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All that was left was the slow singing and the photo, which kept surrounding everyone's minds.

"I want to be the same as before

Hold your warm palms

But you're not with me

Ask Qingfeng to take it to Ankang ......"

The singing is catchy and easy to understand, like a story told by a storyteller, and the voice is full of deep emotions that merge into the ears of the audience.

In an instant, people's minds sounded their own figures-

Father, after all these years, are you okay?

When you were a child, you told me stories, took my little hand and carried me on my back......

I really can't forget that scene......

"Time slows down, don't let you get old anymore

I am willing to exchange everything I have for your long stay

Dad, who is strong in his life, what can I do for you

Insignificant concern, take it......"

When the chorus sounded, off the stage, director Huang Yansong's whole body suddenly tensed, like an electric shock, and his whole body was numb......

His mind instantly recalled a picture from a short time ago.

So the forty-year-old man choked up in the blink of an eye.

The assistant director next to him was instantly dumbfounded.

Many people around looked over, Huang Yansong controlled his emotions and smiled reluctantly, but he still couldn't help but start to raise his hand to wipe his tears.

The assistant hurriedly handed over the tissue and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay...... Just hearing this song, I remembered something. ”

The assistant looked at Director Huang suspiciously.

At this moment, Huang Yansong's face was full of sadness, and he remembered an incident that happened not long ago in his mind.

On that day, Huang Yansong returned to his hometown to visit relatives.

When he left, his father, who was already 70 years old, had to take him to a taxi.

The old father is quite old, but his health has always been good, and he helped Huang Yansong carry a suitcase of work notes.

Later, Huang Yansong got into the car in a hurry, but forgot to take it.

When the car started, Huang Yansong suddenly heard the driver say, is the old man going to give you something?

When Huang Yansong saw his old father carrying a box in the rearview mirror, panting in the rear, showing the unprecedented running, even his legs and feet were ineffective, and he almost fell, but he was still desperately chasing behind......

At that time, his nose was sore, and he almost cried.

He hurriedly shouted to the driver to stop, and after getting out of the car, he lowered his head and took his things and left.

The old father didn't notice anything abnormal, but just asked Huang Yansong in the back of the car to take care of himself and take his mother home when he was free, he missed her.

After getting into the car, Huang Yansong's tears could no longer be stopped.

A forty-year-old man, under the strange gaze of the driver, held his head alone and wept bitterly.

What the driver didn't know was that Huang Yansong's mother had died four years earlier.

That was from that year on, my father's dementia symptoms began to get worse and worse......

"Thank you for everything you do, holding up our home with both hands

Always do everything you can and give me the best

Am I your pride, are you still worried about me?

Your caregiving, child, grow up!"

Compared with Huang Yansong's sentimentality, in the audience, Ma Xiaoling was already crying.

She leaned on her boyfriend Xu Kaiyang's shoulder and cried over her well-dressed makeup.

No one feels this song more deeply than her, especially what has happened for a period of time, which makes her realize what it means to be a father's love.

The reason why Ma Jun guarded that house as if he were dead was because that house represented a special meaning, and no amount of money could measure its weight in Ma Jun's heart.

There, there are all the memories of their family for more than 20 years.

There, there is the shadow of her mother who has long passed away, and there are traces of Ma Xiaoling's growth from childhood to adulthood......

What is fatherly love?

Li Qing sang the song "Father", and the expression under the mask was also a little sad.

I remember reading a post in my previous life, and he had forgotten the topic of the post, but the content made Li Qing remember it vividly, roughly like this:

A certain gentleman was addicted to the Internet when he was in high school, and often went out of school in the middle of the night to surf the Internet.

One day, he climbed over the wall as usual, and when he was halfway over, he ran back with a strange face and asked no questions.

Since then, he has studied seriously and no longer surfed the Internet, and the school is full of rumors that he has seen hell.

Later, when he was admitted to a prestigious school, his former classmates asked about it, and he was silent for a long time and said: "That day, my father came to give him living expenses, and he was reluctant to live in a hotel, so he sat under the wall all night. ”

The content of this post moved Li Qing deeply.

He once carefully recalled his father in his previous life, but he couldn't remember the slightest earth-shattering memory, and the story between himself and his father seemed to have always been as plain as water.

It's just that every time he vaguely sees the slightly rickety and crooked back in his dreams, it makes his heart ache like a pinprick.

"I want to be the same as before, holding your warm palm

But you're not by my side, so I'll take you to your well-being......"

As the singing progressed, the emotional singing voice was like a storyteller, bringing everyone on the scene to the depths of memory, the scenes about the father of the meeting.

On the hearing bench, Cai Jian's eyes were obviously red.

He raised his head, forcibly held back the sour emotions in his heart, and sighed: "It is enough to have this person in the music world." ”

This evaluation is quite high, especially Cai Jian's resume and seniority in the music industry are very important, which makes his affirmation quite precious.

However, the people around did not show any objection, and everyone's expressions were admiration.

"It's another original song. ”

Composer Luo Fei said with admiration: "In the music world, among singer-songwriters, the blind monk is the first. ”

"The first few exposed songs are shocking enough, but I didn't expect this song to be even more moving. Huang Wenjun said with a smile, but everyone can see that this guy's eyes are swollen like peaches.

Bao Yunyun didn't speak, she knew the blind monk's talent better than anyone else.

This "Father" is certainly worthy of praise and affirmation, and it can be judged at any music festival, and no Golden Melody Award can fail to match the quality of this song.

It's just that compared to the song, Bao Yunyun cares more about Molly's reaction next to her.

At this time, Molly's eyes were blurred, her chin was supported in her hands, and she looked at the blind monk intently.

Although there was emotion in her eyes, in Bao Yunyun's opinion, it seemed to be more ...... Infatuated?

Bao Yunyun's heart is very complicated.

Everyone in the music industry knows that Molly is a person who cherishes her talents.

Back then, it was because she admired the talent of songwriter Cao Hanbin, so even if the other party was more than 20 years older than her, she fell in love with him without hesitation.

However, this forbidden love, after all, still did not start and end.

After that time, Molly disappeared from the music scene.

Later, it was revealed by the media that he seemed to live in seclusion in Vancouver all the year round, eating fasting and asking Buddha, and no longer asking about the world.

And now, a younger and more talented person than Cao Hanbin has appeared, from Molly's eyes, how can such a person not make her heartbroken?

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Thank you Zheng Jia Erlang and Xiao Shuta, the two grandmasters and big brothers, for their tips, however, I seem to be a little carven...... It took three or four hours to crouch in front of the computer to write such a chapter...... Dizzy, the next chapter is later (to be continued.) )