Su Bai squatted at the edge of the stage, looking at the children in the front row with a smile.
"It's true! It's true!"
“I can sing!”
A child raised his hand.
"I can do that! I can do that!"
That's how kids are. If one person stands up bravely, everyone else will follow.
Su Bai's eyes swept back and forth over the children twice, finally settling on the little boy sitting in a wheelchair with tears in his eyes.
Although he was a little dark and his clothes were not very clean, his eyes were the brightest and most passionate among the children who had just stared at him.
Su Bai jumped off the stage and walked in front of Li Xiaohu.
"You are Li Xiaohu, right?"
Looking at his idol so close to him, Li Xiaohu felt like he was dreaming.
I nodded blankly, feeling a little nervous, uneasy and confused.
"You look very energetic, you are indeed a little man, you have my temperament!"
The other children looked at Li Xiaohu with envy, wishing they could take his place.
Children love to be praised the most, especially in China where repressive education is prevalent. In fact, sometimes encouragement is much more useful than repression, but many parents cannot do it.
This also leads to many children becoming rebellious when they reach adolescence, and the gap between them and their parents becomes deeper.
"Xiao Hu, I saw all the other kids raised their hands and said they could sing my song, but you didn't. Teacher Yan must be lying to me! She clearly said you sang this song the best! Humph! I'll never trust Teacher Yan again!"
Su Bai deliberately pretended to be a little angry, which made Yan Fangyue confused and smiled bitterly.
Xiaohu immediately became nervous and at a loss, waving his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, that's not it! I will! Teacher Yan didn't lie to you!"
"Really?"
"Really! Really!"
"Oh~ Well, in that case, I must check! Do you dare to accept my inspection, man?"
"I dare!"
I don’t know if it’s because he’s afraid that Su Bai will misunderstand Teacher Yan, or because of his admiration and love for his idol, but Xiaohu, who has been depressed and unwilling to look up recently, suddenly feels a surge of blood burning in his chest.
He straightened his chest, looked at Su Bai, and responded loudly!
"Okay! Then come on stage with me!"
Su Bai smiled, and Xiaohu thought the smile was warm, making people feel friendly and safe.
Su Bai did not push the wheelchair, but directly picked up Li Xiaohu with one hand and let him sit in his arms.
Li Xiong, who was standing next to him, was a little nervous at first, but when he saw Su Bai holding up Xiaohu with his arms not even trembling, he stopped talking and just looked at his excited son with satisfaction.
Just those few sentences are the most words Xiaohu has said in recent times.
For Su Bai, the dozens of pounds of weight of this 8-year-old child is not a problem at all. With his current strength, it is not too difficult for him to hold Xu Qirou in his left hand, Zaza in his right hand, and have Da Mimi riding on his head.
The main one is powerful!
He walked onto the stage holding Li Xiaohu, gave a look, and the staff started playing the accompaniment.
There's no way around it. We can't host a live band under these conditions, but it's already pretty good that we can bring up so many sound and stage equipment.
"Can the brightest star in the night sky hear
The loneliness and sighs in the heart of the person looking up..."
Su Bai's voice was like a fruity breeze in the mountains and forests, gently blowing on the faces of all the villagers present. Even though most ethnic minorities were good at singing and dancing, they had to admit that Su Bai's voice was amazing!
Sounds very good!
Very good and sounds great!
Xiaohu just sat in Su Bai's arms, listening to his idol singing his favorite song, feeling extremely happy!
If it weren't for his feet...he might have done a few somersaults with joy!
During the interval between songs, Su Bai stuffed his gorgeous and expensive-looking microphone into Li Xiaohu's hand, indicating that he was going to start checking whether Li Xiaohu could sing!
"I pray to have a transparent heart..."
The childish voice echoed in the small square through the microphone, and the villagers all showed smiles of relief and encouragement.
Yan Fangyue even had a smile on her face like an aunt.
This was the song she played to Li Xiaohu on the first day she met him. Over the course of a year, Xiaohu hummed a few lines of the song almost every day, and his singing became more and more standard.
With Su Bai's encouragement, Xiaohu finally shook off his silence from the previous day and started singing loudly!
[This child is so pitiful, but today he is truly happy.]
[Yeah, it looks like there's something wrong with my foot, but I sang beautifully!]
[Yes, it's not out of tune at all, the pitch is very good.]
[I also want to be hugged by Su Bai like this...]
[Sisters above, stop fantasizing. You're so drunk that you can even think about such a touching scene! Please stop trying to hit on my husband!]
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