Many years ago, an engineer named Murphy (not Robocop, mind you) said that if a bad thing is possible, it will happen, and it will cause you the most damage at the right time.

This phrase came to be known as Murphy's Law, meaning that those small problems that you ignore will one day become big problems.

Gu Fan is facing such a problem now, if he doesn't guard against his daughter's hobby, then all kinds of strange requests will follow.

"Dad hasn't rehearsed with you before, how can the performance on stage be in tune?" Gu Fan expressed some embarrassment: "Girl, if you mess up the performance, will you rely on me for everything?"

"Shouldn't a good dad take the initiative to take the pot?"

Looking at her not cute and incompetent, but her father's too lazy posture, Gu Fan knew that today's performance would definitely not be good.

While there was still time, he hurriedly took the program list in the woman's hand: "Let me see, did Mengmeng change the performance program temporarily?

"Why do I want to make piano accompaniment for Mengmeng? Who hacked into the system of No. 1 Middle School and changed the data?"

When he said this complaint, Gu Fan already had the answer in his heart: needless to say, it must be the red dragon and blue bee who are behind the ghost.

The little girl had a triumphant expression on her face: "Pit dad is an art, not every daughter is called a special pit." ”

Hmph, you little girl full of tricks and tricks, you actually use the piano to embarrass me?

Don't think I can't play anything other than the erhu. There is no instrument in this world that can stump my dad and me, just wait for the moment when you are stunned!

Like other celebrations, after dozens of minutes of speeches by leaders from all walks of life, the celebration of the art show of No. 1 Middle School officially began.

This free time was long, long enough for Gu Fan to complete all the preparations and take time to listen to Wang Yang's report. The form over there is not a small good, but a big good.

At Wang Yang's suggestion, he opened five new servers in one go.

By this time tomorrow, five more will be opened, and we will strive to achieve 100 groups in a month.

The reason he did this was not that the Dragon Emperor server couldn't withstand the pressure of people - there was almost no upper limit to the number of people that the Dragon Emperor server could carry.

As long as Gu Fan is willing, he can get everyone into one server, and he can also ensure that the quality of the game does not deteriorate.

But a server can only have a world first, which can only make a kryptonite boss feel happy. This is not in line with the principle of business operation, and zoning can effectively stimulate everyone's enthusiasm for krypton gold - this is Wang Yang's advice to him.

Hearing this good news, Gu Fan expressed his relief: if this continues, this year's castle electricity bills, wife and daughter and Eshina's food expenses have been settled.

Against the backdrop of good news, the host's Hu Kan on stage looks much more pleasing to the eye.

routinely thanked the leaders and guests on the stage, and the host changed his words: "During the summer vacation, have you ever seen the performance of the little girl playing the flute?"

"Yes, it's great!" replied the students in the audience in unison, their slogans as loud as if they had been discussed in advance.

The host also made a lot of effort to praise the father and daughter of the Gu family who were the first to appear on the stage. also turned out the video of Gu Meng playing the flute that became popular on the Internet not long ago, which completely ignited the curiosity of the teachers and students in the audience.

"Let me tell you another good news, the little girl who plays the recorder has become your little sister. And I also came to the scene today, please Gu Meng and her father!"

"Why is it a father-daughter partner again?" Hearing the host's introduction, the students below began to talk to each other: "Since the success of Teacher Luo and his daughter's performance, there have been many father-daughter partners in recent years. ”

"What's the use of more? There is no pair of people who can compare to Teacher Luo. ”

"I've seen a video on the Internet, and this one will pull the erhu. Compared with Mr. Luo's violin, it seems to be a little worse. The most important thing is that this little girl is not as rebellious as Yaoyao. She would play a few simple recorder tunes over and over again. ”

"That's boring, another botched copycat. ”

"You see, she really came on stage with a recorder. Cut, I'm tired of listening to her performances of perverted cows and young girls. Don't you have something new?"

The audience was in an uproar, and the voice came directly to the stage.

Gu Meng, who was already standing in the middle of the stage with the golden silk nanmu recorder, looked back at her father behind her with some grievances: "Dad, they are saying bad things about Mengmeng." Meng Meng doesn't want to play the recorder anymore, I want to change the tune. ”

"Whatever you want. Gu Fan bent down to the microphone next to the piano: "No matter what you want to do, Dad will support you." As long as I don't make a meteor shower big move, just blast everyone in the audience away. ”

"Ahahahahaha," the conversation between the father and daughter detonated the laughter in the audience, "If the daughter doesn't perform well, she will beat the audience, this dad can do it." ”

Gu Meng flattened her mouth, and she had a crying expression in the camera lens.

But soon she changed her mentality, and said to the audience with a threatening tone: "Are you still laughing? Mengmeng is really angry." Now Meng Meng wants to sing you a song of Africans, wishing you that you will not save the wrong in this life, and Krypton will not change your life. ”

"Dad's game has been in open beta today, so you'd better not try to download it. Because no matter how much money you krypton, Meng Meng will not let you draw a card you want. ”

Gu Fan immediately nodded in agreement: "No problem, those who laugh at Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, Dad has memorized the name." I guarantee they can't draw a good card. ”

"Hahahaha, the advertisements are all here, have you paid a sponsorship fee for a middle school?"

"Who wants to play your broken mobile game? If you don't sing, hurry down. ”

Gu Jiangshuang covered her face with her hands in the audience: "I knew that these two living treasures would not finish the show with peace of mind." Whatever good thing comes into their hands, it will become a farce. ”

It's just that this scene is so familiar, and it seems like I've seen it somewhere?

The thought flashed in the woman's heart, and she suddenly remembered the past when the Luo family's father and daughter performed on stage eight years ago. It's just that she was sitting next to her sister Jin Yuemeng at that time, and it was Jin Yuemeng who was so embarrassed by the father and daughter that she refused to see anyone.

