Chapter 363 Is it a mother or a daughter?
Reignited is a high school student.
Are you still good friends with Yuan Wanqing’s daughter?
The audience was obviously stunned for a moment when they saw this answer.
After all, not everyone follows Weibo, and not everyone likes to read this kind of gossip online.
Even if they hadn't watched the show, many people wouldn't have known that Yuan Wanqing's singing guest was her own daughter.
When they found out that Yan Zhusheng was Yuan Wanqing's daughter, many people were just surprised and didn't think much about anything else.
He doesn't even care much about when Yuan Wanqing will get married and have children.
At this time, everyone was a little confused when they suddenly learned that Xianyan was also a high school student.
The man behind so many hit songs for Yuan Wanqing is actually just a high school student?
After all, it was just speculation on the Internet before, but now it has been confirmed by Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng. The authenticity is completely different.
[High school student???]
[No... I was still playing in the mud when I was in high school, and you can write songs? 】
[I just came home from school to watch the show, and I was still counting on my fingers when the winter vacation would come. Why are there such big differences between people?]
[Okay, okay, you can write songs and novels, and you are still a high school student. Why don’t you go to heaven? 】
The barrage went by one by one, and a series of question marks floated over, representing the shock of the audience and netizens.
"Now you are really going to be famous." Xu Youyu laughed, trembling with laughter in his bed.
Ying Chanxi on the other side asked in confusion: "Why did Zhusheng say it directly? Didn't you get exposed all of a sudden?"
"It's okay, she called me to ask before her show started." Li Luo sighed, "The program team over there asked Aunt Yuan if we could talk about Reignited during the finals, so Zhusheng called and asked."
"I was thinking that everyone in the school already knows, so I can just say it."
"Some of the news that has been circulated on the Internet does not matter if it is confirmed. It can also give Zhusheng a topic that can be used in the show, so that he will not look like an outsider."
In this regard, Li Luo was quite thoughtful.
After all, for Yuan Wanqing, the topic of her marriage is obviously not something suitable to be discussed on a stage like a singer.
Under such circumstances, Yan Zhusheng, as an outsider, is obviously not as popular as several other very famous singing guests.
But everyone's curiosity about "rekindling" has reached a peak in the past two months.
Therefore, by using Yan Zhusheng as a medium to talk about the rekindling, everyone's attention to the rekindling can naturally be grafted onto Yan Zhusheng.
This will not prevent her from being deprived too much of the show's shots and content.
Musical variety shows like this are easier to say for singers. Like some other variety shows in later generations, they can edit for you, let alone cut plum blossoms, and even human words can be edited into nonsense for you.
Even if it's just a variety show, it still has "parts".
Otherwise, the total duration of a program is only so long. If you say a few more sentences, others will say a few less sentences. One will wax and wane, and the time occupied will naturally be different.
Especially in the finals, even a simple chat in the lounge may affect the public's opinion of the singer, so you must always pay attention to every move.
"Actually, it's not just me, everyone else is also very curious." The host sat on the sofa nearby and chatted with Yan Zhusheng, not forgetting the others, and said with a smile, "Teacher Han Hong also said in the background
Well, you should praise these lyrics for how well they are written, right?"
"Yes, I am very curious." Han Hong chuckled.
"So, will Zhusheng reveal who Xianren's specific identity is?" the host asked in a persuasive manner.
But Yan Zhusheng didn't accept this. He shook his head and said seriously: "This can't be said."
"He said that he should study hard, make progress every day, and don't want to be disturbed for the time being."
"So everyone can just listen to the music with peace of mind."
The host was amused by what she said: "Study hard and make progress every day. Indeed, indeed, at your age, you should study hard, so what are your academic performance? Teacher Xianran, this is both songwriting and
You are a writer of novels, can you take care of your studies?"
"His grades are very good." Yan Zhusheng blinked, "Usually he is among the top 40 in the school, but I can only get over 100 in the exam."
"So powerful?" The host was surprised and couldn't help but ask again, "From what you said, you should be classmates in the same school, right?"
