……

Chen Huan looked at his watch, it was almost eleven forty, the time was approaching midnight, and the program was followed by the emperor's speech, followed by the same cocktail party as in previous years.

But since three years ago, Chen Huan has not participated in this cocktail party.

In fact, in recent years, except for news related to The Voice, Chen Huan has hardly talked about anything in the media, which is almost equivalent to entering a semi-secluded state in the entertainment industry.

If he is a newcomer who has just debuted, this is undoubtedly death, but for him, a big brother superstar in the music industry, he no longer needs those gimmicks to maintain his popularity.

His current energy, in addition to teaching, is basically to collect wind in his spare time, concentrate on creation when he is busy, and strive to be able to write higher quality and more breakthrough works before he enters the age of sixtieth year.

If he hadn't thought that he might hear An Ran's new song on the stage tonight, Chen Huan would even have to push this year's royal show together.

Thinking of this, Chen Huan sighed lightly, tonight's scene, although it did not meet his previous expectations, but he was not too disappointed, at least An Ran's two new songs also made him see some highlights.

This little guy is only seventeen years old, and he has infinite possibilities in the future, Chen Huan laughed at himself, it seems that he is in a hurry, and his psychological requirements for this young man are really too high.

But then again, in today's entertainment industry, there is more and more black miasma, how many singers can write songs in a down-to-earth manner, and An An sings separately?

Especially the new generation of young people, their desire and pursuit of fame and fortune are several times stronger than that of the older generation of artists.

finally met such a genius, if you don't expect him, who else can you expect?

"You're going back?" Wei Na is very familiar with the habits of her old friend.

"Well, I'm old, and my body can't stand it. If you see what you want to see, you don't want to see it. ”

Wei Na moved her lips, looked at her old friend with a faint sense of loss, and finally held back her words.

Don't look at her as Enron's nominal mentor. But among the four mentors of The Voice, if you want to say that you pay the most attention to Enron and have the highest expectations, it must be Chen Huan, and even she, a genuine mentor, is very inferior.

Therefore, on the other hand, if Enron's performance is rarely unsatisfactory, he will definitely be the most anxious, lost, or even dissatisfied.

This is the deep responsibility of love. Wei Na looked at Chen Huan's back and sighed in her heart.

……

An Ran didn't stay in the audience for too long, Wen Lan showed a smile again, it seems that the crisis that the little girl has been worried about should have subsided.

As for the eyes of the other members of the royal family, especially the queen of the country, he looked him up and down for a long time. and her last smile that was mixed with satisfaction and love, still made An Ran feel a little confused.

Whether it is the relationship with the Song family or the identity of his royal relatives, for the time being, if it is exposed, it will not be a good thing for his current development, and it will not become any dependence. On the contrary, it will do more harm than good, which has long been an example in the entertainment industry.

"Enron, watch the time." There was a hint from an assistant director in the headphones, and more than half of his singing time had passed, and he was overtime for the artist's performance, no matter what the party. is a very taboo thing for the director team, because if you are not careful, it may cause dissatisfaction with other artists, and it is not uncommon for conflicts to occur.

On a dark and quiet stage, An Ran took a deep breath and dispelled all kinds of distractions in his mind.

"Insects Fly" and "Moonlight" are two children's songs. If it weren't for the prior request of the director team, An Ran would not have sung these two tunes, and the next one is the program he carefully prepared for today's party.

In the dark, the audience could not see that a piano had appeared on the stage, and the audience in front of the TV saw only the royal family as the camera zoomed in.

Just when the audience, whether it was on site or watching the live broadcast, was already lacking in interest and even dozing off.

In the picture of the TV, the light gradually changes.

"Huh? What is it? ”

Li Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, chatting with his girlfriend on the other end of the phone about bedtime, while staring at the TV without a glance, his expression was extremely boring.

"There are still no highlights in this year's royal show, the songs are the ones I have heard, sketches and cross talk, and they are not very funny, I am very disappointed." The girlfriend complained.

"Wasn't you so excited, you idol...... Quiet...... What's going on? Aren't you listening to his new songs, and you can't satisfy you hungry woman? ”

"Li Xiaoyu! Can you still have a pleasant chat? What's safe, it's safe, why can't you always remember, and I don't know if you did it on purpose. ”

"Mmmm, I remember it this time, alas, I really don't understand you star-chasers, a group of brain-dead children."

