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Chapter 990: The Little Girl Who Saved Dad (2/2)

"dad!"

Under the care of his grandfather, Yang Xiaozhao, who was sitting on the carpet in the living room unpacking toys, seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly raised his little head and looked in surprise at his parents who had finally come down from upstairs after struggling.

I don't know if she only had eyes for her father, but the little girl opened her voice and screamed excitedly.

Her voice was loud enough, but very childish. When the adults heard it, they couldn't help but smile lovingly. Especially Comrade Lao Dai, who looked at the little guy with loving eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became a little deeper when he smiled.

Dai Zhenhong didn't like to smile so much before. In the eyes of senior executives within Runyuan Real Estate, the chairman and general manager is very majestic. He doesn't even need to keep a straight face to give people a feeling of calmness and authority. Yang

When Qian communicated with him in private, he was often too arrogant to take a breath, which shows how strong Dai Zhenhong's momentum is.

Now he's fine. During the time when he was recuperating at home, Dai Zhenhong played with his granddaughter every day. His tough style and cold eyes were all melted by Yang Xiaozhao's children's shoes!

"Hey, slow down, walk slower!"

Yang Qian saw his daughter getting up from the carpet with her little ass arched, and then rushed towards him impatiently. He quickly walked forward, then squatted down and hugged the little guy who bumped her head against her.

Yang Xiaozhao can now stand without an adult holding his hand. Of course, he is still a little wobbly when walking. Without an adult to support him, he can easily fall.

Usually Dai Yuni and the others don't support her much, because Dai Zhenhong said that the more she falls, the faster she grows up.

It is precisely because she is not supported and coaxed often that Yang Xiaozhao does not cry when she falls. She often falls down and lies on the ground with her little butt sticking out high. Then she turns her big eyes and finds that no adult comes to coax her.

She, she got up by herself after a while.

He is a strong little baby!

Of course, it doesn't matter if you fall while walking normally, but if you are running rampant like this now, it is still a bit dangerous if you bump into the legs of the sofa or the cabinet.

In addition, the little guy's "Dad" call just now made Yang Qian feel warm in his heart. He was not willing to let his daughter fall down, so he immediately hugged her.

"Are you walking without looking at the road? Are you running so fast?"

Yang Qian lovingly picked up the little one, gently scratched her little nose with his fingers, and pretended to criticize her.

"Cluck, cluck!"

Yang Xiaozhao twisted his little body, buried his head on his father's shoulder, chuckled, and refused to let his father touch his nose.

With her father around, Yang Xiaozhao no longer wanted her grandpa to play with her. Even when her mother tried to reach out to hug her, she refused with a "huh".

"Just stick to your dad. If dad is not at home from now on, don't ask me to hug you!"

Dai Yuni was jealous as usual, and deliberately wrinkled her nose and made a face after her.

There is actually no point in saying such harsh words. Yang Xiaozhao couldn't understand it at all, and couldn't understand her mother's "viciousness" at all. The little girl even thought her mother was teasing her, and kept cuddling next to her father's neck, looking at her mother with a smile on her face.

Dai Yuni ignored her and turned around to go to the yard.

She recently had some of her favorite flowers planted in the yard, thinking that spring was coming and she could enjoy the feeling of having the yard full of flowers.

Although every once in a while, special people would come over to help take care of the flowers and plants in their courtyard, but Dai Yuni also had to take care of them at all times, so as not to let the birds that occasionally flew in ruin them.

...

"This time I went to the United States, you made quite a stir. Tell me, what did you gain when you went abroad for the first time?"

Yang Qian hugged his daughter and sat next to his father-in-law, but before he could care anything, Dai Zhenhong, like an examiner, gave Yang Qian, who had returned from abroad, a test question.

Obviously, Dai Zhenhong didn't ask about Yang Qian and Ouyang Xiaoqing's "gain" from winning the championship. The object of his investigation was Yang Qian.

"It's not as fruitful yet. I just went out for a trip and gained many insights that I never had before..."

Yang Qian answered cautiously.

"Huh? Tell me more specifically."

Dai Zhenhong nodded slightly.

"The biggest one is that I probably feel the difference in enthusiasm between the United States and China in the entertainment industry. Although we have a large group, and there are also a lot of spectators at the finals of large competitions, we may be a little more reserved.

, the difference in the degree of enthusiasm reflected is relatively large.

In addition, I think it may be because they don’t know enough about music and dance. The audience in the United States is more immersed in enjoying the programs on stage, and the feedback they give is also very strong, almost like singing and dancing.”

Yang Qian participated in the performance on the second day, but on the first day he sat under the stage and watched the show. He was surrounded by the audience. He could clearly feel the enthusiasm of those Americans.

It can be said that except for the time in between, those Americans can almost stand and watch the whole show. They not only cheer, but also can't help but sing a few lines or follow the music when they encounter the songs they are familiar with and like.

Twisting the body.

The scene of "America's Got Talent" actually gave Yang Qian the feeling of watching a top rock band live!

The same passion!

Yang Qian was certainly envious of such an atmosphere.

If sponsors see such effects, they might be more willing to sponsor more programs like this, right?

In contrast, domestic music programs are too biased towards romance. A good music program tells stories and the duration of the dialogue far exceeds the singing part.

Maybe there are one or two that can move people, but they are all of this type, and everyone will feel boring watching them.

They may even ask, is this a music variety show? Isn’t this just a reality show in disguise, with singing interspersed in it?

Of course, we may not be able to completely let the program producers take the blame. Yang Qian is not in this field, and he has no achievements or authority in this area, so he cannot make any rash comments.

"Then what do you think should be done to improve this situation and narrow the gap you mentioned between China and rice?"

Dai Zhenhong continued to give him questions.

Uh, how can Yang Qian answer this?

He is just a small musician, not an industry veteran. Even if an industry veteran comes, he will not be able to provide a good solution.

"Perhaps we still need to continue to promote music education. If more people understand music, they may love music from the bottom of their hearts..."

The problem-solving ideas given by Yang Qian are still what he always considers to be "basic" problems.

Just when Dai Zhenhong wanted to continue asking questions and forcing Yang Qian to think, Yang Xiaozhao, who was being held by his father, became a little impatient.

"Well!"

The little girl pushed her father's big hand and struggled to get down.

But when her father put her on the carpet, Yang Xiaozhao didn't want to play with the toys scattered on the floor. Instead, she groaned and pulled her father's trouser legs, trying to drag him away.


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