Chapter 337 Am I Your Pride?
This great sage always seems to be able to catch the most common little things in life and gently tease you.
Xu Chengwen felt a little bitter in his heart, and his hands on his chest clenched his fists subconsciously.
Every time he sent Xu Nuo away, he waved his hand and told him to leave quickly, but he couldn't help but look back and look again.
Suddenly, Xu Nuo went from going home every day to going home once every few months.
Children grow up and always have to leave. Xu Chengwen always comforts himself in this way.
However, he couldn't avoid moist eyes after seeing him off again and again.
Now, his eyes began to ache again.
Xu Nuo looked in the direction of his parents in the audience, and his voice became a little choked.
"I want to be like before,
holding your warm palm,
but you are not by my side,
I ask the breeze to send you peace of mind..."
Xu Chengwen couldn't hold it anymore.
"Dad, here you go." Xu Ke handed over a few tissues.
"Well, the air conditioner is a little low." Xu Chengwen sniffed and said in a muffled voice.
"Yeah, yes, it's a bit low." Xu Ke rarely exposed him.
Xu Chengwen pretended to wipe his nose hard, but he was actually wiping his tears secretly.
On the stage, Wu Gaofeng was motionless, already in tears.
"But you're not by my side." For others, it's his father who's not around.
For him, his father is no longer around.
Last year, his father died of a serious illness.
His success was fast, but his father aged even faster.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, the son wants to support his parents but they don't wait.
Wu Gaofeng covered his face and cried, his body shaking uncontrollably.
This top king of East Asia lost his composure on stage for the first time.
A piece of paper was handed over to him, Wu Gaofeng took it with tears in his eyes, opened his mouth to say thank you, but didn't say a word.
Zhao Lei patted his shoulder and said nothing.
He couldn't say anything, he was also in tears.
The four guests, with a combined age of more than 200 years old, were in tears on the stage.
The guessing panel was even more miserable, and the sound of pulling out paper was heard for a while.
The program team specially added a lot of paper today, and even put paper on the audience seats.
At first, everyone was wondering why the paper manufacturers increased their advertising investment? Now everyone suddenly realized.
In the lounge, several contestants were not much better.
The werewolf was motionless like a sculpture, as if reminiscing about something.
The jade-faced fox took a deep breath, then slowly leaned back in the chair and raised his head.
The ugly monster pulled out a piece of paper and reached into the mask to wipe away his tears.
The singers backstage were all annihilated.
The guests, the guessing panel, the singers, the band, and the audience also began to fall.
This stage really does not require singing skills, such as high-pitched transitions, true voices, false voices, etc.
There is nothing amazing about the lyrics, and the composition and arrangement are not elegant art.
Xu Nuo simply sang, singing this song for his father.
But the listeners and the singers were all moved.
Every sound touched the heart.
On the stage, the music stopped and then suddenly burst out.
This song started to burst out for the first time, and the light sadness and deep gratitude in the early stage were sublimated at this time.
Xu Nuo held the microphone tightly, his voice was trembling, and even a little out of tune.
However, every word was full of emotion, like a thunder that exploded the whole audience.
"Time, time, please slow down,
Don't let you grow old anymore.
I am willing to give you everything I have to keep you alive.
Dad who has been strong all his life,
What can I do for you?
Take the insignificant care!"
Among all the emotions, father's love is the loneliest and the most profound.
Father's love is silent, and children can't say it.
A man's love is always silent and stubborn.
You ask him what he needs, and he always says he doesn't need it.
You happily buy gifts for him, but you will be reprimanded, "Why are you spending money again? I don't need it."
In this regard, fathers are always particularly disappointing.
When he spends money himself, he can bargain for a dime or two, and you always think he is stingy.
However, when he buys you gifts and delicious food, you realize that he is so generous.
He doesn't even frown when he buys fruits worth tens or hundreds of yuan per pound, and he doesn't even blink when he buys a down payment of hundreds of thousands of yuan.
Does your father really dislike fish and meat? Does he really like to gnaw on fish heads and dry chicken racks?
Then why does he always pick out chicken legs, chicken wings, and boneless fish stomachs for you?
Does your father really like old clothes? Wearing a piece of clothing for several years or even more than ten years, it looks so undignified?
Then why does he save money to buy you branded clothes that he has never worn in his life?
Does your father really like to smoke cigarettes that cost a few yuan a pack and drink wine that costs a few yuan a pound?
Then why does he know that good cigarettes and good wine should be kept for entertaining guests?
Does your father really like to sit in the hard seat of the green-skinned train for more than ten or twenty hours? Just to chat with the passengers around him and make it more lively?
Then why are all the tickets he bought for you sleeper berths, and why did he argue with the ticket seller for a lower berth?
