Lao Guo's expression showed no emotion or anger.
But it was precisely this expressionless expression that made Xiao Yueyue and Vice President Luan frightened.
Neither the two of them are sitting, nor are they standing.
"Lao Guo, when did you wake up?"
"Look at you, you didn't say a word when you woke up."
Wang Hui's expression froze, but he quickly recovered and stepped forward to help Lao Guo sit down.
Lao Guo glanced at his wife and said, "Go and make a pot of tea with me."
"What time of the day are you still drinking tea? You really don't want to sleep tonight?"
After all, Wang Hui went to get some tea and boil water.
After taking a sip of hot tea.
Lao Guo looked at the two apprentices and said calmly: "Tell me, tell me about Dalinzi."
Vice President Luan quickly handed over his phone. When the lock screen opened, there was a photo of Guo Qilin and Deng Ziqi with their fans.
"Master, do you still remember this photo?"
Lao Guo nodded.
Wang Hui also sat aside and listened carefully.
"The person wearing the mask is called Deng Ziqi. She is a singer from Hong Kong Island. She is known as the leader of the new generation of Hong Kong Island music scene. Then she participated in a phenomenal music competition show in the Mainland..."
"Yes, that's it. Listen to this song."
Vice President Luan released a video of Deng Ziqi singing on the stage during the King of Singer Competition.
Wang Hui smiled and said: "This song is good, it's called Bubble, right? I'll go listen to it..."
Vice President Luan said: "This song was written by Dalinzi."
Dalinzi?
Wang Hui's smile suddenly froze on his face, and his whole body felt bad.
"As for what happened tonight, Deng Ziqi went on the stage of the King of Singing Competition and sang a bubble song. The song was very nice. It became a hot search right after the show. The most important thing is that Deng Ziqi said that this song was written by Dalinzi. It was given to her, she said it herself.”
"This photo is enough to prove that Deng Ziqi and Dalinzi know each other, so..."
Vice President Luan finished the matter in one breath and stopped talking at the end.
Because he saw Lao Guo's expression became very ugly.
"Did Dalinzi write such a beautiful song?"
"I raised this kid, how come I didn't know he could write songs?"
Wang Hui was puzzled. Did Lao Guo find someone to teach Guo Qilin in private?
This is not right either.
This song even sounds good to her.
This makes Wang Hui believe that this song was written by Guo Qilin.
Does his old Guo family still have this musical gene?
broken!
This guy really turned into a dragon!
Wang Hui's heart was full of mixed feelings and she really couldn't be happy. This was simply bad news for her.
Why did he try so hard to suppress him, but in the end he only got better and better?
Even directly became a blockbuster in the field of music.
Is it possible that he really wants to stage the drama of turning into a dragon when the storm hits?
Wang Hui even suspected in his heart, had Guo Qilin been hiding his clumsiness since he was a child?
…
These words sounded so harsh to Lao Guo.
As a father, he wants his son to be well.
But.
He made every possible effort to get Guo Qilin to come back and talk about cross talk, and for this reason he did not hesitate to cut off all his options.
I originally thought that Guo Qilin would change his mind after suffering a lot.
Who knew that he would run to Hong Kong without saying a word and write a bubble song for Deng Ziqi, helping her to become famous in the mainland?
Leaving Deyun Pavilion and traveling to Hong Kong Island, he lost the protection of his identity.
Instead, Guo Qilin relied on his own ability to become famous?
Doesn't this mean that you are wrong?
Could it be that it was really wrong for me to ask him to come back and talk about cross talk?
Lao Guo was silent for a long time.
How could Wang Hui, the person beside his pillow, not guess what Lao Guo was thinking.
She comforted her softly: "Bubbles sound nice. Dalinzi wrote this song Bubbles. We parents should be happy for him."
"But Dalinzi was raised by the two of us after all. Do you think he really understands music?"
"I don't know how he wrote this song, but Bubble is popular and everyone has high expectations for him. What if Dalinzi can't write such a good song next time?"
"The higher you hold it up, the harder it will be when you fall down."
"After all, Dalinzi grew up studying cross talk. If we really ask him to write another high-quality song like a bubble, he may not be able to hold it in."
"When the time comes, the quality of the songs he writes will not be of such high quality, and the public's expectations will inevitably be disappointed. In the end, those who praise him, those who praise him, those who finally scold him, and those who despise him are the same people."
"Don't you and I see enough of this kind of thing?"
As soon as Lao Guo heard what his wife said, his head suddenly cleared.
"You're right, the higher you praise him, the harder he falls. It's really good for him that I let him come back to do cross talk."
Lao Guo seemed to have found a kind of comfort in his heart. He was very sure that he asked Guo Qilin to come back to do cross talk for his own good. Writing songs was not the right way.
"Yes." Wang Hui touched Lao Guo's hand, showed a satisfied smile, and then continued: "I think it is not good for Dalinzi to continue to stay on Hong Kong Island. This is his home. If you don't know People thought we were not letting Dalinzi go home."
"De Gang, I think this is it. If Dalinzi doesn't want to talk about cross talk, we can bring him back and give him a theater manager, or a position like Vice President Luan, at least to participate in the cross talk industry, and there is another With a stable job, when Fenyang grows up in the future, Dalinzi will be able to help him manage the Deyun Pavilion family business..."
Wang Hui has realized that if he continues to leave Guo Qilin outside, sooner or later he will turn into a dragon in the field of music.
But now it is just a dragon, not a climate.
She could no longer allow this dragon to grow. If the dragon grew bigger and transformed into a dragon, wouldn't her son be in danger?
It's better to keep this dragon in 'shallow water' so that he can never jump out of the shallow water and never transform into a dragon!
Instead, she wants to control this dragon and use it for herself.
Any position can control Guo Qilin and allow him to assist his son in managing Deyun Pavilion in the future.
Killing two birds with one stone, isn't it beautiful?
Lao Guo nodded repeatedly and was in a good mood.
It's like being brainwashed.
"you're right."
"This kid's path is getting more and more crooked. When it comes to song writing, how many good songs can he write?"
"Is he the one?"
My son knows it himself.
Lao Guo felt more and more that what Wang Hui said was right. The cross talk business was stable for him. What was the point of writing songs for others?
"Fuck!"
"Teacher Yu posted on Moments!"
"Da Linzi transferred half a million to him!"
"Da Linzi is making a fortune. He's so generous. He can spend half a million at random. It's really incredible!"
At this time, Xiao Yueyue, who was idle on the side, suddenly shouted.
He just checked the circle of friends and happened to browse Yu Qian's circle of friends.
The five hundred thousand transfer was so shocking that he subconsciously shouted out.
After this voice finished shouting.
Xiao Yueyue knew something was wrong.
When he looked up again, he saw that Lao Guo and the others' faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot.
