Chapter 347

"Love songs have magic to save a marriage."

"Shuya, a healing singer, goes straight to the depths of the soul."

"Later, I learned how to love and still be together."

The major media reported this matter from different angles. The media has a high sensitivity. Just during the time of Parliament, many relevant tweets have been uploaded on the Internet.

Wechat entertainment network also made an exclusive report on this matter and contacted the party quietly and her boyfriend.

The two people accepted an online interview with the reporter of wechat entertainment network, explained their every bit from acquaintance to love on the platform, and said that they are all fans of Shuya. They like her TV dramas, movies, songs and her fans.

Shu Ya also looked at the text interview of the young couple's acquaintance on wechat. She couldn't help thinking of her past with Han Mo, forwarded the report of the interview and Peiwen: I hope you keep going.

Although it's just a matter of moving your fingers for Shuya, a first-line star reprints the love story of a pair of ordinary people and sends blessings.

For a time, it caused a small commotion on the Internet, and netizens scrambled to reprint it and send blessings together.

Originally, many netizens who did not know this matter also knew what happened to music broadcasting when they saw the reprint of Shuya.

"Shuya will bless the fans. The lovers are so happy. I also want to fall in love."

"God, there's such a coincidence. Call the hotline at the same time."

"Is this the magic of songs?"

"I'm going to listen, too. I can finally say goodbye to being single this year."

"From today on, I am a fan of Shuya."

"Turn powder in the same way."

"Same as..."

Music broadcasting is a small episode, but it inadvertently brought many new fans to Shuya, and added a group of fans because of her kind blessing.

"There are still two days to know the results of this week's major lists." Zeng Ying is a little excited. Although Shuya's achievements in film and television dramas are obvious to all, she has never made a breakthrough in her identity as a singer, not to mention platinum records, that is, there has been no good ranking in the major lists of songs. At most, the single has hit the top ten, which is also the tail, and it is difficult to maintain it for more than a week.

So Zeng Ying is looking forward to this time, "it's good to be in the top five for both albums and singles for two weeks."

"Just the top five? Two weeks? There is no difficulty in setting the goal. " Han Mo said casually.

Zeng Ying was talking to herself. When she heard Han Mo's words, she was stunned, "isn't it? It's already very difficult. We've never been in the top five before, and it's still a double list of singles and albums. "

Han Mo smiled, "that's because there was no me before."

Zeng Ying's eyes were stunned.

Shuya covered her mouth and smiled.

Zeng Ying is a little unhappy. She knows that Shuya believes in Han Mo, and she also believes in Han mo. the songs are really beautiful, but the songs on the list are always a little accidental. She doesn't know why, but she always has works that she thinks are very good, but she can't win others on the list.

"Let's make a bet." Han Mo said with a smile“ I bet Xiaoya will not only be the top five, but also the first in every list. "

Zeng Ying stopped for a while. Of course, she hopes Shuya can be the first in each list, but this is impossible. Professional singers have never had such achievements. They are the first in all lists. This is to create a miracle.

"If Xiaoya doesn't rank first in all the lists, that's my problem. I'll give you a 10% salary increase and continue to work hard in the future."

Zeng Ying showed an excited look and almost jumped up happily, but she felt that she shouldn't be happy. After all, it's a good thing that Shuya can get the first place in the major lists. She was so happy that she could raise her salary. She really shouldn't.

Just when Shuya is tangled about whether she should be happy or not.

"However, if Shuya comes first in every list." Han Mo's voice sounded again.

"The cleaning of the nanny car is up to you."

Zeng Ying was stunned, hesitated for a moment and said, "if Shu Ya really can be the first in each list, I'm happy to wash the car."

Shuya smiled helplessly, but did not stop their bet.

Shuya knew in her heart that only Han Mo would make a joke and bet with Zeng Ying if he was 100% sure. He must have full confidence. Although Shuya herself felt that she couldn't believe that she ranked first in all the lists, she believed that Han Mo would be right as long as he was sure.

Along the way, Zeng Ying broadcast news about Shuya on Weibo with Han Mo and Shuya, including her album, her new songs, her blessings to little lovers, and fans' appreciation for her dress taste.

Send Zeng Ying back, and Han Mo goes home with Shuya.

The two men stood at the door. They just inserted the key into the key hole. Before they turned, they heard the crisp voice of the little guy from the other side of the door.

The sound grew louder as the door was opened.

"Grandpa, do you know the name of this picture?" The little guy held up a picture and stretched it out in front of the old man.

Han Jun smiled and took over the painting of his baby granddaughter. A piece of white paper had been painted with color. In fact, he probably understood it, because the painting paper was mainly green, with green trees and green grass, but it was strange that not all the paintings were pictures with tender green small tree buds and small fairy grass.

But half, half with small buds and half bare. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a regular gradual change.

The old man really couldn't think of what the painting was called. He asked in an inquiring tone, "it's called a small tree?"

The little guy shook his head.

The old man looked at the picture carefully again and continued to ask, "is that grass?"

The little guy shook his head harder.

This time, the old man thought for a long time, and suddenly his eyes brightened, "Grandpa knows, it's called small trees and grass."

"Grandpa, no, No." The little guy's head shook like a rattle.

At this time, Han Mo and Shu Ya just opened the door and came in. The little guy jumped up happily when he saw his parents coming.

"Dad, mom."

The little guy jumped on Han Mo's body. Han Mo turned a circle with his daughter and gently put it down.

"What were Xuanxuan and grandpa talking about just now?" Han Mo asked curiously.

The little guy's dark eyes twinkled like stars. He took the baby painting back from his grandfather and handed it to his father.

"Dad, what's the name of Xuanxuan's painting?" The little guy looked expectantly at his father. His grandparents guessed wrong. She hoped his father could guess it.

Han Mo is holding the picture painted by the little guy in his hand, and Shuya also comes together.

Small trees and grass are not all green, but some are still bare without small green buds.

Shuya frowned slightly and looked at Han Mo with a look of help. She couldn't guess what the name of the little guy's painting was more appropriate than small trees and grass.

Han Mo carefully appreciated his daughter's painting, with a happy smile on his face, gently touched the little guy's head, "is Xuanxuan's painting called spring?"

The little guy stared and raised his arms excitedly, "almost, almost, Xuanxuan's painting is called" spring is coming. "

After the whole family heard the little guy's answer, they gathered around the painting and enjoyed Xuanxuan's works again with the name of the painting.

Spring is coming!

The child turns the original static painting into dynamic. The place where spring has gone is green and new buds have grown. The place where spring has not gone is the bare small trunk.

This may be the different angle between children and adults.

Han Mo didn't expect that the little guy could add his ideas to the content of the painting. He spoiled and rubbed the child's head, "can you give the painting to dad?"

The little guy shook his head. "I'm sorry, Dad. Teacher Ding Rou said that she would give the painting to her tomorrow. He also praised Xuanxuan."

Parents praise their children ten times, but they are not as good as the teacher. At the moment, the little guy's face shows a proud look and shows off the things praised by the teacher during the day with his parents.