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The live broadcast ends.

Guo Qilin came out of the study and found He He watching cartoons with her aunt.

Quite happy, chatting from time to time.

With his sister around, he can rest assured, and he will have to trouble her to take care of the project for the next few days, as he needs to check on the project from time to time.

If the movie is a box office hit, I will be closer to my mission goal.

I don’t dare to expect that two movies can reach a box office of 10 billion, but I hope at least three or four movies can do it.

So now we need a start.

So August passed quickly.

In mid-August, Guo Qilin participated in "Founding of a Republic" as announced. He didn't have many scenes, but compared to others, it was not a small amount.

Played a character of the Kong family.

A period of time was spent filming.

It’s my daughter-in-law’s birthday in August.

For her birthday, Guo Qilin racked his brains to think of what to give her.

As a wealthy woman, what could she lack?

More than a decade ago, she was already a popular star, touring the country. She had no lack of material things, the only thing she loved was singing.

Thinking of the song, I just wrote a tune for her on a whim and played it on the piano at home.

The style is relatively quiet and light.

It's very different from my wife's style.

But one can hear a very comfortable beauty coming from inside.

"I didn't expect you could write a melody while filming a movie?"

"Because I was busy, I didn't write the lyrics yet."

Deng Ziqi was very happy to be able to listen to the songs written by her husband, because she had loved his creations from the very beginning.

Speak immediately.

"It's okay, just give me the lyrics and I'll make up for it. I'll definitely be satisfied. You know my strength."

"I understand. But it's not over yet."

"what?"

Suddenly, the door of the music room opened, and a little girl in a beautiful dress and two pigtails came in cautiously, holding a bouquet of roses large enough to cover half of her body.

He walked a few steps forward and called out in a baby voice.

"Mom, birthday~ Happy birthday~~"

Seeing her daughter trying hard to hold the bouquet of flowers and even looking a little tired, Deng Ziqi, as a mother, had a very bright smile on her face.

He He is their angel who gives them surprises from time to time.

"Thank you Baby."

"Dad said he would make something delicious for Mom today."

"Really?" Deng Ziqi held the bouquet of flowers, "He He is also looking forward to eating delicious food, right?"

"Ah."

The little girl was very honest and agreed.

"Okay, let Dad prepare dinner. Mom wants to listen to the song Dad wrote again."

He He left with his father.

I thought about helping my dad when he was cooking, even though I couldn’t do much, I could just watch from the side with the dog.

Deng Ziqi put down the bouquet of flowers and sat alone in the music room, slowly thinking about how to write the lyrics for this song.

When it comes to singing, I am always so happy and excited.

What a pity that I spent a full half hour thinking about it.

There are less than fifty words written down in the lyrics book that can be used.

Songwriting didn’t work like this in the past.

She wrote based on inspiration and was very expressive, but today is different.

I racked my brains but couldn't come up with anything good.

Or maybe I became fussy because I was trying my best to match the melody written by my husband.

A few more minutes passed.

Suddenly the door opened, and Guo Qilin looked at his wife, "That's enough, don't think about it, it's time to eat." If you don't come over, He He will not be able to hold on any longer, as she has been craving for the shrimps she bought today.

Don't mention He He, your sister is also greedy, I think her eyes are shining."

Turning around, Deng Ziqi laughed when she saw her husband untying his apron and calling her.

"What's so funny about you?" Guo Qilin wondered, and at the same time he laughed along, because laughter is contagious.

“I always feel happy.”

"Who said it wasn't? I've made you something delicious. Let's eat."

Today is his birthday, so Guo Qilin specially prepared a table.

There are all kinds of delicious food.

It's like a small Chinese New Year.

There are at least three or four main dishes.

The rest of the dishes need no further explanation.

Full color and flavor.

Seeing the delicious food, Deng Ziqi felt happy. There is nothing happier than marrying a husband with good cooking skills.

I am really happy because there are delicious foods.

"Mom, it's time to eat~" He He couldn't wait and urged her mother.

"Eat, quickly."

Birthday party, celebrated by the whole family.

Originally, Deng’s mother wanted to come, but she was already in Hong Kong and couldn’t come, so she could only spend the night with her daughter through video.

A good meal takes a long time. After the meal, Deng Ziqi continued to write lyrics. This time she had a lot of inspiration.

There were just some sentences that I wasn't sure about, so I had to ask my husband to polish and change some parts, and then a beautiful song was born.

