The world is broken, the cubs mend it

Chapter 275: Did you swallow a nuclear bomb?

Ye Huaixu's timbre is very different from the original singer, but he has a very good grasp of rhythm and technique, and his high notes in the climax are no less impressive.

After the song was over, he raised his eyebrows at the child while holding the microphone: "Is it good?"

"Sounds good!"

Yuanyuan clapped her hands in support, she couldn’t understand what was being sung, she could only listen to the tune.

"Then I'll play you another song."

Ye Huaixu picked up the remote control and prepared to order a new song. The little guy came over and tugged at his clothes, standing on tiptoe and trying to reach the microphone in his hand.

The child didn't know where he got the strength from, but he grabbed his clothes and hung himself up.

Fortunately, Ye Huaixu quickly grabbed the child's body and prevented her from rolling off the sofa.

"You want to sing too?"

“To sing…”

Yuanyuan raised her little hand, eager to sing.

"What can you sing?"

Ye Huaixu handed the microphone to her and searched for the children's song channel.

This question was really difficult for Yuanyuan. After thinking hard, she got 0 answer: "I don't know."

"Little idiot, why don't you know anything?"

Ye Huaixu sat back on the sofa and ordered a simple song "Counting Ducks" for her.

This kind of song does not require any technical skills, and children can sing along.

Yuanyuan held the microphone and watched the animation on the screen. When the song started, she waited half a sentence until the one on TV finished singing, and then followed suit and learned a line.

"The big prawns in front of the door,

There was a duck.

Come on, come on and count them.

Six, seven, eight..."

The child couldn't read and sang unclearly, so not matching the lyrics was just a small matter.

The terrible thing is that not only did I learn the lyrics, but I also learned the singing.

Ye Huaixu had read many online drama scripts before, and he couldn't understand such words as "Call me husband and I'll give you my life."

Now he vaguely understood, and after listening to the child's singing, he wanted to give his life to her.

How could my daughter, who usually speaks in a soft and sweet voice, sing so awfully? It sounded like she was sawing wood.

The timbre is just like that of a child, but the way it is sung makes people scratch their ears and face, feel uneasy and very uncomfortable.

She inherited 100% of my appearance, but she didn't inherit a penny of my singing voice.

"Come, I'll teach you to sing it again."

Ye Huaixu put his arm around the child's shoulders and reached out to take the microphone in her hand, but the little one dodged him and sang with the microphone in his arms.

A song only lasts a few minutes. After the music stopped, Yuanyuan was still immersed in her own singing and couldn't extricate herself.

It turns out that tone-deaf people cannot feel that their singing is bad.

Without the guidance of music and lyrics, Yuanyuan let himself go and began to write his own lyrics, singing whatever he thought of. He is a bold and wild lyricist.

"..."

Ye Huaixu no longer felt bored. He sat on the sofa, covering his ears, feeling very depressed.

Did the child swallow a nuclear bomb? Singing is so lethal.

He shut himself up for ten minutes before he mustered up the courage to poke the child's shoulder and said humbly, "Please, stop singing."

"Dad, let me sing you a new song, a song you haven't heard before."

Yuanyuan finally paid attention to him, cleared her throat and started singing again without caring about anyone's life or death.

What haven't you heard of?

Ye Huaixu had never heard of any of the songs she sang.

Even in the entire world's music scene, there is no singer as unique as her.

"..."

Ye Huaixu held his face with both hands and rubbed it vigorously twice. Who did he inherit this voice from? Her mother?

After listening to this masterpiece for another five minutes, he couldn't help it anymore. He took out another microphone from the drawer, connected it, and decided to fight fire with fire. He poked the child's shoulder with a shrill voice.

"Stop singing, damn it! It's so awful~"

This trick really worked. Yuanyuan's singing stopped abruptly and she looked at him in disbelief, holding the microphone.

After the big and the small stared at each other for five minutes, the little one stood up from the sofa and staggered towards him.

Yuanyuan held the microphone in one hand and held the other hand suspended in the air. Her little body was half tilted, her head tilted and her eyes wide open.

"what happened?"

Ye Huaixu looked at the microphone in the child's hand and subconsciously stepped back a little.

Could it be that the child wanted to hit him to death with the microphone because he said her voice was unpleasant?

It’s not that he is timid, but with his temper he can do such a thing, so I am worried that my child will inherit this from him.

Of course Yuanyuan was not as cruel as he thought. The microphone in her hand slipped and two small hands touched his mouth.

"What a disgusting sound, where does it come from?"

"..."

Ye Huaixu looked at the child's innocent and lovely eyes, and his eyes twitched twice. Was he rejected by the child?

"It's getting late, let's go take a shower and go to bed."

He picked up the child and turned off the TV. He couldn't let her continue singing, nor could he let her stare at the TV all the time.

It’s really hard to raise children.

"it is good!"

Yuanyuan nodded, leaning her head against her father, wondering what song she should sing for her father tomorrow.

After taking a bath, Ye Huaixu changed the child into pajamas, and there was a ball of shampoo on his head that had not been rubbed out.

After he washed the child's hair, the little guy asked for a wash too. He squeezed a large amount of shampoo and pressed it on the top of his head, ruining the carefully blown-hair style he had created.

After putting the child to bed, he took a long shower in the bathroom before washing off the foam on his head.

When he came out of the bathroom, he subconsciously looked at the bed first. The child was not running around, but had fallen asleep with his two little hands folded on the bed.

Early the next morning——

Ye Huaixu was awakened by the doorbell. Ye's mother arranged for several children's clothing brands to deliver clothes to the child, all of which were the latest models of the season.

There is also a nanny transferred from the ancestral home, who usually helps the father and daughter with cooking and cleaning the house.

Knowing that he likes quietness, the nanny will leave after finishing her job, and when he joins the team, she will send the children to live in the ancestral home.

After Ye Huaixu went downstairs, the nanny went upstairs to dress the child and comb his hair. The little guy's short hair, which had been loose, was tied up, and he looked much more energetic.

After preparing breakfast and waiting for the father and daughter to finish eating, she went to wash and dry the clothes that Old Madam Ye had sent, and put them in the cloakroom in the second bedroom.

The person chosen by his mother personally must not be too bad. He is efficient and doesn't talk much. After observing him for a day, Ye Huaixu was quite satisfied.

In the evening, Song Su came over, glanced at the children playing with cars on the carpet, and handed the script in his hand to Ye Huaixu.

This is a small-scale web drama, and the third male lead has not yet been decided.

Ye Huaixu opened the script and read it carefully for an hour. He raised his hand and rubbed his brows: "Can't you give me a normal role?"

The third male lead likes the female lead, so he wants to kill the male lead. He frames him several times, but each time he is cleverly resolved by the male and female leads, which accelerates the warming of their relationship.

The heroine hated the third male so much that she finally encountered danger and the third male gave his life to save her.

In the end, the hero and heroine lived happily together and gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

Is the third male a very despicable person?

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