Yu Jinqiu looked at Wang Yi on TV, happy and a little worried. Wang Yi is like a pearl buried in the sand. I was the first to discover, I was the first to appreciate, but can I always have it?

Subconsciously, Yu Jinqiu grabbed Wang Yi's hand tightly, tightly, unwilling to let go. Wang Yi realized Yu Jinqiu's strange appearance, and glanced at Yu Jinqiu, with inquiry in his eyes.

Yu Jinqiu realized that she was wrong, relaxed herself, smiled, and shook her head to indicate that she was fine. Wang Yi thought that Yu Jinqiu was worried about his grades, so he didn't speak. Gently holding Yu Jinqiu's hand conveyed a hint of not worrying, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Wang Changming was stunned, no matter how Wang Changming is the head of the Cultural Bureau, he has watched thousands of performances, big and small, but he didn't expect his son to have such a talent. I didn't expect that I didn't know my son so well.

I never thought about communicating with my son, asking him what he wanted to do and what his ideals were. It's just a matter of course to choose what school to go to for him and what kind of job to choose in the future, even if this kind of job is good, it may not be what his son wants, and he is really derelict as a father!

Looking at Wang Yi again, Wang Changming's eyes were full of guilt!

The mother's eyes were full of tears, and the child had grown up. A sense of pride that I have never felt before fills my mother's heart, this is my son! This is my pride!

The images of the past kept flashing back in my mother's heart, from croaking to the ground, to talking, to toddler, to kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, college, to running away from home, and there was no news. No one can understand a mother's tenderness.

My mother burst into tears, this is not a tear of pain, this is a tear of pride and happiness. The child has finally grown up and become a talent, and he is relieved. It's not the age that grows up, it's the mind, and the maturity of the mind is the real maturity!

"Grandma!" Jiajia stretched out her little hand to help her grandmother wipe the tears from her face. Say, "Does grandma have a stomachache?" Jiajia doesn't cry now, grandma doesn't cry either, dad said, a crying child is not a good baby! ”

The whole family was amused by Jiajia's words, and grandma hugged Jiajia tightly and said, "Grandma doesn't cry, grandma is happy!" Glad! ”

Wang Changming more or less understood his wife's suffering, sighed, reached out to hug Jiajia's grandmother for the first time, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his wife's eyes, and said: "I've suffered you all these years!" ”

Mom's tears that she couldn't stop slid down again.

This time, Tomato Satellite TV network TV and satellite TV broadcast at the same time.

Thanks to the recent strong advertising effect, many young people will watch shows online, and fewer and fewer young people watch TV.

What Wang Yi didn't know was that the Internet was about to explode because of the Voice column.

At the beginning, on the official circumference of the column, there were three or two big cats and kittens. After all, the show hasn't started yet, no one knows the effect of the show, and everyone hasn't had the urge to speak yet.

But after the show started, the comments grew in an explosive state. The most important thing is that in order to cooperate with the publicity, the column has opened a bib for each student, and the number of fans of tonight's students has increased significantly. It's just that Wang Yi's circumference is thin, and after Wang Yi sang, it instantly increased by 20,000 followers, and it is still growing later.

Uncle Yun: After watching "The Voice of China", Wang Yi, I was hit by your singing, what should I do? I found out I was bent!

Sprite: Singing greatly! Great! I'll be your fan from now on!

Ye Fan Zhongwei: Why can't I find a reward area? Pass? Don't have a referral ticket either? Bad reviews. Not as big as my dot net! What if I really want to tip?

The lady loves the old man: just because you have a child, so you have to keep going! If you sing so well, if no one chooses, it will be unreasonable! Support you, dad is the strongest and most handsome!

Dy: Come on, you're great!!

Shark in the Ocean: You are really great, you like Uncle Wang Yi singing very much

I love to eat big oranges: a major discovery, Wang Yi has an album in Qiuqiu Music, which is super good!

Floating in the sky: If you don't leave me, I will live and die

SKYJOE: What kind of stuff are you singing, why don't you sing it?

Smoldering Tiny: It's a troll upstairs!

···

Director Hu and several people in charge of the data monitored the data in the hotel's temporary office converted from a small conference room.

Originally, Director Hu could not have used it, but because the column placed a lot of expectations on the station, it also put a lot of pressure on Director Hu. So far, the data is still very gratifying, Director Hu is ready to go back to sleep, and tomorrow the first rating will not run.

I stretched my waist and said hard work to those who were still persevering. Prepare to turn around and leave. At this time, the phone rang, and when I took it out, I saw the phone of the head of the big boss sect, and hurriedly found a place where no one was there to connect the phone.

"Hello Director! What does the director command? "Although Director Hu is a director and the boss of the crew, Director Hu is really not a role in the station. The main reason why I was able to come to Kyoto to be the director of this column this time was because of the strong recommendation of Deputy Director Li.

In Taiwan, only Deputy Director Li appreciates his work momentum and ability to control the party.

"Little Hu! Well done! The response to the column has been great! Don't be proud! Keep up the good work! Don't be proud! Enduring the feeling of being about to vomit, Director Hu listened reluctantly.

"The leader reminds us! I won't be proud! Leadership..." Director Hu endured his sore teeth and said insincere words!

"This, there are two things, one is that this column is so popular, is it necessary to strengthen the power of the host? I heard that you are going to continue recording in the future, this little comrade Hu Meimei is good, you have to give new comrades a chance! ”

Hu Meimei? What the heck? Director Hu scolded in his heart, a small editor who can't even read the manuscript wants to be the host? !

"Second!" Director Zong continued: "I still have a singer here who wants to participate in your show, isn't it because I haven't had time to sign up? Do you think you can think of a way? ”

What can you do? Director Hu scolded his mother in his heart, why did the column become popular, and what bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods ran out?

"Sect Chief! This host is okay to say, but the singer really has no choice! Director Hu said in a very embarrassed tone: "This time it's almost already recorded, and there are also columns made with others, you see..."

"How?" Director Zong was a little angry, and said in a somewhat heavy tone: "You remember, what I told you is a notice, not a discussion, there is no difficulty to do, if there is a difficulty, you have to do it, you remember, your backstage is Tomato Satellite TV!" Got it? ”

Director Hu had no choice but to agree, and after fooling the leader, Director Hu was a little discouraged, what is going on? Hu Dao almost dropped his mobile phone.

Dog's day, the good mood just now is gone!