"Yes." Yan Zhusheng nodded, "We are at the same desk, and he will also help me with my homework."
"Ah?" The host was stunned for a moment at this, and then asked, "Then the songs written by Teacher Rekindle were all composed during school?"
"Yes." Yan Zhusheng admitted, ""Light", "Light Chaser" and "The Sky Is No Limit" were written last year and were sung in our school. I thought they sounded good, so I recommended them to my mother.
Already."
【???】
[Holy shit! I can write songs and novels, and I sit at the same table with the daughter of a big star, and my academic performance is so good. What kind of role model is this? 】
[Outrageous, I thought it was already outrageous enough, but I didn’t expect it to be even more outrageous]
[Where did he get so much energy? He’s really not a human being anymore]
[Everyone who asks for songs is from within the circle, but Yuan Wanqing’s invitations to sing are all due to her daughter, right?]
[Other singers: Is this how you were invited to sing? 】
[Others: It’s time to have a beautiful daughter!]
[Rekindle this horse-riding life, the winner! Damn it!]
[Wait a minute! Is it possible that Mo Qinghan is Yan Zhusheng? I do look a bit similar, and the tone of voice is similar]
[Holy shit! Could the novel he wrote also be based on reality? 】
【What novel?】
[An online article written by Reignited, I highly recommend reading it]
Seeing this part of the barrage, Li Luo's face suddenly darkened: "Watch the show, just watch the show, what kind of novel are you talking about?"
"Hahaha~" Xu Youyu felt a little itchy when he saw these barrages, so he squeezed into Li Luo's arms and reached out to type a speech on Mango TV's live broadcast.
[Maybe the other two heroines, Shen Dongdong and Jiang Mingyue, also have real prototypes? 】
[This bitch deserves to die! What kind of magical life did he live? 】
【Impossible, absolutely impossible!】
[Aren’t novels all based on fantasy? Do people really use them to write diaries? 】
[I know each other again, I testify! He is really writing a diary! 】
[I am a classmate from Chongqing! He has three things to do in school!]
[I testify! He didn’t even let the teacher go!]
【They even live together!】
Li Luo: "???"
"No...are these people really fake? Who the hell is the teacher?!"
"Haha~" Xu Youyu watched happily, laughing so hard under the covers, "Most of what he said is true."
"How can I have three different things? Don't talk nonsense." Li Luo denied it seriously.
"We've all slept together, and you still refuse to admit it?" Xu Youyu said aggrievedly, "Xixi, look at this person, he is so bad. After he defrauded our sisters' bodies, he turned his back and refused to admit it."
When Xu Youyu said this, Ying Chanxi next door suddenly became blushing.
She was not as good at playing as Xu Youyu, and she was so shy that she was speechless and speechless.
However, she also knew that Xu Youyu was joking, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She was just shy but also had a bit of fun and interest, and quietly looked at Li Luo's reaction.
Li Luo also had a dark face and quickly objected: "When we slept together, I didn't even move a finger, okay? How can you, an upright gentleman, be slandered like this by you?"
"What is smearing? Let me see where it is smeared?" Xu Youyu snorted twice and immediately took over and touched Li Luo's chest. Li Luo was so frightened that he quickly pulled her hand away.
Ying Chanxi looked at this scene and couldn't help but open her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. She knew clearly that Xu Youyu was just joking, but she was still a little envious.
If I were bolder, could I have such close contact with Li Luo?
The three of them were lying on the bed, making a fuss, and the program on the screen was progressing steadily.
Under the guidance of the host, the atmosphere in the lounge was very good. There were also singers who greeted Yan Zhusheng with a smile and asked her if she could invite her to sing again.
Yan Zhusheng is a stingy person at home and has to do all Li Luo's songs by herself, but outside she is still very well-behaved and immediately nodded her head and said yes.
Soon, after chatting for a while, the host took out the lottery box and handed it to the singers to draw lots.
"The rules for the order of our competition tonight are very simple." The host said, "Bangbangsingers still adopt a lottery system, and the final solo singing session is determined by the ranking of the Bangbangsingers. Whoever ranks higher will be the winner.
