Almighty Star Daddy

Shu Ya's pink lips moved slightly, "Is the song in the video your original creation?"

"Yeah." Han Mo replied calmly.

In the face of Han Mo's understatement, Shu Ya's heart was still a little turbulent, but she has completely calmed down, "This video is very popular now." Although she was a little surprised that Han Mo could write songs and write so well, but Han Mo used to She knows it sings well.

Han Mo didn't pay much attention to this matter. In his original world, people often uploaded recorded videos to the Internet, and some people might repost them, maybe they happened to be seen by Shu Ya. He gave a light "oh", and there was no response.

Han Mo's indifferent attitude made Shu Ya quite surprised. In addition to what happened before, Shu Ya subconsciously raised her eyebrows and wanted to say something but didn't say anything. She was used to Han Mo's rhetoric and big talk. Shu Ya was very uncomfortable with his unrealistic ideals and suddenly became so silent and low-key.

Although Shu Ya had doubts in her heart, she didn't say much. Over the years, she had adapted to hide all her feelings towards Han Mo, "Go and search for videos on the Internet."

The two didn't chat too much, just said a few words and hung up the phone.

Hanging up the phone, Shu Ya held the phone and didn't put it back in her bag for a long time. She always felt that Han Mo was very different from before. Although he hadn't met before, the way he spoke, his tone, and his style of doing things had changed too much. big.

After a moment of doubt, Shu Ya raised the corner of her mouth. Isn't this what she hoped? Maybe Han Mo is really getting better and wants to start working hard.

Han Mo put the phone aside, didn't take it seriously, and continued to search for new stories in his memory. The first "Frog Prince" was just an impromptu talk by Han Mo, and the picture book he painted was also drawn on a whim. The little guy is just happy. The second book can't be so random, and you have to choose carefully. Fortunately, there are no stories in the original world here, and the cultural industry in this world is sluggish, and children's books are also very scarce.

Ding dong, the phone rang just by Han Mo's hand.

A push message popped up on the screen, and Han Mo glanced at the phone. It was a video.

He just remembered the video that Shu Ya said on the phone just now. In the past, he automatically ignored this kind of push, and finally cleared it all together. Because Shu Ya mentioned his video just now, Han Mo just clicked on the message.

The prelude sounded, and Han Mo couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this himself.

This is just a video reprinted by a news website. As long as it is to report the news of the largest video website C station overnight, and it is accompanied by screenshots of some netizens' comments, Han Mo didn't read it carefully, and swiped the screen twice. Even after browsing.

He just remembered that what Shu Ya had just said was also station C, turned on the computer, Han Mo searched station C, clicked in and saw his own video, because his video was pinned to the top, and Han Mo was scrolled in the big picture above. Picture holding a guitar.

A small triangle at the bottom of the graph is the number of plays, followed by a number 63.325 million. He hadn't paid attention to this kind of video site before, and he didn't know the difference in the number of playbacks. He moved his gaze down a bit, and it happened to be the second-ranked video. The cursor moved a little, and the playback volume was 3534.2 in an instant. My own video is nearly twice as much as the second. On the list, a purple word "Boom" is written after the video title "Best Bar Singer". Others are followed by red "new" at most, or red "hot".

There are also several hot search topics around the video in other parts of the homepage. #Searching for bar singers, #Those flowers are you okay, #Those stories about who once fell in love and are now separated from each other...

Han Mo's character is low-key, and he is relatively indifferent to these things. He knows that these popularity are temporary. There may be a new hot search video tomorrow to occupy the top spot, and his "Those Flowers" will soon be forgotten.

People's attention to new things is very short-lived. Han Mo doesn't have much joy after being followed. Just like watching an ordinary news, he is ready to turn off the computer after reading it.

The lower right corner of the screen indicated that there was an unread email, which was sent by Happy Valley, and Hanmo opened it casually.

"Hello Mr. Han, here is a demo of the song that has been produced. President Jin asked me to send it to you to try it out. If there is no problem, we will put it on the market as soon as possible."

I thought about the high speed of doing things in Happy Valley, but I didn't expect it to be so high. In just one day, the song was completely produced. Thinking about it, too, it is maddening to have a lot of money. As long as you have money, all programs can be expedited.

Han Mo clicked on the demo of the song, and he sang the part he sang many times because of Jin Mei's nitpicking. Han Mo mainly wanted to hear the child's voice. This voice was very professional when he heard it. Xuan was so innocent when she sang. But think about it, this may be the best little singer that Happy Valley can find.

At first Happy Valley hoped to let Xuanxuan sing the children's part to restore the most authentic singing, but Han Mo refused. He didn't want the child to be exposed to these things too early. Although Happy Valley said it would add a lot of money, Han Mo thought I didn't even want to decline directly.

There was no problem with the song, and Han Mo briefly replied to the email.

......

noon the next day

Meng Si has been looking for the person in the video all day and night. He specially sent a few people to stare at the website and waited for Han Mo to come out. Meng Si didn't believe in such a popular video. So few times, even if you don’t see it on your phone, you can always see people around you reposting it. Even if the recording is not clear, people who are close to you can always recognize it. The people in the video will never be unaware that they are already on the Internet. Fire.

Meng Si understands the mood of bar singers too well. They are all crazy men with dreams. Even if they can calm down and make money playing and singing in bars, who doesn't want a bigger stage and wants to be famous. He concluded that the person in the video would definitely show up, and jumped out to admit that the person in the video was himself.

At first, Meng Si was very confident. From time to time, he asked about the situation of his subordinates. No one, no two times. After asking countless times, the result was the same. Meng Si directly scolded several people. With such a large amount, there must be no omissions. Later, he himself joined the work of screening messages.

Meng Si put down the empty coffee cup in his hand and sighed, "This guy doesn't even have a computer at home, he doesn't have a computer, he also has a mobile phone. Even if he doesn't have a mobile phone, everyone around him will die. , Oops, my eyes, eye mask, eye mask."

The little assistant hurriedly took the eye mask into the office, and handed it to the boss respectfully. I haven't seen him care so much for anyone in the past few years.

"Mr. Meng, your eye mask."

Meng Si took the eye mask, feeling irritated, he couldn't believe it, a big living person could still evaporate.

Meng Si teased the seemingly invisible bangs and said, "Tell them to continue looking for me, I still don't believe in this evil."

The assistant nodded in agreement, but suddenly the phone rang. Meng Si didn't like the phone ringing when others were talking to him, so the assistant usually kept mute, but the boss suddenly didn't have time to turn off the sound when he called.

The little assistant was startled when the music came out, and hurriedly took out the phone to turn it off.

Meng Si abruptly sat up from the chair, "Wait."

The little assistant didn't dare to move, the music on the phone was still playing, "Thank you for patronizing my little monster, you are the most beautiful love letter I have ever written, buttoning up the happiness of a family, I love you, rain or shine... ..."

Meng Si's eyes widened in disbelief, "Quick, give me your phone."