Godly Stay-Home Dad

Bai Yilin walked to the podium in a daze and said with a surprised tone:    

"Expand your horizons, Zhang Yu Meng. You've really broadened teacher's horizons. You're singing so well, you'll definitely pass it!"    

"Listen well!"    

The students echoed one after another:    

"It's even better than a famous celebrity's singing."    

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"But I know how to dance, martial arts and magic. Which one should I perform?" The Mengmeng revealed a pondering expression.    

Martial arts were very simple, some of the better looking moves from Mengmeng s were casually made.    

Magic, flames, fireballs, whips of fire, and those little treasures. Any one of them could set the stage's effects ablaze.    

It's also very complicated to learn too much.    

Mengmeng didn't know what to choose, and planned to ask his parents.    

"Alright, our Zhang Yu Meng has set an example. She will first take down a program, and if Zhang Yu Meng's songs can't even go through the rehearsal, I'll eat this whole school building." Bai Yilin was filled with confidence.    

With this kind of heavenly music, coupled with the heaven defying looks and values, she could become a celebrity. She felt that if Mengmeng's parents agreed, the whole street would be on fire.    

Little did I know that all these years, I won Golden Horse Awards, Golden Statue Awards and other awards.    

"Are there any other programs? "Don't be afraid, everyone. We'll be more than happy to register and participate. If all of you pass, we can even make a scene in class eight a year." Bai Yilin encouraged him.    

"Teacher, Lil 'White and I are going to have a talk with each other."    

"I can recite poetry."    

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Not long later, Bai Yilin recorded eight programs.    

Of course, he only had confidence in the Mengmeng. He might not be able to pass the competition with other programs.    

The class started and the students began to study seriously.    

After school, he sat in the car.    

Mom, I want to participate in the school's Christmas Festival. The teacher told me to prepare a program, I said that I could sing, dance, martial arts, magic, whatever. My classmates asked me to sing, so I sang a little bit of beautiful anticipation. "Mom, I wanted to attend the school's Christmas Festival, the teacher wanted me to prepare a program, I said that I could sing, dance, martial arts, magic.    

"Art Festival?"    

Zi Yan's interest was not in any show so she quickly asked: "Can my parents go watch it?"    

"Eh?" Mengmeng was stunned: "I don't know either, but it doesn't seem possible. There are so many people in the middle that even the parents can't sit with us."    

"So it's like that."    

Zi Yan inadvertently looked at Zhang Han: "It's fine, your father is here anyways. When the time comes, he will bring me to watch your program."    

"Then what do I want to perform?" Mengmeng asked.    

"You don't need magic anymore, the treasures in your hands are very powerful. If you get blown up by the stage, it will get on the news."    

Zi Yan thought for a moment, then said: "You do not perform in the martial arts, you perform the martial arts alone, and do not sing or dance properly."    

"Just sing, okay." Mengmeng shook his leg.    

"We sing and dance together, singing and dancing at the same time. These few days, Mom will teach you. First, we have to choose a song, what's so good about singing ?"    

The two girls chatted in the back row.    

Zi Yan was still a little looking forward to Mengmeng's performance.    

"Do I sing my mother's song?"    

"No need, Mom hasn't produced any new songs recently. Find a song that's more pleasing to the ear, and Mom will help you learn how to dance."    

"Then what song should I choose?" Mengmeng was pondering over the recent beautiful popular songs he had heard.    

"I don't know either." How could Mengmeng know what to sing? Faced with so many choices, the Mengmeng was rarely at a loss.    

"When we go back and listen to the song, we'll see which one we choose." After Zi Yan finished, he suddenly looked at Zhang Han: "Why are you not moving at all? Give me some advice. "    

"Alright, the suggestion is here."    

Zhang Han smiled and turned on the music broadcast.    

While listening to the song, he drove and let the two girls in the back row study it for themselves.    

In the area of songs, he had no talent other than to be a porter those two times.    

Later, Zi Yan even called her a big liar, thinking that she was really a multi-talented clan of god level and lyrics, but who would have known that it was all a lie.    

However, this did not affect his father's handsomeness.    

When they got home, the two of them went to the music room to listen to music. It took them two hours to choose the program they would prepare.    

"That's it, now that you've chosen the song, Mom will study your dancing movements for a few days and then give you a few days training." Zi Yan laughed.    

"I'm finally done, I can ?"    

You can practice magic and then play with the Da Hei and them for a while, then go back to the castle to play games for half an hour in the dark, and then go to bed.    

"You can go and do your homework."    

Zi Yan's words caused Mengmeng's small face to stiffen, and then became filled with hidden bitterness.    

"Mom, why did you say such a terrible thing?"    

"? ?"    

The homework was very simple. It only took him half an hour to finish it. Dinner, practice, and play were all very fulfilling.    

The next day at 8 PM.    

Zi Yan and Mengmeng started their practice in the dance hall.    

"This song's melody is lively and light, it's not suitable for dancing too fiercely. I'll just use some popular and simple actions, like this ?"    

There were specializations in the professions.    

Zhang Han sat at the door, watching Zi Yan dance.    

Mengmeng had the foundation of martial arts, his learning speed was very fast, he would pass the examination after practicing two times, the rest was to remember the sequence of movements, singing and dancing would be very tiring, but for Mengmeng, it was nothing.    