If you sing alone, you can give priority to the order of appearance."
"To put it simply, if you help the singer win first place, you can choose the last one to appear in the final competition."
"Then, let's draw lots. Who among you wants to come first?"
Everyone showed humility, saying that Yan Zhusheng was the youngest and allowed her to take priority.
So, with Yuan Wanqing's nod, Yan Zhusheng obediently came to the lottery box, reached out and pulled out a piece of paper.
"It's No. 1." The host took the note and showed it to the camera, "Teacher Yuan, it's a pity. I am the first one to take the stage today."
"It's a good start, it's pretty good." Yuan Wanqing said with a smile.
Soon, after everyone's lottery results were confirmed, Yuan Wanqing took Yan Zhusheng backstage to prepare.
After making some announcements, the host confirmed that preparations were completed backstage, then came to the center of the stage and announced with a smile:
"Then next, let's invite tonight's first singing competition duo, mother and daughter Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng, to present their new song to us - "It's Mom, I'm Daughter"!"
"Come on, come on!" Cui Suling had just finished using the toilet when she heard Xu Rongsheng urging in the living room. She hurriedly washed her hands without even drying them, so she hurried out and sat down on the sofa, "Have you started yet?
Has it started yet?”
"It's about to start." Xu Rongsheng pointed at the TV screen, "I'm already singing."
"What song?"
"'Mom, Daughter'." Xu Rongsheng said, "It seems to be about family. Please listen carefully."
"You should also listen carefully." Cui Suling rolled her eyes at him, "Reflect on why it is not called "Father, Son"."
"That's what you said." Xu Rongsheng suddenly laughed and shook his head, "Then Li Luo wrote it to Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng, so of course they should be named after that."
"Okay, okay, shut up." Cui Suling waved her hand and said, "Let's start singing."
"I don't know who kept talking." Xu Rongsheng muttered, then immediately shut up and started watching the show seriously.
on the TV.
As the stage lights gradually went out.
There was a moment of darkness in front of the screen.
Soon, the stage was set.
A figure came slowly.
The gradually increasing light also fell on her.
Yuan Wanqing walked to the back of the home chair on the left side of the stage, with a microphone hanging by her ear, holding the back of the chair with both hands, then came to the edge of the chair and sat down gently.
The orchestras on both sides of the stage also followed Yuan Wanqing's movements, playing soothing and soft music with a hint of nostalgia and warmth.
Different from the attire she wore in the lounge just now, Yuan Wanqing now put on a light brown home clothes. The makeup on her face was not bright and she looked very soft.
This outfit is associated with the title of tonight's song, and it immediately makes people think of her as a mother instead of a singer-star.
And just when the audience was wondering why Yan Zhusheng hadn't come on stage yet, as the music gradually started, Yuan Wanqing stroked the table with one hand, put one hand on her heart, and sang softly and tenderly:
"My child~"
“I don’t know if I’m doing enough?”
"I'm a first-time mother~"
This song is gentle and sincere, especially the last line. As soon as the first-time mother uttered it, Cui Suling, who was sitting in front of the TV, suddenly felt her heart tightening, as if she had been lightly poked in the chest by a thin needle, and she felt a faint palpitation.
The movement occurred for no reason.
"After that, every time you left home, you waved and said you were leaving~"
"It's easy to say goodbye~"
"But my heart will still be empty~"
The next few sentences pierced Cui Suling's heart.
When she listened to these lyrics, she thought of Xu Youyu now. Every time he went home, he couldn't stay long before he would escape to Bi Hai Lan Ting.
It was so easy to wave goodbye before leaving, but looking at the empty living room and the unoccupied small bedroom with one missing member of the family, Cui Suling felt a sense of emptiness.
However, before Cui Suling could feel sad, a slightly childish and clear voice sounded on the stage.
"Dear mother~"
“I don’t know if I’m doing enough?”
"This is my first time as a daughter~"
"But it's also the first time to do it for me~"
As the lyrics progressed, a figure slowly walked from the back of the stage.
Different from the casual clothes he wore in the lounge before, Yan Zhusheng was wearing a blue and white school uniform at this time, and he walked smartly from behind.
