Entertainment: God-level nanny

in the living room.

Su Yiming was eating hot pot with He Miao, and cartoons were playing on the TV.

He Miao was eating and watching, her little body twisting from time to time, wishing she could get into the TV.

"Eat well."

Seeing the He seedlings moving around, Su Yiming said, "If you keep doing this, will Dad turn off the TV?"

"No, Dad."

He Miao twisted her little body and said coquettishly: "I want to see if that kitten has found a home. Let me finish it!"

"That's what you just said."

Su Yiming said angrily: "Eat quickly, it will take a while..."

Ding Dong!

Before Su Yiming finished speaking, the cell phone placed on the coffee table suddenly rang.

A prompt popped up, it was an email from Zhao Wenfeng.

I clicked it and looked at it. It was a contract.

However, in this A-level contract, the song release limit on the platform is only half a year, and it also states the gambling agreement between the platform and Su Yiming.

I have to say that Zhao Wenfeng is still very sincere. There are no traps or hidden clauses in the contract. It is very frank!

This made Su Yiming appreciate Zhao Wenfeng a little more.

In today's entertainment industry, it's rare to see such an open and honest person. There are too many guys who do one thing in front of others and another behind the scenes.

It’s rare!

"Dad, you're still talking about me!"

At this time, He Miao put her little head over her head, looked at the lighted up screen of her mobile phone, and said, "Don't you also look at your mobile phone while eating?"

"what!"

Su Yiming was amused by He Miao's words, "Can this be the same? Dad is at work..."

"Why is it different?"

He Miao wrinkled her little nose and said dissatisfied: "Humph, they are all the same, they are all the same!"

"I……"

Just when he was about to refute, Su Yiming thought about He Miao's words and realized that that was really the case!

Don’t watching TV and looking at mobile phones mean you are not concentrating on eating?

Only state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps. This is a double standard!

"Okay, from now on, dad will stop talking on the phone or looking at his phone while eating."

Su Yiming turned off the screen of his mobile phone and made a serious promise to He Miao: "Then can you promise to eat and not watch TV in the future?"

As parents, if you can't lead by example, how can you ask your children?

Seeing that Dad really put the phone aside, He Miao tilted her little head and thought for a while, then said: "Okay, as long as Dad can do it, He Miao can do it!"

"Then..." Su Yiming looked up at the TV.

He Miao stretched out her little hand to hold the remote control and turned off the TV simply.

“He seedlings are awesome!”

Su Yiming extended his thumb towards He Miao.

After receiving the praise, He Miao was so happy that her eyes turned into two crescents when she smiled.

"Okay, let's eat."

Su Yiming took out a piece of fat beef from the hot pot, placed it in He Miao's small bowl, and said, "After you finish eating, dad will take you to play with Uncle Changqing."

"Okay!" He Miao nodded obediently, used the chopsticks a little awkwardly, and started eating.

……

the next day.

Su Yiming got up early.

Go to the balcony and look out the window through the glass.

The whole world turned white, as if covered by a layer of white brocade. The rising warm sun cast a charming light, refracted on the snow, emitting a phantom light.

"It seems that we can only take the subway today."

Su Yiming stretched and turned to the bathroom to wash up.

Today he has many tasks. In addition to writing "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" which he must write every day, he also has to go to Hongye Recording Studio to record songs.

However, it is not just about recording "The Hard Time Afterward" and "Journey" that Song Bo urgently needs.

Now that we have made a bet with Zhao Wenfeng, we must prepare.

Last night, Su Yiming carefully selected three songs, wrote down the lyrics and music of those three songs before going to bed, and also applied for the copyright.

Since I have to record songs today, I might as well just record all the songs today.

A total of 6 songs can form an album.

Su Yiming didn't believe it. With these songs helping him to hit the charts on Penguin Music, could he achieve over 1 million downloads in half a year?

After washing up and making some breakfast, Su Yiming went into the study and continued typing.

I kept writing until after 8 o'clock before He Miao finally got up.

When the little girl heard that she was going to Hongye Recording Studio again today, she was as excited as a little monkey, jumping up and down.

It used to take me half an hour to eat, but today I finished it in less than 10 minutes.

When the father and daughter finished dressing, they took the elevator downstairs.

The elevator stopped for a moment downstairs.

"Hey?"

Jiang Changqing, who was carrying a pomfret and preparing to enter the elevator, was stunned for a moment when he saw the father and daughter, and said:

"I was just about to go up to find you, but you came down just in time. You saved me from going up. You can take this fish back and burn it for the seedlings to eat."

"Good morning, Uncle Fat Qing!" He Miao greeted obediently.

"Hey, it's early for the He Miao!" Jiang Changqing smiled at the He Miao.

"I'm already down, what else can I take? Let's keep it at your house first."

Su Yiming waved his hand and said: "I have to take the seedlings out for a trip. It will probably be afternoon when I come back."

"No, it just snowed heavily and the temperature outside was below zero."

Jiang Changqing asked doubtfully: "I can't drive today. Aren't you afraid that He Miao will catch a cold after staying outside for a long time?"

"There's nothing I can do. Director Song is pressing me hard, so I have to go to Hongye Recording Studio."

Su Yiming replied: "I don't have much to do today anyway, so I might as well just record it."

Su Yiming and Jiang Changqing talked about the cooperation with Song Wei.

At that time, Jiang Changqing even celebrated Su Yiming. After all, it was a good start!

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang Changqing was stunned for a moment and said: "Then let me go with you, just in time to help you look after some seedlings."

"I don't have to watch!"

Hearing Jiang Changqing's words, He Miao pouted and said, "I'm good, aren't I, dad?"

Saying this, He Miao raised her head and looked at her father.

"Yes, our Hemiao is doing well." Su Yiming laughed.

"Then I'll go with you."

Jiang Changqing said nonchalantly: "I haven't seen Sangsang for a while, so I thought I was going to see her today."

"Oh?"

Su Yiming looked at Jiang Changqing, smelled the gossip, and said with a smile in his eyes:

"Go and see Sangsang. No wonder you didn't want to listen to Uncle Su and went on a blind date. It turns out you and..."

"shut up!"

Jiang Changqing glared at Su Yiming fiercely and said, "Sang Sang and I are a pure male-female friendship, not as dirty as you think!"

"Hey, don't accuse me wrongly, I didn't say anything!"

After so many years of brotherhood, can Su Yiming not see that Jiang Changqing is getting angry from shame?

He spread his hands and said, "I just want to say that you and Sangsang are good friends."

"whispering sound!"

Jiang Changqing curled his lips and said, "I'm going to change clothes, please wait for me for a while!"

After leaving these words, Jiang Changqing ran home as fast as he could.

Seeing Jiang Changqing running away, He Miao blinked and asked in confusion: "Dad, what's wrong with Uncle Fat Qing?"

"He Miao, do you want an aunt?"

Su Yiming adjusted his glasses and said with a smirk, "Well, when we get to the recording studio later, you see Sister Sangsang..."