Chapter 101: One Sentence from You, One from Me, a Baby Laughing Hiahia (Please Subscribe)

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"Let us row our oars, the little boat pushes through the waves..."

Little Xia'er's second recording session began. Her voice was clear and penetrating, and the moment her singing started, she seemed to have already set the tone for the song.

Bright, cheerful, radiant, and full of youthful energy.

Amid the harmony of piano and flute, Xia'er gently swayed her little head as she sang, her big, dark eyes sparkling with vivacity.

She looked utterly adorable and bursting with vitality.

Wang Ying had also stopped teaching Little Chun'er at this point, and brought her over to watch Xia'er through the soundproof glass, listening to her sing.

"Xia'er is so amazing! She sings so beautifully!"

Little Chun'er listened to Xia'er's cheerful, lively singing and bounced with excitement.

"Mm, Xia'er truly has a gift for singing, but our Chun'er is no slouch either,"

Wang Ying smiled. "When we're done here, I'll teach you some more, and you'll sing even better. Next time we record, you'll nail it on the first try too!"

Little Chun'er nodded happily. "Mm-hm, thank you, Sister Ying!"

"You're welcome. Let's listen to the song," Wang Ying said with an elegant smile.

"Mm-hm... Go, Xia'er!"

Inside the isolation booth, Xia'er sang joyfully, and Yang Qing's smile grew deeper and deeper as he and Li Dongning fell into increasingly seamless coordination.

In the outer recording room, Chun'er and the others listening grew merrier and merrier, their spirits lifting higher, and even the recording technician unconsciously tapped his foot.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Just then, the recording studio door was knocked upon. Fang Du, who happened to be standing by the door—the only one without a secondary headset on—casually opened it again.

"Whoosh!"

The door opened, and before he could react, a tiny figure bumped right into him.

"Xi'er!"

Fang Du caught the little one, exclaiming in surprise.

"Hiahia... bumper cars!"

Little Xi'er burst out laughing, and right behind her came Xiao Bai's voice: "Brother Fang Du, let us in!"

"Oh, oh."

Fang Du quickly stepped aside, and the three little ones filed in, squealing with delight.

"Jin'er."

Fang Du's eyes were somewhat fervent as he looked at Tan Jin'er, calling out happily.

"Mm." Tan Jin'er avoided his burning gaze, shyly saying, "The little ones wanted to watch Brother Qing record, so I brought them over."

"Mm-hm, come on in!" Fang Du beamed. "Xia'er is recording right now."

"Xia'er?"

Tan Jin'er walked in curiously, and saw that the three little ones had already been lifted onto chairs by Qin Xue and Wang Ying, big headphones perched on their little heads, excitedly watching Xia'er sing through the soundproof glass.

"Big sister is so good, so amazing! The song she sings sounds so nice!"

Little Qiu'er rested her small hands on the worktable, watching Xia'er sing, her big eyes brimming with pride and delight.

Unfortunately, since all three little ones were wearing headphones at the moment, Xiao Bai and Little Xi'er didn't hear Qiu'er's proud words about her sister, but they too were babbling excitedly:

"Ho ho... singing songs, so much fun! I wanna have a go later too, ho ho..."

"Hiahia... the song sounds so nice! Sister Xia'er is so amazing! Xi'er is amazing too, hiahia..."

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The two little ones babbled in their baby voices, and the women standing behind them—Qin Xue and the others—couldn't help but find it amusing.

Bai Lingyue's face flushed red as she said, "This little rascal Xiao Bai, why does she talk like a little troublemaker! It must be my big brother who's a bad influence. I'm going to tell sister-in-law when I get back!"

"Hehe..." Qin Xue laughed. "Xiao Bai is adorable! She's the big sister protecting Qiu'er and Xi'er."

With that, she looked at Tan Jin'er and smiled. "As for Xi'er, how does she manage to praise herself even while listening to Xia'er sing? Haha... she's just too cute."

Tan Jin'er felt both helpless and speechless.

How was she supposed to respond to that? Her little sister was now bursting with inexplicable confidence and wild self-entertainment, completely unlike the clingy little thing she used to be.

And just as the three little ones were babbling joyfully and Qin Xue and the others were chatting and laughing, Xia'er's song drew to its close:

"The little boat drifts gently on the water, a cool breeze blows in from ahead."

Her clear, crystalline voice faded away, and the piano and flute harmonies also dissipated in lingering echoes.

The song ended, the music ceased. Xia'er turned around, looking at Yang Qing with nervous anticipation.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Yang Qing's applause rang out.

"Our Xia'er is truly amazing."

"Big brother!"

Hearing such praise from Yang Qing, Xia'er happily pounced into his arms, burying her little head against his stomach and rolling it back and forth.

