This Star is a Bit All-around

Qing... Qingshen...

Everyone in Yang Qing walked out of the kindergarten, and was about to leave when they heard Xiao Tingting's mother, Shi Guijuan, speaking expectantly.

Well... sister-in-law, what's the matter, you don't have to be so polite, you can call me Xiao Yang or Qing Zi. Yang Qing turned to look at her and smiled.

Well, then...Qing...Qingzi...hehe~

Shi Guijuan yelled as if trying, and then she laughed first, and said with a smile:

The little cutie just said that you wrote the little stories she told, is that true?

Hmm... Yang Qing nodded and smiled, The bedtime stories I made up for my sisters, the little ones have serious tastes, and I'm tired of hearing some old stories.

That's right. Shi Guijuan answered with a smile: My family, Tingting, is arguing to listen to stories every night, but I don't have any good stories to tell her, so I wonder if Qingzi can publish your story collection?

Shi Guijuan said: You know that I work in a children's book publishing house, but there are very few children's books now, especially children's stories with enlightenment and educational significance, which are pitiful.

A lot of stories written by the so-called masters of fairy tales, in my opinion as a child's mother, the Three Views are somewhat unrighteous, which are more or less mixed with some unhealthy tendencies and even xenophilia.

Shi Guijuan said in a deep voice: I can't bear to read these stories myself, let alone tell them to my children. I believe Xiao Min also feels the same way.

um, yes

Ding Min nodded, then looked at Yang Qing and said, Qingzi, I'm a policeman, and I speak straight. If there is something that doesn't suit you, please don't mind.

Well, it's okay, you say. Yang Qing waved his hands and smiled.

Well... Ding Min said: You are a talented and capable person. The patriotic version of your song Mohe Ballroom is very popular in the entire police station. Thank you for writing such a song. Song, this is our recognition and encouragement, but also a spur!

With great power comes great responsibility, so I hope that if you wish, your collection of fairy tales can be published

Well, at a young age, it means that us parents can have stories to tell our children, and can accompany the children's growth. At an older age, it means to give the children of Huaguo a bright hope!

Hearing this, Yang Qing nodded silently, and then said: What you said is very good, and I am very willing, but I wrote this story to my sisters, and I need their consent, so I will ask them when I'm done. , and then I’ll give you an answer, okay?”

It should be... Shi Guijuan was overjoyed and said, I believe the cuties will be willing too.

Haha... I also believe that, then I will have to trouble you, sister-in-law. Yang Qing laughed.

Shi Guijuan nodded vigorously: Well, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down.

Well, then let's go back to each other, see you guys after school

See you…

After bidding farewell to Shi Guijuan and Ding Min, Yang Qing and the others parted ways.

Li Wanxiao, Tan Jin'er, and Dudu's mother made an appointment to go shopping together in a nearby shopping mall, Bai Zhijun wanted to go back to the alley, Yang Qing and Jiang Xiaolang went back to Miracle Company.

Brother Qing, why didn't you just promise them to publish a collection of fairy tales? It's a good thing.

Walking on the road, Jiang Xiaolang asked Yang Qing a little puzzled.

Well, didn't you say it, I need to ask the opinions of the little guys. Yang Qing laughed.

Uh... are you serious? Jiang Xiaolang said in astonishment.

certainly!

Yang Qing said with a smile: Respect doesn't matter age, since the story is written for them, they have certain voting rights, um...including Mengmeng.

Tsk tsk... Brother Qing, your level is really high! Jiang Xiaolang said with a smile: Then what if the little guys don't agree?

Hehe~ I don't agree

Yang Qing smiled lightly and said, I have three hundred fairy tales, and now I only write one hundred for them.

Jiang Xiaolang: ＼(◎o◎)／!

I know you are awesome, but you pretended to me so suddenly, I owe you a lot!

Jiang Xiaolang's face was full of pain from eating Xiang, and then he saw a can at his feet, and kicked the can into the trash can three meters away.

Um……

Seeing Yang Qing, he froze immediately, looked at Jiang Xiaolang's feet, and then at the trash can in front of him.

Brother Qing, what's the matter, let's go Jiang Xiaolang was confused by his look.

Wait, Xiaolang, stand there and don't move

Yang Qing said something, then he walked to the trash can and took out the can, then returned to Jiang Xiaolang, put the can down and said, Kick it again

Jiang Xiaolang: ... Brother Qing, I...

Stop talking, kick!

Boom!

With Jiang Xiaolang's kick, the can flew into the trash can.

Well, take two steps back and kick again!

Boom!

Refill the cans!

Take a few steps back and kick again!

Jiang Xiaolang: ...

He felt that he was about to burst, what's so good about kicking this shit! Brother Qing is alright!

Boom!

Come on!

Jiang Xiaolang watched Yang Qing excitedly run to pick up the cans again, and he answered the ringing phone helplessly.

Hey, sister...

Well, how is Mengmeng entering the kindergarten? Is it going well? Why haven't you come back?

It's going well. As for why you didn't come back, it's your questioning brother. He doesn't know what's wrong. He left it on the road and asked me to kick the can!

Jiang Xiaoxue: ??? Don't make trouble

Jiang Xiaolang: I didn't make trouble!!!

When Yang Qing excitedly brought the can and put it at Jiang Xiaolang's feet again, the siblings had already finished talking, and he looked at Yang Qing helplessly and said:

Brother Qing, my sister told us to go back quickly, and there is this soda can...

Jiang Xiaolang kicked the can into the trash can while talking, and said, Instead of kicking this, you might as well kick me with a football.

Snapped!

Hearing this, Yang Qing clapped his hands excitedly and said, Yes! Football! Kung Fu, football! Haha... Xiaolang, I know what our next movie will be, Kung Fu football!

Yang Qing is really excited at the moment, Jiang Xiaolang's kick can be regarded as kicking the door for him to new movies, as for whether there are such movies in the system, he is not too worried.

Because he believes in the system and believes that it must exist! Don't ask why, if you ask, you will lose, that's how honey-juice self-confidence comes from!

Let's go...back to the company!

Hey, I really don't understand you, Brother Qing...

Ha ha…

...

When the two returned to the company, Wang Ying and Jiang Xiaoxue kept looking at Yang Qing with weird eyes.

Uh... what's wrong, is there something on my face? Yang Qing asked in confusion.

Cough...it's nothing. Jiang Xiaoxue coughed dryly and smiled, Qingzi, I've already sung both versions of the song Half Life Snow. When do you see Chun'er and Xia'er come over, I'll teach them.

Um, okay, I'm done, ask them when they're performing, and bring them over sometime

OK

Jiang Xiaoxue nodded and smiled, then looked at Wang Ying, Wang Ying smiled lightly, then took out an invitation letter and handed it to Yang Qing, saying:

Here, the invitation to the Chinese Golden Melody Awards Ceremony

Uh...give it to me!

Yang Qing was stunned, took it and opened it, only to see his name, date and place written on it.

On September 20th, Shanghai Shenghua Stadium.