nursery rhymes is simple, and Fu Yicheng can almost sing along after listening to it a few times, just memorize the lyrics.

Soon, it was Xiao Xizi's turn to play.

Xiao Xizi put on a glittering princess dress, with a bow the size of her face was pinned on her head, her little face was flushed because of shyness, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

Fu Yi was like a little servant next to the princess, carrying the princess's big skirt and following her on stage, and worried whether the bow on the princess' head would be too heavy, and whether it would not grow longer if it weighed on her head.

I am very worried.

The music started, and the servant sang along with the confident princess.

After Fu Yucheng came on stage in Hua Muer's live broadcast, some viewers were even stuck out of the live broadcast room because of too much traffic.

There are so many bullet screens that the live broadcast interface is directly frozen into a ppt:

——"Ahhhhhhh what kind of fairy baby is this, don't try to trick me into giving birth to a daughter!"

——"Fu Yicheng is so humble in front of his daughter, he laughed to death as if seeing a daughter slave."

——"Fu Yicheng is so sloppy in private, he doesn't even put on makeup or haircut, he just wears casual clothes, and the matching is also very fascinating. Even if he doesn't plan to be an idol in the future, he doesn't have to be so messy. "

——"Gangzhen, Fu Yicheng without makeup is quite capable."

——"I heard it right, right? Fu Yicheng sang a nursery rhyme and still lip-synced? He didn't make any sound in that part, right? I only heard her daughter's voice."

——"I seem to have forgotten the words, I am speechless, and my singing is weird... Is it out of tune?"

——"It's not out of tune, it seems a bit like Bel Canto? But it feels a little more popular than Bel Canto?"

—— "Then I believe that he is out of tune..."

……

On his mobile phone, Mustache saw "#起依成歌#" rising more and more on the hot search list, and looked up at Mr. Ye uneasily.

I saw Mr. Ye frowning and staring at the live broadcast, completely gone from his previous playful smile, and didn't speak for a long time.

The mustache closed his eyes, thinking about it.

After the song was over, Fu Yicheng knew that he hadn't performed well, and he forgot the lyrics in the middle, so he looked at Xiao Xizi a little guilty.

After Xiao Xizi finished the curtain call with her skirt in hand, she threw herself into Fu Yicheng's arms and said in a low voice, "Father, we performed really well today. It's the most applause."

Fu Yicheng was about to leave the stage with Xiao Xizi in his arms, when he saw a young lady who had been holding a mobile phone in the audience and shouted loudly: "Mr. Fu, let's do a song alone!"

This sound seemed to stir up a thousand waves, the parents and children below echoed, and even the little host clapped his hands and booed.

He didn't want to sing because of the cost. The audio equipment in the kindergarten was relatively poor. He felt a little uncomfortable listening to it, but seeing Xiao Xizi's bright eyes looking at him expectantly, he really couldn't say the words to refuse.

"What is Mr. Fu performing?" asked the young lady below, "Would you like to sing your famous song?"

Fu Yicheng didn't know what his famous song was, so he shook his head quickly.

The mustache on the other side of the screen was relieved when he saw shaking his head. He knew how much the product weighed. The live broadcast couldn’t be tuned, and the sound effect was poor, so he paid it to the half-baked level. After singing, he was executed in public every minute.

Then I saw that guy holding up the microphone and saying, "I'll play "WhoAmI" for everyone."

Mustache: "..."

What the hell?This Tie Hanhan can't even sing Chinese songs, how can he have the courage to sing foreign songs?

Xiao Huzi looked at the taunts in the live broadcast room, and felt that he didn't need to call Fu Yicheng anymore, and calling 120 was more or less the same.

I'm afraid that when Fu Yicheng opens his mouth, he can poke at him directly, and Suxiao Jiuxin Pill won't be able to save him.

Probably God heard his request. During the live broadcast, the kindergarten said that if there is no accompaniment for this song, do you want to change it.

Mustache clenched his fists and shouted in his heart: Come down the steps and stop singing!

If you step down now, there is still time to restore everything.

I saw that Hanhan scratching his head, a little distressed, and then helplessly asked the kindergarten to borrow the piano, saying that he wanted to play and sing by himself.

Xiao Huzi completely gave up now, and he also knew that he had paid for his piano skills. In the one-week crash course for TV dramas, he could only play a short section of "Little Star Variations".

An idol, with slightly messy hair, out of makeup and lighting, wearing out-of-the-box casual clothes, playing an unskilled piano, and singing out-of-key songs.

Mustache feels that he knows what tomorrow's headlines will criticize without even thinking about it.

