So, with Yuan Wanqing's nod, Yan Zhusheng obediently came to the lottery box, reached out and pulled out a piece of paper.

"It's No. 1." The host took the note and showed it to the camera, "Teacher Yuan, it's a pity. I am the first one to take the stage today."

"It's a good start, it's pretty good." Yuan Wanqing said with a smile.

Soon, after everyone's lottery results were confirmed, Yuan Wanqing took Yan Zhusheng backstage to prepare.

After making some announcements, the host confirmed that preparations were completed backstage, then came to the center of the stage and announced with a smile:

"Then next, let's invite tonight's first singing competition duo, mother and daughter Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng, to present their new song to us - "It's Mom, I'm Daughter"!"

"Come on, come on!" Cui Suling had just finished using the toilet when she heard Xu Rongsheng urging in the living room. She hurriedly washed her hands without even drying them, so she hurried out and sat down on the sofa, "Have you started yet?

Has it started yet?”

"It's about to start." Xu Rongsheng pointed at the TV screen, "I'm already singing."

"What song?"

"'Mom, Daughter'." Xu Rongsheng said, "It seems to be about family. Please listen carefully."

"You should also listen carefully." Cui Suling rolled her eyes at him, "Reflect on why it is not called "Father, Son"."

"That's what you said." Xu Rongsheng suddenly laughed and shook his head, "Then Li Luo wrote it to Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng, so of course they should be named after that."

"Okay, okay, shut up." Cui Suling waved her hand and said, "Let's start singing."

"I don't know who kept talking." Xu Rongsheng muttered, then immediately shut up and started watching the show seriously.

on the TV.

As the stage lights gradually went out.

There was a moment of darkness in front of the screen.

Soon, the stage was set.

A figure came slowly.

The gradually increasing light also fell on her.

Yuan Wanqing walked to the back of the home chair on the left side of the stage, with a microphone hanging by her ear, holding the back of the chair with both hands, then came to the edge of the chair and sat down gently.

The orchestras on both sides of the stage also followed Yuan Wanqing's movements, playing soothing and soft music with a hint of nostalgia and warmth.

Different from the attire she wore in the lounge just now, Yuan Wanqing now put on a light brown home clothes. The makeup on her face was not bright and she looked very soft.

This outfit is associated with the title of tonight's song, and it immediately makes people think of her as a mother instead of a singer-star.

And just when the audience was wondering why Yan Zhusheng hadn't come on stage yet, as the music gradually started, Yuan Wanqing stroked the table with one hand, put one hand on her heart, and sang softly and tenderly:

"My child~"

“I don’t know if I’m doing enough?”

"I'm a first-time mother~"

This song is gentle and sincere, especially the last line. As soon as the first-time mother uttered it, Cui Suling, who was sitting in front of the TV, suddenly felt her heart tightening, as if she had been lightly poked in the chest by a thin needle, and she felt a faint palpitation.

The movement occurred for no reason.

"After that, every time you left home, you waved and said you were leaving~"

"It's easy to say goodbye~"

"But my heart will still be empty~"

The next few sentences pierced Cui Suling's heart.

When she listened to these lyrics, she thought of Xu Youyu now. Every time he went home, he couldn't stay long before he would escape to Bi Hai Lan Ting.

It was so easy to wave goodbye before leaving, but looking at the empty living room and the unoccupied small bedroom with one missing member of the family, Cui Suling felt a sense of emptiness.

However, before Cui Suling could feel sad, a slightly childish and clear voice sounded on the stage.

"Dear mother~"

“I don’t know if I’m doing enough?”

"This is my first time as a daughter~"

"But it's also the first time to do it for me~"

As the lyrics progressed, a figure slowly walked from the back of the stage.

Different from the casual clothes he wore in the lounge before, Yan Zhusheng was wearing a blue and white school uniform at this time, and he walked smartly from behind.

Carrying her schoolbag, she walked to the right side of the stage, turned back to look at Yuan Wanqing, and sang like this.

Looking at the girl in school uniform in front of the TV, many people were immediately drawn back to their former campus, and their memories suddenly became blurry and clear.

"Children can walk through heavy rain~to understand the principles of the world~"

"I can only nag because I can't help you anymore~"

Yuan Wanqing stood up from the chair, held her hands over her heart, faced the audience for the first two lyrics, then turned to look at Yan Zhusheng in the distance, stretched out a hand, and wanted to get closer, but stopped.

"Mom will stay in my childhood and call me a lot~"

"I said the flowers in the yard were blooming and I hung them on the subway first~"

At this time, Yan Zhusheng had already turned his head, carrying his schoolbag and his back to Yuan Wanqing. He raised his right hand to his ear and then lowered it.

"Did you eat in the morning? Did you go to bed on time?"

"Forgive me for only participating in your life like this~"

——"But I couldn't do it~so I didn't speak~"

"Have you got a meal yet?"

——"I don't want to lie to you~ but I'm afraid you'll be sad~"

"Are you tired?"

——"I found out after hurriedly hanging up the phone~"

The mother and daughter had a hurried and contradictory conversation, Yuan Wanqing approached step by step, and Yan Zhusheng turned around bit by bit.

Until the end, the two held hands tightly - "I miss you so much~"

At this moment, Cui Suling's head in front of the TV was numb, as if a series of electric currents flashed through her spine, all the way to the top of her head.

It was as if there was such a small brush that kept scratching and scratching the soft parts of her heart, sweeping out her tears.

When she thought of her good daughter not being with her, Cui Suling suddenly felt uncomfortable. She clenched her hands on her chest and burst into tears.

At this time, on the stage, Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng turned to face the camera, still holding hands.

The second verse of the main song cuts in, and Yuan Wanqing sings softly:

"My child~"

“I don’t know if I’m doing enough?”

"If letting go is a lesson~"

"Mom has never passed the exam in her life~"

Yan Zhusheng let go of her hand and took a step to the side, his tone beginning to sound a little willful and stubborn.

“It’s not my fault that I didn’t eat on time~ I’m busy~”

"If I let you know~ it would make me feel very guilty~"

"Your greetings~ I know it's for my own good~"

"But it also makes me feel~I have never been trusted~"

Yuan Wanqing quickly stepped forward, grabbed Yan Zhusheng's hand, and sang:

"Those who don't worry must not be mothers~"

"I know~I know everything~but I feel bad~"

Yan Zhusheng shook his head vigorously, shook off Yuan Wanqing's hand again, then turned around and sang hard:

"Please feel free to let me go to my life~"

"You are so brave and kind~ I look like you so you are not afraid~"

Yuan Wanqing walked forward slowly, took her daughter's hands, and sang tenderly: "One day you will also become a mother~"

Yan Zhusheng pursed her lips, lowered her head and sang: "On that day, will we embrace each other deeply?"

Afterwards, the two people finally hugged each other tightly, then turned around to face the audience again, and sang affectionately:

"Like a stream~traveling around the world~embracing back the river where it was born~"

"I hope you are loved~"

"I hope you will be happy~"

"I hope my hands can protect you from the wind~"
To be continued...