Chapter 95

"Thank you, thank you all!" Liu Zixia wiped away the tears she didn't know when, got up and bowed to the audience in the studio to thank them.

"I don't have to say thank you to us, summer. You remind me of my father."

"I just called my dad and said thank you."

"Child, it's you who let my son bow his head to me for the first time. I should thank him."

Netizens left messages in the message box, and more people are thanking Liu Zixia. Thanks for the song "father", which makes them feel the deep love of their father. Let them summon up the courage to say to their father: Thank you, say: I love you!

In the small window above the studio, Lin Yue is still wiping his tears with a tissue.

Xiong Xiong is a rare place to comment: "this song, good!"

"Where is good, it is very good!" Meng Changkong wiped his face, "I can't remember how long I haven't cried like this."

Huang said with a smile: "to tell you the truth, my old man has not been so emotional for many years! And what surprised the old man most was that the young man had improvised, and the completion of the song was perfect. Even the old man, I can't do that. "

"Mr. Liu is just a monster!" Lin Yue recovered from his sobs and said, "playing and singing directly without thinking, I even doubt if he already knew what problem Huang was going to solve."

"Ha ha!" Huang Lao laughed, happy like a child, "the old man wants to tell you his topic! Unfortunately, I haven't met you all the time. After this time, you should introduce me! "

"Mr. Huang, you are welcome."

At this time, Liu Zixia noticed several people chatting on the screen. Hearing Huang's words, he quickly said, "you are the old headmaster of Huaxi. Speaking of it, the boy is still your student. After this thing is over, the boy will visit you."

"That's a good feeling!" Huang Laohe happily said: "the old man is waiting for you at home!"

Liu Zixia and Huang said politely to the audience in the studio, "I received the news from Xia Yue before, and the poem of the second question has also been created. I'll send the screenshot now!"

In a few seconds, a screenshot of microblog was posted: "wanderer chant"

"The thread in my mother's hand, the jacket in my son's body.

I'm afraid I'll come back late.

Who said that inch grass heart, reported three Chunhui

This is a five character ancient poem with six sentences and thirty words. It uses the technique of white drawing. It describes the scene of a mother sewing her son's clothes before he leaves.

Any audience can understand that the main purpose of this poem is to praise the greatness of maternal love, that is, the love between mother and son. It's just the understanding of the whole poem, which needs professionals to explain.

So the audience went to the big guys of the @ Association on Weibo and asked them to explain.

At this time, there are new developments in Hua Chunsheng's microblog:

"@ Xia Yue's new five character poem" wanderer's chant "is very touching! At the request of the vast number of friends, we should make our own decisions and make a brief explanation!

In the first two sentences of this poem, two very common things, line and clothes, closely connect "loving mother" and "wandering son", and express the flesh and blood feelings of mother and son's dependence on each other.

3、 Four sentences, through the mother's action and psychological depiction of making clothes for the wanderer, deepen this kind of flesh and blood feeling. The mother's thousands of stitches and threads are tightly stitched because she is afraid that her son will not be able to return home.

Great maternal love is naturally revealed through the details of daily life.

The first four sentences are drawn in white without any modification, but the image of loving mother is very touching.

In the last two sentences, the traditional way of comparison is adopted: children are compared to grass, and maternal love is like spring sunshine. To express one's feelings, to eulogize one's mother's love heartily, and to express one's love from the bottom of one's heart. "

"Mr. Hua has annotated the poem, so we have to watch it quickly."

"I said how I feel when I read this poem, my heart is warm and my mother's love is everywhere."

"When it comes to poetry, if I don't support the wall, I will serve the summer moon!"

Many of the audience in the studio are Xia Yue's fans. After seeing Hua Chunsheng's microblog, these crazy fans forward Hua Chunsheng's microblog one after another. At the same time @ more people go to see this microblog.

Like snowballing in snowy days, this microblog spread more and more widely, and soon dominated a lot of hot topics.

Liu Zixia is not interested in these things. He stares at jinshitang and says, "jinshitang, Xia Yue has finished the poem in five minutes. Now it's 9:20 And you've been allowed another 15 minutes. Is it time to finish the poem?"

