She looked at Jin Juefeng, who was slowly getting up on the stage, smiled with tears in her eyes, and gave him a thumbs up.

A good mind will never be disappointed.

Jazz, you're the best!

There was no suspense, and the Star band deservedly won the first place. When the host announced the results, the audience burst into warm applause, and the fans were even more excited and cried.

Jin Juefeng and other members of the band made a shining appearance, and the magnesium light shone on Jin Juefeng's upright figure, adding to his brilliance.

The president of Rastar Entertainment Branch personally came to the stage to present the award to the band, and he handed over the flowers and trophies to Jin Juefeng's hands and hugged him warmly.

Coloured debris fell from the air.

Jin Juefeng held the bouquet and trophy and delivered an acceptance speech: "In a word, thank you to all the fans who support Star, we will work harder to create more high-quality songs." Thank you. ”

The host said on the side: "Jin Juefeng, just now your father sang and cried all the audience at the scene. Your emotional singing voice all reveals your respect and admiration for your father, and you must have a deep relationship with your father. Only when the love is deep can it be interpreted by the heart.

Jazz Wind, such a grand event today is undoubtedly a major turning point in your life. So, was your father there to cheer you on? Did he hear your heart? ”

The corners of Jin Juefeng's mouth hooked lightly: "I'm sorry, he ......"

Jin Juefeng's words were not finished, but he saw a familiar figure slowly coming to the stage.

He is as majestic as a mountain, with a strong temperament, revealing a solemn demeanor.

Jin Jianjun straightened his posture and walked in front of Jin Juefeng with high-spirited steps.

The two fathers and sons had a slight difference in height and looked at each other deeply.

Gradually, Jin Jianjun's face showed a touch of affinity, and he stretched out his arms and hugged Jin Juefeng in his arms. The gentle words were transmitted through the microphone to every corner of the hall.

"Son, you are my pride!"

There is nothing more comforting than being recognized and appreciated by those who care about one's hard work and excellence.

When Jin Juefeng was very young, he didn't know how to cry.

But at this moment, he was hugged by Jin Jianjun in his arms, and when he heard his most sincere affirmation, his eyes turned red in an instant.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness in his eyes, and said "thank you" in a slightly calm voice.

"Thank you, I should say to you." Jin Jianjun let go of Jin Juefeng, and finally stared at his son with the most loving and appreciative eyes, "Thank you for letting me see myself when I was young, thank you for letting me and your mother return to the best times we once had."

Thank you, son, for letting me know that I, the father, have such a splendor in your heart.

As a Jun person, I am worthy of the organization. But as a father, I am ashamed of you. Thank you, son, for giving me this opportunity to make up for my regrets and shortcomings, and for not letting me lose more in the rest of my life.

I love your son, and your mother. ”

Jin Jianjun said, looking at the audience, Zou Shumin was standing in a corner of the hall, she was wearing a white dress, like a orchid.

Jin Jianjun was wrapped in tears, but with a smile, he stared at Zou Shumin affectionately, and bowed slightly to her: "Shumin, I love you, these three words, I owe you too many years." Thank you for giving birth to such a good son for me, and for giving us the opportunity to reconcile. I cherish!

Are you the same? If you forgive me for my past stubbornness and irritability, please come up to the stage and give me a hug. ”