Only those who have sat in a hard seat for more than 20 hours understand what it is like.
There are always some special double-standard things happening to fathers.
Because this is fatherly love.
A father loves his family, his wife, his parents, and his children.
They love everything except themselves.
Fatherly love is very important and difficult to express.
Especially between father and son, they often hate each other and quarrel at every turn.
Father and son are not like father and daughter. Daughters are always willing to express themselves and dare to express themselves.
But sons are different. Even if they express themselves, they are mostly to their mothers and fathers. The big men always look at each other in silence.
There is always an inexplicable stiffness between father and son.
The mother is soft and warm, but the father is hard and has a sense of distance.
Even if the father and son have something to say, they only say a few words and then they are silent.
So someone wrote a song, but the feelings are sincere and the song is fierce, which makes people cry like dogs.
Xu Chengwen finally couldn't hold it anymore, and tears fell down, and he couldn't stop it.
Beside him, his mother's eyes were red, and tears fell all at once.
Xu Ke handed the two papers with red eyes, one by one.
Xu Chengwen turned his face away, not wanting his daughter to see his embarrassed look. How could he, who had always been strong, burst into tears in front of his children?
He was so stubborn.
The audience was broken.
The young people listened to the music, and their faces were no longer smiling. It seemed that their hearts were severely slapped by something.
They thought of their fathers, and then tears filled their eyes, and finally they couldn't help choking and losing their voices.
The audience who were already parents cried so hard that they couldn't make a sound, and big tears fell down like they were free.
Especially the fathers who were usually taciturn, they couldn't suppress the surging emotions in their hearts, and their tears fell down like they were out of control.
The guests fell. Some of their fathers had passed away, and some of them were very old.
The guessing panel fell. The 40-member guessing panel, including men and women, old and young, were all spared.
The audience was completely wiped out.
The singers and staff backstage all had red eyes and tears.
The camera zoomed in to show Xu Nuo's masked face, and the tears on his face were clearly visible.
The host, the band, the staff, the camera swept across the scene one by one, and everyone was overwhelmed.
The audience in front of the screen were overwhelmed one by one.
In addition to the music, there was only the sound of paper-pulling at the scene.
The person in charge of the paper-pulling sponsor wiped his tears while asking his subordinates to increase investment in the program team.
The barrage flooded the entire screen.
"What are you doing? You are deceiving me again."
"My old man kicked me out and didn't let me listen. He said it was sensational, but I could hear the crying tone in his voice."
"Your father was quite decisive, but my old man couldn't do it. He cried so hard that he insisted that sand got into his eyes."
"It must be a brick that got into his eyes to have this effect."
In front of the screen, the strong psychological defenses of countless old fathers were shattered in an instant.
They couldn't resist it at all.
No one can resist the knife of family affection.
If you block your ears, the singing will go in through your nose and into your heart, evoking more people's sadness.
Xu Nuo's singing continued, with a trembling voice, a heavy nasal tone, and a crying tone.
"Thank you for everything you have done,
supporting our family with both hands,
always giving me the best with all your strength."
At this moment, singing skills and techniques were not important. No one cared whether he was out of tune, had broken voice, or had not controlled his breath.
The guests did not care, the guessing panel did not care, and the audience did not care.
Xu Chengwen did not care even more.
Everyone put aside the music itself to listen to this song that hit the heart.
The most simple feelings in the world are stronger than any art.
On the stage, Xu Nuo could not hold back at all, his voice was hoarse, almost roaring, and the song resounded throughout the stage.
This was his true emotional catharsis.
The old man had many shortcomings, he was old-fashioned, conservative, and serious.
But as a father, he deserved full marks.
"Am I your pride?
Are you still worried about me?
The child you care about,
has grown up."
Xu Nuo is now successful and famous. Many people in the entertainment industry will never reach his current height in their lifetime, but Xu Chengwen still worries and cares about him.
Although Xu Chengwen has always opposed Xu Nuo's entry into the entertainment industry.
Until now, although he has mentioned it less and less, he is still full of worries about the entertainment industry.
As long as there is a chance, he will openly and secretly persuade him to say goodbye to the entertainment industry and find a class.
The entertainment industry is still too ethereal and too dirty for Xu Chengwen.
He would rather Xu Nuo be an ordinary citizen than wade into the muddy water of the entertainment industry.
However, this man who made him change his career countless times did not miss any of his songs or any of his shows.
The song list on the mobile phone and in the car was all replaced with his son's songs.
This is a father's support for his son.
He doesn't understand, but he still chooses to support and believe.
"Of course you are my pride, always." Xu Chengwen stammered a few times.
The first half of the song ends, and the music slows down.
Only a female voice hums.
This is Lin Wanqing's humming.