Chapter 104

Click on the microblog, and the first three hot microblog searches are all about Liu Zixia, such as "creating the little prince's fierce online spray", "because of love" and "really love you".

As for the various hot topics under microblog, of course, they can't be separated from Liu Zixia and the author "Xia Yue.".

Maybe it's because of the star problem, he is more popular than "summer moon".

Back to the main interface of microblog, the number of fans has soared to 10.21 million.

If we divide the stars according to the number of Weibo fans, then Liu Zixia has entered the ranks of the front-line singers.

Quit the microblog, click to open the SMS, most of them are from friends, but there are also a few strange mobile phone numbers.

"How come there's a strange number?" Liu Zixia frowned and began to read one by one.

The content of the mobile phone number with the name is similar to that of wechat.

As for the next dozen messages from unfamiliar mobile phone numbers, most of them came from entertainment companies, Star Studios and well-known music producers.

After spending so many years in the entertainment industry, these people naturally have their own channels to get Liu Zixia's phone number, but they didn't get through that night. Who can call Liu Zixia's habit of using computers?

There's no way. They just want to go back to the next place. They choose to send a message to Liu Zixia. Naturally, the purpose is that after Liu Zixia sees these messages, he can reply to himself.

It's a pity that Liu Zixia is afraid of trouble. He directly deleted the short messages from entertainment companies, Star Studios and famous music producers.

Nonsense. Now, who in the entertainment industry doesn't know that he is a contract artist of Wenxing entertainment, and those top media companies all know that his agent is Lang Wenxing, which directly shows Wenxing Entertainment's importance to Liu Zixia and will never let him go.

Instead of asking for nothing, it's better not to contact, so these top media companies choose silence.

What about those who dare to contact his company? The purpose of the fight is self-evident.

For them, Liu Zixia did not have the patience to reply one by one.

In addition to these annoying strange numbers, there are two special messages sent by strange numbers.

One of them was also sent from around 6 a.m., the local mobile phone number of Jinghua:

"Hello, Xia Yue, I'm Hua Chunsheng. I got my contact information from Gao editor in chief of Yihua publishing house! Last night, Xiaoyou's three ancient poems surprised Lao Jiu. Originally, with Xiaoyou's fairy tale writing skills, he was qualified to join the Chinese writers' Association. Only a few days ago, Lao Jiu had been busy in other places. Today, he just sent out an invitation. Please don't blame him! If you see this message, please reply to me. I'm looking forward to discussing it with you

Liu Zixia looks at the text message sent by Hua Chunsheng and smiles.

He's not afraid that someone will use Hua Chunsheng's name to send him a message. After all, only Gao Zhuo, editor in chief of the children's Department of Yihua publishing house, has his "Xia Yue" contact information.

If Gao Zhuo is not willing, who can get his contact information from him? Hua Chunsheng's identity must be right.

After thinking about it, Liu Zixia edited a short message and sent it back to Hua Chunsheng

"Thank you! It's a great honor for him to join the association, but he has a special status. "Xia Yue" is just his pseudonym. If he joins the association, he can only use his pseudonym to show others. After thinking about it, it's OK. Mr. Xie Hua, if you can, I will visit you at the door to thank you for your kindness! "

"With Xiaoyou's talent and cultural background, if you don't join the association, won't you make the world laugh at my association's blindness? In addition, the Chinese writers' Association only needs to register his first name and confirm his identity. If Xiaoyou doesn't want to register his real name, he can register his pseudonym. At that time, the writers' association can also show his pseudonym in various activities. "

Liu Zixia originally thought that Hua Chunsheng would not reply to him so soon, but he didn't expect that Hua Chunsheng's text message would reply to him within a minute after the text message was sent out, just like he was standing by his mobile phone.

After thinking about it, Liu Zixia replied: "Mr. Hua sincerely invited me. If I refuse again, I will be too hypocritical. In this way, if you can, Mr. Hua, please tell me your residence and visit me at a convenient time! "

SMS second back: "little friend straightforward! Well, are you free at seven tonight? If you have time, come to 202, unit 3, building 11, Jinghua green harbor community. I'll let my wife cook some home cooked dishes. Let's eat and talk. "

"Please HuaLao, I will be at your house on time!"

After returning this message to Hua Chunsheng, Liu Zixia retreated. In the message box, there was another message from a strange number. The content of the message was just a few words: "Xiaoxia, go home!"

In the face of these five simple words, Liu Zixia's heart suddenly becomes very heavy. Although after yesterday, he knows that he still has roots and that there are parents and relatives in this world, but suddenly in the face of this situation, he still does not know how to face, how to express and how to respond.

