The weekend had arrived, and with two little angels hovering in front of him this winter, he did not feel cold at all.
Yang Yi was dragged upstairs by Xi Xi and Qiqi, one on the left and one on the right. It was as if he was enjoying the bliss of having two lovers in his arms.
Not every child liked to play in a coffee shop. Yang Luoqi did not like crowded environments. She felt a little uncomfortable when she was in the coffee shop with Xi Xi and looked at the strange customers walking around.
After Xi Xi ran over to inform him, Yang Yi moved his position upstairs.
Upstairs, Yang Luoqi was much more lively. She ran in and out of various rooms with Xi Xi, laughing happily. The two girls' bell-like laughter filled the large room with joy.
Yang Yi only took care of them and did not interfere too much. He held a pen and wrote, changing the outline and some names for his future new book.
Sahara Publishing House had been renamed and handed over to him. Yang Yi was now preparing to move the entire publishing house to River City. After all, Guangzhou was too far away from him and it was inconvenient to operate.
However, there was a problem. Guangzhou was also far away from River City for the employees of Sahara Publishing House. Although Yang Yi managed to attract a group of employees to move to River City through salary increases, benefits, and other means, most of the grassroots employees were unwilling to leave their hometown and start over in River City.
Fortunately, Yang Yi asked Fu Jun to settle these employees in the online mall, and he used the core staff as a team to recruit the talents he needed. It just so happened that Yang Yi also hoped that the publishing house would have a group of more capable operation, organization, and public relations talents.
Of course, these were all small problems that could be left to others to deal with. What Yang Yi wanted to do now was to write a book and then let the reborn Sahara Publishing House operate it. Just like Drawing Sword and Soldiers Assault, it would become a hit!
However, the book that Yang Yi wanted to write now needed to be changed a little. After all, the original author and the setting of the story were in Japan. It was obviously a little inappropriate for him to write a story that took place in Japan. If he forcibly changed the setting to China, it would be even more unreasonable because the national conditions in China and Japan were different, and the social atmosphere was also different. It would only make people feel that it was ridiculous.
Therefore, Yang Yi had been looking at the information during this period. After some research, he realized that Taiwan was very suitable for his story setting. In this world, China was unified, and so was Taiwan. Although it had gone through a period of concession, similar to Hong Kong, it eventually returned to the embrace of its motherland.
However, this period of concession history was different from his previous life. Together with the unique geographical environment and location of Treasure Island, there was a period of time when Treasure Island's social environment was similar to that of Japan. Classes were fixed, seniority was determined, the difference in status between men and women was huge, and the concept of marriage was distorted.
Fortunately, after they returned and merged with the continent, the special situations gradually disappeared due to the increase in communication.
However, Yang Yi felt that he could make use of this special period to change the setting of the original novel.
However, Yang Yi's thoughts were interrupted again.
"PaPa, PaPa!" Xi Xi excitedly pulled Yang Luoqi's hand, and the two girls ran over.
He didn't know if it was because of the heater or because they ran too fast, but the two girls' faces were flushed, and their foreheads were sweating in the winter.
"What's wrong? Don't run too fast. What if you fall down later? "Yang Yi laughed.
"No, Uncle Yang Yi, Xi Xi and I want to dance for you!" Yang Luoqi said in a low voice.
Don't look at her soft and weak appearance. In fact, in just over an hour, Yang Luoqi and Yang Yi had become familiar with each other. Facing familiar people, she was not as shy as before, and she would take the initiative to speak.
"Oh? Is that so? " Yang Yi was interested. He put down the notebook in his hand, sat up, and said, "Well, how do you want me to cooperate with you? Move the coffee table away? "
"PaPa, if we dance well, you have to applaud, and then tell us a story!" Xi Xi took care of Yang Luoqi like a big sister, and she took the initiative to explain, "Qiqi wants to listen to your story!"
So that was the purpose!
Yang Yi was happy, "No problem!"
"You have to tell us a good story!" Yang Luoqi said in a low voice.
"You also have to tell us a story that Qiqi and I have never heard of!" Xixi's long eyelashes flickered as she looked at her father with sparkling eyes. Her heart was filled with anticipation as she spoke.
"Okay, okay! I promise I'll tell you a story that you've never heard of! " Yang Yi had already moved the coffee table away, and then ran to the study to get his SLR camera. He set it up to record this scene.
He did not intend to upload the video online, but how could he not share such a precious scene with Murphy?
The two little guys were still dancing the dance that their kindergarten teacher taught them, and Yang Yi was still shouting the beat.
"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four …"
The two little girls danced at the same time. Yang Luoqi really had a foundation in dancing. She danced very naturally, and her movements were even more coordinated. It was just that Qiqi, who danced, did not smile, and the expression on her little face was very serious. Her vigor made Yang Yi respect her.
Xi Xi, who was on the right, tried hard to follow the beat. She had a good memory and could remember those movements. She did not need to look at Qiqi, and just danced on her own. She was in a good mood, and she jumped very hard and was very lively.
Although in comparison, Xi Xi's dance was a little flawed, Yang Yi felt that the flaws could not obscure the beauty. His daughter's dance was lively, and the smile on her face brought endless vitality to the cold camera.
If Yang Luoqi was like Yang Liping, a little peacock who danced alone, elegant, gentle, intelligent, delicate, and fragile, then Xi Xi was like little Cai Qi, a little angel who loved to smile. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and she was lively and pure. Her dance did not have many highlights, but it always left a deep impression in people's minds.
No one danced better. It could only be said that they were spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own strengths!
In fact, it did not matter what kind of dance it was, and it did not matter whether they danced well or not. The two little girls, who were as beautiful as little flower fairies, were already the most beautiful scene in the world!
Yang Yi did not dare to disturb them. He only waited for them to finish dancing before he stopped recording, turned off the SLR camera, and then applauded hard. "Good, very good, Très Bien!"
He was so excited that Yang Yi could not help but blurt out a sentence in French.
After the dance, the two little girls were a little out of breath. Being praised by Yang Yi, not only Xi Xi was beaming with joy, but Yang Luoqi also smiled shyly.
"PaPa, can you tell us a story?" Although it was Yang Luoqi's wish, Xi Xi was also looking forward to her father's story.
"Of course! Wait a minute, drink some water and take a breather. I'll go get the sketch paper and tell you a story! " Yang Yi smiled and poured water for them, but when he turned around, he saw the two little girls holding hands and jumping around. They were really energetic children.
After a while, the two little girls sat in a row on the sofa and looked at Yang Yi expectantly.
"What do you think this is?" Yang Yi drew an animal on the sketch paper.
"I know! This is an elephant! "Xi Xi was the first to raise her hand.
"But elephants do not have hair … and their teeth are not curved." Yang Luoqi said weakly.
"That's right!" Xi Xi also tilted her little head in confusion.
"Haha, this is indeed an elephant, but it is not the kind of elephant we usually see in the zoo. This is called a woolly elephant!" Yang Yi pointed at his drawing and said, "Today, we are going to tell the story of this woolly elephant, Manny."
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