During the few days of Chinese New Year, Seoul was as quiet as a supermarket emptied by thieves.There are no cars on the street, and even some buses will stop running.Fortunately, two people, one big and one small, had already bought the ingredients, and Feifei and Meng Jia were invited to the house by Song Xi before they went home.

Probably because the people around were speaking Korean in the last two days, and Song Nuan felt very kind when I finally met two Chinese speakers. Although they couldn't help much, they were still flying around in the kitchen.

A table of meals, two people is full of sense of accomplishment.After the meal was ready, the three of them had just sat down when the knock on the door rang again. Song Xi chuckled, "It's probably two children from SM Company." After finishing speaking, she hurriedly stood up and opened the door. Sure enough, Zhang Yixing and Wu Yifan were standing at the door.

The two held gifts in their hands, and when they saw Song Xi, they hurriedly raised a smile and said, "Happy New Year."

Wang Feifei and Meng Jia had met Zhang Yixing before, and when they saw the person, they said, "It's a coincidence that you guys came here, you just cooked the food." After saying that, Feifei went into the kitchen and put it out again Two pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

"There is one more person." Zhang Yixing scratched his hair and said a little embarrassedly.

Song Xi looked sideways, and suddenly a person jumped out of the door, looking at everyone with a look of surprise, but when he met everyone's surprised eyes, he quickly restrained the smile on his face, and then said aloud: "Everyone Well, I am Henry, and my Chinese name is Liu Xianhua."

Song Xi should have met this person once or twice when he was practicing, but he didn't have a deep impression when he was in sm.Later, I should have met with brother Han Geng twice, but it was the same, just nodding.

How did the three of them get together now?

"Ah! Who is this kid?" Wu Yifan looked at Song Nuan, who was in front of the table, who was a little embarrassed, staring at him with wide eyes. Suddenly, Song Nuan's eyes turned red, and tears were about to fall.

Wu Yifan panicked, Song Xi hurriedly reached out and patted Song Nuan on the head, "This is my sister, she came here from China during the Chinese New Year."

"Alone?" Wu Yifan asked in disbelief.

Song Xi nodded, "My parents went on a trip, sent the child to the plane, and asked the stewardess to take care of it. The plane is direct." I have to say, their family's heart is really big.

After adding another pair of bowls and chopsticks, everyone sat down.

Because there were people from the north and the south on the table, Song Xi made dumplings, sweet and sour pork, and fried pork with beans.Feifei's three-cup chicken, boiled shrimp, lotus root ribs soup.

The weather is a little cold, but the house is extraordinarily warm.At first, I thought that Liu Xianhua might be a little skeptical, after all, several people have known each other for a long time, and he is a latecomer.

But I didn't expect this person to start with the youngest Song Nuan, and it didn't take long to tease the child to sit on his lap, pointing at the dish and picking that dish.Song Xi reprimanded Song Nuan for a few words, but Liu Xianhua grabbed her, which made the child hug Liu Xianhua even more and not let go.

The New Year was considered a happy one. When Song Nuan was 4 years old, Song Xi left home and went to Korea. Before the age of 4, Song Xi stayed in Beijing all year round. This should be the second time Song Xi celebrated the New Year in Song Nuan's memory. The first time was the last time she terminated her contract and went home.

In the blink of an eye, Song Xi had been in Korea for six years.

Song Xi took Song Nuan to her studio, halfway there, Song Nuan said she couldn't walk, Song Xi threw the phone into the bag, then leaned over and picked him up.

"It's so big, you still want me to hug it." Although she hugged her, Song Xi couldn't help but mutter.

Song Nuan smiled, "Dad always said that. When I was a child, I went to my grandma's house. When I was a little sleepy, I would pretend to be asleep. Then my father would carry me home. Later, my father seemed to feel that I was pretending to be asleep. , will call me up. Recently, my father didn’t say anything to hug me, and even said that he couldn’t hold me anymore. Obviously, my father is tall and strong, so he lied to me.”

Song Xi's nose was a little sore when she heard this, and she smiled after taking two deep breaths, "Dad is also getting older, he just looks stronger."

Although Song Nuan didn't quite understand, she still let out an oh, not knowing what was going on in Song Xi's heart, but just hugging Song Xi's neck, with a smile on her lips, she looked very happy.

However, when she opened the studio door and saw a group of people smoking on the sofa, Song Xi couldn't be happier.Slightly frowned, she carried Song Nuan into her studio without saying a word.

