The soothing and melodious prelude carried a touch of sadness, and some of the more sentimental audience members, whose eyes had merely reddened, were now weeping uncontrollably.
Zong Hai, the chief director hiding in the control room, gasped again when he saw this scene.
Xiao Qingfeng can evoke tears every time he sings. What is his magic?
Always taking from you but never saying thank you
I only understood how hard it was for you after I grew up.
[Always pretending to be relaxed when leaving]
[Smiling, she said, "Go back," but tears welled in her eyes as she turned away.]
I long to hold your warm hand again, just like before.
But you are not by my side; may the gentle breeze carry my wishes for your well-being.
...
The fans of Jing Chenxi in the live stream were frantically spamming the chat, hurling all sorts of insults, accusations, and personal attacks at Xiao Qingfeng.
But upon hearing this, the number of comments on the screen visibly decreased!
At this moment, it seems that no matter whose fan it is, they just want to listen to the song quietly and don't want to send comments to distract themselves.
In an instant, the live stream room with over 50 million viewers had very few and far between comments.
Time, please slow down, don't let you grow old anymore.
I would give anything to keep you forever.
What can I do for my strong-willed father?
Please accept this small token of my concern.
Thank you for everything you've done, for supporting our family with your two hands.
Always giving me the best of everything.
Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me?
The child you've been worrying about has grown up.
......
Xiao Qingfeng's clear, yet choked-up voice, paired with a low, soothing melody, acted as a catalyst for tears, with astonishing power.
Some audience members covered their faces with their hands, tears spilling from between their fingers; some leaned forward slightly, heads bowed, letting tears drip to the ground; others huddled together, their shoulders shaking.
A young girl was already sobbing uncontrollably, her heart filled with remorse.
She recalled how her father would always carry her to school on rainy days when she was a child, but as she grew up, she rarely went home to visit him because of her busy work schedule.
At this moment, she wished time could turn back so she could spend more time with her father.
A middle-aged man stared blankly at the stage, his eyes vacant. He thought of his father, who had worked so hard to support his education, his back bent from exhaustion.
Now that he has achieved success in his career, his father has already passed away, and he has no chance to repay him. His heart is filled with pain and self-blame.
People in every corner of the city were deeply moved, even those watching television.
In a small house, an old man sat on a sofa, tears welling in his eyes. He recalled everything he had done for his children when he was young, hard work, but also sweet joy.
On the subway, an office worker leaned against the handrail, tears streaming silently down his face. He recalled how he had always been impatient with his father's concern, and now he realized he had failed as a son.
On the bus, a middle school student silently wiped away his tears. He realized that he was always naughty and caused his father worry. He decided to be an obedient and good child from now on.
In the taxi, a young driver paused his ride and pulled over to the side of the road. He thought about his argument with his father, regretted his immaturity, and longed to go home immediately to give his father a hug.
Outside the hospital operating room, a middle-aged man knelt down, clasped his hands together in prayer: "Dad, you must get better! Your son hasn't had a chance to properly take care of you yet. You must get better!"
In the live stream, the emotions of the viewers were also like turbulent waves.
"This song reminds me of my father's smile. I haven't seen him smile so happily in a long time. I miss him so much."
“I always thought my dad would stay young forever and always be there to support me. Now I realize that he is also getting old, and I haven’t been spending enough time with him.”
"Listening to the song, I regretted my past misunderstandings about my father. Everything he did was for my own good, but I didn't know how to cherish it."
"Dad, I was wrong. I will spend more time chatting with you and taking walks with you from now on, so you won't be lonely anymore."
"This song is the best interpretation of fatherly love. It made me understand the greatness of my father, and I want to take good care of him."
Xiao Qingfeng's singing was like a warm torrent, impacting everyone's hearts and giving them a deeper understanding and awakening of their love for their fathers.
I long to hold your warm hand again, just like before.
But you are not by my side; may the gentle breeze carry my wishes for your well-being.
Time, please slow down, don't let you grow old anymore.
I would give anything to keep you forever.
What can I do for my strong-willed father?
In the control room, Zong Hai could no longer hold back his tears and immediately covered his mouth as if realizing what was happening.
However, in the blink of an eye, he found that all his colleagues were already in tears.
A girl at the scene secretly took out her phone and said, "Dad, it's the weekend tomorrow, I want to eat your braised pork!"
"Okay, little girl, Dad will make it for you when you come back tomorrow!"
In a brightly lit office building, programmer Xiao Liu, who was working overtime, said, "Dad, I'm coming home tomorrow to have a drink with you!"
"Son, has something happened?"
Is it work-related troubles? Or...did you break up with your boyfriend?
"Dad, I'm fine. I just missed you!"
"......"
In different cities, different locations, and different corners across the country, similar scenes are unfolding.
As the last line of lyrics fell, two more lines of text appeared on the big screen!
The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease; the child may wish to care for his parents, but they will no longer be there.
Cherish every moment spent with your parents.
Xiao Qingfeng finished singing, but the audience below the stage turned into a battlefield.
Some people who are easily moved to tears already had red eyes, while others who are concerned about their image tried hard to control their emotions.
Some people who are easily moved to tears and don't care about their image burst into tears the moment the song stopped.
Many audience members were already sobbing uncontrollably, wiping away tears with their companions, but as they wiped, tears would involuntarily flow again.
The cameramen, sound engineers, and stagehands on site were already in tears; if they hadn't had to work, they probably would have joined the weeping crowd.
Meanwhile, the comments section was filled with angry criticism of Xiao Qingfeng!
"Damn Xiao Qingfeng, you make me cry every time you sing. This time it's the worst. I'm never listening to your songs again!"
"I suggest a complete internet ban on Xiao Qingfeng. He's a total bastard! I came here to listen to music, not to cry and whine! You son of a bitch~~ Waaah~~~"
"You shameless Xiao Qingfeng, I'm driving a taxi, and I played this song and now my passenger is crying his eyes out and won't get out. What am I supposed to do... Hey, I have to talk to you now, if the traffic police come over, I won't be able to explain myself!"
"I finally managed to stay up until the weekend and didn't have to work tomorrow, planning to listen to some music to relax, and you pull this stunt... You're definitely not a good person!"
......
At that moment, the staff member responsible for monitoring real-time viewership rushed into the control room with red eyes!
"Director, our ratings are number one nationwide in our time slot! We've broken the 4.5 ratings record, and it's still going up!"
Upon hearing this, Zong Hai and his colleagues were all shocked!
"Damn it, we've finally waited for this moment! Our year-end bonuses are going to double!" Zong Hai wiped away his tears, beaming with joy.
With a viewership rating of 4.5, Hunan TV broke its viewership record of twenty years, and this moment will surely become a historic moment for Hunan TV!
On stage, Xiao Qingfeng opened his arms, looked up at the ceiling, and a drop of starlight slid down from the corner of his eye!
......
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