Chapter 137: The Swan Song (Continued 1)

"Huh...... Hehe...... Hehe......"

In the dim room, the light in the LCD TV flickered on and off, making the ordinary bedroom dye a gloomy glow.

In the middle of summer, Hangzhou is like a stove, even if you wear cool clothes, you will feel unbearably hot. The owner of the room, however, was curled up in the corner of the bed, covered in a thick futon, leaving a small hole, facing the TV.

In a room without air conditioning, it's as unbearable as a steamer, but the monster on the bed is as happy as a beast.

In the TV screen, Zhao Yongqi and Hua Shao talked and laughed like the wind, amusing the audience from time to time, pushing up the atmosphere. The strange man hiding in the futon kept making muffled sounds of unknown meaning, like a roar and a moan.

Bell bell bell ......

Suddenly, a cell phone rang. The strange man waited for a long time, and then carefully stretched out his palm from the futon, quickly grabbed the mobile phone, and retracted the futon.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing, why haven't you moved for so long?" said a man's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Hehe, don't rush, don't rush, they'll all pay the price. ”

“…… You'd better hurry up, young master, I don't have time to rub with you, if you can't, get out early!"

Syllable!

The phone was cut off immediately.

"Huh...... They will all pay the price, the price of betraying me......"

……

The Voice show live.

Hua Shao, who was fighting again, made a helpless look, spread his hands, and said to the audience: "Okay, I confirm again, that innocent and kind little Qi brother has disappeared." What is left now is definitely black, very black, super black-bellied Xiao Qi. ”

In the laughter of the audience, Hua Shao continued: "Go on, I'm afraid that I will be angry with Xiao Qi, so from now on, I will hand over the stage to our favorite brother Xiao Qi!"

The words fell, and in a burst of loud music, Hua Shaobu stepped off the stage, leaving Zhao Yongqi alone on the stage.

The cheerful music stops and turns into a melodious tune. The audience could tell that this was not a song that had appeared before.

Holding the microphone in his hand and taking two steps forward, Zhao Yongqi scanned the audience with a deep gaze, saw the fans waving fluorescent cards, saw Deng Chao holding a three- or four-year-old boy, saw the smiling baby and Xiao Wulu, saw the members of the brother group, and saw the staff of the Flying Brothers program team. The corners of his mouth slowly turned up, and a magnetic voice rang out.

"Anyone who likes me and knows me should know that I was a child who grew up in an orphanage. Zhao Yongqi's deep and magnetic voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Smiling slightly, with a somewhat shy look, the big boy's voice sounded again: "When I was a child, I often wondered, what is father's love and mother's love? I think that there is no shortage of maternal love, and the dean is like a mother, who has always warmed me with her love and warmed every child in the hospital. It's just, father's love...... I can only guess. ”

After a slight pause, the big boy said emotionally: "I don't know, I guessed right, but I think that kind of love must be not inferior to any emotion in the world." Father, and the greatest being!"

"I always ask for you but never say thank you

It wasn't until I grew up that I understood that it wasn't easy for you

Always pretend to be relaxed every time you leave

Smiled and said, go back, turn around and wet your eyes with tears

I want to hold your warm palms as before

But you are not by my side to carry the breeze to your well-being

Time slows down, don't let you get old again

I'm willing to use me to change your time to stay forever

Dad who will be strong in his life, what can I do for you

Let's take it with trivial concern

Thank you for everything you do to hold up our home with both hands

Always do everything you can to give me the best

Am I your pride, are you still worried about me?

The child you care about has grown up~~~~~

Thanks for having you along the way. ”

The moving music echoes in the studio like a heavenly sound. The simple but touching lyrics go deep into the soul of every listener. How many people's eyes are hazy, and how many people are wet with tears.

When the song fell, the music did not stop.

Lifting the microphone again, the big boy's voice continued: "Compared to me, you are all lucky. If your father is by your side, please hold him tightly and say to him: Daddy, I love you.

