"Ah?"
As soon as the host finished speaking, Little Song Ying could not help but widen her eyes and turn to look at Meng Xiuwen in shock.
It was impossible for her father to come back now. Then, the Song Ying's father that the teacher mentioned could only be the fake father sitting next to her!
Was he going to sing on stage?
Little Song Yingying was about to ask her doubts when she felt that almost all the students and parents in the class were looking at her and her "father".
Following their guidance, all the students and parents in the school subconsciously turned their gazes over!
Everyone's attention!
Some parents even stood up from their seats and tiptoed to look at Little Song and Ying.
There was a lot of discussion!
Meng Xiuwen enjoyed this scene.
Because he knew that this was a dream, he did not feel much pressure. It was also because of this that a strong sense of confidence emanated from him.
A confident man was the most charming!
With his handsomeness and confidence, Meng Xiuwen became the most eye-catching person in the audience!
Even Little Song Yingying couldn't help but be absent-minded for a moment. If her father was present, she probably wouldn't be able to win, right?
Meng Xiuwen didn't know what she was thinking. He rubbed her hair lovingly and stood up as he said,"
"I'll only sing some songs once.”
With that, he walked straight to the stage.
At the same time! As expected, the system notification sounded in his mind!
Ding! Do you wish to spend 5 Dream Points to exchange for Perfect Singing, Perfect Playing, and a piano?
Just in time!
He had been worried that the system would not give him a choice. He did not expect it to be so humane. Not only did it list the singing and playing, but it also helped him pack a piano!
This was too convenient!
He didn't have time to think and directly chose to exchange!
The moment the system notified him that the exchange was successful, Meng Xiuwen felt his spirits lift as two memories appeared in his mind! After that, the warm current surged from the tips of his fingers to his palms and then from his arms to his mind. This was the familiar muscle memory!
In just a moment, Meng Xiuwen felt like he was a piano master who had played for many years, or a heavenly king who dominated the music industry!
An even stronger confidence than before was emitted!
He calmly walked onto the stage and thanked the host teacher. Meng Xiuwen took the microphone from his hand.
"I'm very happy to be able to come up. I'm also very happy that everyone can let me delay some time.”
After a simple explanation, he walked straight to the piano that had appeared on the stage at some point and sat down. He elegantly opened the lid and placed the microphone.
As soon as his fingers touched the piano keys, the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger. The score of " Where Has Time Gone " automatically appeared in his mind.
The prelude sounded.
The audience gradually quieted down.
...
The old tree in front of the gate grows new buds,
The dead trees in the yard bloom again,
I've half lived, so many words,
Hiding in his white hair.
...
The little feet in my memory,
Her toot little mouth,
Give him all your love,
Just for the sake of calling her father and mother.
...
Rather than saying that this song was dedicated to his parents, it was more appropriate to say that it was dedicated to every parent present.
They might be 28 or 29 years old, or 35 or 36 years old, but they all had one thing in common. Their children were growing up, and their parents were getting old.
They were sandwiched in the middle, taking care of both sides.
By the time they recovered, their children might have already married and they themselves would be old.
In the first half of the song, Meng Xiuwen didn't show off his skills. His deep and magnetic voice sounded like it was simple, but it contained countless emotions.
It was also because of his simple and unadorned singing that many parents were deeply touched and listened carefully.
The children didn't really understand this song, but they listened very carefully. After all, they could tell if a song was good or bad.
Little Song Ying was the same.
The song soon reached the chorus, which was also the most emotional part of the song. Meng Xiuwen's voice suddenly rose!
...
Where did the time go?
I haven't had a chance to feel young yet, and I'm already old.
Having children and raising daughters for a lifetime,
Her mind was filled with the crying and laughing of the child.
...
Where did the time go?
I haven't even taken a good look at your eyes and they're already blurry.
I've spent half my life on firewood, rice, oil and salt,
In the blink of an eye, only wrinkles were left on his face.
...
A few simple words were like a sandstorm blowing into their eyes, resonating with most of the parents.
Some of them were even secretly wiping away their tears.
They thought of themselves, their parents, and their children.
That's right, this feeling was like watching one's parents 'hair turn from black to white and watching their children grow up day by day. Where had time gone?
Meng Xiuwen was playing the piano while observing the situation below the stage from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but nod.
Today was Children's Day, so it was not appropriate to sing this song. However, he really could not think of any song that could calm the crowd. He could not possibly sing " Little Leap Frog," could he?
Therefore, after thinking about it, rather than making the children happy, it was better to make their parents moved. It was obvious! "Where Did All the Time Go?" This song had succeeded!
The song ended.
The parents below the stage finally came to their senses and quickly gave a thunderous applause!
It continued!
Beside Little Song Ying, a few girls from the same class came over. Their eyes were full of stars and they were extremely envious.
"Song Ying, your dad is so amazing. He's handsome and sings well. If only my dad could have half of that!”
"Yes, yes, your father sings really well. I think Huang Yaxin's mother cried when she heard it.”
"I saw Cao Rui's father crying when he heard that. He kept wiping his tears.”
Listening to the chatter of her classmates, little Song Ying's heart was suddenly filled with a sense of accomplishment.
She raised her head and looked at the handsome and familiar silhouette on the stage. Meng Xiuwen happened to turn his head to look at her.
Her young heart was instantly filled with Meng Xiuwen's smiling face.
Applause rang out again. Under the host's urging and praise, Meng Xiuwen walked straight off the stage.
When he returned to his seat, he smiled and told her what Little Song Ying had said when she came down from the stage,"
"How is it? Did you see me greet you just now?”
Little Song Ying was so excited that her face turned red. She nodded, then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
Meng Xiuwen was stunned. Before he could react, the world suddenly spun before his eyes, and everything around him instantly shattered into pieces!
He woke up from his dream!
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