Godly Stay-Home Dad

Although Zhao Feng could not see through the Entertainment Circle, but in the dining hall, he was like a obedient child, looking at the contract word by word.    

Xue Qian watched from the side for a bit, then walked over to the sofa and sat down on the side of Mengmeng.    

"Little Beauty, why are you so beautiful and cute?" Xue Qian said with a smile on his face.    

"Is it cute or beautiful?" Mengmeng's watery big eyes flickered, showing her happy mood.    

"Of course, you are the most beautiful and cute Xiao Mei eyebrow I have ever seen."    

"Cluck, cluck, cluck ?" Eyebrows... "Little big brother, you're also cute and beautiful." Mengmeng chuckled and said.    

"That's not right, little brother should be handsome. Then Mengmeng, who do you think is handsome?" Xue Qian teased the Mengmeng.    

"Eh?"    

Mengmeng was startled, then she snorted lightly as her small body leaned into Zhang Han's embrace and said: "My Baba is handsome, my Baba is the most handsome, don't you think you are beautiful, hmph."    

"Hahaha ?" Xue Qian laughed heartily.    

Zhang Han also shook his head with a light smile on his face. To him, Mengmeng being happy was fine as long as it didn't mean anything else.    

"Brother Zhang, your daughter is so nice." Xue Qian felt that the time was right, and calling him Mr. Zhang was a little out of the ordinary, so he called Brother Zhang, which seemed a bit closer.    

"Of course." Zhang Han said with a faint smile, and pride rose on his face, as if saying, with such a cute and obedient daughter, he had a feeling that it was enough for his entire life.    

"Oh yeah, Brother Zhang, I need to ask you something." Xue Qian thought for a while and said.    

"Yes."    

"Under what circumstances did you write this actor? I think Brother Zhang's music skills are really good. "    

This song, made him feel as if it was written down to his very bones. Seeing Zhang Han right now, he felt that he was a hero who saw things alike.    

Zhang Han laughed without saying a word.    

Under what circumstances? In the case of rebirth, you can write songs for rebirth.    

"Eh ?" Xue Qian muttered to himself for a bit, and said: "Brother Zhang, should I give you a way to contact me? We can talk about music in the future. "    

"I don't have time."    

Zhang Han rejected him immediately.    

This couldn't help but cause Xue Qian to be slightly startled, then to laugh bitterly. At the same time, he also understood a little bit in his heart.    

A scholar's personality would sometimes be a little weird, which was understandable. In his heart, Zhang Han was considered a super strong scholar.    

However, he didn't expect that things would take a turn for the worse. After Brother Zhang poured cold water on his face, the next sentence made him excited again:    

"If it's a song, I can write a few more for you."    

"Huh?" Li Fan who had signed the contract and was walking over was overjoyed when he heard this, he immediately said: "That's great, Mr. Zhang is truly talented, the songs that are written are definitely not bad, then we will wait for Mr. Zhang's good news."    

Li Fan didn't really think much of this phrase, because classical songs were rarely seen and very difficult to write. Even the famous lyricist s didn't have all of these classic songs, so much so that only a few of them were classic songs.    

Although this was the case, Li Fan would still say these kind words. After all, this performance was something that was completely true.    

However, what surprised everyone was that Zhang Han looked at the time and then casually said: "Then let's do it now."    

"Ah?" "Now?" The few of them were stunned.    

"Yes." Zhang Han nodded and hugged Mengmeng in his arms as he said, "Mengmeng, can we go to recording studio?"    

There was no doubt that if Mengmeng had said no, then Zhang Han would definitely not go as well. But fortunately, Mengmeng nodded his head after pondering for a moment, and said: "Alright, let's go to recording studio to play, hmm ? Mengmeng wants to sing too. "    

"Alright, then let the Mengmeng sing later." Zhang Han laughed and said.    

After saying that, he carried Mengmeng and led the way out.    

Li Fan and Xue Qian followed behind. Zhao Feng thought for a moment, and followed along, planning to go together.    

Thus, Zhao Feng drove and followed at the back.    

At the same time, on the opposite side of the street, in a black Mercedes-Benz, a brush cut man with a scorpion's tattoo on its neck, saw this scene, and revealed a sneer at the corner of its mouth:    

"Zhao Feng, oh Zhao Feng, I haven't seen you for a few days, have you already reached the stage of being a subordinate of a restaurant owner?"    

His cold tone was full of sarcasm. After saying that, he started the car and left. He picked up his phone and made a call.    

"Master Tang, we can confirm the news now. Zhao Feng is indeed working in a restaurant like a subordinate. I feel that if there's really something wrong with him, then this restaurant ?"    

"? ?"    

When they came to the recording studio once again, the staff were extremely excited to see Xue Qian here, and forcefully asked for a few photos to stay for the moment.    

"Baba, Mengmeng still wants to sing."    

Mengmeng reminded Yue Yang the moment he entered the recording studio.    

"Of course Mengmeng has to sing first." Zhang Han laughed and said: "What song can Mengmeng sing?"    

"Eh?"    

Mengmeng's bright and clear eyes froze for a moment as she immediately pouted. She stretched out her two small palms and counted the fingers on her left hand with her right hand as she said in a low voice, "Hmm ? Mengmeng will know, will know, 1, 2, 3 ? Wu ? Just a few English songs. "    

"Ah, the Mengmeng still knows English songs? "So powerful." Li Fan pretended to be surprised.    

Hearing that, the Mengmeng looked at Li Fan and said seriously: "I know a few."    

"Yeah, the Mengmeng is awesome." Zhao Feng said with a smile.    

