The commotion seemed to be contagious, contagious from the back to the front, and every time the three of them walked through a row, someone would whisper a few words of complaint and roll their eyes.

These three people are not angry, after all, they have influenced others, they can only smile apologetically, hoping to get the understanding of these people.

After a while, when the three men walked up to their seats and sat down, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

One of the little boys, looking at Lin Chuan on the stage with burning eyes, suddenly stood up and shouted "Dad" loudly.

Suddenly, the audience in the entire studio was shocked, especially those who were still complaining just now, and they couldn't help but look at the little boy.

"He is Lin Chuan's son? No, I just glared at him......"

"Huh? It's true? It's over, I just complained a few words, what should I do? ”

"Hehe, I've heard for a long time that our Lin Chuan has a lovely son, and today is really the first time I've seen it, this little guy is so handsome......"

"If you don't take a look, just with our Lin Chuan's genes, how bad can our son be?"

All of a sudden, all sorts of voices came out in the audience, and most of the people discussing it were girls. They are all Lin Chuan's most loyal fans, and in order to support Lin Chuan, they also set up a fan group.

A few of them are the representatives specially sent by the regiment to cheer for Lin Chuan.

At this moment, several judges sitting on the judges' bench also turned their heads one after another because of the commotion behind them. When they saw the little boy, the expressions on their faces were also different.

Teacher Chen Dong has always felt indignant because of Lin Chuan's abnormality, but when he saw the little boy, the incomprehension in his heart was suddenly relieved.

No wonder Lin Chuan looked absent-minded, he was thinking about his son? Well, it's not too late.

As for Yang Wei, his expression was like constipation. The plan that had been arranged fell through again? What's going on? Lin Yiyang and that Wang Yue, won't they appear today?

This...... Why is that?

For a while, Yang Wei's heart was as if there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by, and the taste was really sour.

All of these people present have their own thoughts. But if you want to say that it touches the most, it is Lin Chuan. When he heard the little boy call him father, Lin Chuan's heart couldn't help but tremble.

When he saw the little boy's face clearly, with an innocent smile, Lin Chuan's eyes became a little moist.

That's right, that's the son he has been worried about, Lin Yiyang. At this time, beside Lin Yiyang, Wang Yue and Tang Qinru were still sitting there.

Suddenly, the gloom on Lin Chuan's face was swept away, and he turned his head to look at Fang Hao on the right side of the stage, and saw the latter smile slightly and nodded to him.

Lin Chuan also chuckled and began his singing.

That's the person I love day and night

How do I express it, will she accept me?

I am destined to wander the world, how can I have concerns

Dreams are always out of reach, and you should not give up

It's another season of flowers blooming and falling, and where are you in spring

……

Since the semi-finals were broadcast live, many viewers who could not come to the scene sat in front of their respective TVs and watched the ongoing game.

In a house of more than fifty square meters, a man less than thirty years old sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the TV without blinking.

At this moment, there was a sound of the door opening, and then I saw a woman of the same age, carrying several bags of various sizes in her hand.

"Husband, what are you doing? Don't say help me come over and get something. The woman complained.

"Daughter-in-law, come and see, a song becomes famous in the semifinals......" The man didn't reply, and greeted loudly.

"Yo, when did you watch this kind of show again? Why don't you go play your game? Surprised, the woman put her things aside and walked over to the couch.

"Look, is this person Lin Chuan? That classmate from our university. The man pulled his daughter-in-law to sit down and pointed to the TV.

"Lin Chuan?" The woman squinted her eyes for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe it's the same name, don't you really think it's Lin Chuan from our school?" ”

"No, I won't admit it, he is definitely that Lin Chuan, this kid, I know him when he turns to ashes......" The man said in an affirmative tone.

"Really? I thought he was selling roasted sweet potatoes now, hehe! The woman said with a smile.

"What kind of roasted sweet potatoes are sold, everyone is famous now, and they are going to be big stars......" The man glared fiercely.

It was only at this time that the woman put away her teasing smile and turned her head to look at the TV. As a result, she only glanced at it for a few moments, and the expression on her face began to change.

Although Lin Chuan has changed more or less from when he was in college, he can still tell it very lightly. Especially those eyes, she will never forget them in her life.

