The father and daughter played for a while before leaving. Tingting wanted to eat Chaozhou porridge, and Shen Lang did as she was told. After the two of them had a meal, Shen Lang brought Tingting to Happy Valley.
It was a rare day of rest, so Shen Lang had already switched off his phone. He wanted to play with Tingting. He had to report to Yingjiu tomorrow. Although he did not have to stay there seriously, he could not accompany his daughter freely.
The Valley of Happiness was something that the father and daughter could only dream of. Standing in the square of the Valley of Happiness, Shen Lang felt an indescribable emotion.
A few days ago, he brought Tingting to the capital. Without savings, they could only sing everywhere. Happy Valley had a large flow of people and was one of their battle strongholds.
" Next, I'll give everyone a new song that I like very much. This song is my idol and also the spiritual pillar of our wandering singers. It was created by Shen Lang. I'll give everyone 'Boy' and hope that everyone will like it.”
Just as he was lamenting about the impermanence of the world, a stubborn voice came from not far away. Then, a warm applause sounded. In the applause, the crisp and pleasant guitar sound stood out, and the surrounding people gradually quieted down.
"That's what I miss day and night
The person I love deeply
How should I express myself
Will she accept me?"
The singing was not very pleasant, but this song attracted everyone's chorus. In fact, more and more people gathered. In the blink of an eye, the street singer was surrounded by three layers of people. Many people followed the rhythm and beat it as if they were listening to a concert.
"Daddy, you're on fire." Tingting hugged a cartoon balloon and grinned.
"It's good to be popular. The more popular Daddy is, the more toys Tingting will have.”Shen Lang smiled.
"Dad, please make it more popular. When I passed by that window, I saw a beautiful doll.”
"Buy!"
" I'm Little Zhou, a Beixiao. I believe that I'm not the only one who has dreams. Everyone here has dreams too. Now, I'll bring you a song called 'No Longer'. This song was written by Shen Lang. He is the inspirational idol of our Beixiao clan. I hope that everyone will like this song.”
Shen Lang brought Tingting to the other side, but he did not expect to meet some wandering singers. A few of them were actually singing his songs.
Although these people's Cantonese wasn't very standard, the melody of " No More " was really good. It was simple and easy to remember, and the singing style also had a 70% shout. As long as they could sing it properly, the song could be sung 30% well.
"Who decides whether I go or stay, who decides the universe in my heart?"
The group of people sang to the beat. Shen Lang's heart throbbed.
He recalled the scene of him standing on the stage yesterday and the lights focusing on him.
He seemed to enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention.
"This Shen Lang is really f * cking awesome. After we play in Happy Valley, I'll invite a few brothers to karaoke. I want to sing his new song.”
"Is there a new song at karaoke?”
"Of course there are. It's all channels now. These singers are singing in the style of Feiyun's Quiet Listening.”
"This is good. I like this."
"Tell me, why is he so awesome? Why is his brain so good? He has three good new songs on his face, and he's so handsome. My wife is crazy about him.”
"Who isn't? The girls in our dormitory are going crazy. They are looking forward to the next episode of The Voice. I didn't expect Shen Lang to be so hardworking. He uploaded three songs last night, and the girls kept repeating it for the entire night.”
"I've been doing it the whole night too. I really like this 'Boy.' The lyrics are so good that they made me cry.”
"'No More' is also very interesting. The more I listen to it, the better it sounds.'Angel' is also good.”
"Eh, is that Shen Lang over there? It seems so."
"No way, a big star would come here?”
Shen Lang gave the wandering singer the ten yuan that he had tidied up. He quickly lowered his head and pulled Tingting away. He felt that it was time to buy a hat and aviators.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to spend the entire day with Tingting in peace.
After playing in Happy Valley for the whole afternoon, Tingting was very happy. She especially liked bumper cars. She only stopped after paying more money three times.
Shen Lang liked this carefree daughter. Her sensible look made his heart ache.
After dinner, Tingting said that she wanted to go to the small cinema to watch cartoons, and Shen Lang fulfilled her request.
However, these small films did not look good. Shen Lang immediately had the intention to start a small film company.
As long as his daughter liked it, he would do his best to do it for her!
Tingting's face was full of happiness as she walked out of the small cinema. She said while eating the second bucket of popcorn,""Dad, where do you think these cartoon actors are found? Is there a zoo? Can you take me there?”
"Yes, when I have a break next time, I'll take you to the zoo. We won't watch the animals in cartoons.”
"Wow, are you serious?" Tingting jumped up.
After being happy for a while, she stretched out her hand and hooked her pinky. Shen Lang naturally understood what she meant. He stretched out his pinky and hooked his pinky with hers.
"Pinky swear and hang yourself. You can't change for a hundred years.”
Shen Lang could not help but laugh when he heard her childish voice.
"Daddy, let's go home. I want to carry it.”
"Alright, I'll do it."
"Then can you sing a song for me?”
"Okay, Daddy will sing a new song for you. This is a song that belongs to you.”After Shen Lang finished speaking, he started humming.
"The dark sky hangs low
Bright stars follow
Bugs fly, bugs fly
Who are you missing?"
"It's nice, nice." Tingting patted Shen Lang's back and giggled.
The bell-like laughter was crisp and melodious. After Shen Lang finished singing, Tingting fell asleep. Shen Lang carried her to the front and looked at her cute face. He reached out to caress her smiling face and said softly,""Tingting, thank you for bringing me happiness.”
"Bugs fly, bugs fly." Muttering sounds came from her sleep. Shen Lang gently rocked her and patted her back while singing a lullaby to coax her to sleep.
After returning to the hotel, he placed her on the bed and covered her with the blanket. Shen Lang turned on his phone and planned to use it to browse the news and song data on the bed. However, as soon as he turned it on, countless text messages popped up.
He opened it and saw that it was all messages from Ying Xiong.
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