Pan Feng's eyes were brimming with tears.
With her left hand holding a floral handbag worth 930,000 yuan, she raised her right hand in a delicate, orchid-like gesture and gently dabbed the tears from the corner of her eyes with the back of her index finger.
“Honey, not only should we hold a family reunion ceremony so that our son can be recognized as a member of the family, we should also give him another 100 million yuan as pocket money.”
Lu Yuanqing nodded: "Yes, let's do it that way!"
Lu Chi walked over and stood beside Lu Yuanqing and his wife, unaware that the couple had just discussed such an important matter.
Outside the glass door.
Lu Qingru, Lu Jiyang, and others were still surrounded by reporters asking them all sorts of questions.
Lu Jiyang dressed up formally, wearing a suit and tie.
He looks like a noble and wealthy young master.
However, she has a slightly effeminate demeanor.
Just like a big star, whichever way he turned his body, the reporters' cameras and microphones would point in that direction.
Lu Chi looked at the scene before him with disdain.
The television studio was packed with people.
This year's "The Voice of China" singing competition was broadcast live and showcased to the public through Beijing TV and various media platforms.
Mr. and Mrs. Lu Yuanqing were invited to sit in a relatively forward position.
Lu Chi wanted to find a place to sit down anywhere.
Pan Feng loudly said to the staff, "That's my son, let him sit next to us."
Lu Chi waved his hand repeatedly.
She said, "Mom, no need. I don't like sitting in the front. I prefer to sit in the middle so I can participate in the competition calmly. I get nervous sitting in the front."
Hearing her son say that, Pan Feng didn't say anything more and sat down with Lu Yuanqing with peace of mind.
Lu Jiyang finally managed to get rid of the reporters.
She walked into the studio chatting and laughing with her second sister Lu Qingru, third sister Lu Yanxin, fourth sister Lu Xiaoyue, and fifth sister Lu Yunke.
Because Lu Qingru is a big star, the five siblings naturally sat in the front seats, not too far from Lu Yuanqing and his wife.
After about 40 minutes, everything was ready.
Six beautiful young women in their prime, dressed in lace, performed a high-energy opening dance.
"Good evening, everyone!..."
The host began his opening remarks, and the program "[The Voice of China]" officially started.
Due to prior publicity, the number of viewers in the live stream quickly soared to 100,000 as soon as the program started airing.
The barrage of comments on the screen surged like a tidal wave, one after another, without any sign of stopping.
The host announced: The contestants will draw lots on the spot.
There was a large lottery machine on site. As soon as the host pressed the button, the machine started spinning rapidly.
Witnessed by more than 300 people on site and more than 100,000 viewers in the live broadcast room.
The serial numbers and the corresponding contestant names then started scrolling.
When the machine stopped, each contestant saw their number.
Lu Jiyang drew number 8, while Lu Chi drew number 38.
A single live stream cannot cover all the contestants, so today, Lu Chi's number 38 is essentially the last contestant in this live stream.
"Wow, that's great! If I can get a lucky number 8, then first place is mine!"
When Lu Jiyang saw that his serial number was 8, he was so excited that he almost stood up from his chair.
I think this is a very good omen.
He glanced back at Lu Chi, who was sitting in the middle, and laughed, "You silly goose!"
Lu Chi glared at him, and Lu Jiyang quickly turned his face away.
Looking up and scanning the room, I saw that all the contestants were dressed up in their finest attire.
Some were full of confidence, while others were uneasy.
Contestant number 1 went on stage and sang a popular song from around the world.
She was kicked off the stage by the judges after singing only three lines.
"What is that singing? It's awful! Get off the stage!"
Contestant number 2 went on stage, and the judges listened patiently to half of his song before he successfully advanced.
...
It's Lu Jiyang's turn, number 8.
Lu Jiyang walked confidently onto the stage, and amidst the cheers of the sisters, he took the microphone and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Lu Jiyang, and the song I will be singing today is 'If You Could Come'."
If the wind knew the fragrance of rice blossoms in the fields
If clouds had their own wings.
If you hope to erase the sorrow
if……"
It must be said that Lu Jiyang is quite capable.
The song he chose was very difficult, but he sang it with great skill.
He won a standing ovation after singing only a few lines.
The audience shouted, "Well sung!"
In the live stream, comments scrolled by one after another.
Like a never-ending, surging river.
Everyone supports Lu Jiyang.
Hey***: [Isn't that the son of the richest man? He sings so well!]
User ***: [My God, he sings such a difficult song so easily.]
Love***: [Some are born in Rome, some are born to be cattle.]
Hua***: [Handsome! So handsome! By the way, does Young Master Lu have a girlfriend yet?]
Chen***: [He's handsome and has a nice voice; he probably has a chance to win.]
...
The host announced loudly, "Congratulations to contestant number 8! You have successfully advanced!"
Lu Jiyang raised his hands high and ran off the stage shouting "Yay yay yay!"
Offstage, his four older sisters took turns hugging him.
...
When it was Lu Chi's turn to go on stage, he looked down at the audience and saw that Lu Jiyang and his four older sisters had already left.
However, my parents have always been there.
Dad was still staring intently at the stage, while Mom had long since fallen asleep.
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