After a long time, Liu Zixia replied: "good!"

……

"Wu Wu Wu..."

When Liu Zixia tidies up everything and brings out what Yueyue likes to eat, a whimper comes from Yueyue's room.

Liu Zixia, who is cleaning up the room outside, is slightly stunned and rushes into Yueyue's room with a quick color.

In the room, Yueyue is sitting on the bed, wiping her tears, and her little face is crying.

Liu Zixia rushed to Yueyue and looked at the little guy up and down. He asked eagerly, "Yueyue, what's the matter? Is it a pain or a nightmare? Please tell Dad... "

Yueyue didn't speak. She just cried and wiped her tears with her little hands.

Seeing Yueyue's pitiful appearance, Liu Zixia is in a hurry. He reaches out his hand to pick up the little guy, rushes to the underground garage, and sends Yueyue to the children's Hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Yueyue escaped Liu Zixia's big hand at this time and said, "Dad, Dad, what are you doing?"

Liu Zixia said, "Yueyue, do you have any pain? Dad, take you to the hospital? "

"No, it's not..." Yueyue's cerebellar pouch swayed like a rattle, "yes, it is..."

While saying this, Yueyue stretched out her little hand to open the quilt, pointed to a small piece of damp on the sheet and said: "it's Yueyue, wetting the bed... Yueyue, Yueyue has not been wetting the bed for a long time! Wu Wu... "

Shit, it's just bed wetting!

A false alarm, Liu Zixia was almost scared to death by her daughter!

"Well, well, Yueyue, don't cry." Shaking his head, Liu Zixia patted Yueyue's cerebellar pouch melon and said, "you are much more powerful than dad. When dad was your age, he wetted the bed every day."

Well, who can remember the memory of three or four years old so clearly? However, in order to coax his daughter, let alone four-year-old bed wetting, even ten-year-old bed wetting, he said it all.

"Really?" Yueyue stops crying and looks at Liu Zixia with sobs.

"Really Liu Zixia nodded for sure, "Yueyue is wonderful. I've only peed in bed with my father for such a long time. I'll continue to carry it forward in the future!"

"Well, does that father not like Yueyue?" Yueyue's hands were tightly held together and asked nervously.

"How?" Liu Zixia shook his head, "Yueyue is my father's baby. How can my father not like you? Come on, Dad, take you to wash, then change into clean clothes, let's have breakfast! I'll tell you, the breakfast dad made for Yueyue today is so rich that we can absolutely satisfy Yueyue. "

Liu Zixia began to change the topic, can't let the little girl in bed wetting this matter continue to tangle.

"Good!" Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Yueyue heard that she had food to eat, she immediately became energetic. "Yueyue wants to eat."

"Go, Dad, take you to wash!"

Liu Zixia took two clean clothes from the side and went to the bathroom with the little guy in his arms.

After working for a long time, Yueyue finally recovered from the sadness of bed wetting. When she sat down at the dinner table, she finally remembered the promise of her father and herself yesterday.

Some angry drum mouth, Yue Yue said unhappily: "Dad, you are a big cheat!"

It's what you want.

Originally, Liu Zixia also thought about escaping a disaster, but he didn't expect that the little guy's memory was so good.

"Why is Dad a liar?" Liu Zixia has a smile on her face.

"Hum, Dad promised Yueyue that he would tell her a story!" Yue Yue Du with a small mouth and a red face said, "Yue Yue has been waiting until very late. Dad hasn't come in yet."

"Dad went in yesterday!" Liu Zixia blinked innocently, "but after dad goes in, Yueyue has fallen asleep! Even if dad wants to tell you a story, it's too late. "

"But, but... Hum, I don't care!" Yueyue stopped eating at last, "Dad wants to make it up to me! Otherwise, Yueyue will be angry! "

While saying this, Yueyue pushed the small bowl forward and twisted the cerebellar pouch to the side. Instead of looking at Liu Zixia, a pair of small hands clenched into fists and inserted them at the waist.

Put on a clear look: "I'm very angry, coax me quickly, coax me quickly"!

Originally, Liu Zixia didn't want to get used to her children. When she was angry or unhappy, she would do whatever she wanted to do. After all, it was a bad habit.

But when Liu Zixia saw the angry look on the little guy's face, he thought that he did something wrong yesterday, so he finally sighed helplessly and said, "you say, how do you want your father to compensate you?"

Yueyue originally wanted to stick to her proud little character, but when she saw that her father's face didn't seem very good through the corner of her eyes, she turned her head and said cautiously: "then... Dad, tell Yueyue a story now?"