Chapter 488: Little Girl Momo

Looking at Yi Shuihan talking eloquently on the screen, Cheng Guanghao couldn't help but admire a little.

Before, he was a little worried that Yi Shuihan would say the wrong thing and be criticized by netizens, but judging from the comments, more viewers appreciated Yi Shuihan's answer.

Entertainment reporters were naturally a little disappointed, and the answer they wanted was to criticize Zhao Xudong or think that they were comparable to or surpass Xu Wenbin and others, but Yi Shuihan did not give them this opportunity.

But at last, they have some content, and they can write about Yi Shui Han's high emotional intelligence in the article.

Time passed slowly, the number of people in the live broadcast room continued to increase, and the number of online people gradually exceeded two million, three million, and finally stabilized at around five million.

Yi Shuihan took a look at the backstage, and the amount of reward actually reached more than 600,000! After drawing 10 percent, his income actually reached 540,000!

This is really a bit amazing, but Yi Shuihan also knows that this is because he can have such an income for the first time in the recent live broadcast.

Yi Shuihan chatted with the fans for a while, and then picked up the guitar that he hadn't played for a long time and sang a few songs to the fans.

may be the reason why he hasn't played and sang for too long, Yi Shuihan's singing effect is not very good, but the audience has expressed their support.

It's been a long, long time since they've heard Yi Shuihan sing, and when they listen to it again, they will still be moved by the emotions in the song.

The so-called classic songs are like this, time passes, time flies, and when you hear this song again, you will still feel beautiful!

After playing and singing, Yi Shuihan will continue to chat and talk with the audience.

It was already eleven o'clock, and Yi Shuihan's voice was a little hoarse.

Although his fans wanted to look at Yi Shuihan and listen to him talk and sing, they couldn't help but feel sorry for his throat and were afraid that he would be tired, so they persuaded him to rest.

Yi Shuihan said with a smile: "That's okay, let's draw one audience last to ask questions today, and everyone will rest early after the end, I will be on the live broadcast when I have time in the next few days." ”

Taking advantage of the rest in the past few days, Yi Shuihan wants to broadcast live a few more times, and he may not have this time after filming.

The comment area was full of jubilation, and they began to look forward to tomorrow's live broadcast.

As the host, Cheng Guanghao was also a little tired, he cheered up and said: "Okay, let's connect with the last lucky audience now." ”

He pulled up the list of online viewers and randomly connected with an audience named "Momo".

"Momo, hello, is there anything you want to say to Akan?" asked Cheng Guanghao with a smile.

There was silence during the conversation, and after a moment he said in a slightly soft voice, "Is it okay to say anything?"

Now the audience is interested, it seems that the cute girl on the call does not play according to the routine.

Did she want to confess or ask some shocking question?

The entertainment reporter also cheered up and watched the live broadcast for one night, although there was some gain, but there was some unfinished.

If this can finally come up with a hot question, it will not be in vain to wait for a night.

Yi Shuihan leaned closer to the microphone and said, "Yes, Momo, what do you want to say?"

There was silence on the other end of the line again, and in the brief silence she could be felt by all.

Yi Shuihan waited quietly, and after more than a minute, the girl named Momo finally spoke again: "Brother Shuihan......"

The girl's voice was soft and weak, with a little immaturity, and she didn't seem to be very old, and there was a little helplessness and hesitation in her soft voice.

Yi Shuihan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately responded softly: "I'm here! Is there anything you can ask me to help with?"

Yi Shuihan obviously noticed that this audience was different from other connected fans, she was not excited, on the contrary, she was a little depressed and helpless.

There was another brief silence, and then the message from the soft voice made everyone suddenly freeze, and they couldn't help but hold their breath: "My dad died five days ago......"

The entire comment section fell silent, and even the entertainment reporters who wanted big news listened intently to the soft voice.

"He's an honest farmer, he doesn't like to talk, and he likes to smoke cheap cigarettes for five dollars.

I remember the first time he took my hand to school, there were a lot of people in the school, and his calloused hand held my hand, a little tight, but also a little warm.

The first time I failed the exam, I didn't dare to go home, I was bumped into by him, he pulled me up and went home, didn't say anything, tore up the summer vacation homework and told me to rewrite it, I vowed not to bother with him again.

Crying for rag dolls, he took me into the city to buy them at night.

Lai didn't leave my grandmother's house, the only time in his life, he slapped me, and I swore that I would never kiss him again.

I was alone at home with heat stroke, and he went home to take me to see a doctor, and rarely hugged his shoulders tightly, as solid as hugging a mountain.

I didn't pass the high school entrance examination, he didn't say a word, he wiped his face and lent me money to pay the tuition fee for a private high school, the first time I saw him so stubborn, he lowered his head......"

Momo's voice became deeper and deeper, but millions of people in the live broadcast room listened quietly, the story about her father, or the story of every father......

"Every time he rode a motorcycle to the downstairs of my dormitory, once in self-study, a classmate from a good family asked me, I saw it, you still asked someone to send it downstairs, it's really enough.

I paused it and said, yes, hehe.

A classmate who had known me for a long time said that it was his father, and everyone laughed disdainfully for a long time.

The shoes in physical education class were torn, and I called my mother to send them, and my mother said tell your dad to go, I said don't come, and hung up the phone.

In the afternoon, my mother borrowed a relative's car to deliver it to me, and drove it to the teaching building, but I didn't think so.

Since then, my father has never sent me to the dormitory, and only dropped me off at the school gate......

Once, the school asked me to take a certificate, but I forgot to bring it, and the teacher was about to hand it in, so I was in a hurry, so I called him and asked him to send it quickly.

I remember that it was raining heavily that day, and I waited for him at the doorman, and about twenty minutes a business car stopped at the door, and I glanced at it and continued to wait for him on a motorcycle.

A familiar figure ran down from the car, and he came over and stuffed the certificate into my hand, and left without saying anything, leaving me alone in the rain for a long time.

He never said anything.

As when he left, he left no words.

The cerebral hemorrhage caused by high blood pressure went so suddenly that I didn't react to anything.

During the vigil, my relatives were wiping tears, but I couldn't cry.

At the cremation, everyone was crying, but I still couldn't cry.

He's going to be cremated tomorrow, and I'll never see him again......"

Momo whispered like this, about the ordinary but great father, about the past that was about to say goodbye......

The audience was silent, with some sadness in their hearts, but at the same time worried about the little girl.

While everyone was comforting Momo, the little girl continued to speak: "But I have a reality in my heart that I dare not face......

(End of chapter)