Youth is like a rushing river, and it is too late to say goodbye if you don't come back

Only the ordinary me is left, and I don't have the enthusiasm of the year

Look at the flowers floating in the sky, withering in the most beautiful moments

Who will remember that she was in this world

Looking at the TV, the handsome and bearded man sitting on the stage, singing this song that she had never heard again, she quickly took out her mobile phone, rummaged through the contacts for a while, and dialed the phone.

At the same time, in a three-story detached villa, an old man with gray hair sat in the living room, his eyes a little moist and watching TV.

He picked up the photo in his hand, it was a young and beautiful girl, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, very sweet. If you walk down the street, the return rate is absolutely 100%.

Looking at the girl in the photo, two lines of tears flowed from the old man's eyes, and he muttered to himself: "If you are still here, you will be happy." ”

After saying this, his face was already wet with tears......

At this moment, Yuan Ye and the old man, who were far away in Quancheng, were also sitting in front of the TV, looking at Lin Chuan inside, playing and singing the song "Old Boy".

"This song was also written by Ogawa himself?" The old man said.

"Probably, I've never heard of it anyway." Yuan Ye nodded intently.

"This kid, it seems that he chose to sing this path, and he really went the right way, he does have talent in this area." A smile of relief appeared on the old man's face.

At this moment, the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated a few times, and when I looked down, I saw that a call was coming.

It showed a string of unfamiliar numbers, and the old man hesitated slightly, but still connected the phone.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Hehe, Lao Yuan, it's me, I haven't seen you for so many years, are you doing well?" A man's voice came over the phone.

As a result, when the old man heard it, his face couldn't help but change a few times, and he muttered for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "Gao Mingyuan? ”

"Haha, don't be so surprised, you haven't been in touch for so long, are you okay? What about the TV station? We are about to be sixty people, so let's retire, give young people some opportunities, and let us enjoy life ourselves......"

Listening to the concerned tone of the man on the phone, the old man didn't have any good anger, snorted coldly, and said, "Gao Mingyuan, just say anything directly, don't talk about those useless things." I'm almost sixty, you're in your early fifties, aren't you? ”

"Uh...... Okay, old Yuan, I heard that you seem to have a close relationship with that Lin Chuan, see if you can ......"

The man on the phone was a little embarrassed to say the purpose of the call. When the old man heard this, he sneered.

As for Yuan Ye, he sat on the side in confusion, not knowing who the old man was talking to on the phone.

……

At this time, Lin Chuan had already finished singing the song "Old Boy", and received a burst of cheers from the audience.

At the same time, Fang Hao also walked back to the stage and stood by Lin Chuan's side. He also spoke highly of the song that Lin Chuan sang just now. He had always been very arrogant, and for the first time, he felt a deep pressure.

Next, the host also said a few words, and then entered the link where Lin Chuan and Fang Hao each canvassed for themselves.

Lin Chuan is not an orator, and on this occasion, he doesn't have so many impassioned words, let alone like those other contestants, who snot and tears to win the sympathy of the audience.

As for Fang Hao, it was over with only a few words. In his opinion, canvassing is simply a very boring thing, and one needs to rely on his own strength to speak.

When this link ended, the host announced that the voting channel was open, and the 300 musicians present picked up the voting machine in their hands one after another, bowed their heads and quickly operated.

At this time, Lin Chuan stood on the stage, very nervous. Because the opponent Fang Hao is too strong, I don't know how many points I will get for the song "Old Boy" I just sang.

On the other hand, Fang Hao had a faint smile on his face, his back to the big screen, and he looked leisurely and complacent.

He doesn't care about the result of the game, or even whether he wins the championship or not. The original purpose of coming to this stage to participate in the competition was to gild, and there was no need to win the championship.

But he hoped to be able to defeat Lin Chuan, because in his eyes, as long as Lin Chuan could be regarded as his real opponent.

At this moment, the numbers on the big screen are changing rapidly, and everyone is staring at it, silently cheering for the people they support. Others, afraid of seeing the results they don't want to see, simply close their eyes, fold their hands and begin to pray silently.

"Sister Xiaoyue, will Dad win?" Lin Yiyang, who was sitting in the front row, said with a slight frown, his eyes also did not leave the big screen.

"Of course you win, your dad is the best!" Wang Yue didn't speak, but Tang Qinru reached out and rubbed Lin Yiyang's head, and said with a smile.

Lin Yiyang smiled, he also thought that his father was the best father.