On the weekend, he would stay in New Moon Mountain for two days.    

The one who brought the good news this time was Zhang Guangyou.    

Zhang Han and Zi Yan were sitting in the pavilion beneath the thunder sun tree, watching the Mengmeng and Chen Chuan practice martial arts.    

"Mengmeng, there's finally news about the ruins."    

Zhang Guangyou moved closer to the Mengmeng, smiled, and said, "A C Rank relic, in Zhuhai."    

"Eh?"    

Mengmeng immediately stopped moving, his eyes shining: "What day is it?"    

"Christmas Day, the twenty-fifth. About nine to ten in the morning." Zhang Guangyou chuckled and said: "This time, Grandfather will bring you to play. I promise not to interfere, and you can enjoy and kill countless enemies, okay?"    

The first two times, Zhang Guangyou was also a bit depressed. He thought that Mengmeng would like to stroll around to enjoy the scenery, but who knew that the little girl would actually like to fight.    

"I'm not going with you."    

Mengmeng snorted: "This time... "I'm not going anymore."    

"Ah?" Not going anymore? Are you for real? " Zhang Guangyou was stunned.    

"Really, I still have things to do, grandpa, go by yourself." Mengmeng waved his hands, but a trace of craftiness flashed deep within his eyes.    

Hehehehe, he's going to play by himself this time.    

"What am I doing, a small C-class relic."    

Zhang Guangyou was speechless. He walked over to Zhang Han and said at the same time: "Alright, the two of you continue practicing here."    

Not far away, Zhang Han saw the situation, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.    

With just a slight change in Mengmeng's expression, Zhang Han could roughly guess what she was thinking.    

You want to play by yourself?    

nonexistent.    

Although he knew that the treasures within her dimensional ring s and those on her body were sufficient to ensure her safety, he was still worried for Zhang Han's safety.    

"Son."    

Zhang Guangyou sat down, his expression serious. "There's movement over at Karakorum, Eventide Heavenly Wolf just called me. If there's no surprise, the usual tunnel will open soon, and Kunlun Immortal World's people will appear. Your grandfather can come back now."    

"When?" Zhang Han asked.    

"Probably crossing the New Year's Eve." Zhang Guangyou sighed lightly: "Your grandfather has it difficult, and only when he sees you two, will he let out a smile, and be happier. When he comes back to see you and Lili doing well, he will also be very pleased."    

"I'll pick him up then." Zhang Han nodded.    

If one were to say that they hadn't met before, then it was really strange. Feelings needed time and company, but knowing that his grandfather was the one who lived next to the village, Grandpa Mu, more or less, had a foundation for feelings.    

"In three days, the tunnel will open. If he doesn't come down within three days, we'll go up." Zhang Guangyou said: "Don't be like last time, when you went to Kun Xu, your mother and I came out to find you, and we were still so anxious."    

"Alright."    

As you have said, there is a huge gap between the early, middle, late, and peak stages. We are invincible in this world, and if we go there, we will have to worry about a lot. "Su Yun said in a low voice. Zhang Guangyou sighed with emotion, "The peaceful days may be coming to an end. After these few years of recuperating, it's time to move about."    

"There isn't any big danger, Kunlun Immortal World is just a barren land. If there aren't any rules to suppress it, then it wouldn't be as good as this main world." Zhang Han smiled faintly.    

"No, there is one thing I am curious about. What is your level of strength?" Zhang Guangyou looked at Zhang Han strangely.    

Whether it was Leader Mu, Sect Leader Jiang, Uncle Dong, himself, the 3rd Elder who loved to battle, many people had already reached the level of half-step into the Aurous Core stage. However, facing Zhang Han, they were not his match in a single strike.    

"You'll know when the time comes."    

Zhang Han grinned, but did not reply.    

Since the Kunlun Immortal World was opened, his strength would still have a qualitative increase. Of course, he had to first enter the Kunlun Immortal World to break through.    

"It has been more than five years since the last group of people entered this place."    

Zhang Guangyou laughed, "You still remember Guangliang Cliff, Su Bei Mu, Luofu Sword Sect Ding Jiu Ming, Little Roc King Shi Fenghou, Soul Divergence Sect's Yan Wu Chen, Demon King of Confusion Ye Longyuan. That batch of talent disciples entering Karakorum are like fish in water, I don't know how their strength has improved."    

"Perhaps they will become the core strength. Those little fellows have decent talent." Zhang Han laughed.    

In the past, Zhang Guangyou would have thought that these words were very arrogant. But now, he felt that it was normal.    

Because his own son was simply too heaven-defying.    

Time passed in a flash.    

Finally, on the afternoon of the 23rd, it was time for the program's rehearsal.    

As an art festival, of course, there wouldn't be all sorts of programs going on stage. They needed to go through rehearsal before the effects would be good.    

In the middle of the school, there were thousands of students. There were always those who were multi-talented.    

Playing piano, pipa, guitar, crosstalk, and so on, there really was a magic program that was accepted.    

As for the Mengmeng, it was a very simple performance, he did not even dance, but just picked up the microphone and sang.    

It was a melodious voice that was full of personality, as if it had a bewitching charm to it.    

The rehearsal was carried out in a very relaxed manner.    

Zhang Yumeng of class eight made her name quickly in the rehearsal area.    

Outside, Yue Wuwei's identity had already been released to the public. Everyone checked.