The clock quietly arrived at nine o'clock, and the night was getting darker. In the master bedroom on the second floor, a girl wearing a pink nightgown with a little rabbit pattern with bows and slanted bows was sitting at the desk in the bedroom, holding a pen and writing something seriously.

Xixi and Lan Xin spent a lot of time on planting tonight. Now they have just finished work, and not long after taking a shower, the girl's thick and long hair was lazily dissipated, with a little moisture, and it looked a little curled, which was quite unique.

The little girl also had a rabbit ear hairband that could fix the seductive bangs on her head. Her delicate and cute little face broke free from the troubles of her hair and exposed it. Her skin was white and red, as delicate as cream. The most attractive thing was her bright big eyes, which were flashing and lively and cute.

"Xin'er, what did Xin'er do? She helped me loosen the soil." The little girl was writing the experimental records of this day. However, this was a big challenge for Xixi. After writing a few words, she had to press her chin with a pencil and think for a while.

Yesterday, the girl had already learned to write experimental records under the guidance of her father. Although she was not very skilled and not very formal, Xixi learned very quickly. After taking a shower today, she didn't wait for her father to come to guide her. The girl excitedly planned to write it first.

"In a while, show it to Daddy. Daddy will say, Xixi, you are so awesome!" The little girl thought happily.

...

"Yang Xi's Planting Observation Diary"

Wednesday, March 6, sunny.

My father and I planted it together. My mother bought a very beautiful flower pen, and there were so many! I also gave one to Lanxin, and she helped me with the soil. My father and I planted radish heads, cabbage heads, and potatoes. My father and I gave them water and changed the water for mung beans, hoping that they would grow up quickly.

...

It seems that it is not very difficult!

The smart little girl thought about it for a while and finally finished writing it. There were some words that she couldn't write, and Xixi also used pinyin instead, because her father told her that she would first use pinyin instead, and then look up the dictionary and write it on.

After Xixi finished writing, she happily raised her little head and looked at the door. Before her father finished taking a shower, she came to check her experimental records. The little girl couldn't wait to show her father what she wrote!

"Write a little more?" Xixi tilted her little head and muttered with some thoughts.

Anyway, there was nothing else, so Xixi then picked up the pen and wrote down the wonderful ideas that appeared in her mind.

...

Dad said that a long time ago, Jack could plant a bean and then grow a very long xx (Xixi doesn't remember it, it's left empty), and he could pause it to the sky, where there is a golden e that can lay gold.

I have grown a lot of mung beans! Can you take my father and I to the sky to play? I want to ask Tiane for a super beautiful golden dan!

...

Xixi spent more than ten minutes thinking about these two passages and finally wrote them out. After writing them, she was quite satisfied and admired herself for a long time.

Finally, the door of the master bedroom was gently knocked, and then Yang Yi pushed the door open and came in.

"Dad!" Xixi jumped gently from the chair happily and jumped down. She grabbed the homework book where she wrote the experimental report, smiled and ran towards her father, "Look at what I wrote."

The little girl handed the homework book to her father, but she was not satisfied. She took her father's hand and pulled her father to the chair, letting her sit at the desk and "seriously" check her works. She leaned against the table, crossed her hands behind her back, looking forward to the expression on her father's face, hoping to see her father's admiration as soon as possible.

Only a few passages, more than one hundred words (if you don’t count the following ones, they should be within one hundred words), Yang Yi finished reading it at a glance.

"It's very good to write!" Yang Yi glanced at Xixi's little eyes looking at her expectant eyes, and then smiled, praising her as the little girl wished.

In fact, Yang Yi still has a little bit of comments.

Because he felt that the contents behind Xixi were a bit complicated, just like the little girl would usually chatter about many unnecessary details. As an experimental report, these contents were not needed.

But Yang Yi hesitated for a moment and did not point it out to Xixi.

"It's almost time. I'll teach her to write a diary!" Yang Yi could see from these two passages that the little girl had a strong desire to create.

Not to mention Yang Yi's psychological activities and father's praise made Xixi smile with satisfaction, as if all the efforts just now had received the reward.

"You check the dictionary and write the unfamiliar words!" Yang Yi stood up and returned the chair to Xixi. He sat on the round stool on the side and said softly, "If you can't find it out, ask your father again!"

Xixi has a good memory. She still remembers that she couldn't think of a word, not that she couldn't write it. She didn't sit on a chair, but held her small notebook and squeezed into her father's arms, snuggled up, and pointed to it very reliantly: "Damn, look at this, what did the bean grow? Let him climb into the sky?"

"It's bean seedlings! Jack planted peas, which can grow bean seedlings, but these are magical peas that can grow so tall and strong bean seedlings." Yang Yi smiled.

...

At Jiangcheng Communication University, Cao Yaoli was answering a phone call in the dormitory. Several roommates next to her were also staring nervously at her call.

"For me personally, I prefer classical music, but because of professional reasons, I usually listen to everything. Whether it is popular at present, popular music from the past, or ethnic music, such as grassland songs, folk songs, etc., I have all learned about it."

"Well, I have heard of rap, but I have heard more of the English rap music from abroad, and I like blues or folk songs more."

"I like a singer? There is currently no singer in the pop music scene that I like particularly. My idol is the Western treble singer Mr. Pavolo."

"I have known about "I Am a Singer". After all, I signed up and I must have checked some introductions of your program in advance. I like the original intention of exploring powerful singers mentioned. I think the music industry is indeed a bit impetuous now. Too many idol singers are mixed in the middle. On the contrary, many powerful singers cannot make a name for themselves. I also hope to hear more excellent singers like Good Voice. Of course, in addition to sound, singing skills are also very important."

"Okay, I get it."

With the eager gaze of a group of roommates, Cao Yaoli ended the phone call.

"How is it? How is it? Have you been selected?" several roommates asked with concern.

"Let me wait for the news, which is similar to the previous two phone calls and revisits." Cao Yaoli said helplessly.

"Then there should be a chance!" He Yimin said quickly, "You have answered three calls to follow up. Xiao Liu next door has answered once. I guess she is so ugly."

"It should be that she is so stupid. This girl actually said directly that she is a fan of Murphy." Cao Yaoli smiled, "Fortunately, we have learned from the past, and we have also checked some other people's strategies online."
Chapter completed!