"Hum!" Jinshitang snorted coldly and said, "it's just poetry. As much as you want! Listen, my poem is called friendship: friendship is like water, light and long-term; Friendship is like tea, fragrant and pure; Friendship is like wine, strong and refreshing; Friendship is like rain, fine and continuous; Friendship is like snow, loose and bright

This poem is a bit interesting. It's just repeated and metaphorical, which makes people tired of listening to it.

However, the audience in the studio didn't care about the poems made by jinshitang. Anyway, this guy was just playing tricks, and it was not better than the poems. At least the poem could be connected into sentences, which was rare.

"The poem is done!" Jinshitang sneered, "I admit that this poem is not as good as Xia Yue, but so what? Besides, I don't think I can move Huang Lao in the second round, so I can admit defeat in this round. "

"Ha ha ha, see, old golden dog gave up!"

"I'm going to win in summer. The songs on panda music platform will download more than jinshitang!"

"Yes, two wins in three games. I only need to win two games in summer, and the last game is the same."

"Jin Laogou, if you want to keep your word, delete the number quickly and apologize!"

After hearing the words of jinshitang, the audience were overjoyed. It's not worth waiting for more than an hour today. At least they got a piece of good news. In the future, the entertainment industry will still be the same as the original one.

Compared with the audience, Liu Zixia is not so optimistic. He knows what kind of piss jinshitang is. He can't just quit the entertainment industry and apologize.

Sure enough, jinshitang said with a smile: "what if I give up this game? Who told you two wins in three games? As long as you don't win me in any of these three games, you won't win, and you have to quit the entertainment industry! "

Shameless! I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless!

"Golden dog, you are just a clean stream in the shameless world."

"In those days, after your father gave birth to you, why didn't he strangle you?"

"Lao Jin, my dog butcher's knife is hungry and thirsty!"

The audience's patience has been exhausted. Do you want to be so shameless? I'm looking forward to a contest. As a result, jinshitang is shameless again and again, which refreshes the audience's understanding of him.

In the face of the message area and the barrage, the abuse and curse from the audience, jinshitang face unchanged, still indifferent, as if did not put these abuse in mind.

In fact, that's exactly the case, because this competition is about all his platform accounts. Although he can default afterwards, who knows if those platforms will unilaterally delete all his accounts from the background under the pressure of public opinion.

In line with the idea of breaking the pot, jinshitang plans to carry out the shameless in the end.

Just when jinshitang wanted to say something more, Liu Zixia interrupted him directly: "the last question is you? You hurry up. I'll coax my family to go to bed early. I'm in a hurry. "

In a hurry? Look down on me?

Jinshitang's face became gloomy. He stared at Liu Zixia tightly and said: "you just said that you left home four years ago. You just felt guilty for your father. Don't you feel guilty for your mother? You also have children. You should understand that when you are pregnant in October and when you give birth, your mother has pain.

In the past four years, you have never been filial. Where is her son when other people can get together and enjoy the happiness of family? When other mothers can watch their sons get married and have children, what about their sons? And... "

"Jinshitang, wo. Cao. Your ancestors!" Liu Zixia finally couldn't help it. He was furious, and his face was ferocious.

It is true that Liu Zixia was an orphan in his previous life. He grew up in an orphanage when he was a child. Since he was a child, he admired other children and had parents to love.

After he came to this world, he thought that this life is the same as the previous life, and he no longer has parents' affection. But today, the last memory of his predecessor pops up and completely integrates with him, so that he completes his final transformation and understands that he still has parents and relatives in this world.

Liu Zixia, who is thoroughly integrated with her predecessor, has always felt guilty for her parents.

At this time, the old man of jinshitang even pierced his guilt face to face. It's like putting a knife in his fragile heart, which made him feel more guilty and angry at the same time!

At the moment, all the audience in the live room are also angry. Isn't this exposing people's scars in public?

"Wo. Cao. His ancestor's, golden dog, you are definitely born of a pig!"

"Jin, if I were your father, I would kill you!"

"I'm going to hire a bunch of local ruffians and hooligans. They go to his house every day to harass him!"

"Are you going too far, Mr. king?" At the top of the small window of the studio, Huang Lao's face was also gloomy. "Beating people without face, cursing people without exposing their shortcomings, you are too much!"

In the face of the gloomy Huang Lao, jinshitang put on an innocent expression: "Huang Lao, isn't what I said true? In this world, who doesn't want their children to have fun? Liu Zixia and his family failed to make a phone call for four years. Isn't that unfilial? "