Chapter 261

In addition to the old man still struggling with the cartoon portrait, the whole family is talking about the rapid progress of Xuanxuan's painting, especially Han Mo, who has formulated a new teaching plan in his heart. Chen Yuehong took a look at his wife's Q version portrait for a while, then looked at Han Jun, and then laughed endlessly.

"What are you laughing at? It's so funny." Han Jun said to his wife with his mouth tilted.

Chen Yuehong covered her mouth, took the drawing paper and said with a smile, "it's not funny, it's very funny. It's so similar that she completely grasped the essence of your appearance." Then she couldn't help laughing again.

Han Jun frowned and looked very serious, because he looked a little cold, so as long as he didn't smile, it was like being angry.

The little guy who was still excited saw grandpa's expression. His heart suddenly tightened and the smile on his face disappeared. Although Xuanxuan was small, she would look at his face and whispered to Han Jun, "Grandpa, are you angry?"

When asked by his granddaughter, Han Jun was stunned. Maybe his expression was too serious. He quickly changed his expression, "Grandpa is not angry."

Although the little guy learned to watch his words and colors, he was just a child after all. Xuanxuan ran to Grandpa and said, "Grandpa, let's hang this picture on the wall."

Han Jun is still thinking about the reason to refuse. He thinks about what kind of sentence is more appropriate. The little guy won't feel unhappy and can accept it happily.

Han Jun hasn't had time to speak here.

Chen Yuehong said with a smile, "OK, grandma, help our little painter Xuanxuan hang this portrait on the wall and hang it in the living room, okay?"

"OK, thank you, grandma." The little guy jumped and jumped.

Han Jun: "

The little guy's painting was hung above the TV. The family had dinner and it was time to watch TV. The old man was still looking forward to the broadcast of the legend of Zhen Huan. But every time I look on TV, I will inadvertently see my own portrait. That mood has an unspeakable taste.

Han Jun is full of resentment towards his wife at the moment.

The whole family's attention is focused on TV. Only Han Mo is planning another thing in his heart. It's safe to leave the watermelon entertainment to little pangxie. Those comments are so hateful that he dares to make negative comments under Shuya's wechat, whether they are hired by others or he does these activities to attract attention, Can't give him another chance.

However, not all the comments were personal attacks. One sentence did poke Han Mo's nerve.

The account named watermelon entertainment commentator openly said that Shuya has only one red song. This is the only one to sing. If you listen to it too much, you will be bored.

Han Mo suddenly remembered that he really only wrote a song for Shu Ya, because Peng Ye wanted to write a new album for Shu Ya at that time and lacked a main song, so Han Mo gave Shu Ya the hurried year, and then he didn't write another song for Shu Ya.

However, he knew that Shuya's preparation for singing had not been broken. This time, Shuya made the album sales to a new level with the title song of "hurried year", but it only broke his own record, which was much worse than those professional singers.

Shu Ya doesn't like to tell Han Mo about the difficulties she has encountered in her career. Last time, if Han Mo didn't know that Luna robbed Shu Ya's role and knew that Shu Ya always wanted to be seen, she wouldn't think of shooting the biography of Zhen Huan.

Han Mo now blames himself for neglecting this point. Shuya is good at singing. She is not like those who perform and sing well. She can't really sing at all. She can only lip synch on stage. She can embarrass the recorder in the studio. However, because she is famous, she is still sought after by many fans. She sings to lip synch in the program.

The little guy's painting teaching is put on the agenda, and Shuya's things should also be put on the agenda. Han Mo watches TV and thinks about what he wants to do next.

Because of the legend of Zhen Huan, the time of the whole family is more regular. After watching TV, taking a bath and sleeping, the little guy always had to bargain about taking a bath and sleeping for a while. However, now because of the TV play, in order to continue watching the next day, Xuanxuan must be obedient tonight.

After covering the quilt, the little guy showed a pair of big eyes and said, "Xuanxuan is very good today. Can you continue to watch TV tomorrow?"

Han Mo was stunned. He never threatened the child with the words "if you are not good today, you are not allowed to watch TV tomorrow". I didn't expect the little guy to say so.

Han Mo Chong drowned and stroked the broken hair on the little guy's forehead to both sides of his cheek, "of course."

It's night.

There is a bright moon hanging on the quiet night sky in Beidu, dotted with stars scattered in the night sky. The moonlight shines into the room through the gap between the curtains, showing a quiet silver light on the little guy's round face.

Han Mo gently put the story book by the little bed back on the bookshelf. Seeing the moonlight on the little guy's face, he got up and went to the window and pulled the curtain again.

After carefully checking the little guy's quilt again and making sure that the little feet won't kick out from all directions, he walked out of the room and gently closed the door.

When the little guy slept, Han Mo had time to sit in front of the computer and busy with his own affairs.

Han Mo is very busy. He is only busy for a little time. He belongs to himself, but he is very happy. Sometimes he can't help laughing when he thinks about the little guy's cute appearance. He can't help laughing with self-confidence.

Now Han Mo will not have any waves because of the ups and downs of his career, nor will he care about the gains and losses of the moment. All his energy is focused on the people in the house, including another person outside the house.

Thinking of this, Han Mo's mind appeared her figure, graceful figure, white skin, sweet beauty, and Han Mo's mouth couldn't help climbing up again with a smile.

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The next morning

Sichen media building

Little Ponzi sent coffee to Munce's office according to his daily routine.

"Did you do this?" Meng Si suddenly asked.

Before he could put down his coffee and leave, pangxie was stunned. He stopped at his feet, glanced at the position where the boss's eyes fell, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Little Ponzi smiled and touched the back of his head, "you found it."

Munce said nothing and sipped his coffee.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with sichen media, but pangxie's friends used to know Meng Si. Later, because of his similar personality, pangxie also likes to make friends, so he came close. He didn't intend to hide from Meng Si, but he didn't want to take the initiative to tell Meng Si.

Meng si still didn't speak. Little pangxie was a little nervous and looked timidly at the boss.

The atmosphere in the office became very quiet. Little pangxie could only hear the sound of swallowing his saliva, and his heart fluctuated violently.

As time passed, Xiao Pang was worried by the boss's silence.

At this time, Mengsi suddenly looked up at little pangxie.

Xiao Pang's face stiffened and his heart became more frightened.

"Meng, Mr. Meng, actually... I think..." Xiao Pang began to be incoherent without thinking about how to explain.

Meng Si suddenly smiled when he saw the nervous little pangxie.

"You smelly boy, when did you handle affairs so ruthlessly, but Li Xi didn't even have the most basic character. He deserved this end."