Chapter 56

After sending Han Mo home, Meng Si was alone with a tablet computer in his armchair. He knew that Han Mo's nerd couldn't pay attention to the information on the Internet, but Meng Si determined that the audience's feedback could be seen in the evening of this live program.

Based on his years of experience, the song selected by Han Mo today is a little risky. Part of the reason why he can maintain the first place is that it continues the popularity of the last game, and the public judges are mostly young. The mood of the scene is driven, and the score of feelings will increase a little. However, from the number of votes, it can be seen that the leading advantage of this game is not as obvious as that of the last game.

Meng Si first opened the wechat home page. As he guessed, he just opened the home page, and various topics about "looking for a good voice" rolled all over the screen.

"I seldom watched this kind of program before. Today, I inadvertently changed the channel and saw the ideal sung by Han mo. I still remember that when I first started working after graduating from college, I struggled every day whether to make an air-conditioned car for 1 yuan or an air-conditioned car for 2 yuan."

"At the age of 30, there was a lot of pressure. The ideal was eaten by the dog early, but I cried when I heard this song ideal today."

"I didn't expect that the girl waving wings was written by Han mo. no, I should have thought that only Han Mo was so talented at the scene. Hee hee."

Meng Si simply turned it over. Most of them were positive comments on the songs sung today. It was harmonious. Maybe he thought too much. Meng Si was going to continue tracking the online trends tomorrow. He just wanted to exit the page. Suddenly updated a number of comments, and they are all entertainment we media numbers.

"The song" ideal "can take the first place. It really disappoints me. I just moan without illness. What's the gold content of such a song?"

"I bet Han Mo can only sing ballads. From those flowers, southern girls to today's ideal, they are all ballads. To test whether a singer is really a good voice, we should comprehensively measure it. For a person who can only sing folk songs, I don't think he can go far. Sooner or later, the audience will be aesthetically tired. "

After several big V spoke, netizens began to be brought to the rhythm.

"I also think Han Mo can only sing ballads. He is tired of listening to too many ballads."

"According to the visual inspection, Han Mo can't finish the next issue. Have the ballads been sung to the end? Unless there's a backstage, I bet he's kicked out. "

"I still like singers with comprehensive singing skills."

Han Mo's fans certainly support him. They don't want to see someone say he will be eliminated and fight back immediately.

"What's wrong with the ballad? If the ballad is sung well, you can win the championship."

"I just like watching Han Mo sing folk songs with his guitar. It's a handsome word."

"If I don't want to say anything else, I'll ask you whether the ballads written by Han Mo are good or not. Are you moved?"

Compared with other people's sharp attack, the refutation of fans supporting Han Mo seems a little weak. Meng si still withdrew from the page and frowned slightly. He had a hunch that something was coming.

......

It was very late when he came home after the game. Han Mo took a bath and went to bed. As Meng Si guessed, he didn't pay attention to the situation on the Internet at all. Compared with the game of the program, he paid more attention to the two books published.

Wang Lei called the first two days and said happily that the 100000 copies of little red riding hood for the second time had been booked by major bookstores in Beidu. Although the sales volume of books would have a small climax at the beginning and gradually decrease later, Wang Lei's experience in publishing children's books for many years showed that the book would not be bad, and bookstores also called to consult frog prince, The publishing house is expected to print another batch of frog prince. Not only bookstores, but also major kindergartens in Beidu are calling to book these two books.

Han Mo just sold the book copyright of the two books to the publishing house. The publishing house will share a certain proportion of each book sold. This money has become Han Mo's main income at present, so he is so concerned about the sales of books.

Turn on the computer, enter the book pushing website, and you can see the book pushing voting list at a glance.

It is not surprising that little red riding hood has been ranked first. Compared with the stories of the world, Little Red Riding Hood deserves it, both from the educational significance of the book and the story itself. He looked down again. The Frog Prince ranked third and ranked relatively stable. Han Mo wanted to open his popularity by relying on these two books. In this way, when he was the third book, he could also talk about the price with the publishing house. As a new writer, he had no right to speak.

Han Mo didn't pay attention to the comments. He said what he should say before. The feedback from readers has been seen from the sales volume. He didn't bother to care about other comments, whether negative or positive. After exiting the web page and turning off the computer, Han Mo suddenly remembered the scene where the little guy suddenly appeared yesterday.

He took out his cell phone and was ready to call the little guy. He had already set the shortcut key for Shuya's phone and slipped his finger to dial.

The house was not very soundproof. Han Mo heard it faintly. It seemed that there was a mobile phone ring outside the door. He didn't care much. He continued to wait for the other party to answer the phone. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Han Mo walked to open the door while holding his mobile phone. Just opened the door, a villain suddenly jumped on Han mo. Han Mo, who didn't respond for a moment, tilted back slightly, and immediately hugged the little princess in his arms.

The cell phone ring outside the door was still ringing. Han Mo found Shuya standing at the door. He hung up the phone.

This is the first time Han Mo has seen Shu Ya at close range since he came to the world. The first two meetings were at the program site. Han Mo stood on the stage and Shu Ya sat under the stage as a guest judge.

Shuya is wearing a low-key white loose shirt, the top two buttons are properly loosened, and two perfect collarbones are looming along the white slender neck. Lower body black shorts, a pair of beautiful legs show no doubt, with a pair of small white shoes, simple and generous.

Han Mo knew a lot about Shuya in the memory left by the original owner. In fact, he had already prepared to meet Shuya, but when this day came, he was a little nervous and nervous. It was dozens of times more nervous than singing on the stage. Han Mo didn't know what to say for a moment.

The little guy got tired of being crooked in his father's arms and jumped to the ground with his little schoolbag on his back.

Xuanxuan turned her back to Han Mo and pointed to the small schoolbag on her back. "Dad, help me take down the schoolbag."

Han Mo quickly took the small schoolbag off the little guy and took it in his hand.

"It's the stomach medicine my mother bought for you. She said your stomach is bad. Let me remind you to take the medicine." The little guy carried his little hand behind his back like a little adult.

Han Mo was surprised. He opened the small schoolbag and found that it was really full of stomach medicine.

Shuya's face instantly climbed up with a blush, and an embarrassed smile froze on her face, "Xuanxuan, that... Isn't that the medicine you bought for your father?" She Yu Guang saw Han Mo looking at herself, so she didn't dare to look up. She smiled awkwardly and looked at Xuanxuan.

The little guy glanced. "I'm still so young. How can I buy medicine by myself? Xuanxuan won't tell such an insincere lie." After that, the little guy sighed like an adult and went to his small room with his little hand on his back.

Only Han Mo, who didn't know what to say with a small schoolbag, and Shuya, who scolded Xuanxuan as a "little traitor".

The atmosphere became very quiet, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

"I..."

"Me."

The two said at the same time.

Han Mo coughed and Shuya deliberately looked away.

"You!"

"You..."

The two men spoke in unison again.

Han Mo decided to stop talking and let Shuya finish.

Shuya's face was burning hot and her heart was fluctuating. She just wanted to care about Han Mo, but she was embarrassed by the "little traitor". She took a breath.

"You remember to take medicine. Your singing is great. I'm a little busy recently. Xuanxuan stays with you for a few days. I'll go first." Shuya finished all her words in one breath, and then ran out of the door.