Zheng Jishi on the side dimmed the cigarette in his hand, slowly looked away, and said aloud; "Did I just see Song Xi walking in with a child in her arms?"

Cui Zi followed and nodded, "It seems so."

"He should not have been with GD for long. This kid..." Geako said in a daze.

"Don't talk nonsense, it might be a friend's child." Cui Zi recovered and said hastily.

Everyone couldn't help thinking that Song Xi was a foreigner. He had lived in Korea for so long, and most of the people he knew were entertainers.At her age, married and had children?

In less than a minute, countless thoughts flashed through the heads of the three people.Zheng Jishi patted his thigh, "Just ask if you don't." After finishing speaking, he stood up and knocked on the door of Song Xi's studio.

After pushing open the door, Song Xi was sitting on a chair, and Song Nuan was sitting in front of the electronic piano on one side, poking the keyboard with great interest, but the electronic piano was not plugged in now, and she was looking around strangely.

Song Xi looked up at the people at the door strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just to see what you do?"

"I just turn on the computer and take my sister with me." Song Xi pointed to Song Nuan at the side, and Song Nuan also nodded embarrassedly at several people.

"It's your sister."

"If you look at me, I will say that she is not a daughter."

"Daughter?" Song Xi had a strange look on her face, "She is 11 years old this year, and I am 22 years old, so when I was 11 years old, she was born?"

Several people coughed lightly in embarrassment, and then said aloud, "Why is your sister here?"

"Isn't it New Years? School is on holiday. I asked my parents to travel and brought her here." Song Xi turned her head to look at Song Nuan who was still fiddling with the electronic organ, and found a plug to plug in the electronic organ.

The two children in their family may not be very good at learning, but they are somewhat talented in musical instruments. Song Xi learned from an early age, and Song Nuan followed her, and can also tap and press.

Zheng Jishi turned his head to look at Song Nuan who was tapping the black and white keys with an excited look, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, although the child is a little small.But now I have played the music independently, which is not bad.

After the three people got the answer, they silently exited the studio.Song Xi and Song Nuan began to play the electronic piano in the room. Song Xi searched for the song that she had made before to become the light, and then asked Song Nuan to play it while she sent a text message to Yu Zhihao.

Although he just released an album at the end of the year, but because he has no way to debut now and has a company, he wants to make another album.I made an appointment with Song Xi today and wanted to invite me to sing.As for Song Xi's words, he also wanted to release another album, so he contacted Li Xinghe who gave him the song last time, and the three of them simply gathered in Song Xi's production room.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before there were chattering sounds from outside, and there was a knock on the door, and there were two people standing outside the door.

"Come in quickly." Song Xi said with a smile on her lips, "Is it a little cold outside?"

When I came, it was a bit cloudy outside, and the gray look looked like it was going to snow.

"It seems to be snowing." Yu Zhihao tied off the scarf around his neck, his eyes fell on Song Nuan, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, "Whose child?"

"My sister." Song Xi smiled lightly, turned her head to see Song Nuan looking at Yu Zhihao, smiled helplessly, "Zhihao, you are too fierce."

"I didn't do anything." The point is, he was still smiling so happily, obviously his smile was very soft.

Li Xinghe reached out and patted Yu Zhihao's shoulder, and said aloud, "Let's start working first." There is plenty of time for things like teasing the children when they are eating.

The three of them nodded hastily, and Song Xi first played the music she was going to give to Zhihao, which was a very bright American country feeling.The sound of the guitar, plus a little girl's lead singing.

"Sister, this is too challenging."

What Yu Zhihao is doing now is relatively tough hip-hop, and this is really the first time he has encountered such a lyrical song.

"It's interesting in this way. It's so boring to be your hardcore hiphop all the time."

"But try, write something softer. For example, your own feelings about the future are fine." Li Xinghe said.

I have always used powerful hiphop to say that I am awesome, but in fact, it is meaningless to write too much.Most of them are showing off themselves, such lyrical pop, if the performance is good, there will be a different feeling.

After the two chatted about the song again, Yu Zhihao copied the music to his USB flash drive.Li Xinghe on one side also found out his own music.What he made was the drum music that he was very good at, with a strong sense of rhythm, but as soon as the music was played, the three of them couldn't help but start to move.After the song ended, Yu Zhihao showed a pitiful expression.

Take a look, look at Xinghe's music, that's how you feel.It's just that I am suffering and cannot speak.

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