"So, this is a battle between father and daughter for me?" Gu Jiangxian felt a realization rise in her heart, and all kinds of feelings came to her heart for a while.

"Please enjoy the show that has changed at the end of the day, the song of the Africans, "STAR SKY". Gu Meng picked up the microphone and signaled to his father on the piano behind him that he could start. ”

Gu Fan smiled slightly, and pressed his hands lightly on the keys, and a smooth note flowed from his fingertips.

When they heard the prelude to the music, many people suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is the song, I have heard it before." But soon new doubts arose: "How can this song be an African song?"

“Here -we- are，Riding the sky。 ”

Before everyone could figure it out, Gu Meng's childish and melodious voice had already sounded along with the music.

Her voice is infectious, and her timbre is highly recognizable. Even the most ignorant of music fools can't help but praise a good voice.

“Painting the night with sun。 You and I， Mirrors of light，Twin flames of fire。 ”

"The sound is good, but we are here to soar through the sky. There's nothing special about this lyric?"

Listening to the song, what she sang next meant was that painting the night sky with morning light, you and I reflected each other, like two flames. Shining in that time and place. I have known your name, and I have remembered your voice, and I have loved and charmed you. The past and the present converge, the world stirs in our hearts, and the songs we play never stop. ”

A student holding his mobile phone to do real-time translation wondered, "There is no problem." Where do you have a relationship with Africans?"

"Don't make noise, listen to her singing. Such a cute Lori, how many years does it take to meet one?" Someone on the side interrupted impatiently: "There are good songs that can't stop your mouth?"

The little girl's singing voice seemed to have a strange magic, and the auditorium gradually became quiet.

Except for the accompaniment of the piano and Gu Meng's singing, there was no sound in the huge auditorium.

In her singing, everyone seems to have seen the things that once made their hearts the most exciting and yearning.

“I cannot erase the time of sleep”

I can't erase the time of slumber

“I cannot be loved so set me free”

I can't be loved, so let me go

“I cannot deliver your love”

I can't accept your love

“Or caress your soul so”

Nor can I soothe you

“turn that page for me”

Let the past pass away

“I cannot embrace the touch that you give”

I can't take your hugs

“I cannot find solace in your words”

Nor can I find words of comfort

“I cannot deliver you your love”

I can't respond to your love

“or caress your soul”

Nor can it soothe you.

When the little girl sang the high-pitched and passionate chapter, all the listeners around were moved: at that moment, the most desirable and cherished pictures of the past suddenly shattered in front of their eyes.

Countless hard work, countless ardent hopes, countless joys and sorrows have become a thing of the past.

All that's left is now, the truest and most unique self.

"The future is unpredictable, the past cannot be left, we can only live in the present!"

"I've decided," someone in the audience suddenly muttered: "In the future, I want to apply for the entrance examination of China Normal University, and after graduation, I will come to teach in the first middle school, just in time to be a teacher for her." ”

"To be able to say Loliton so beautifully, you're really a fucking talent. Dare to ask the name of Brother Tai?"

"What's the matter with you?"

"It turns out that it's still a compound surname, hello brother hanging. ”

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"This is a song specially prepared for me by Meng Meng?" Unconsciously, Gu Jiangxian was already in tears.

She finally understood her daughter's hard work, and the little guy with a big ghost was persuading her mother in another way: No matter how Gu Fan let go of the past, she was actually the only one who really came out of the shadow of Luo Yunfeng.

I have to say that Gu Meng's singing voice is still very infectious, and Gu Jiangshuang even hallucinated when listening to the song.

She not only saw Luo Yunfeng's sunny smile in her memory, saw her sister who had no news, but also saw five-year-old Luo Yao carrying a toad puppet and running in front of her.

Gu Jiangxian took a deep breath: It's time to let go of everything and start your new life seriously.

She has already made up her mind to tell Jin Jianguo tomorrow that she will not interfere in the disappearance of her sister and brother-in-law again. All the mess had nothing to do with her, she just wanted to be herself.

is no longer the last patriarch of the Gu family, no longer the daughter who pays off her mother's debts, and she is not a lonely orphan, she is Gu Fan's wife and Gu Meng's mother.

That's all.

The singing and piano on the stage had stopped, but the audience seemed to have forgotten to applaud.

They watched as Gu Meng put the microphone in a daze, and saw her turn around and run towards Gu Fan with a smile on her face.

At the other end of the stage, Gu Fan had already squinted his eyes and opened his arms, waiting for his daughter to pounce over. Today's performance is so smooth, maybe she will kiss her father.

Suddenly, a figure threw himself into his arms: "Daddy is awesome!"

"Then do you need to say it?" Gu Fan picked her up easily: "Isn't this a thing that is easy to think about?"

"Ah————————h

Before he finished speaking, Gu Meng let out a scream for no reason, almost shocking Gu Fan's core algorithm to collapse.

Gu Fan opened his eyes a little displeased and followed the prestige: "Mengmeng, what do you want to do? Didn't Dad perform well just now?"

Seeing Gu Meng standing three meters in front of him, Gu Fan was suddenly startled: "Why are you standing there." Uh, no, if you're still there. So who's the person I'm hugging?"

Speaking of this, Gu Fan hurriedly looked into his arms.

The person in Gu Fan's arms is also a little girl carved in pink, and she looks extremely delicate and beautiful.

He subconsciously made a comparison of appearance data: "Hey, you are Yaoyao? Luo Yunfeng's daughter, no, why do you call me dad?"

The little girl in her arms hugged Gu Fan's face and kissed it, and then she showed a satisfied smile: "Dad, Yaoyao has finally found you." ”