I Am a Big Player

　　You who won the stars?

　　 Yang Xi lowered her head to think about the name, and she suddenly laughed: "Well, if I can release an album, I'll call you the star winner!"

　　In the first 15 years of Yang Xi's life, because of her father, her life was far less peaceful. Compared to a girl who lived a peaceful life, she could even be called eccentric. However, meeting Ren He at this time and the other party's sudden display of outstanding creative talents made her feel that returning to her ancestral home Luoyang this time was like the most bizarre trip, a bit unreal.

　　 With a dream, the girl went to various places to learn music theory and musical instruments. Inadvertently, it was possible to realize this dream.

　　 Yang Xi said sincerely: "Thank you."

　　 But when Yang Xi was about to say something, a man’s magnetic voice suddenly came from the stairs: “Yang Xi, I’m going home for dinner.”

　　 is Yang Xi's father! Ren He was taken aback for a moment, and he suddenly panicked. Is this really the rhythm of people's daughters about to be discovered? He was a bit caught off guard. When I was a teenager, the most terrifying thing was not only my parents, but also other people's parents...

　　 The sound of pedaling came, Ren He realized that the other party was about to climb up the stairs, he suddenly wanted to find a place to hide, but where did he hide on this rooftop? Do you want to climb down? Anyway, he can climb stairs and has good physical fitness...

　　 But when he was about to turn over and go downstairs from outside the wall, Yang Xi suddenly laughed and grabbed him: "What are you doing, no need to do this, my father is very easy to get along with."

　　 Damn it, it’s easy to get along with the other person’s purpose is pure, but I’m not pure at all, I feel so guilty...

　　 "Sometimes I think you don't look like your peers, but now..." Yang Xi smiled very happily, it seems that Ren He looks very interesting now.

"You don't understand..." Ren He just finished speaking. He has already seen Yang Xi's father Yang En sticking his head out at the entrance of the rooftop. His hair is still combed meticulously, but he has changed into home clothes, it looks like It's really mild...

　　 Ren He smiled awkwardly: "Good uncle."

　　 Then there was a brief moment when the two men stared at each other with big eyes. Ren Hesheng was afraid that the other party would rush to beat him up, and he could not fight back...

　　 "It's you, the kid who jumped off the building," Yang En recognized Ren He, and he smiled and said, "Come down and have dinner together."

　　Huh, it's dangerous, Ren He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Yang Xi smiled and said, "Well, my father is not as scary as you think?"

　　 Then you have to have dinner to see if it’s a Hong Men Banquet...

　　 Ren He followed Yang Xi downstairs, and when he entered the door, he saw four dishes and one soup on the restaurant table: scrambled eggs with tomato, vinegared potato shreds, small fried pork, cold skin jelly, and a seaweed egg drop soup.

　　Every dish looks pretty good, but Yang Xi’s diplomatic ambassador dad still has such a hand.

Yang En greeted Ren He: "Come and sit down, I heard, you helped Yang Xi write a song called the brightest star in the night sky? I listened to her singing, the writing is really good, and the lyrics are also very good! "

　　 "Thank you..." Ren He's whole body is stiff now, what physical fitness of 4.12, what mature mentality, in front of the future father-in-law, it is all imaginary, and it is true that the father-in-law is happy.

　　 "Have you learned this knowledge before? Have you specially visited the teacher?" Yang En picked up a chopstick and potato shreds for Yang Xi and suddenly asked Ren He.

"Self taught…"

　　 "Haha, it's not easy," Yang En was amused by Ren He: "Don't be so restrained, I am not a cannibal tiger."

After eating such a meal, Ren He was surprised that Yang En did not mention anything about preventing him from contacting Yang Xi in the future. It seemed that it was really like what Yang En said on the phone that day. He believed that Yang Xi himself could Take care of it.

　　 This kind of dad is really good. I don’t want my mother to sign a hand with a little girl in my kindergarten. She has to talk to myself for half an hour...

During the meal, Ren He suddenly discovered that Yang Xi’s TV was broadcasting a foreign news channel, and he didn’t know how to do it. He knew that there was a TV card that could be plugged into the computer for dozens of dollars to watch foreign TV. Channel, but I don’t know how to deal with TV. Is it unique to Yang En?

　　 The incidents of terrorism and warlord chaos in Africa are being broadcast on TV. Ren He still watched it with gusto. Yang En asked in surprise, "Can you understand?"

"Understand a little," Ren He said modestly. After all, he had been an exchange student at the University of Berkeley in his previous life, and his oral English was still okay. Yang En asked him a few simple questions in English, and Ren He answered in English. After a while, there is nothing to hide, let the future father-in-law know that he is versatile.

　　 When he returned home after eating, Yang En suddenly said to Yang Xi: "Your classmate is quite interesting. His English accent is a bit like that of the West Coast of the United States."

　　 "It's a coincidence," Yang Xi smiled and didn't care.

　　 However, Yang En knew that things like accents were not so coincidental. But just a junior high school student, he smiled and shook his head and left him behind.

Ren He was walking on the road, and the cool breeze at night was blowing. He still enjoyed the tranquility. Now he can sing to Yang Xi and don’t have to do tasks anymore. There is nothing special about UU reading www.uukanshu.com. Demand. There is still more than half a month before the next release of the contribution fee of Shengshi Chinese.com, so I can relax for a while.

　　 But at this moment, Ren He's cell phone rang. When he saw the three words "Zhou Wu Meng" on the phone screen, he suddenly had an unknown premonition...

　　 "Hello, hello, Mr. Zhou."

"The Sanzijing has now issued a lot of physical books in various ways. The royalties of the first stage have been applied to your card. Please pay attention to check it." Old Zhou smiled heartily: "Are there any other works recently? "

　　 Shit... not good! When Ren He heard the word royalties, he felt ashamed! really!

　　 "Task: Jump on the roof of the teaching building, round trip, within one week."

　　 I’m going to Nima, this means going to the top floor of the teaching building to jump again, and to jump back and forth? Jump over and then jump back? Just thinking about being able to rest for a while, the task came again, can it work? Ren He was not well at the time. He calmly said to the phone: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, there are no new works recently, and... next time you don’t have to call me the royalties, I will give them when I need them. Your phone."

　　 "Huh," Zhou Lao was curious: "Aren't you still seeing money before, why don't you need money now?"

I’m so dumb that I’m so dumb to eat Huanglian. I also want money, but I don’t want a task. I just come here without a little defense. Ren He explained: “I’ve been thinking about it during this period of time. Be a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who is free from low-level tastes, and a person who is beneficial to the people."

　　 "Task: Do 50 squats with a desk on your shoulders, with a deadline of one week."

　　 I... Didn’t I just say a quotation from Chairman Mao? ! Are you serious? !