"Sigh, there's no way out. I feel like there's really no way out.”
"I've lived for decades in vain. I can't compare to a child.”
"Although my knees hurt, I don't think I deserve to stand up.”
"When I have a baby, I must cultivate in this area.”
"God, I just want to ask, why is there such an outstanding baby?”
The live broadcast room was filled with wails.
The bullet comments were mostly filled with helplessness and inferiority.
It couldn't be helped. With such an outstanding child like Qiu Ming here, many people felt ashamed of themselves.
Even Peng Peng, who was at the scene, had a sad expression.
"Sigh, comparing people is really infuriating…"
Peng Peng sighed.
"Oh right, Pengpeng, I forgot to tell you. Mingming's singing is also very good.”
Huang Lei never held back when dealing blows to Peng Peng.
"No way!"
Peng Peng was stunned, but he was also somewhat numb.
It couldn't be helped. Qiu Ming was too outstanding.
"Ming Ming, I heard from Teacher He that you sang a very good song. Can you sing it again?”
Ju Jingyi looked at Qiu Ming expectantly.
"Yes, yes, Ming Ming, sister Zifeng wants to hear it too.”
"I think it's called 'Father's Prose Poem'. Really, I personally think this is the best song I've heard so far.”
Huang Lei judged the song from his own point of view and gave it the highest evaluation.
To Huang Lei, he wasn't someone who listened to music often.
But now, she had given Qiu Ming's song such a high evaluation.
"Teacher Huang, you haven't heard many songs in total, right?”
Peng Peng laughed.
"Although I don't really like listening to songs, from my personal point of view, really, all of you should listen to this song.”
Huang Lei was still determined.
This made everyone even more excited.
"Ming Ming, hurry up. Sister can't wait anymore.”
Ju Jingyi sat in front of Qiu Ming, her hands holding her chin and her big watery eyes blinking.
"I like listening to music too. Ming Ming, I love you.”
Zhang Zifeng's refill.
Ming Ming stood in the middle of the crowd with his hands behind his back. As everyone quieted down, he began to sing.
"1994
The crops have long been harvested
My old mother passed away last year
The daughter ran into the campus with a ponytail
But she's been a little lonely lately and has lost a lot of weight
Think about the future
I've become a pile of old paper money
The daughter at that time will be very beautiful
A man who loves her wants to marry her
However, when I think of this, I can't bear to look at her…"
...
Although Huang Lei and He Jiong had already heard it once, they were still affected by Qiu Ming's voice and immersed in it.
Even Wang Zhengyu was the same. He had just lit up a cigarette and had yet to take a puff. He had already closed his eyes and was dancing around. He almost scalded the assistant director beside him.
"What kind of divine song is this? Is this your first time hearing it?"
"Me too. What a nice song.”
"This is really a change from a prose poem.”
"It's so artistic. This is the first time I've heard such a song.”
"Looks like there are quite a number of people who just entered the live broadcast room. This is already the second time I've heard it, but I'm still so touched that I want to cry. I feel like I've seen the life of the man in the song.”
"Kneel, kneel…"
There were also many viewers in the live broadcast room who were listening to this song for the first time. At this moment, they were all shocked by the song.
Many female staff members were so touched that they began to wipe their tears.
Not a single line of lyrics could easily bring people into the situation.
Ju Jingyi and Zhang Zifeng, the two sensitive little girls, were even more tearful.
"It's really nice."
Even Peng Peng couldn't help but clap. Then, thunderous applause followed. Even the staff members began to clap.
"Look, there are so many birds."
Zhang Zifeng looked around. Birds were everywhere on the roof, as if they were listening to an audience.
"Ming Ming sings, even the little birds can't help but come over to listen.”
Ju Jingyi wiped her tears, afraid that she would smudge her makeup.
"Ming Ming, did you write this song yourself?”
As a member of a girl group, it was the first time Ju Jingyi had heard such a song, and she loved it very much.
Little Qiu Ming shook his head and said nothing.
"What a pity. I really want to know who the original singer of this song is and who wrote the song.”
Ju Jingyi pouted.
"I've checked. It's very likely that this song was written by Mingming's father because there's no news on the Internet at all.”
He Jiong said.
"Really? Ming Ming's father must be a very powerful person.”
Zhang Zifeng was envious.
"Ming Ming is already so powerful, let alone his father.”
Huang Lei said.
...
"I'm suddenly looking forward to Baby Ming's father's appearance.”
"Me too, me too. Baby Ming is so good-looking, so his parents must be very good-looking too.”
"What kind of outstanding couple can give birth to a child like Baby Ming?”
"If this song was really written by Baby Ming's father, isn't that a little too amazing?”
"This song has never appeared on the Internet, but Baby Ming sings so well. He must have heard his father sing often, so this song must have been written by Baby Ming's father.”
"The truth above, top one..."
The live broadcast room also began to discuss.
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