Huh?" After hearing Cao Shantong's words, Ye Ming, who was looking down at a pile of resumes, had a confused look on his face, "What's going on?"
"Some people on the Internet say that you have exhausted your talent as a prodigy, and they also say that you were under too much pressure some time ago," the eldest son on the side said in a deep voice, "What exactly is going on? Do you feel mentally depressed or something else? A bad feeling?"
"Is your talent exhausted?" Hearing Zhang Zhijing's words, Ye Ming couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Then he remembered the strange expressions of Liu Zhenghuan and others in the recording studio before, and suddenly showed a look of dumbfounding!
"As for that? Didn't I just write a new song? How come I've just exhausted my talents!"
Zhang Xinai is an ordinary urban white-collar worker from Huadu.
Eight years ago, she came to Huadu alone, and met the man in her life here.
Three years later, the two got married and bought their own house in Huadu Third Ring Road. Three years ago, a lovely little life came to this family, and since then the whole family has become more colorful. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.
The little one who was waiting for food is now a three-year-old cutie. Whenever she talks about her daughter with her colleagues, Zhang Xin'ai's face is full of joy and happiness.
However, today, my colleagues discovered that Zhang Xinai had been looking gloomy all day, staring blankly at the screen of her mobile phone from time to time.
"Xiao Ai, what's wrong with you today?" In the afternoon, a colleague finally couldn't help it and asked with concern, "I've been distracted all day. Is there something wrong at home?"
"Ah? No, no," Zhang Xin'ai, who came back to her senses, immediately shook her head, smiled helplessly, and said, "I'm just worried about Bao'er." Bao'er was her daughter's nickname.
"Bao'er?" When my colleague heard this, he immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong with Bao'er? Is he sick? Is it okay? Have you seen a doctor?"
Beside, several other colleagues heard the conversation and gathered around them, asking with concern. "
No, no," Zhang Xinai immediately shook her head and said, "Baoer is not sick. "
Looking at the concerned eyes of her colleagues, Zhang Xinai finally said the reason: "Actually, I was worried about whether Bao'er was doing well in the kindergarten, whether he cried, and whether he was bullied by other children!"
"oh!"
When a colleague heard this, he suddenly thought of something and suddenly realized, "Bao'er seems to be three years old! Today happens to be the registration day for school. This must be her first day of school!"
"Haha! I thought it was something! It turned out to be this!"
Several other older female colleagues also laughed. "
Is it because the child cried very sadly when you left?"
"Haha, don't worry! The kindergarten teacher is here and the child will be fine! This is how we came here too!"
"When I sent the child to the school gate, the child hugged my leg tightly, crying and yelling and refused to let me go. At that time, I almost wanted to hold the child in pain! Now think about it, It’s quite funny!”
Listening to the comforting words from her colleagues, Zhang Xinai's worried heart finally calmed down a little.
At this moment, a colleague looked up at the wall clock in the office and said, "Hey! It's already three o'clock now. Kindergarten ends at 3:30, right? Xiao Ai, you have to go there quickly. Don't let your children wait in the kindergarten." Too long!"
"Ah! Yes!"
Zhang Xinai looked at the time and immediately exclaimed, picked up her bag and ran out, "Sorry, I'm leaving first. Please help me tell the director!"
"Go! Drive carefully on the road and pay attention to safety!"
Amid the warnings from her colleagues, Zhang Xinai quickly went downstairs, got in her car, and went straight to her daughter's kindergarten.
Perhaps it was because of this time period that everyone was rushing to pick up their children from the kindergarten, so there was a slight traffic jam on the road near the kindergarten. Seeing a long queue in front of her, Zhang Xinai, who was bored, turned on the car radio. I plan to listen to the radio to pass the time.
Zhang Xinai had just turned on the car radio, and a clear singing voice accompanied by melodious guitar sound came from the radio.
"Baby baby don't cry
Tears are pearls
If you cry too much, your life will be miserable in the future.
Gambling will lead to losing
Baby baby don't cry
Tears are pearls
If you cry too much, your life will be miserable in the future.
Marry a big boss..."
When Zhang Xinai heard such an almost colloquial lyrics, she couldn't help but burst into laughter!
Who wrote this song? It’s so interesting!
Listening to this song, Zhang Xinai couldn't help but think of her daughter crying so hard in the morning. The tears fell like pearls, and my eyes and face were swollen from crying. It was just barbecued pork buns! The person who wrote this song must have had such an experience!
After listening to this song, the dark cloud that had been lingering in Zhang Xinai's heart since she left school in the morning quickly dissipated as if seeing the sun, and Zhang Xinai's mood suddenly brightened!
Just when Zhang Xinai wanted to continue listening and figure out the title of the song and who the singer was, her car had already arrived at the school gate.
At this time, it was already past three-thirty. In order to prevent her children from waiting longer at school, Zhang Xinai had no time to wait for the host on the radio to tell the name of the song and the singer, and hurriedly
Got out of the car in a hurry.
By the time Zhang Xinai returned to the car with her child in her arms, the music content of the previous section had passed.
After picking up the child and returning to the unit, Zhang Xin'ai gave the child a picture book and asked her to draw quietly aside, while she logged onto the parent-child forum and posted the lyrics of the song she had just listened to. I would like to ask the moms on the forum what the name of this song is.
Soon, a mother replied: "This is Ye Ming's new song, called "Baby Don't Cry". He wrote it specifically for his daughter. I think it sounds very good!"
"I read the news online and said that today is also the day when Ye Ming sent his daughter to the kindergarten to report. I looked at the photos on the news and the child was crying so hard! Ye Ming must have been inspired by this and wrote this poem. What a song! It’s so sung, I just listened to it to my daughter, and she loved it too!”
"Haha! My baby is the same! She told me she would never cry again! She doesn't want to be a barbecued pork bun!"
"It turns out that children are all the same! I heard it on the radio on the way to pick up my children from school. After listening to it, my baby said she wanted to listen more, so I downloaded a song from WeChat Music. She still listens to it now. I’m listening to it on my phone and I’m even humming!”
"Yes! But it seems that the evaluation of this song is not high. Many music critics say that Ye Mingjiang has exhausted his talents! I don't understand. This song is so well written and it completely expresses a father's feelings towards his daughter. !”
"Tch~! Those people are just jealous of Ye Ming! Anyway, I think it's pretty good...".
After browsing the forum for a while, Zhang Xinai logged into WeChat Music on her mobile phone, clicked to search for "Baby Don't Cry", and then clicked to enter and download the song. Soon, a dialog box saying "Music download is complete, would you like to play it?" popped up on the phone screen.
"Mom, do you think my painting is beautiful?" Just when Zhang Xinai was about to press "No" and close the dialog box, the daughter next to her suddenly touched her arm. "
Huh?" Being touched by her daughter, Zhang Xin'ai slid her hand and directly pressed the "Yes" button on the screen. Then, as the clear and melodious guitar sound sounded, a soft and beautiful singing voice came from Zhang Xin'ai's mobile phone. Passed out.
"Baby baby don't cry
Tears are pearls
If you cry too much, your life will be miserable in the future.
Gambling will lead to losing..."
As the singing sounded, colleagues in the office who were busy at their desks raised their heads one after another.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Just when Zhang Xinai apologized to everyone for disturbing everyone, her colleagues became excited: "Hey? Xiao Ai, what kind of song is this? It's very interesting - ah! "
"Yes! It feels so interesting! Haha, I will play it to our baby later to see if she still cries!"
"It's a pity that this song is for my daughter. It would be great if it was sung for my son! That boy in my family cries blindly when nothing happens!"