Carrying her schoolbag, she walked to the right side of the stage, turned back to look at Yuan Wanqing, and sang like this.
Looking at the girl in school uniform in front of the TV, many people were immediately drawn back to their former campus, and their memories suddenly became blurry and clear.
"Children can walk through heavy rain~to understand the principles of the world~"
"I can only nag because I can't help you anymore~"
Yuan Wanqing stood up from the chair, held her hands over her heart, faced the audience for the first two lyrics, then turned to look at Yan Zhusheng in the distance, stretched out a hand, and wanted to get closer, but stopped.
"Mom will stay in my childhood and call me a lot~"
"I said the flowers in the yard were blooming and I hung them on the subway first~"
At this time, Yan Zhusheng had already turned his head, carrying his schoolbag and his back to Yuan Wanqing. He raised his right hand to his ear and then lowered it.
"Did you eat in the morning? Did you go to bed on time?"
"Forgive me for only participating in your life like this~"
——"But I couldn't do it~so I didn't speak~"
"Have you got a meal yet?"
——"I don't want to lie to you~ but I'm afraid you'll be sad~"
"Are you tired?"
——"I found out after hurriedly hanging up the phone~"
The mother and daughter had a hurried and contradictory conversation, Yuan Wanqing approached step by step, and Yan Zhusheng turned around bit by bit.
Until the end, the two held hands tightly - "I miss you so much~"
At this moment, Cui Suling's head in front of the TV was numb, as if a series of electric currents flashed through her spine, all the way to the top of her head.
It was as if there was such a small brush that kept scratching and scratching the soft parts of her heart, sweeping out her tears.
When she thought of her good daughter not being with her, Cui Suling suddenly felt uncomfortable. She clenched her hands on her chest and burst into tears.
At this time, on the stage, Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng turned to face the camera, still holding hands.
The second verse of the main song cuts in, and Yuan Wanqing sings softly:
"My child~"
“I don’t know if I’m doing enough?”
"If letting go is a lesson~"
"Mom has never passed the exam in her life~"
Yan Zhusheng let go of her hand and took a step to the side, his tone beginning to sound a little willful and stubborn.
“It’s not my fault that I didn’t eat on time~ I’m busy~”
"If I let you know~ it would make me feel very guilty~"
"Your greetings~ I know it's for my own good~"
"But it also makes me feel~I have never been trusted~"
Yuan Wanqing quickly stepped forward, grabbed Yan Zhusheng's hand, and sang:
"Those who don't worry must not be mothers~"
"I know~I know everything~but I feel bad~"
Yan Zhusheng shook his head vigorously, shook off Yuan Wanqing's hand again, then turned around and sang hard:
"Please feel free to let me go to my life~"
"You are so brave and kind~ I look like you so you are not afraid~"
Yuan Wanqing walked forward slowly, took her daughter's hands, and sang tenderly: "One day you will also become a mother~"
Yan Zhusheng pursed her lips, lowered her head and sang: "On that day, will we embrace each other deeply?"
Afterwards, the two people finally hugged each other tightly, then turned around to face the audience again, and sang affectionately:
"Like a stream~traveling around the world~embracing back the river where it was born~"
"I hope you are loved~"
"I hope you will be happy~"
"I hope my hands can protect you from the wind~"
…
"Wherever you are, I have a way home~ Go home~"
In the final chorus, the mother and daughter sang affectionately to the climax, with plain and simple yet touching lyrics, which hit the hearts of the audience word by word.
At this time, Cui Suling's eyes were blurred and she was crying.
After Xu Rong gave birth, he realized that his wife was in tears. He was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, smiled, and quickly took out a tissue from the coffee table to wipe her.
At this time, the two people on the stage fell silent again.
Yuan Wanqing took Yan Zhusheng's little hand and faced her daughter. With tears in her eyes, she raised her hand and touched her daughter's head.
"My child~"
"I don't know if I'm doing enough~"
"But there's one thing I'm very sure of~"
"You are the best daughter~"
"Please believe in yourself..."
Chapter completed!