"Then what song does Mengmeng want to sing?" Zhang Han asked.    

"I 'm    

going    

to    

sing    

a    

Price    

Tag    

(I'm going to sing a Price    

"The Little Princess had already begun speaking in English.    

"Oh, Mengmeng's English is not bad." Li Fan was startled, he did not expect the little fellow to speak English so fluently.    

In their eyes, children who could speak English at a young age were all highly educated. Although there were many children who could speak English everywhere in Xiangjiang, it was still rare for them to be able to speak so fluently like her.    

He did not know that Mengmeng was born in North America, it would be weird if he was not fluent.    

"Alright then, let's sing this first."    

Zhang Han stood in front of the microphone with Mengmeng in his arms and placed a large earphone next to Mengmeng's ear.    

Soon, the accompaniment sounded.    

"Okay    

Handsome    

Daddy    

, brother    

and    

Mengmeng, you    

"Oh, handsome Daddy, brothers, and I, Mengmeng, are ready."    

Mengmeng was the most familiar with this song, he changed the name of the original lyrics.    

When she was about to start singing, Little Princess's expression was extremely cute. Her big watery eyes flickered, and her little head swayed left and right according to the rhythm. She pouted her small mouth and started to sing.    

"Seems    

like    

everbody 's    

go    

a    

Price..... money    

money    

"money..."    

The moment Mengmeng opened her mouth to sing, her childish and clear voice was already intoxicating, especially the fluent and pure English, it made Li Fan, Xue Qian and even Zhao Feng somewhat surprised.    

Li Fan even felt that the Mengmeng had completely revealed the Tong Yin version of Price.    

Tag, aside from its timbre, its tone did not change at all.    

"Mr. Zhang is really powerful. For him to be able to bring up such an outstanding daughter, it means that Mister's musical attainments are truly terrifying!"    

Li Fan praised her repeatedly in his heart.    

An English song was sung by the Mengmeng without any pauses.    

"Pa Pa Pa Pa ?"    

After the song ended, everyone, including the recording staff, couldn't help but clap.    

"Wow, Mengmeng, you're so strong!"    

"Mengmeng's English is so fluent!"    

"?"    

Praise after praise made Mengmeng raise her small head. She laughed happily, but at the same time, she could not help but say: "En, Mama, my Mama's singing sounds even better."    

Everyone laughed and said a few words, then Mengmeng began to sing the next song.    

At this time, the recording studio seemed to have become a toy for the Mengmeng. She sang one song after another, and Zhang Han continued to play with the Mengmeng for about half an hour before the Mengmeng finished singing.    

"Mengmeng, sit over there and rest for a while. Dad will help them play the song." Zhang Han took out a tissue for Mengmeng to wipe the sweat off his forehead and lightly smiled.    

"Ugh ?" Baba, you have to hurry up. Mengmeng is a little hungry. "    

"Alright, we'll be ready soon."    

Zhang Han nodded.    

When Li Fan saw this scene, he could not help but pout his lips.    

How could it be so easy to make songs? No matter how high one's attainments in music was, it was not something that could be done just because one wanted it to.    

Even though he was so fast, the song he made was not a song. It was called the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves.    

Furthermore, looking at Zhang Han's appearance, he did not seem to be prepared at all. Even if he was awesome, it was impossible for him to produce a song in such a short amount of time!    

However, reality proved that in such a short period of time, Zhang Han indeed did not manage to produce a single song.    

Because he had directly done two of them.    

Li Fan's expression during this period of time seemed to be able to be made into an expression pack.    

At first his expression was indifferent and incredulous.    

But after seeing Zhang Han create a very good musical accompaniment within half an hour, Li Fan's eyes were already filled with shock.    

After seeing Zhang Han finish filling out the lyrics within two minutes.    

Li Fan's eyes were already slowly beginning to widen.    

Very quickly, after Xue Qian tried singing the first song, his mouth was already full of eggs as he listened to the effects of the music. To put it exaggeratedly, it was almost to the point of seeing his stomach.    

Xue Qian's performance was much better than his, because he was already completely immersed within the world of songs, unable to extricate himself.    

After the first song ended, Zhang Han started to play the accompaniment of the second song. Xue Qian, on the other hand, sang it a few more times:    

"In any case, the relationship now is already ambiguous. You don't have to make things difficult for yourself, find a suitable match ?"    

Soon, the accompaniment of the second song was released and the lyrics were filled in in less than two minutes.    

"Like how long a wave can last after it hits a hill. He might just praise you and then flow back. How long will you last when those beautiful flowers bloom? "It was broken by a poet, so I changed the lyrics ?"    

When the second song ended, Li Fan was completely dumbfounded.    

His eyes almost fell out of their sockets as his body trembled like an old man. His hands trembled as he pointed at Zhang Han and his lips moved.    

His cheeks were red, and he was trying really hard to pronounce it. Finally, he shouted at the top of his lungs,    

"How can he be so fast!"    

"This is impossible!"    

"This isn't scientific!"    

"Eh?" Mengmeng who was playing by the side looked at Li Fan with a strange expression. His expression was a little fearful as he whispered: "Wh-what's wrong with that big brother ?"    

"He was shocked." Zhao Feng hurriedly patted Mengmeng's back and said softly.    

"Pull, pull?" Mengmeng's bright eyes were filled with curiosity as he said in a low voice, "Oh ? What's a stroke? "    

"Mm ?" "This is how he acts. Right, this kind of crazy expression on his face really belongs to him."    

Zhao Feng once again looked at the crazy Li Fan and gave a definite answer.