The world is broken, the cubs mend it

Ye Huaixu took the children to training room No. 5, which was filled with electronic equipment sponsored by brands.

The camera was focused on the father and daughter, and Ye Huaixu recited an advertisement while holding the child.

The director watched the video of the child catching a snake after lunch break and cut out a part of it to include in the promotional footage.

The father and daughter were introduced by the Ye family. At first he was worried about the impact on the ratings, but now he can put his mind at ease. This child is so interesting.

Ye Huaixu chose a very simple song "Insects Flying". He and the child sang it in sections, leaving only a few simple lyrics for her.

After dividing the lyrics, he turned on the computer and called up the tracks, while the MV played on the screen.

He took the printed lyrics and taught the child to sing her part first.

The little girl couldn't read and didn't know when it was her turn to sing, so the father and daughter developed a secret code: as long as the father patted her shoulder, it meant it was her turn to speak.

She only sang two passages in total. Ye Huaixu took a deep breath and began to teach her to sing a cappella.

Not knowing whether the rehearsal room is soundproof, he plans to wait until the child has learned enough and then connect the microphone to sing along with the accompaniment.

Ye Huai preface: "The dark night sky hangs low."

Yuanyuan: "The dark! night! sky! is so low!"

"..."

Even though he had prepared himself mentally in advance, Ye Huaixu couldn't help but break down the moment he heard the child speak.

What an artistic talent he has! Every word he sings is rhythmic and has its own tune.

His speaking voice isn't bad, why is his singing so weird?

People who listen to it will get goosebumps from the bottom of their hearts...

"No, that's not how it's sung. Listen carefully."

"The dark night sky..."

"This place should be pronounced like this, again, black..."

"..."

Ye Huaixu even tried to teach them separately, and the little girl also learned very seriously. She was smart but her voice was not very strong.

and……

Whenever they sang together, her mouth would automatically compose the music.

"Let's do this one last time."

Ye Huaixu felt that continuing would not have any effect.

Tone-deafness can be improved through long-term practice and training, but the time right now is totally insufficient.

So he planned to try one last time, and if it didn't work, he would just give up.

"hey-hey……"

The lyrics that he just sang turned into a foolish laugh. Instead of correcting the child's singing, he led his own singing astray.

"Dad, I think I sing well."

Yuanyuan is not a little fool. Looking at her father's distressed expression, she probably understands that there is something wrong with her singing.

"It's okay, we..." Ye Huaixu let out a long sigh: "I've tried my best, so just sing like this."

He checked the time on his computer and saw that there were still two hours until the performance.

He taught the child the two verses of the song for a full hour, and the little guy had memorized them clearly.

Take a break, I'm too tired, destroy it!

"Dad, is it true that I can't sing well?"

Yuanyuan placed her two little hands on his knees, sighed, and tilted her little head to rest on his legs.

But she herself thought it sounded quite nice.

"fine…"

Some people can get very immersed in singing by themselves and think that they sing very well, but when they listen to the recording again, the sound is completely different from what they imagined.

Ye Huaixu suspected that the child was also like this. After all, her immersion and happiness when singing did not seem to be fake.

If the children like to sing, let them sing!

Anyway, I won’t be a singer in the future.

The father and daughter sat there for a while. Ye Huaixu turned on the speakers. The picture on the screen showing the lyrics jumped and was instantly covered with blue.

Draw the blackout curtains in the rehearsal room, turn off the lights, and fill the room with blue light. The colors on the curtain begin to jump, and the lights in the room also jump with the colors.

"?"

The photographer holding the lens was confused. What was this for?

A very exciting DJ song was playing on the speakers. Ye Huaixu tidied his hair and put on sunglasses.

"No more practice, let's go dancing."

He picked up the child and placed him on the long table, and put the little guy's sunglasses on his face.

The photographer next to him shrank into the corner, a little confused about what Ye Huaixu was trying to do.

No?

Are you recording a parent-child variety show?

When God closes a door, he also opens a window for his children.

Although he doesn’t sing well, he is very good at dancing. His little body twists and turns in an adorable way, like a chubby little bear.

Ye Huaixu taught the child to dance to the rhythm of the music, from a short video on the Internet, and the little guy could barely imitate it.

There are benefits to raising a child, as you can be crazy with him.

Chen Jing and his son knew nothing about dancing, so they selected three simple dances and wanted to find someone to help them as references.

The matter of the snake had not yet been clarified, and the children had a conflict, which they resolved by talking and laughing.

However, the adult would feel somewhat unhappy, so he chose to go to Ye Huaixu for advice and find out if he had any grudges in his heart.

After working together in the morning, Chen Jing had a pretty good impression of him. He worked very hard and never complained.

He walked to Rehearsal Room No. 5, stood at the door and heard the rhythmic music from inside. He looked up again before knocking on the door and turning the handle.

When he opened the door, he was stunned by the scene inside, with flashing colorful lights shining on his face.

Yuanyuan stood on the long table, raised her left hand and placed it on Ye Huaixu's right hand, holding her sunglasses with her small hand and shaking her head.

"?" Chen Jing closed the door and opened it again after a while, asking, "Are you two running a nightclub?"

"Too boring, play for a while."

Ye Huaixu took off his sunglasses and turned off the speakers. The song had already been sung to that point, wasn't he allowed to have some fun?

"Dad, we're not going to dance anymore?"

When Yuanyuan heard the music stop, he also stopped moving, raised his sunglasses and saw Uncle Chen waving at him.

"I have chosen a few dances, but I don't know which one to do best, so I'm looking for your help and reference."

Looking at the way he shook his body just now, he looked so sexy and handsome. If I could twist my body like him, I wouldn't have to worry about this, Chen Jing thought.

Ye Huaixu watched all three dances he had chosen and chose one of them: "This one is not difficult, easy to learn and looks good when dancing."

This dance does not require large movements of the limbs and is suitable for beginners like him who have no dance experience.

"I think this is good too." Chen Jing thought the same thing as him: "Have you finished rehearsing?"

"not yet…"

Ye Huaixu sighed, feeling that no matter how he practiced, it would be the same.

"Then hurry up and practice. Xingxing has already memorized the lines."

Chen Jing patted his arm and said, "It's not okay to be so bad like this."

"Got it. We'll do our best."

Ye Huaixu never mentioned the difficulty of teaching his children to sing in front of outsiders.

However, Chen Jing's words gave him inspiration.

Since singing doesn't work, let's adapt it into recitation.

Why do we have to stick to the rules and follow the original version?