My daughter is so annoying

Fang Cheng, who was immersed in his own world, had forgotten that he hadn't eaten dinner until there was a knock on the door.

Fang Cheng opened the door and took a look.

Yang Yueyue handed a bowl of noodles to Fang Chengdao: "It's already nine o'clock, and the food is cold. I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

"Thank Wife."

"Okay, don't make it too late, even if it is soundproofed, you can still hear the sound upstairs."

"Well, it'll be fine soon."

Fang Cheng ate the noodles in the bowl in twos and twos, added the demo of the last recording, added the mix, and a song was recorded.

Eleven forty-five in the evening.

Fang Cheng packed all the things together and sent them to Liu Minghua, and left a message: "Brother Hua, I'm really sleepy today, let's talk tomorrow if I have anything to do."

After Fang Cheng sent the message, he hurriedly took a shower, hugged Yang Yueyue and soon fell asleep.

……

Chapter 1 Let the world know that we are all Chinese

Liu Minghua hadn't slept yet.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the lights of Wanjia in Xiangjiang.

When he heard the phone ringing, he thought it was those useless text messages, so he ignored him.

It wasn't until the glass of red wine was finished that Liu Minghua sat down again, picked up the phone and looked at it, and when he found the document sent by Fang Cheng, Liu Minghua was stunned for a moment.

"So fast? Impossible."

Liu Minghua has also met many musical talents in the past ten years, but he only said after six o'clock in the evening, and wrote the song at eleven o'clock in the evening. Is this possible?

Liu Minghua didn't quite believe it in his heart. He felt that this song should be written by Fang Cheng long ago. Fang Cheng didn't sing it himself, and then sent it to himself.

Such songs are mostly defective products.

But since he brought it up on his own initiative, Liu Minghua still clicked on the lyrics and the song to take a look.

After reading two or three lines of the lyrics, his eyes lit up, and he stood up straight away, his eyes were bright and his expression was shocked.

"This this……"

Liu Minghua was startled, he swallowed his saliva, and quickly clicked to download the audio file sent by Fang Cheng.

When the download is complete, click Play.

The loud voice resounded in the empty room, and Liu Minghua's heart was deeply touched.

"5000 years of wind and rain, how many dreams have been hidden."

"Yellow face and black eyes, always a smile."

"Eight thousand miles of mountains, rivers and mountains are like a song"

"It doesn't matter where you came from, or where you're going."

"..."

Liu Minghua didn't know why, but suddenly he was in a good mood. He immediately poured a glass of red wine, drank it in one gulp, played the song again in a loop, and started humming along with it.

again and again.

It was not until two o'clock in the morning that Liu Minghua sat down excitedly.

He even had a picture of himself standing on the stage singing this song on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival in his mind.

I... can get angry again.

With joy and happiness, Liu Minghua lay on the sofa all night.

Early the next morning, the first thing he did after waking up was to run to the recording room with his mobile phone.

He sang along over and over again, and the lyrics became more and more clear in his mind, but...Liu Minghua discovered a major problem, he seemed to be unable to sing the high-pitched part.

This is not a question of singing skills, but a question of age.

Liu Minghua thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and dialed Fang Cheng again.

……

In the small mansion.

The dinner table.

"Dad, I'll give you the egg yolk."

"Uncle, I don't want it either."

The two little girls put the egg yolk in spoons and handed it to Fang Cheng. Fang Cheng put it on a plate, but distributed an egg yolk to Yang Yueyue.

Yang Yueyue has long been used to it.

The two daughters didn't like to eat egg yolks since they were young, and since Fang Cheng said that the egg yolks should be left to their father, the two daughters even refused to eat egg yolks.

Fortunately, the nutrition of a glass of milk every morning is enough, so Yang Yueyue didn't say anything.

Ding ding dong, the phone rang again.

You don't need to guess, it must be from Liu Minghua, Yang Yueyue whispered: "When Dad is on the phone, you are not allowed to speak loudly."

The two little girls nodded obediently: "Okay~"

Fang Cheng answered the phone.

Liu Minghua said enthusiastically: "Fang Cheng, you wrote this song really well, thank you very much."

"Brother Hua, you are too polite, as long as you feel good."

Liu Minghua said: "You set a price, I will buy this song."

"Brother Hua, just look at it." Fang Cheng couldn't speak directly, Liu Minghua was a veteran star after all, and his status in the circle was terrifying.

"Ok."

The two exchanged a few polite words, and Liu Minghua finally talked about the song again.