Chapter 506 Just For That Parents (1/2 Monthly Pass)
"My brother and Sister Dai's show will be next!"
After the skit ended, there was a video about growth and marriage, parents and children, the elderly and children interspersed in the middle. Yang Shihan picked up her mobile phone and glanced at the program list, and then reminded Dai Zhenhong and Yang Huaping who were drinking and drinking.
Dai Zhenhong and Yang Huaping quickly put down their cups, stopped bragging with red faces, and focused on the TV.
The picture flashed by, and a substantial book slowly rotated and unfolded in the air. Amidst the soft piano melody in the background, a lifting platform slowly lifted up, lifting the book that was sitting in front of the piano and playing it gently.
Yang Qian pushed it in front of the "book" projected using virtual reality technology.
It turns out he was playing the piano!
At the same time, the audience in front of the TV can see the subtitles unfolding to indicate that the song Yang Qian is about to sing is called "Where Has the Time Gone", and the song is written, composed, arranged, and performed by Yang Qian.
Why is there no Dai Yuni?
"Now he will sing this song, and then Sister Dai will sing the next one."
Yang Shihan watched their rehearsal at home and quickly helped explain.
Dai Zhenhong nodded carelessly.
"Hey, Brother Yang, isn't this you?"
Dai Zhenhong looked at the TV, suddenly pointed, turned to Yang Huaping and smiled.
Yes, the big book suspended in the air was unfolded, and everyone saw that it turned out to be a photo album, and the first page showed a tall, thin, youthful-looking young man standing with a basketball in his arms and wearing shorts.
Photo under the basket.
Although it was the first time for Dai Zhenhong to see this photo, he still recognized from the appearance that this should be what Yang Huaping looked like when he was young.
"This kid, when did he take out the photos from home?"
Yang Huaping was embarrassed now. Yang Qian had not even said hello to him before, but now he was directly placed on the scene of the Spring Festival Gala, making him the focus of people's attention across the country.
The photos are presented one by one.
The next picture is a life photo taken by Yang Huaping and Hong Xiaoxia wearing work uniforms. The color photos at that time were relatively ordinary and looked a bit like wedding photos!
Hong Xiaoxia couldn't laugh anymore. She looked at the TV with a disgusted expression on her photo, and complained:
"Last time he asked me for photos and asked me to send them to him. How can I show them to others? Isn't this, isn't it for the whole country to see?"
"Haha, brother Yang, don't worry, you are going to become an internet celebrity!"
Dai Zhenhong chuckled.
He was just watching the excitement and didn't take it too seriously, but what Comrade Lao Dai didn't know was that if his identity hadn't been too special, he might have become the protagonist of this "photo album"!
Yang Qian discussed with Dai Yuni. Dai Yuni was also worried that her father's photo would be recognized by others once it was released, so she finally decided to change it to Yang Qian's.
When the photo turned to a photo of one-year-old Yang Qian standing in front of an old building with his father and mother, Yang Qian finally sang softly into the microphone.
"The old tree in front of the door sprouts new buds,
The dead trees in the courtyard are blooming again..."
Apart from anything else, Yang Qian's quiet, clear, tender and sad singing voice is very fascinating.
"There are so many words to say in half-survival,
Hidden inside a head of white hair..."
When they heard this, the audience in front of the TV had no big reaction.
After all, the first few sentences are like a movie lens, zooming in bit by bit from a telephoto lens. Yang Qian's calm and narrative voice seems to be slowly unfolding a picture about "Mom and Dad"
"The story was told at this time!
"The little feet in memory,
Meaty little mouth,
Give him your love all your life,
Just for the sound of "Mom and Dad..."
The book on TV is slowly turning the pages, as if there is an invisible hand pushing the passage of time. Yang Qian in the photo has grown up little by little, and there is a little sister beside him...
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Although Yang Shihan didn't know that her family's photos were going to be shown to the whole country, she already had a premonition when she saw the photos of her brother and father appearing on TV.
So, she covered her forehead in embarrassment, but still secretly turned her eyes to the TV, watching herself grow up little by little with her brother.
In fact, Yang Huaping and Hong Xiaoxia are still relatively young in the photos at this moment, and the only change is that the greenness on their faces has faded little by little.
Time left clear marks on their faces after Yang Qian was ten years old. Yang Qian grew taller and taller, while Yang Huaping and Hong Xiaoxia entered middle age, inevitably gained weight, and their hairlines moved back...
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"Where has the time gone?
I feel old before I can fully feel young,
Give birth to sons and raise daughters for a lifetime,
My mind is full of children crying and laughing..."
When it came to the chorus, Yang Qian sang very naturally, without deliberately raising his voice, but his emotions were rising step by step in his melodious and affectionate singing.
Even a girl like Yang Shihan who didn't have a boyfriend could hear the helplessness and sadness in his softened tone that made her skin numb and her heart tremble...
The photos on TV are actually her memories, because Yang Shihan also watched herself grow up little by little from a little baby, and also saw her father and mother getting older little by little.
Where did their youth go?
Probably, they all disappeared secretly in the sound of their own crying, right?
"Where has the time gone?
Your eyes are blurry before I even take a good look at it,
Half a lifetime of daily necessities, rice, oil and salt,
In the blink of an eye, all that was left was the wrinkles on his face..."
The second verse of the chorus directly caused Yang Shihan to collapse emotionally.
Although this song is written from a parent's perspective, the empathy it gives is universal.
Yang Shihan could also think of the reading glasses her father was wearing, as well as the increasing number of wrinkles and gray hair on her mother's face.
Isn't that so?
My brother and I grew up and came out of Hecheng and happily moved towards a new life, but my parents still stayed in Hecheng and grew old year after year.
She turned her head with red eyes, and she didn't expect to see her father and mother's wet eyes.
Dai Zhenhong also felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but wipe the tears that burst out of the corners of his eyes.
He really didn't expect Yang Qian to sing such a song, and it hit his heart directly.
"The little feet in my memory, the plump little mouth, I gave her my love all my life, just to say "Mom and Dad..."
When he heard this sentence, he burst into tears.
He still vividly remembers the happiness of the first few years when his daughter was born, but he didn't expect that so many years would pass by and he would become old all of a sudden.
Comrade Lao Dai refused to obey his elders. He was vigorous and resolute in the company. Everyone said that he was as energetic as a young man.
But getting old is still getting old, my physical condition is getting worse year by year, and my hair is getting grayer every year. These are all indisputable facts.
Fortunately, my daughter has grown up year by year. Although she is not in business and has inherited her own career, she is also preparing to attend the Spring Festival Gala, which has become her pride.
He would lament where the time went. He did not spend time with his daughter properly, so she grew up and he himself became old.
But what Dai Zhenhong thinks more about is relief, and more about hope.
He doesn't want to quit his stage too early, but also wants to protect his daughter for his wife.
It doesn't matter if I get older. I hope I can watch her live a good and happy life with this brat who always sings sensational songs...
Dai Zhenhong wiped his eyes again and looked at Yang Qian who was singing the chorus repeatedly with a complicated mood.