""Fireworks are easy to cold" is not good? "I Do" is not good? Don't you also think of "Life with You" as a mobile phone ringtone? ”

Li Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, too lazy to compare with her particularly stubborn best friend, "I only like songs, and I don't like Ann as crazy as you...... What's going on? ”

"......" my girlfriend was speechless, didn't you just say that you remembered it this time......

"Well, if you hadn't told me that there would be a nice new tune tonight, I would have gone to bed early every day...... The result...... The old lady has taken off her clothes, and you just let me see this?! Li Xiaoyu was crazy.

"That...... Hey, it's Enron...... Didn't I expect him to sing nursery rhymes, and besides, these two songs are not bad......"

"Hmph."

“…… I really like that song Bug Flying, you don't see how beautiful that picture is......"

"Hmph."

“…… And Mengmeng is so cute, their harmony is very good......"

"Hmph", Li Xiaoyu continued to hum perfunctorily.

"Hey, don't you think the two of them are a good match, they all say on the Internet that they are the cutest age difference......"

The girlfriend continued to babble on the phone, but Li Xiaomeng stared at the TV, her eyes blinking and blinking.

"Huh? What is it...... I said......"

In the TV screen, slender and white hands gently press the piano keys, flowing out a soothing piano sound.

The girlfriend on the phone kept talking with interest, but Li Xiaoyu didn't listen to a word.

In the picture, an old photo album is slowly opened, and on the left side of the album is a photo of a mother and daughter. On the right is still the hand playing the piano.

Under the photo on the left, it is clearly marked - Xiao Ning is one year old and in front of the new house with his mother.

It can be seen that the handwriting is handwritten, and it is beautiful and upright. Very stylish.

Who is this in the photo? Li Xiaoyu's eyes were puzzled.

Soon, in her gaze, in just three seconds, the album turned the page again, and the mother and daughter appeared on the left side of the album - Xiao Ning's second birthday, with her mother by the lake.

"This mother is so young, and ...... She's so pretty...... Little baby is so cute......" Li Xiaoyu became more and more curious, she glanced at the alarm clock on the TV - eleven forty.

"That's right, the party isn't over yet, this should still be a show......"

"Xiaoyu, what did you say? Who are you talking to? Wow. Didn't you hide a man? Ay? Light rain? Light rain ......"

Finally, in Li Xiaoyu's muttering doubts, the album turned the third page - Xiaoning is three years old, Xiaohu is one year old, and he is in the park with his mother.

This. In the photo on the left, there is another child, three-year-old Xiao Ning can already see the girl's delicate appearance, she is holding her younger brother, her mouth seems to be holding candy, her face is full of pride, and the youngest boy on the side still has an aggrieved expression on his face......

Behind them. The young mother smiled helplessly, and gently pinched Xiao Ning's ear with one hand.

"Hah! This one is so loving! ”

Li Xiaoyu was overjoyed, but soon, her smile turned into a slight consternation, and her eyes lit up suddenly, "Huh? It's ......"

The right side of the album. The camera kept moving up, and the owner of the hands finally showed his face.

"Ann...... Ann what? Li Xiaoyu blinked, his mouth slightly open, "Is this a photo of him when he was a child?" ”

In her muttered guesses, against the backdrop of a slow piano sound. The song of "Ann What" sounded softly, slightly low, soft and smooth, with a slightly hoarse voice in the clean voice.

"The old tree in front of the door sprouted, the dead wood in the yard bloomed again, and the half-survived for a long time, and hid in a full head of white hair......

The little feet in my memory, the fleshy little mouth, I gave him love all my life, just for that parent-"

The photos in the album have been turned to the tenth, and I don't know when, among the two children, there is a third girl - Xiao Ning is ten years old, Xiaohu is eight years old, Xiao Jing is five years old, and her mother is at the door of the store.

The mother is still as beautiful as ever, but there are more traces of time in her smile, but even if the clothes on her body are not glamorous, she can still see the brilliance of happiness in her eyes.

At this time, it can already be seen that the well-behaved little boy in the album on the left is the singing "Ann What" on the right.

It's just that Li Xiaoyu at this time didn't pay attention to those photos at all, she was just a little dazed and distracted, listening to this song, there were some inexplicable emotions surging in her heart.

"Where has the time gone, before I feel young, I am old.

gave birth to children and raised daughters for a lifetime, and my mind was full of children crying and laughing-

Where has the time gone, it took time before I could take a good look at your eyes, firewood, rice, oil and salt, half a lifetime...... In the blink of an eye, all that was left was the wrinkles on his face......"

Tears flowed quietly at some point.