"Great. I decided the song would be called..."

Deng Ziqi paused for a moment in the music room, holding the lyrics book and looking at her husband.

Guo Qilin stood beside her, looked at her and asked, "What's your name?"

“It’s called “Slowly Falling in Love with You”!”

"Well, this is it."

"I can sing this song at the end of my concerts. It's perfect for me."

"It's up to you."

Seeing his wife's smiling face, Guo Qilin always couldn't help but pamper her.

After many years of marriage, she is still herself, still that happy and sweet little girl, and time has not left any trace of change.

Maybe this is love.

Can maintain a person's mental age.

With her personality, who could imagine that she is already a mother of a four-year-old child.

Especially when I think about how he came to me in tears in the middle of the night.

"Next I'll start recording a demo to try it out."

All recording equipment and musical instruments have been debugged.

Deng Ziqi was recording a demo of a song in the music room, while Guo Qilin was accompanying him with other instruments.

"Books always love to write about the evening when one is overjoyed.
The bicycles they rode and the conversations they had with each other~

Boys love to see girls wearing white clothes~
......"

Sing it word by word.

Finish singing a song.

The couple sat together listening to the sounds playing from the computer.

One time down.

Guo Qilin nodded. His wife had great energy in singing, which could burst out on the stage.

Because of this, most of the songs she writes are combined with pop rock.

"Slowly Falling in Love with You" is different.

A taste of slow time, with something new.

"No, I don't think it's worth it for me to sing alone. I want to hear you sing it once."

The computer clicked to stop playing. Deng Ziqi was in a bad mood. He turned his head and his beautiful eyes showed a pleading look.

"All my girls have learned bad things from you. Sometimes the look in their eyes is exactly the same as yours. Okay, I'll sing it again."

"Do you want another instrument?"

"No, the piano will do."

Guo Qilin left the computer and moved to the piano, slowly singing the lyrics written by his wife, word by word.

"Order your favorite dessert after dinner~

It's your turn to sleep on the right side of the bed tonight.

This time I want to go to the beach again~
Sneakers and watches

Socks and shirts have been ironed~Put them in the suitcase~

Waiting for you to wake up in the morning~
I like you slowly~
Slowly get intimate~"

……

Everyone has their own yearning and longing for love. This verse of lyrics reflects Deng Ziqi's yearning and longing for love.

There's no need for grandiose romance.

Every little bit of daily life is the greatest romance for her.

Because this is the most precious warmth in busy life.

So when her husband sang slowly in the bass, Deng Ziqi, who was sitting next to him, felt a tingling sensation in her heart.

Love becomes more precious only as time accumulates.

"Husband, it turns out that you understand me and know what I want to express." Deng Ziqi said proudly.

"You're talking as if you just met. The child is already four years old."

“So how long will it take you to publish?”

"What should I publish? You publish it, you sing it, let them listen to a different love song. Deng Ziqi, I leave it to you."

Guo Qilin's interest in music is entirely due to the influence of his wife. Without her encouragement, he would not have considered music.

The melody of the song was written for her, and she can sing it just as well.

Deng Ziqi didn't argue too much with her husband. Knowing that he was busy with the movie, she smiled silly and called the people in the studio to make an appointment for recording and production.

I really want to see the final effect.

By the way, I will post on Weibo that there will be new songs in the future.

When they learned there was a new song, fans immediately came to watch, and then they found out that the song was written by Guo Qilin alone.

The anticipation is overwhelming.

At the same time, I felt quite dissatisfied.

Normally, Guo Qilin didn't respond much to requests for songs or albums, but in order to make his wife happy, he decisively wrote a song.

There is no better way to show off your love than this.

The song has been finalized.

The couple came out together to take a breath, and their faces changed as soon as they came out.

I ate the meal and the cake.

The rest is left for my daughter and sister to slowly spend.

As a result, my daughter almost changed when she sat at the table.

The cake on the face is eaten like a little cat.

The cheeks, the tip of the nose, the chin are all there.

When he saw his parents come out, he looked like he didn't know anything and looked at them with curiosity.

"Why is our daughter so greedy? She's almost becoming a tabby cat." Deng Ziqi smiled bitterly.

"There's nothing we can do about it. We gave birth to her. She should be like us."

"Are we that greedy?"

