Looking at the 5D scene on the stage, recalling Li Mubai's childhood memories, his gaze gradually softened.
However, the good times didn't last long.
Even the best memories can become a mess if you get too caught up in them.
For example, the following paragraph.
Am I your pride?
Are you still worried about me?
The child you long for.
"Grown up"
Are you proud?
Are you worried?
Are you worried?
Absolutely not!
Li Donglai's eyes widened. He simply couldn't understand where his foolish son got his confidence from. When he sang this part, the emotional outpouring was even more awe-inspiring than before!
Speaking of which, when this silly son sang this part, he was probably thinking about himself, right?
That should be true.
No!
It must be!
Li Donglai didn't even dare to entertain the idea of whether something was green or not!
Who knows if the person behind him is staring at him with a meaningful look in their eyes right now?
Don't let her suspect anything, or you'll be in big trouble tonight!
But then again, have I been too demanding of this silly son?
Am I really that important to him?
As he thought about it, Li Donglai suddenly felt ashamed and realized that he should try a different approach in the future.
Actually, this son isn't that bad. He's not the best, but he's not the worst either. You can't always expect him to be like Lin Rui, can you?
Yes, we can't have too high expectations!
We must reflect on this and think about the future…
"Ugh...ugh...ugh..."
Oh shit!
At this moment, Li Donglai, who was still reflecting on being a father, was...
They've broken through!
A female voice?!
On the Spring Festival Gala stage, countless eyes are watching: You're going to sing a female voice for me?!
I can't control that brat Lin Rui, but I can't control your stupid son?!
Li Donglai became increasingly frustrated.
So all that previous speculation was for nothing?!
Seeing Li Donglai's shoulders trembling as he turned his back to everyone, Gong Jing couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.
In contrast, Situ Changqing and Changsun Jinghong remained aloof and indifferent observers.
What the hell is it to me!
When Li Donglai returned with a stern face, everyone held their breath.
"Mu Bai has already tried his best. Do you really think he sang badly?"
Seeing Gong Jing's ambiguous smile, Li Donglai suddenly gave a wry smile: "It's good, but I feel like I've been led astray."
"Don't forget, this was your choice back then."
Li Donglai remained silent.
Gong Jing continued, "Children have their own paths to walk, and parents should be more tolerant and encouraging."
Seeing that Li Donglai's expression was still not good, Gong Jing smiled and said, "Besides, how do you know that these aren't his true thoughts?"
Li Donglai was taken aback upon hearing this.
yes.
He may not be able to sing, but he understands music.
He could feel the most primal emotions in his son's singing.
A heartfelt expression of deep kinship.
Looking at Li Mubai in the camera lens, Li Donglai's eyes gradually softened.
Perhaps this is what my son has always wanted to express?
Or was this specially commissioned by the son from Lin Rui, to be sung specifically for him?
Seeing Li Donglai's increasingly proud expression, Gong Jing smiled and said, "If I have the chance, I'll also ask Mu Bai to have Xiao Rui write a poem about how good Mom is. I can't let you get the benefits while you keep playing the victim."
At the same time, not only industry insiders, but also ordinary families, have become emotionally unsettled.
Just like what someone said in the comments section.
He was deeply moved by this song, which has touching lyrics and a heart-stirring vocal style. He didn't find it vulgar or annoying; instead, he found it captivating.
I wish things could be the same as before.
Holding your warm hand
But you're not by my side.
May the gentle breeze carry my peace and well-being.
…
Grown up
Thank you for being with me all the way.
Ren Hetai was in tears. Not only him, but also his son, daughter-in-law, daughter, son-in-law, and even his grandchildren were all crying uncontrollably.
"A unique style, lyrics full of genuine feelings, sincere and profound emotions, and a catchy melody."
Ren Hetai remarked with emotion, "It tells the story of an elderly father with Chinese characteristics through the most down-to-earth and genuine emotions, which inevitably evokes memories in people."
At this point, Ren Hetai looked at his eldest son and asked, "You're also in the arts, what do you think of this song?"
Ren Houlang's eyes were a little red, and he gently wiped the corners of his eyes: "It has a very positive meaning and expresses a deep sense of gratitude. This song can be sung for both father and mother."
Ren Hetai waved his hand: "That's too superficial. Please elaborate."
Ren Houlang slightly raised his head, then sighed.
"Life is short, and we live it more and more hurriedly. Many times, I don't even have time to look back on myself."
"Thinking back to the past and then thinking about the present, we're either busy studying, busy working, busy dating, busy getting married, or busy having children."
At this point, Ren Houlang couldn't help but look at Ren Hetai: "Dad, I've never thought about what I really want. My life has become more and more restless. I'm afraid of being idle, afraid of being eliminated by society, afraid of being looked down upon, afraid of others surpassing me, and even more afraid of failure!"
"After listening to this song, I can't help but think of myself when I was a child, being protected and embraced by you and Mom."
"I can be ambitious, or I can be lazy."
"I can be cute, and I can throw a tantrum."
"Thank you and Mom for giving me a carefree childhood."
Not only Ren Houlang, but also his second brother and third sister, had red eyes.
“I’m crying not because of my youthful ignorance and the countless times I hurt you and Mom.”
"I cry because I am grateful to you for raising me."
"I cry because I want to stay with you until we grow old."
Similar scenes have played out in countless families.
Perhaps it's not as sentimental, or even as pedantic.
But many people share the same thoughts as Ren Houlang.
"Next, the dance: The Love of the Sparrow."
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