My daughter is so annoying

There are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.

Luo Xiang didn't expect things to come to this point, but it's useless for him to regret it now.

Just as the dust settled, Fang Cheng posted another Weibo.

[Chenghai Entertainment absolutely does not allow similar things to happen, and the majority of netizens can supervise together. 】

Murder and kill!

Qingcao Entertainment was seriously injured, and has been in a slump ever since.

……

Xie Yao finished a dance class, sat on the floor, and checked the relevant news with her mobile phone. She was very glad that she did not go to Qingcao Entertainment, because if she was like that Casey and Li Dandan, nothing happened , this time is definitely not innocent.

She remembered the meeting with Fang Qing that night.

Then he remembered Fang Cheng asking her to sing in the office.

She turned off her mobile phone, walked to the mirror wall, and practiced the dance taught by the dance teacher again.

The roommate asked: "Xie Yao, are you not tired?"

Xie Yao smiled and said, "I'm not good at dancing, so I can only practice more."

"Then I'll teach you."

"Okay, thank you."

"It's okay, you can sing well, and you will definitely become popular in the future."

Xie Yao said with embarrassment: "Where, I am not familiar with the music notation until now."

"Take your time, how long have you only learned?"

The two of them hadn't practiced for long, the dance teacher shouted: "Xie Yao, you go upstairs, Mr. Fang is looking for you."

"Mr. Fang?"

"Ah."

Xie Yao's roommate hurriedly said: "Boss Fang is looking for you, it must be a good thing, go quickly, if you become popular, don't forget about us."

"Why, then I'll go first."

"Ah."

Xie Yao got on the elevator with anxiety and came to the door of Fangcheng's office.

Knocked twice on the door.

"Enter."

Xie Yao pushed open the door of the office and walked in. To Xie Yao's surprise, Fang Qing was also inside.

The appearance of Xie Yao made Fang Cheng's eyes shine.

I haven't seen him for more than four months. This girl's temperament has improved a lot. She didn't dare to face him before. Now she is more confident.

"Mr. Fang."

Fang Cheng smiled: "Sit down."

Xie Yao sat down with a sweet smile on his face.

In addition to vocal music and dance lessons, the trainees also have body lessons every once in a while. Xie Yao has already formed a habit of showing a smile with eight teeth.

"You should remember that when you came to Chenghai, I promised you that I would write a song for you."

Xie Yao nodded slightly.

"It's been more than four months now, are you afraid that what I say won't count?"

"No." Xie Yao kept shaking his head.

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "I came to you today to tell you about this."

Xie Yao clenched his hands subconsciously, secretly happy: The opportunity has come.

When Fang Qing heard that Fang Cheng had been playing tricks, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she got up and said, "Father, stop talking."

After finishing speaking, Fang Qing stepped forward and said, "My dad wrote a song, and I want to sing it with you, is that okay?"

Xie Yao was surprised: "Really?"

Fang Qing is much more famous than her now, and it will definitely be good for Xie Yao if they can sing together.

Fang Qing's dimples sank, and she held Xie Yao's wrist generously: "Then let's go directly to the recording studio."

"But..." Xie Yao glanced at Fang Cheng, and felt that he just left, as if he didn't understand etiquette.

Fang Cheng smiled helplessly, sighed, waved his hands and said, "Go, go, remember to come back before six o'clock, we have to go home."

"understood."

Fang Qing dragged Xie Yao to the recording studio.

"Little princess, have you come to the company again?"

"Yeah, I came with my dad."

"Qingqing, you really look better and better."

"Uncle Zhou, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."

"Qingqing, where are you going?"

"Go practice singing."

"Qingqing, I'll let someone take you there."

"Aunt Chen, I know the way, don't treat me like a three-year-old anymore."

"Hahaha." Several senior executives of the company laughed indescribably happily.

The two came to the recording room. After Fang Qing greeted the tuner, she led Xie Yao to the back of the microphone.

"Miss Fang, that, I..."