Wang Zhengyu drove, Huang Lei sat in the front passenger seat, and He Jiong and Qiu Ming sat in the back.
"Mingming, don't be afraid. Uncle will take you out to play.”
He Jiong pointed at the surrounding scenery and explained to Qiu Ming, afraid that Qiu Ming would be afraid.
"Uncle, with you guys around, Mingming is not afraid.”
Qiu Ming said.
"Mingming is still the best at talking. With Uncle here, don't be afraid of anything.”
Huang Lei laughed.
"Ming Ming, can you sing?"
Perhaps to kill the boredom of the long journey, He Jiong prepared to teach Ming Ming how to sing.
"I know how to sing 'Flying Worm'."
Qiu Ming said happily.
"Then Ming Ming, sing a song for Uncle to hear.”
He Jiong clapped, and Huang Lei followed suit.
" The dark sky droops…
Bright stars follow.
Bugs fly…Bugs fly…
Who are you missing…
The stars in the sky shed tears…
The roses on the ground withered,
The cold wind blew…The cold wind blew…
As long as I have you to accompany me."
With He Jiong and Huang Lei's encouragement, Qiu Ming started singing.
Qiu Ming's voice wasn't loud, and his childish voice seemed to have changed and become crisp.
This song was a children's song, and it belonged to the type that was relatively low and sad.
Under Qiu Ming's voice, He Jiong and Huang Lei felt like crying.
"I want to cry."
Huang Lei tried to cover it up with a smile.
"Me too. Mingming sings so well. I didn't expect him to dance so well and sing so well. Our Mingming will definitely be a little prince in the future.”
He Jiong said.
"Old Wang, what do you think? Can you sign it? F * ck, Old Wang, are you crying?"
Huang Lei looked at Wang Zhengyu. He wanted to tease Wang Zhengyu to sign Qiu Ming, but he did not expect Wang Zhengyu to wipe his tears.
It was as if Huang Lei had seen a new continent. He wanted to take out his phone and take a photo.
"Ah, Director Wang is crying? No way!"
He Jiong quickly went over to take a look.
"No, no, Old Huang is just spouting nonsense. How could he cry?”
Wang Zhengyu coughed and quickly covered it up.
When he heard Qiu Ming sing just now, Wang Zhengyu had to admit that he was really touched.
Under that clear and melodious voice, Wang Zhengyu, who was a man of steel, was actually touched.
...
"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Director Wang cried from singing.”
"To be honest, I really cried. I don't know why, but when I heard this song, I thought of many things.”
"I feel that Mingming is so pitiful. He doesn't even know who his parents are now. He sings so well and dances so well. I really want to carry Mingming home.”
"Previous poster, don't even think about it. This is just an extravagant hope.”
"I hope Ming Ming will be happy in the future and never have any worries.”
Many people had already recorded Qiu Ming's song and secretly uploaded it to various major platforms.
That clear and pure voice was filled with innocence and a little low. Soon, it was spread like wildfire.
"Who sang this? It's too good."
"I'm a tough man, but I actually like this song that's full of innocence?”
"Are you kidding me? I actually cried when I heard that.”
"I really like this song. The question is, who is Baby Ming? I've never heard of it."
"The person above is really out of place, right? Even Baby Ming doesn't know about it. I suggest you go watch the live broadcast of 'The Life You're Looking Forward To.'”
"I have to go and see who Baby Ming is.”
There were still many audiences who liked songs on the various platforms who had not watched The Life You Aware of, so they naturally did not know who Qiu Ming was.
With the introduction of many fans, the popularity of the live broadcast room rose again. This time, it was more direct. Many people came for Qiu Ming.
"Ming Ming, what other songs can you sing?”
He Jiong was now looking forward to Qiu Ming even more. He hugged Qiu Ming and sat on his lap.
"Yes... Ming Ming could also sing 'Father's Prose Poem'.”
Qiu Ming tilted his little head and thought hard for a long time before saying in a childish voice.
"What song is this?"
He Jiong was stunned. He had obviously never heard of this song before.
"I don't know. I've never heard of it either.”
Huang Lei was confused. Even Wang Zhengyu shook his head, indicating that he had no impression of this song at all.
The netizens in the live broadcast room had already started searching.
After entering the words 'Father's Prose Poem', the screen was blank. Clearly, there was no similar answer.
Even Qiu Ming himself didn't know that for various reasons, this online song that should have been very popular didn't appear at this moment.
So when he said the name of the song, no one had heard of it.
"I've never heard of it. Could it be that Baby Ming wrote the song himself?”
"The previous poster is thinking too much. Even if Baby Ming is very smart, he's only four years old, okay? How can he write a song by himself?”
"That's right. Isn't it a fantasy for a four-year-old to write songs by herself?”
"Maybe Baby Ming remembered the name wrong, or it could be another children's song.”
"I'm looking forward to it. No matter what song it is, as long as it's sung by Baby Ming, I want to hear it.”
"I'm looking forward to it. Baby Ming, hurry up and sing.”
The audience in the live broadcast room was filled with anticipation.
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