The anchor has a concert

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but never said thank you

until grown up

I understand that it is not easy for you"

As soon as the singing started, Xiao Zinan's pretty face was left with two tear stains due to the falling tears.

The audience, who were already emotionally complex, saw this scene, and the last firewall in their hearts was completely broken through.

Throughout and outside the arena, countless female fans subconsciously raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses, or hastily covered their glasses with commemorative towels.

Countless male spectators raised their heads to look at the sky at a 45-degree angle, or lowered their heads deeply.

The audience who saw this scene through the live broadcast room also fell silent, as if the silence at the scene finally ran to them along the Internet and infected them.

From this moment on, those middle-aged and elderly people who were not used to their children’s screencasting took up their leisure time watching TV programs.

All the unhappiness and depression in my heart were swept away.

"Time slows down

don't make you old

I would like to use my one to exchange your years and stay forever

A strong father

What can I do for you

Accept trivial concerns."

Huarong Mansion, Central Hospital.

In a normal intensive care unit that should be very quiet, a [-]-year-old girl, half an hour ago, had just replaced her mother who was taking care of her grandma, and replaced her mother to go home to take a bath.

15 minutes ago, the little girl found that her grandma woke up.

I asked if I wanted to drink water or something, and after hastily dealt with it, I picked up the phone again, and took the initiative to go to my grandma's side to watch the live content with my grandma.

And chattering non-stop, introducing everything she knew about Pan An and the song to the gray-haired grandma with age spots on her face.

It wasn't until Xiao Zinan's part of the show that she was affected by the transparent atmosphere in the live broadcast room, and gradually calmed down.

But she didn't realize that the old man, who was originally weak and could only open a gap in his eyes, had been trying hard to open his eyes and see the picture on the small screen clearly in this video.

This kind of attempt continued until Xiao Zinan appeared on the stage.

After hearing the emotional singing, the old man closed his eyes tiredly, and listened to this song with peace of mind, which touched her heart after a lifetime, and had already stepped into the lonely stage like a thousand sails.

In my memory, my father's already blurred appearance gradually became clear from the dust of the years.

Not only that, but also from that old appearance like her, through one thing engraved in her heart, going back a little bit, she gradually became younger.

white hair turns gray, turns black

The slightly hunched back also straightened a little bit

The weak look was gone forever, walking like the wind, and even the laughter became louder.

That year, she was married in full dress, and her father's eyes were full of tears, showing reluctance to give up.

That year, due to work reasons, I didn’t go home for the first time to celebrate the New Year. The moment my father knocked on the door when I was on a business trip, my father was obviously ecstatic, and asked with worry on his face if he had been wronged outside.

That year, I was caught swimming with a male classmate and mercilessly berated in front of so many people

That year, a little ruffian at school bullied her, and her father chased the little ruffian seventeen or eight streets with a brick held up by countless teachers, and fell down with a brick.

That year, it rained heavily and the sky was dark. My father held an umbrella and looked anxiously in the courtyard of the teaching building.

That year, it was snowing heavily, and in order to keep the little red shoes spotless, she sat on her father's broad shoulders and was repeatedly asked to hold her hair tightly.On the way to the kindergarten, there are envious children everywhere

While his thoughts were flying, the old man vaguely heard a girl sing: "Thank you for being with me along the way."

So emotional, the old man couldn't help calling softly excitedly: "Dad"

The little girl looked over slowly, and saw a stream of muddy tears falling from the corner of her grandma's eyes

Chapter 0394 has a halo

Licking dog Chen's wife hastily wiped away her tears with a commemorative towel, and secretly observed her surroundings.

Not only did no one pay attention to her, but she was almost the same as her.

There are even worse than her.

Only then did he secretly heave a sigh of relief, and openly wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes.

And secretly changed his mind again, giving up the previous decision not to let his man follow Pan An's live broadcast

At this moment, too many viewers, like her, are busy dealing with the tears on their faces and corners of their eyes.

So much so that I forgot to applaud Xiao Zinan, who can really be called a passionate singer.

Until Pan An took the lead in applauding, everyone guessed and stopped everything for a while, and began to frantically dance the support prop in their hands: Shuo material slap.

Xiao Zinan, who was a little nervous, wiped away his tears excitedly, and thanked him with a slight bow.

She and Pan An flinched and hugged each other, then waved all the way to the stands and returned to the backstage.

Under someone's deliberate connivance, the applause lasted for more than five minutes because there was no interference

Seeing that everyone's emotions gradually calmed down, Pan An immediately spoke provocatively: "May every competent father be treated gently by the years, and live a hundred years free from disease, disaster, and worry!"

Then, the applause broke out again.

No way, it's only 09:30, and there are only eight works left.

A song, including the MV-level short film of the hot scene, is only seven or eight minutes long, which is less than 8:10.

It's still half an hour away from the expected closing time at 11 o'clock, so what if we don't do something?

I have no experience at all, and the singing assistants all want to finish their work early and watch the stage as an uncle, which caused the rhythm to be too fast.

There are so many works, connected end to end, without wasting much time, more than half of them went there in an hour and a half, and it was time to dig and search, looking for trouble when there was nothing to do.

There's no one left!

With this in mind, Pan An began to look for topics: "Perhaps there will be many new friends who, after listening to this song about my father, are secretly looking forward to the release of a song about my mother.