"Are you jealous?"

Liu Qin'er looked at Wang Xie's big black face and couldn't help but naughtily touch his nose.

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Xie was punctured in his heart, and he was a little angry and came to deny it three times.

But Liu Qin'er didn't care, but her heart was sweet, so she gently gathered the green silk and gently leaned her head on Wang Xie's heart.

The air suddenly became quiet, and Liu Qin'er could even hear the "thumping" sound of Wang Xie's heart, except for the sound of breathing and heartbeat, only Liu Qin'er's murmur was left in the whole room.

"Xiaoxie, it's good to have you, I really love you."

At this moment, Wang Xie didn't seem to be so angry, but hugged the girl in his arms deeply with his arms.

Maintaining this posture, Wang Fu on the screen also started her most wonderful performance today.

The simple accompaniment with a hint of memory came faintly from the stereo.

Wang Fu is in a good state today, accompanied by the soothing piano sound, her voice has a hint of softness, like a river flowing gently.

[Don't be naughty]

[Sit down and listen to Grandma]

[This season, the weather is cooler, and there is more rain on the ground]

The gentle and deep female voice seemed to make every listener see the figure of a kind and kind old man, although the figure may be a little thin, but it was like a big mountain in front of every child's eyes.

At this time, in Wang Fu's live broadcast room, there was no barrage clean, and it seemed that everyone was remembering the old man in their hearts.

The music continues.

[Don't panic]

[Come and listen to Grandma]

[After a good night's sleep, you can see the clouds after the thunder]

[Don't be afraid, don't cry, go to sleep]

[You listen to a song quietly]

【……】

When Wang Fu sang "You Listen to a Song Quietly", although the sound on the word "listen" was very long, the tune turned a thousand times, and it seemed that a word was full of grandma's love for herself.

Wang Xie also nodded lightly, Wang Fu's performance is very good, maybe many people can sing this song very well, but it seems that only Wang Fu can sing this kind of flavor on the earth.

Wang Fu, who sang in the live broadcast room this time, seemed to be a completely different person, no exaggeration, no funny, and no showmanship, just singing plainly with the accompaniment.

As the saying goes, there is thunder in the heart, and it is like a quiet lake. Behind this bland singing, there is a tsunami-like sense of enthusiasm.

"Mom?"

Liu Qin'er looked at the live broadcast room with some surprise.

Wang Xie heard Liu Qin'er's exclamation, and couldn't help but follow Liu Qin'er's eyes to look behind Wang Fu.

Originally, the closed door behind Wang Fu had been quietly opened, and Wang Fu's mother was also standing quietly at the door, listening to her daughter's singing.

Originally, when Wang Fu was live broadcasting, Wang Fang had always been silently busy with her own affairs and never bothered, but today's Wang Fang was unusual, standing at the door and quietly listening to her daughter's singing.

Wang Fu didn't feel the movement behind him at all, but immersed himself in the emotion of singing.

[Wind chimes ringing softly, birds singing softly, who is in the distance]

[Kissed the rainbow and startled the clouds]

【I'm a returnee】

[You will feel tired when you walk far away from the president's meeting]

[Just remember how to say "grandma" in Hepo's words]

【……】

Wang Xie's original body has no memory of grandma, that is, grandmother.

He only heard his mother say sporadically that when he was not born, his grandfather died of illness, and when he was more than two years old, his grandmother closed her eyes forever.

And in my sister's memory, there seems to be a vague figure about my grandmother.

But looking at the feelings invested by my sister, it seems that between me and my grandmother, there is not just a vague figure, but a lot of beautiful and happy childhood memories.

Wang Fu's singing continued to sing and chant lightly, as if it was nearing the end.

[When you are old]

[Grandma is gone]

[You have to remember]

[Teach this country voice what the baby says]

[Teach this country sound to you]

Wang Fu did sing very well, but Wang Xie did not pay attention to Wang Fu's singing at this time, but stared closely at the figure behind Wang Fu.

Especially when Wang Fu sang "Teach You This Native Voice", Wang Xie had already seen a trace of crystal in his mother's eyes.

Mother, maybe she misses her grandmother.

Wang Xie thought in his heart.

Yes, even a mother starts with being a daughter. A mother may always be strong in front of her children, but in front of her mother, she will always be the little girl who is distressed.

And his mother has been raising a son and a daughter for so many years, maybe she is too tired.

It is only when the song touches the heart that a trace of exhaustion may be revealed.

But when Wang Xie looked at his mother's face carefully, a happy smile suddenly bloomed on her mother's face.

Is it because of relief?

Or is it because of satisfaction?

Wang Xie didn't know, he just suddenly discovered that his mother was just an ordinary middle-aged woman, and she also needed the love and companionship of her children.

And maybe my sister chose to broadcast live at home, also with the intention of companionship.

Wang Fu's singing has also come to an end.

[Looking back]

【After the rain】

[Less apathy]

[Come on, grandma, wait for you, you're still in that village]

[Come on, grandma, wait for you, you're still in that village]

is different from Wang Xie's lyrics to her sister, at the end of the end, although the accompaniment is almost gone, my sister still stubbornly sings the last sentence in a low voice.

It was like singing and muttering, although the voice was almost inaudible, but Wang Xie still caught the note.

It seems that my sister has indeed gone her own way.

Thinking of this, Wang Xie subconsciously looked behind her sister, presumably her mother should be very happy to see her sister's growth.

But unfortunately, when Wang Xie saw behind his sister again, there was only a closed door, and the figure he wanted to see had disappeared.

And the person he saw just now who first shed tears and then smiled didn't seem to have come.

Maybe that's the mother.

Wang Xie sniffed, and he also wanted to cry a little.

Not because his sister's songs moved him, but because of the figure behind his sister, the mother who could die at any time even if she was seriously ill, gave him too much maternal love and tolerance.

But fortunately, my mother is now very healthy and should be able to see herself and Liu Qin'er's children grow up.

At this time, Liu Qin'er also came back to her senses.

"Xiao Fu sings so well, I miss grandma a little."

There are indeed some places in Guangdong that also call grandma grandma, and it seems that Wang Fu's singing voice also touched this diva.

"Then we have time, let's go to Guangdong to see grandma." Looking at Liu Qin'er, who had some empathy, Wang Xie couldn't help but comfort softly.

"Hmm."

Liu Qin'er replied softly in a nasal voice.

In Wang Fu's live broadcast room, perhaps because everyone was immersed in the atmosphere created by the song, the barrage gradually became dense at this time.

"I thought Wang Gong would be funny again, but I didn't expect it to be such a touching song."

"I'm a big man, crying so much, it's so embarrassing."

"I miss my grandmother too, I'll take leave tomorrow to go back to see her."

"555, I miss Grandma too, but unfortunately I can't see it anymore."

"I just now seem to have seen Wang Gong's mother also appear, standing at the door."

"I saw it too, and she seemed to be in tears."

"Maybe I think of my mother, too."

“……”

Wang Fu in the live broadcast room also saw the barrage of sailors, and hurriedly looked back, but what caught his eye was not the figure of his mother, but the door that was still closed.

Wang Fu stared thoughtfully at the door, and only turned his head for a while, still smiling and blowing water with his friends.

And at this time, the time also came to 22 o'clock.

The live broadcast platform also announced the results of the semi-finals for the first time.

Wang Fu, with a total popularity of 22 million, is the first on the whole platform and the first in the music stream.

Jiang Zong, with a total popularity of 13 million, ranked fourth among music anchors.

If the third-ranked anchor hadn't "accidentally" slipped off his clothes during the live broadcast, Jiang Zong might have been able to win the third place in the music category.

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