My daughter is so annoying

Qingqing pursed her mouth.

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "It's a child's nature to play, so don't talk about her."

"You always spoil her."

"I work hard to make money so that you, mother and daughter, can live the life you want. Besides, Qingqing is obedient among her peers. You don't know how much I spent when I was young."

"How expensive is it?"

Fang Cheng shook his head and said with a smile: "I won't talk about those ridiculous things, so as not to spoil the children, haha."

Yang Yueyue put a piece of ribs in Fangcheng's bowl: "Eat quickly, don't talk any more during the meal."

Tao Yuer was silent for a moment.

Yang Yueyue couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Qingqing and Xiao Yu'er can talk."

Tao Qian was busy until after eight o'clock in the evening before coming to pick up Xiao Yu'er. Xiao Yu'er was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep, and Tao Qian was full of apologies.

Fang Cheng found a quilt that Qingqing used when she was a child, wrapped Tao Yu'er up, and carried her to Tao Qian's car.

"Thank you so much, I will treat you to a meal next time I have a chance."

"Don't worry about it. I was the only one who took care of my daughter when she was young, and I'm used to it. Besides, Xiao Yu'er is very obedient, so I don't need to take care of her."

Tao Qian laughed: "Then I'll go back first."

"En." Fang Cheng waved his hands and watched the car leave.

Fang Cheng revised the script written during the day on the first floor, and changed it to after nine o'clock before turning off the lights. He went upstairs and walked to the bed. Fang Cheng saw that Qingqing had already squeezed into the bed, so he lay down next to Qingqing, covered him with a quilt, and Fang Cheng Lightly fell into sleep.

The next morning.

When Fang Cheng was still practicing in the yard, Qingqing went downstairs to hug Fang Cheng and asked, "Is Baba going to pick up Tao Yuer today?"

"Let's not go."

After Qingqing heard this, she immediately became a little unhappy, her sullen look was really cute.

Fang Cheng pulled Qingqing aside and explained: "There will be opportunities in the future, you can't just think about having someone to play with you, you must know that Xiao Yu'er also has poop, if I send you to Uncle Tao's house all day , would you like to?"

Qingqing blinked her eyes, pouted and said, "I don't want it."

"Yes, so you have to understand Xiao Yu'er and Xiao Yu'er's father."

"OK then."

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Don't be sad, Dad will teach you how to sing later, okay?"

Qingqing suddenly showed the little pear on her lips and smiled, "Papa, what song are we singing?"

"Sing a song that no one has ever sung, Papa only teaches Qingqing to sing it alone."

"Okay, then I'm going to brush my teeth first."

Fang Cheng said: "Let Ma Ma squeeze toothpaste for you, don't use Ma Ma's facial cleanser as toothpaste again."

"Hmph, I already know how to write the word toothpaste."

Fang Cheng smiled and continued to practice Baguazhang.

In the morning, Fang Cheng took Qingqing to sing in the karaoke room.

Fang Cheng first made a simple accompaniment, then handed Qingqing a microphone, and said with a microphone himself: "Okay, Baba will sing it first, and Qingqing will listen to it first to see if she likes it. If Qingqing doesn't like it, Papa will change one."

"Good~"

Press the Enter key, and the accompaniment sounded in the room.

Yang Yueyue sat quietly aside.

Fang Cheng took the microphone and sang softly.

"Love the thought of you being unconcerned."

"The moment the shutter is pressed."

"Passing by the blue sky and white clouds and autumn, winter, spring and summer."

"The shaking camera is in ga."

"..."

"Take loo, we won't go home."

"How free you are with your youthful dreams."

"Fixed in a smiling face filled with hope."

"This is your stage, release it to your heart's content."

"..."

A magnetic voice sounded in the room, and Yang Yueyue marveled that Fang Cheng had written a new song in such a short period of time while also listening to the flavor of the song.

After Fang Cheng finished singing, he knelt down and asked, "Qingqing, do you like this song?"

"like."

"Okay, then Papa will teach you now, the old rules, if Papa sings something, Qingqing will follow, okay?"

"it is good."

The father and daughter just stayed in the karaoke room all morning.

Fang Cheng sang with dry mouth and tongue, but Qingqing sang more and more vigorously.

But after practicing all morning, Qingqing can only sing the first two lines, mainly because there are still many words in the lyrics that she doesn't know, but Qingqing can already hum the general melody.

"Okay, that's all for today. Let Mama teach you math in the afternoon. Papa has something to do."

Qingqing obediently agreed.

……

Chapter 118 My estimated box office is 20 billion

It took Fang Cheng five days to complete the script of "The Richest Man in Xihong City". As a teenager, you have laid the foundation, and now you are naturally handy.