Entertainment: God-level nanny

Dong Sijian's invitation did not make much waves in Su Yiming's heart.

At noon, I made Coca-Cola chicken drumsticks for He Miao. The little girl enjoyed eating them. In the end, she ate half of the plate of chicken drumsticks.

Maybe he was tired from the cream fight in the morning and was too full after lunch. After lunch, He Miao went back to the bedroom to sleep on his own.

I looked at the time and saw it was only around 1 p.m.

Su Yiming had no intention of taking a rest, but turned on the computer and continued writing "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp".

He planned to write more today, and the remaining manuscripts were enough to be distributed for two days. He would be busier in the next two days, so he had to save more.

Just when Su Yiming was nestled in the study, immersed in typing.

Jinghua, China Entertainment Media.

Office of the Deputy Director of the Director's Department.

"Director Song, what do you think?"

A bald, middle-aged man wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a casual suit was going crazy in the office:

“For a movie with such a large investment, so many first- and second-tier actors, and such an excellent production, you didn’t just find a gold medal songwriter, but you found a newcomer to create the music.

To give him such generous treatment, you have invested a lot of money in this movie, so you are not afraid of being compensated for the flaws in the music? "

"Mr. Guan, how about this movie has nothing to do with you, right?"

Song Wei sat at his desk and said expressionlessly: "You are a gold medalist. I asked you to help me create music before. What did you say?

You told me you had a project on hand and asked me to wait! Later you agreed, but there were only more than 30 days left before the release of our movie. "

Speaking of this, Song Wei's eyes also filled with anger and asked:

"Can you help me create a satisfactory work within a week? Not many, only three songs, can you? Can you?"

At the end of the sentence, Song Wei suddenly raised his voice.

"I……"

Looking at Song Wei's gloomy face, Mr. Guan suddenly choked on his words.

indeed!

In one week, he really couldn't compose three high-quality songs with excellent lyrics and lyrics!

"Are you still throwing the table with me now?"

Song Wei suddenly stood up and said:

"You think I don't know that you came here because a senior executive of the company told you that there will be an additional music investment budget for "Hard Times"?

Lao Guan, we have worked together for so many years, so we can’t be too shameless! "

"you!"

Mr. Guan stared at Song Wei for a long time and said harshly: "I don't believe that a newcomer can have such strong creative ability. You will definitely regret it."

After saying that, Mr. Guan turned around and left the office.

Bang!

Seeing the door being slammed shut, Song Wei pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

Boom boom boom!

"Director Song..."

After the knock on the door, Li Yu opened the door and walked in, "Teacher Guan, what is this?"

"I'm used to his bad habits!"

Song Wei waved his hand and said, "What's the matter?"

"Oh!"

Li Yu came back to his senses, handed over the document in his hand, and said: "Director Song, this is the "Hard Times After the Reunion" publicity and planning project done by the publicity and distribution department."

"Did it happen so quickly?"

Song Wei took the document and looked at it roughly, and said: "So, the only thing missing is the music from Teacher Su?"

"Correct."

Li Yu nodded and said: "The film production will be completed before the 15th at the latest, so Teacher Su still needs to push it."

"Okay, I'll urge him later."

Song Wei replied, "By the way, let everyone have a normal day off tomorrow! I estimate that starting from next week, everyone will not even have time to rest on weekends."

"Thank you, Director Song!"

Li Yu immediately showed a smile on his face and said, "I'll go tell them now."

"Stinky boy."

Seeing Li Yu's happy look, Song Wei shook his head and laughed.

……

A villa of mountains and seas.

The sound of typing in the study room has not stopped since 1: pm.

"Dad, Daddy!"

Until 5:, the sound of He Miao sounded in the house.

"Dad is here!"

Su Yiming rushed out of the study and saw He Miao lying in front of the large floor-to-ceiling glass window on the balcony, looking at the dark outside.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Yiming asked with a smile.

"Snow, it's snow, daddy!"

He Miao jumped excitedly with her little feet, pointed out the floor-to-ceiling window, and said, "It's snowing, it's snowing outside!"

snow?

Su Yiming turned around and looked outside.

Sure enough, goose-feather heavy snow fell from the sky, and the ground was already covered with a thick layer of silvery white.

Green plants, vehicles, houses... all covered in silver!

Under the newly lit community lights, the snowy scene is particularly charming.

"Very big snow."

Su Yiming's eyes were shining. Touching the cool glass, he suddenly lowered his head and said to He Miao: "He Miao, do you want to go play?"

"Go down and play?"

He Miao's little face started to shine, and she nodded her little head like a kowtowing insect, and said softly:

"Dad, I want to go out and play! I want to build snowmen, have snowball fights, and also ski!"

"Let's go, change clothes!"

Su Yiming smiled and waved, got into the cloakroom, and took out thick cotton pants, down jackets, hats, and cotton gloves for He Miao.

Not long after, a cute pink 'little bunny' appeared.

"Phew, it's so hot!"

After changing his clothes, He Miao swung his gloves and tried to take off the rabbit hat on his head.

Su Yiming, who was wearing a long black down jacket, quickly took He Miao's little hand and said, "Hey, don't pick it off. It will get cold when you go outside. You can't take off your hat!"

"Okay." He Miao nodded, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Walk."

Su Yiming held He Miao's little hand and got into the elevator.

One minute later, the elevator went straight to the first floor.

The door of the unit building.

Looking at the world covered in silver and feeling the cold temperature on his exposed skin, Su Yiming couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

The white gas evaporated, making his glasses foggy, and only his narrow, dark eyes could barely see clearly.

"Hehe, daddy is so funny!"

He Miao looked at her father and laughed.

Then, while Su Yiming wasn't paying attention, he broke away from his birthday and ran straight into the snow outside.

Goose feather-like snowflakes were falling, and He Miao stood on the pure white snow, stretched out his little hand to catch it, and watched the snowflakes slowly melt on his gloves.

This feeling is very novel!

"Grain seedlings!"

Suddenly, Su Yi called He Miao.

He Miao raised her little head, and what greeted her was a white snowball the size of a quail egg, which hit her head straight.

"Oh, it's so cold! Dad is bad!"

He Miao screamed in surprise, her little nose wrinkled.

"He Miao, like this, grab a snow ball and throw it over."

Su Yiming stood two or three meters away from the seedlings with a smile, grabbed a ball of snow from the ground, put his hands together, and taught her how to squeeze the snow ball.

"Is that so?"

He Miao learns things very quickly. With her small body, she squatted on the ground and grabbed some snow. She squeezed one carefully and ran to her father to show off like a treasure.

"Let me see!"

Su Yiming bent down and looked at Xue Tuan.

Seeing the opportunity, He Miao stretched out her little hand and stuffed the small snow ball directly into Su Yiming's neck.

Then...turn around and run away!

"hiss!"

The cold, moist touch made Su Yiming gasp.

This girl actually made a sneak attack!

Looking at He Miao who was running forward and looking back from time to time, Su Yiming suddenly laughed.

He raised his feet and chased after him, saying: "Don't run away, let daddy stuff a small ball of snow for you..."

Under the light, two figures, one big and one small, grew longer and longer in the snowy night!