Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 18 The wool is on my daughter’s head

On the river, Nie Fuyao was sitting on the bow of the boat holding an oil-paper umbrella.

The shoes were placed neatly beside her, and her bare legs were so white that they shone in the camera.

The height of the boat prevented her feet from touching the river water.

"Old Nie!" She looked back at Nie Lingchuan and patted the place where she stretched out her hand. "Sit here with your back to me."

Nie Lingchuan smiled and sat over, using his daughter's back as a backrest, "Is this position okay?"

"Beautiful." Nie Fuyao leaned on his old father's back, yawned, and used an oil-paper umbrella to block the sun above his head, "I'll squint for a while."

Several groups of families did not travel together, and they all had places they wanted to play.

In this thousand-year-old town, there are many scenic spots and historical sites, as well as some former residences of celebrities, which are of high tourist value.

"Didn't you get a good rest last night?" She was still very energetic in the morning.

"Brushing the news until midnight." This is also the fastest way to understand the world.

Who made the original owner not care about these at all and just play games online every day?

Because there was no one to discipline him, the original owner did become crooked, but it was not completely crooked.

She would find part-time work in the county town, and spend the money she had in Internet cafes. Internet fees are relatively expensive now, and the money she makes in a day is only enough to eat online. It is better not to steal or rob.

"I don't even know about your life in the past 18 years. Can you tell me about it?"

Nie Fuyao thought for a while: "Actually, there is nothing to say. It's monotonous and boring. Don't pay attention to the rumors on the Internet. Some people may think that I am bad, even if they don't know the inside story. I have become your Nie Lingchuan from a bumpkin living in the countryside. Daughter, for them this is a step to the sky, so it’s not surprising that they feel unbalanced.”

"And..." Her expression hidden under the oil-paper umbrella contained a careless smile, "Don't learn about me from other people's mouths. My attitude towards everyone is different."

"As for those people on the Internet who say that I bullied them, as long as they dare to tell the cause and effect, I dare to apologize to them in front of the entire Internet." Nie Fuyao looked at the oil-paper umbrella through the faint light, "Orphans, bastards, no one Wanted bastards, slutty bitches, these are their faces, such people deserve to be beaten."

"Those who openly insult others and fabricate facts to slander others may be sentenced to five days of detention or fined. If the circumstances are serious, they shall be sentenced to five to ten days of detention and fined."

"I fought back on the spot, and those people also calmed down. Jealousy makes you ugly."

[One thing to say, my daughter is so handsome. 】

【Bullying?Using such vicious language to attack classmates, who bullied whom first? 】

[I have never heard anyone scold you with such vicious language. It is true that unruly people come from poor places. 】

[Discuss the matter as it is, and don’t fire map cannons casually to avoid attracting evil. 】

[So, those who said they were bullied, were they beaten because you used words to humiliate others first?Yao Yao is still too kind, why didn’t he beat you to death? 】

[Apart from certain factors, who said this first?There is no doubt that their parents are basically locked in. 】

[Shao Yao is right, some people read into the stomach of dogs. 】

Nie Lingchuan was heartbroken, and his face in front of the camera was extremely serious.

He couldn't imagine what kind of life his daughter had lived in the past 18 years. The sharp pain in his heart made him breathe heavily.

"It's my fault why I didn't investigate further back then."

His eyebrows were filled with guilt and pain, "There was a time when I couldn't contact her. The last time I called, it showed that the phone number had been cancelled."

"What does this have to do with you? If I were in your shoes, there would be no other possibility besides being broken up."

Nie Fuyao swayed her calves gently, "Don't think about the past anymore, look forward."

Moving the umbrella and revealing his face, Nie Fuyao looked at the camera and said with a smile: "Don't listen to the wind and rain. There is no solid evidence. Don't frame me and slander me. I will really sue you. You have also seen that I have that now." Money and time are wasted with you.”

The throat of the marketing account hidden behind the camera tightened!
"I don't care about some people's malicious slander. Who can make Lao Nie dislike it?"

"If you dare to do dirty things with dirty money, I will give you a court summons. Respect yourself." Nie Lingchuan smiled happily behind him, "Well said, you are indeed my Nie Lingchuan's daughter. Your father and I are rich, and Xian, for your slander and slander, we will tell you to the end and will never tolerate it."

Nie Fuyao smiled with eyes curled up, "Yes, in a society governed by law, we use the law to solve the problem."

The boat swayed across an arch bridge. On the terrace of the inn next to it, a woman wearing Hanfu was playing the guzheng. The tone was gentle and graceful, as if a woman in love was singing to her lover.

The camera guy gave the woman on the terrace a shot, and then put it back on Nie Fuyao.

"Does it sound good?" Nie Lingchuan asked, probably aware of his daughter's state.

"It's okay!" She nodded, "It would be even better with a flute."

"Yes!" said the camera boy, "There are flutes, yes, yes, yes."

After saying that, someone took out a flute and handed it to her. After realizing it, she said, "Can you do it?"

Nie Fuyao: "..."

Very good, the camera guy was embarrassed by what he saw.

"I really know how to do it." She wiped it carefully and put it to her lips.

A long and ethereal flute sound sounded, and for just a moment, many listeners seemed to be in the vast and vast world. There seemed to be vaguely snowflakes falling leisurely, making people feel a sense of excitement from the inside out. Cool meaning.

The music has a heavy ancient meaning and is fascinating.

[I always feel that people who cry when listening to songs are pretentious, but now I understand that it can really touch people's hearts. 】

[I regret that I haven’t read enough and can’t say nice words. Help! 】

[Is it a piece that I have never heard of before, is it now composed? 】

[Is this what those in the know say are worthless?If so, please make me useless. 】

After 2 minutes, the sound calmed down.

Nie Lingchuan couldn't help but applaud and said with a smile: "What kind of music is this?"

"I don't know, I just made it up now." Nie Fuyao flexibly turned the bamboo flute with his fingers, blowing in the wind, "Does it sound good?"

"It sounds great!" Nie Lingchuan said: "The song can be put into the next costume drama, and our company can save a lot of money."

Nie Fuyao chuckled, "It's all on your daughter's head."

"Silly daughter, if you save money on the crew, it means you will inherit more inheritance." Nie Lingchuan didn't feel like he was losing money, but thinking about it this way, he was actually making money.

The camera guy asked from the side: "Fuyao, do you also play any musical instruments?"

"Any musical instrument can be played to some extent." Nie Fuyao's eyes were clear, "It's not like making a living, it's just for fun."

It was not just the younger brother who was dumbfounded, but also Nie Lingchuan and the audience in the live broadcast room.

"How did you learn so many musical instruments?" The old father was curious.

"I have a relatively high IQ and strong practical skills." Nie Fuyao boasted without any pressure.

"Sure enough!" The camera guy said with a clear look on his face.

Nie Fuyao looked at him, "Sure enough?"

"Look at us, just like we look at dogs." The cameraman believed her words inexplicably.

Nie Fuyao couldn't help laughing, "You can't get over this joke, right?"

(End of this chapter)