Mustache rubbed his phone, thinking about how to get the phone number of the internet celebrity mother, and ask her to interrupt the live broadcast.

Hua Muer in the audience didn't expect that Fu Yicheng could listen to her new song and send traffic to herself.

If Fu Yicheng had dressed up carefully today and kept a distance from the children for the first time, then her live broadcast room would not be so popular, and maybe she would be besieged by fans.

But Fu Yicheng's almost suicidal series of performances today made her live broadcast instantly popular. It was the first time in her life that she was on the trending list. The live broadcast platform also specially repaired and expanded the server for her urgently. In order to allow her to continue filming, The rewards from the audience surged like barrage.

This is all achieved through hard work.

Hua Mu'er was a little embarrassed, but was forced by life to have a hard heart.

As a single mother, she had difficulties that others could not imagine at the beginning. Since then, she has learned to be ruthless to herself and even more ruthless to others.

The kindergarten teachers moved to the piano in a hurry, Fu Yicheng sat over, played a short piece to test the sound, and nodded gently to the teachers to thank them.

Hua Mu'er felt that Fu Yicheng who was sitting in front of the piano had become different. He was like an ordinary father when he sang nursery rhymes just now, but now his whole body's temperament has changed completely.

His back was straightened, his head was raised slightly, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and his expression obviously didn't change much, but it looked extraordinarily vivid.

With the sound of the first note, Fu Yicheng's fingers deftly danced on the piano, and the rhythm was very beautiful.Fu Yucheng's expression also subtly changed following the prelude, as if he is now facing a particularly intense psychological struggle and is making a very tangled decision.

Hua Muer scanned the barrage and found that everyone was in disbelief:

——"Oh my God, Fu Yicheng is so good at playing piano? I always thought he was acting like a fake in idol dramas."

——"Hands look so good, I want to lick them."

——"I'm done. I think he is very handsome at the moment. You must know that my little friend gave me Amway for two full years, and I didn't get his point."

——"I actually saw acting skills from his expression? I can actually feel the emotions he wants to express? Am I crazy or the world is crazy?"

……

The prelude was very short, and Hua Mu'er soon saw that Fu Yucheng spoke, and the rich and powerful voice that came out of the first sentence was transmitted to her ears through the device, causing dense goosebumps to appear on her arms in an instant.

Hua Mu'er didn't know how to describe it, but she felt as if she was not listening to the song, but watching a person's struggling demands. Achievement is the character inside, singing about his life experience.

Hua Mu'er covered her mouth, she was so amazed by the scene that she didn't want to watch her live broadcast, so she didn't know that after Fu Yucheng spoke, the bullet screens rarely disappeared, leaving a blank space for a long time.

After a long time, someone slowly appeared and spoke:

——"What happened? I just squeezed in. Why didn't there be a barrage? Did I not open it?"

——"Although I don't understand, I was shocked."

——"I just came back from listening to the song, and my mother asked me why I was kneeling on the stool."

——"To explain to you ignorant mortals, this is the track from the classic musical "Les Miserables". It is super difficult to sing."

——"Fuck, it doesn't matter whether he sings accurately or not, this performance is amazing."

——"I just studied musical theater. I must say that this performance is amazing. My professional teacher may not be as good as him, especially the last 24601. You may not know how many musical theater masters knelt down on this high note." Down."

——"When everyone turned to black fans, I turned a little bit from black fans to fans. Don't call me QAQ."

……

Hua Muer suddenly remembered that once when she was going to an awards ceremony, she sneaked backstage and wanted to take photos with celebrities, and heard Fu Yicheng's manager request the organizer not to sing, saying that Fu Yicheng was unwell. She didn't expect to find out today Turns out that wasn't an excuse.

No matter what, when the live broadcast was over, Hua Muer decided that she would post a long article on Weibo to praise the performance.

To repay the traffic and shock that Fu Yicheng brought to himself.

Mustache let out a long sigh of relief, secretly wiped the sweat off his palms on his trousers, and smiled falsely at Mr. Ye who was staring at the live broadcast.

Then he showed his momentum, pointed his hand at the live broadcast screen and said, "Mr. Ye, a celebrity, his ability is definitely not in negotiation, but in his strength."

Mr. Ye seemed to be just waking up, he hesitated for a while, then coughed a few times to clear his throat and said, "Well, you can bring him to sign the contract in a few days."

Seeing Xiao Huzi leaving excitedly, Mr. Ye took out his mobile phone in a panic, dialed a number, and called twice in a row before getting through.

Before waiting for the other side to speak, Mr. Ye hurriedly shouted: "Brother! Brother! Don't hang up! I really have something urgent this time!"

"I found my lost prince!"

"Two! Twins!"