Chapter 289

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The same melody, the same lyrics all the time.

"Han Mo wrote a new song?"

"No, Han Mo has been writing songs. Before, he gave Zhang Youcheng's Serenade at half moon and Shu Ya's in my song. This time Han Mo sang by himself. "

"Kiss my baby" sounds great. It's said to be written for his daughter. "

"I also want to have such a father. He can write songs for me. It's so warm."

"Don't you find that Han Mo sings better on the kindergarten stage than on TV? That doesn't have any dance effect. Even the stereo is very ordinary. "

"Han Mo is the real strength singer."

"Ask for the HD audio source of kiss my baby."

"Ask for the same."

Han Mo looked at the comments rolling on the screen. He was a little surprised. This song really just wanted to sing in the kindergarten. It was a song for the little guy. He didn't want to be exposed. He was brushed on the screen all of a sudden. Han Mo was a little surprised, but he didn't think much. He directly turned off the video.

The voting of xiangtian award is what Han Mo is most concerned about at the moment. As of 8 p.m., all voting windows have been completely closed. Entering the stage of vote statistics, the people on the network will no longer see the number of votes. Until 8 p.m. tomorrow, the awards will be broadcast live on apple station.

So Han Mo was anxious to see Shuya's votes. Zhang Xiaoxiao's votes had been shouting with Shuya, and her voice was also very high. She became Shuya's only strong enemy.

As for other awards, Han Mo didn't care much. He didn't even look at them. It was Shen Fei, as Meng Si said before. Han Mo looked at his votes with great interest and was still far ahead. No accident, there was no suspense in the first part of the voting link.

Zhang Liguo abandoned the legend of the Red Princess and resolutely chose the legend of Zhen Huan in order to win the xiangtian award. This award has the highest gold content in the TV drama industry. For this reason, Zhang Liguo's character in the TV drama industry is smelly, and the investors are reluctant to film with him. Once his credit rating decreases, it is difficult to change it, Everyone is afraid that his hard-working works will be abandoned by the director.

At first, he bowed to benefit and replaced Shuya with Luna. Later, he bowed to benefit and gave up the legend of the red imperial concubine and took over the legend of Zhen Huan.

In his heart, only fame and wealth, the rest are very thin.

Han Mo probably knew it. Just about to turn off the computer, he pushed the wechat hot search news in the lower right corner of the web page.

"Han Mo's new song kiss my baby"

Fans are looking for the HD audio source of Han Mo's song. Although the video is recorded clearly, the listening effect is much worse than the HD version recorded in the studio, and the experience is very poor.

Han Mo's mobile phone lit up on the desktop. When he was in kindergarten, he adjusted the mobile phone to mute. Han Mo looked at the mobile phone screen and connected the phone directly.

"Little Mo Mo, why don't you tell me about your new song? Record it into a single in the company and then sing it outside." As soon as the phone was connected, Meng Si's eager voice came out of the receiver.

How can a song in kindergarten become so much attention in just a few hours.

Meng Si saw that Han Mo didn't immediately answer and then said, "you're lucky. Your song became popular before it was sent. I saved a lot of advertising money by pushing song online V, several famous sound critics and music producers."

Han Mo knew nothing about all this. He knew that it must be the parents who recorded the video, but he didn't pay attention because what spread so quickly.

The official account of official account was official account of a child's parents. The public number had some influence and was forwarded again.

This is only Han Mo's guess, there is no final conclusion.

But he knew that Meng Si would not call him just because the song spread in a short time, "there must be something else."

"You're so smart, my little Mo Mo, are you a little roundworm in my stomach?" Meng Si was coquettish.

Han Mo rolled his eyes across the phone and said coldly, "speak human words."

Meng Si stopped for a moment and swallowed what he wanted to say. Smash your mouth, "people say, ah bah." Meng Si coughed twice. "You took him to the ditch. The main thing is that the organizers of the xiangtian award don't know how to know your kiss my baby. Just now they suddenly contacted me. I hope you can sing this song at the award ceremony tomorrow, so can you finish the accompaniment during the day tomorrow?"

Meng Si's tone changed back to the normal channel when he was talking about business.

Han Mo thought, "yes."

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Next day

The air in Beidu, which has just fallen snow, is cool and fresh. People walking in and out of the streets are in a hurry, breathing fog, hurried and busy.

Han Mo sent the little guy to the kindergarten. He told Xuanxuan at the gate of the kindergarten that his grandparents came to pick her up after school today because his father still has a job, but he can watch the live broadcast on Apple TV at 8 p.m. and wait for his parents to appear.

The little guy was a little lost when he heard his father say he couldn't pick him up, but he was happy when he heard that he could see his father and mother on TV. The chicken pecked rice and nodded his head, then raised his index finger and posed in a low voice in front of his small mouth, "Dad, I will be very low-key and will never tell others."

Han Mo was amused by the child's expression and rubbed the little guy's head. "Yes, let's keep a low profile."

The little guy jumped and jumped with teacher Ding Rou into the kindergarten. When he entered the kindergarten, he looked back at his father and made a victory gesture.

Han Mo smiled and waved to the little guy.

It should be nice for the little guy to see him sing kiss my baby again on TV at night. Han Mo thought in his heart and couldn't help laughing at the corners of his mouth.

Sichen media office building

Han Mo didn't go to Meng Si. Although it was not difficult to play and sing by himself, the evening program was live broadcast and the award ceremony. Han Mo had high requirements for accompaniment. Han Mo had to make the accompaniment.

"Han Mo?"

Before he could walk into the studio, the voice behind him stopped him.

Looking back along the direction of the voice, it turned out that Zhai Xu was competing for an excellent actor with teacher Huang Jianming.

Han Mo has dealt with Zhai Xu many times. He doesn't appreciate this person, but he doesn't hate it. Others take the initiative to talk to him. Han Mo still stopped and smiled politely.

"I just recorded a song. It's actually a practice. I'm going to attend the xiangtian award ceremony tonight." Han Mo didn't ask him. Zhai Xu said it himself.

Han Mo remained polite, "congratulations."

Zhai Xu took another two steps to Han Mo with great interest. "Xiangtian award is the highest honor for a TV drama actor. It should be said that every award established is a high honor for TV dramatists."

Han Mo agreed and nodded slightly.

Zhai Xu subconsciously raised his head, "this year is the first time to use the shortlist, which is obtained by both recommendation and audience voting." He paused. His face was full of pride, but he tried to restrain himself, trying to suppress his happy expression. "In fact, I didn't pay much attention to the number of votes. I'm a Buddhist actor. Everything goes with fate."

Han Mo smiled and didn't speak.