If your father is far away, please pick up the phone and tell him on the airwaves: Dad, I love you.

If your father has left you forever, please pick up the photo and say to him: "Dad, I love you."

Father, never ask for it from children. They may be smiling all day long, they may be worried about their family's white temples, or they may have beaten you all over the yard. But he never forgot to love you! Remember, he never forgot to love you!

This song, dedicated to every father, every child, every person, thank you!"

The thunderous applause rang out the moment the words fell.

Under the spotlight, Zhao Yongqi, who bent over and didn't get up for a long time, looked so dazzling. At this moment, it is not his talent that conquers everyone, but his unchanged heart.

"Xiao Qi, you are the best!" Deng Chao hugged his son and stood up and shouted. The mother on the side looked at her husband like a child with disgust, with happiness in her eyes.

Suddenly, I couldn't figure out what was going on, so cute, etc., I suddenly hugged Deng Chao's neck, chirp, kissed on the rough cheek, and said in a milky voice: "Dad, I love you!"

Deng Chao was stunned for an instant.

Immediately, like a madman, he waved his empty fist, and his eyes were slightly misty: "Xiao Qi, did you hear it? Did you hear it? Just say this for your church and so on, I will always be your die-hard fan!"

As early as when Deng Chao stood up and yelled, the camera had accurately captured their father and son. At this moment, this warm scene, through the TV, I don't know how many ordinary viewers have been touched.

After a long time, the applause subsided, and the evaluation of the four mentors began.

Liu Huan, who still doesn't like to lie, was the first to speak: "Xiao Qi has already brought us too many surprises, to be honest, today I am not surprised that he will surprise us again." It's just that this song ......"

Raising his hand and wiping the corners of his eyes, he continued: "I don't know how to evaluate this song, really, I'm just glad that I can sit here and be the listener of this song when it is first sung." If I had to rate this song, it would be a swan song!"

Bang Bang Bang ...... Applause rang out again.

Politely saluted Liu Huan, and when Zhao Yongqi straightened up again, a figure suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye. In the next second, Na Young, who rushed to the stage, had already hugged him to death.

"Xiao Qi, you are the best, the best child!" Na Ying's voice trembled, lying on Zhao Yongqi's shoulder for a long time before secretly wiping away the tears on her face behind the camera.

Bang Bang Bang ...... As if to cheer her on and support her, the audience applauded.

Gently patting Na Ying's back, Zhao Yongqi had a smile on his face that could warm people's hearts.

Turning her head, with a smile on her face, Na Ying raised Zhao Yongqi's hand and said loudly: "When we first appeared on The Voice, Xiao Qi let us recall our first love and gave us the courage to never back down. On this big stage for the second time, he used his singing voice to let us cherish every brother, every sister, and every friend! Today, he once again used his singing voice to tell us what the greatest love is! What else can be evaluated? Even if today is not the finals, today is not the final stage, but Xiao Qi is already the uncrowned king!

PS: The lyrics are 196 words, the text is 2360, say a few words of gossip.

The next chapter starts with a 6.5 run. This 6.5 run is the meeting point of most of the clues in the previous two hundred or so chapters. Some threads end here, while others diverge again to draw a finer story.

A few days ago, the flight had a cold and fever, but today it is much better. Originally, when one run is finished, the next run is set, which is the time when it takes the most brain power, and I encounter physical discomfort, which is really ...... Everyone knows that after taking cold medicine, I get sleepy, my head has been dizzy, and I happened to encounter the 6.5 run of the main event, plus the setting of 7 runs, it is really enough ^.^

Saying this, it's not to complain about sympathy, otherwise I should have said it a few days before the flight ^.^ I just want to say that the flight works hard to maintain more than 10,000 words every day, which is also the only way that the flight can repay the support of the readers. I hope that the novel of flying can bring happiness to all readers, and I hope to get more support from all of you. Thank you all for your support!