Li Xiaoyu's mind was tumbling, she couldn't hear the chorus part on the TV, and she couldn't hear the shouting of her best friend on the phone.

"Xiaoyu, work hard in Yanjing, don't worry about the family, your father and I are not old yet."

"Girl, you must not spend too much money, you are too thin, buy more meat......"

"It's divided, our Xiaoyu is so beautiful, there are boys who want to chase, and I'm worried that I can't get married......"

"You stupid girl, you save your salary when you pay it, you are alone outside, where is not a place to use money, and your father and I are not short of money to spend......"

"It's cold, girl, wear thicker clothes, can you come back for the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Oh...... I'm working overtime again this year, so you should pay attention to yourself...... It's okay, don't worry about me and your dad ......."

"Where has the time gone, I have grown old before I feel young, giving birth to children and raising daughters, for a lifetime, my mind is full of children crying and laughing...... Where has the time gone......"

The singing voice on the TV was high and low, Li Xiaoyu covered his mouth with his hands, buried his head in the pillow, and his shoulders shrugged. I couldn't cry anymore.

……

The photo albums on the TV are flipping one after another, and the old man in front of the TV is looking very seriously, although he is full of silver hair. But from her face, you can still see that she was beautiful when she was young.

The three children in the album continue to grow taller and grow up, the mother gets older year after year, her beautiful face is no longer beautiful, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes begin to emerge slowly, until her figure begins to grow and her hair begins to show white marks......

The old man squinted and smiled, but the tears flowed down drop by drop, and the album recorded not only the years of this small family, but also what the old man missed. My daughter has been in her teens for more than 20 years.

The first page of the album was opened, "Xiaoru, you are also a mother......"

The album turned to the second page, "I still remember when you were born, only a kitten was the size of a kitten......"

The album turns the fifth page. "Xiaohu looks like his father, Xiao Ning and Xiao Jing are really like you when you were a child......"

The album turned to the tenth page, "You are the only girl in the family, I also spoil you, your father also spoils you, the eldest and the second child compete for it, hold you and tease you to play......"

"Do you remember that...... They both threw you to the ground. Beaten up by your dad? Hehe......"

Song Ru had mist in her eyes, opened her mouth to say something, and finally could only choke and nodded.

"Alas...... You're really ruthless, and you've been gone for more than 20 years......"

"Mom......" Song Ru was speechless and choked.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bright moonlight flows quietly, and the singing on the TV slowly lingers.

“…… Where has the time gone. Before I could take a good look at your eyes, it took ...... Firewood, rice, oil and salt, half a lifetime, in the blink of an eye, only wrinkles are left on the face......"

……

……

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? I hear you cry?! If you don't talk again, I'll go to your house! ”

Li Xiaoyu sniffed, "Duoduo...... I'm fine......"

"It's fine. ...... exhale," the girlfriend sighed, "You're scared to death!" I won't bring it to play like this next time, I've been talking about it for more than ten minutes, and you haven't said a word over there, and you're still crying......"

"Blossom ......"

"What's wrong?"

“…… I'm sorry. ”

"Huh? What kind of wind are you pumping? ”

"That Ann...... Enron, right? ”

"Huh? You are really abnormal, Li Xiaoyu, you actually remembered?! ”

"Hee-hee...... I listened to him sing, and compared to the previous songs, I especially liked what he just sang......"

“……”

“…… You don't know, I was halfway through hearing the urge to call my parents...... Feed? Blossoms? Are you listening? Blossoms? ”

“……”

After a long silence -

"Lee! Small! Rain! I'm going to break up with you! The old lady said that she was dry, you secretly went to listen to the song alone, Li Xiaoyu, you are too much, we will not have to do it in the future, I hate you to death...... You deceive me of my pure feelings...... Woohoo......"

"Uh...... Haha, Duoduo doesn't cry, you can still watch the replay...... Blossoms? After crying, can you give me the TT number of your Ann Fan Group......"

"! The old lady doesn't know you! ”

……

The singing finally stopped the end, and the scene was silent.

"Bang", applause suddenly sounded from the corner, and then deafeningly resounded throughout the studio.

Chen Huan stood in the aisle next to the audience, looking fixedly at the figure on the stage who was still immersed in emotions, standing for a long time, and finally, Chen Huan let out a long sigh.

He turned to leave, a big smile on his face.

……

ps：

Sorry, the power station has been out for a long time today, and there was a notice yesterday, but I didn't hear it...... It's good to send it out...... Xiaodong really doesn't want to break off anymore.

ps: As usual, the text is 4300+, and the lyrics are not charged.

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