"Haha... alright, let's go out and listen to the recording, see if it came out perfectly," Yang Qing said, ruffling her little head with a smile.

"Mm-hm!"

Holding Xia'er's hand, Yang Qing led her out of the isolation booth, but the moment she emerged, she was surrounded by three bouncing little ones.

"Big sister! You're so, so awesome!"

"Hiahia..."

Little Qiu'er praised her, while Little Xi'er grinned widely with her "hiahia" laughter. As for Xiao Bai...

"Whoosh!"

Her little body dashed like the wind toward the recording isolation booth, only to be caught by Li Dongning from behind.

Li Dongning grinned and deliberately asked, "Haha... Xiao Bai, where are you off to?"

"Ho ho... I'm going to sing a song! Let me go, let me in!"

Xiao Bai grabbed at his big hand, wriggling her little body, determined to get inside.

"Haha... you can sing if you want, but you'll have to wait a bit. In a little while, you can sing together with Qiu'er and Xi'er, alright?"

"Okay!" Xiao Bai was delighted, but then she looked at Li Dongning suspiciously. "You'd better not be tricking me!"

"Haha..." Li Dongning burst out laughing at her. "No tricking you."

With Xiao Bai handled, Li Dongning casually closed the door to the recording isolation booth.

"Xia'er, you're so amazing! Sister Ying said you nailed the recording on your first try!"

Little Chun'er squeezed her way over and threw her arms around Xia'er, bouncing with joy.

"Mm-hm, you're really good too, big sister. Next time, you'll nail it too."

Xia'er was excited and happy as well, but she didn't forget to cheer her sister on. The bond between the sisters ran deep—no jealousy, no pride, only mutual encouragement.

Little Chun'er nodded firmly. "Mm-hm!"

"Hee hee... big sister, Qiu'er wants to sing a song too!"

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"Hiahia... Xi'er too! And Xiao Bai!"

The two little ones called out, then turned their big, dark eyes toward Yang Qing in unison.

"Alright then, let's have you sing as well," Yang Qing said with an affectionate smile to the two little ones, then looked at Qin Xue and Wang Ying for their input. "Xiao Xue, Xiao... Xiao Ying, what do you think? How about we let the little ones have a go, and then we'll record the music?"

"Sure, I have no objections. I'd love to hear these three little ones sing in their baby voices," Qin Xue said with a smile.

Wang Ying also smiled, her brows curving. "Fine, but what song will they sing? 'The Painter'?"

"Oh, that song works well!" Yang Qing's eyes lit up with a grin. "I was thinking of having them sing the same song as Xia'er, but hearing you say that, 'The Painter' seems even better!"

"Besides, Xi'er and Xiao Bai already know it—Qiu'er taught them."

"Then it's settled," Wang Ying nodded with a smile. "We'll go with piano accompaniment. How about I play this time?"

"You?" Yang Qing was momentarily taken aback, then smiled. "Those three little ones are truly lucky, having a diva like you accompany them."

Hearing this, Wang Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, saying softly, "Actually, the luckiest one is you."

"Gah!"

Yang Qing fell silent, awkwardly rubbing his nose. He didn't dare respond to that—and frankly, he didn't know how to.

...

A dozen or so minutes later, Wang Ying led the three little ones into the recording isolation booth. She adjusted the microphone to their height, had them line up in a row, and said with a fond smile:

"I sang the lyrics to you all just now—did you remember them?"

"We remember!"

"Good. So in a moment, I'll play the piano first, and then there'll be a pause. The moment the piano stops, Qiu'er, that's when you sing. Then Xiao Bai, and finally Xi'er—one line each, got it?"

"Got it!" the three little ones chirped in unison.

"Alright, get ready then."

Wang Ying patted each of the three little heads, then sat down at the piano, her slender fingers beginning to dance across the keys.

Instantly, a cheerful melody rang out, drifting into the little ones' ears, and their small bodies swayed in unison.

Then, in the very next instant, the music came to a sharp halt, and Little Qiu'er's tiny, milky voice sang out:

"I am a painter, skilled at painting."

Followed by Xiao Bai's baby voice: "I'll paint the new house, so much prettier."

And then Little Xi'er: "Painting the roof and then the walls, my brush flies like the wind... hiahiahia..."

"Shwoosh!"

At Little Xi'er's "hiahia," Little Qiu'er and Xiao Bai both turned their gazes toward her.

"Pat!"

Little Xi'er seemed to realize she'd laughed at the wrong moment. She quickly covered her little mouth with both hands, her big eyes looking at the other two with utter innocence.

"Haha..."

Outside, Qin Xue and the other two women had already doubled over laughing.

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