"I made a video call before, and I was so greedy that I almost died. Anyway, I didn't know who it was."

Deng Ziqi couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Looking at my daughter's painted face, it's true that she just follows them.

one night.

The whole family went there happily.

After that, Guo Qilin focused his attention on movies again.

It took a full half month to build the scene until it looked good.

Come September.

The filming is already ready to start and the company has also started promoting their film.

Then do as agreed.

Guo Qilin flew alone to Chengdu to pick up his young actress Yang Enyou.

They have already started school in September.

But for the sake of her own role, she had to take leave to come to her side to attend the opening ceremony and finish her role.

After I got there, I learned from a phone call that she was at school, so I went to pick her up from school with her grandmother on Friday.

Her school is not a famous one, it is just a simple public school. No one disturbs her daily life because of her actor's halo.

"Does she still like stewed ribs?"

"Yeah, I still like to eat."

Four years have passed, and Guo Qilin is not sure whether she is still the casual and restless girl of seven or eight years old.

When I was filming, I always missed the spareribs stewed by my grandmother.

Sometimes I cry when I want to eat.

Children are still children. They not only want to eat well, but also want to be with their grandmother all the time.

Ding-ling-ling~
A quick ring rang out.

The campus, which had been so quiet as to seem dead, became lively again at this moment.

One after another, students of similar height, with smiling faces and carrying their schoolbags, walked out of the classroom and the school gate after school.

It's Friday, and the students have been looking forward to it since Monday.

After a while, a familiar figure appeared.

Her appearance made Guo Qilin's eyes widen.

Beautiful for sure.

I just didn't expect that the little girl, who is only eleven or twelve years old, has grown so much taller than a seven or eight-year-old. I didn't notice it in the previous video.

His height is definitely over 1.5 meters, maybe closer to 1.6 meters.

Not much worse than my own wife.

Carrying his schoolbag, Yang Enyou came out and saw his grandmother and brother Dalin, and immediately started jogging.

When I ran in, I found that Brother Dalin was staring at me.

Inexplicable.

"what happened?"

"You're growing up too fast."

"Hey, I'm pretty good. There are girls in my class who are much taller than me."

Guo Qilin wanted to laugh. Although he had grown taller, his mentality and appearance were still that of a child.

It does not affect your own shooting.

"Let's go, let's go to a restaurant for dinner later, and then go to Yanjing tomorrow."

"Will grandma come with us?" Yang Enyou was raised by his grandmother and has a deep relationship with her.

"Of course, let's go have some fun together. We can go to Tiananmen Square with grandma."

When he heard about Tiananmen Square, the old man next to me seemed very happy.

The older generation has always had a special liking for Tiananmen Square.

It might be a good idea to go and have a look.

"That's great, but Brother Dalin, please accompany me to buy some stationery first."

"Let's go."

Carrying his schoolbag, Yang Enyou skillfully pulled Brother Dalin's arm and walked towards a stationery store he thought was good.

Few people recognized them on the way there.

This is just a small town, and most of the people coming and going are elderly. Only when they meet young people will they occasionally stop and ask if the person wearing a mask is the familiar Guo Qilin.

On the way to the stationery store, Guo Qilin found that there were many snack stalls, and the area was filled with students who had just finished school.

He couldn't help but be reminded of his junior high school days.

But in my own junior high school, let alone buying things like them, I didn’t even have the courage to ask for pocket money.

The frustration education at a young age will make people fear their parents, so it is impossible for them to take the initiative to ask for pocket money.

When I arrived at the stationery store, there were still many students inside.

Girls are the majority, buying what they like in groups of three or four.

"Brother Dalin, what do you think of this notebook? Is it nice?"

"nice."

"What about this? A blue pencil case with lots of stars drawn on it."

"good."

Guo Qilin accompanied her so that she could experience the scene of taking her daughter to buy stationery, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability to appreciate whether it was beautiful or not, so he could only give a reluctant answer.

After all, the student days are over.

After making the final selection, Yang Enyou used his own pocket money to pay the bill, and refused to pay even though his brother Dalin wanted to.

After leaving the stationery store, Guo Qilin complained.

"Study hard in the future, don't learn from me. Now I understand that studying is much more important than crosstalk."

Yang Enyou was still playful and smiled, "Well, I will definitely finish the nine years of compulsory education."

"It's not enough to finish nine years of compulsory education, try to go to university." (End of this chapter)