supergiant age

Chapter 488 Little Girl Momo

Looking at Yi Shuihan who was talking eloquently on the screen, Cheng Guanghao couldn't help admiring him.

Before, he was a little worried that Yi Shuihan would say the wrong thing and be blamed by netizens, but judging from the comments, more viewers appreciated Yi Shuihan's answer.

The entertainment reporters were naturally a little disappointed. The answer they wanted was to criticize Zhao Xudong or think they were equal to or better than Xu Wenbin and others, but Yi Shuihan didn't give them this chance.

But at least they have some content, they can write about Yi Shuihan's high EQ in the article.

Time passed slowly, the number of people in the live broadcast room continued to increase, and the number of people online gradually exceeded 200 million, 300 million, and finally stabilized at around 500 million.

Yi Shuihan looked at the backstage, and found that the amount of rewards had reached more than 54 yuan!After drawing [-]%, his income reached [-]!
This is really astonishing, but Yi Shuihan also knows that this is because he can earn such income because of his first live broadcast recently.

Yi Shuihan chatted with the fans for a while, and then picked up the guitar that he hadn't played for a long time and sang a few songs to the fans.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't played and sung for a long time, but Yi Shuihan's singing effect was not very good, but the audience all expressed their support.

They haven't heard Yi Shuihan sing for a long time, and they will still be moved by the emotion in the song when they listen to it again.

The so-called classic songs are like this, time goes by, time flies, when you hear this song again, you will still find it beautiful!

After playing and singing, Yi Shuihan will continue to chat with the audience.

It was past eleven o'clock, and Yi Shuihan's voice was a little hoarse.

Although his fans wanted to watch Yi Shuihan and listen to him speak and sing like this, they couldn't help but feel sorry for his throat, fearing that he would be tired, and advised him to rest.

Yi Shuihan said with a smile: "Alright, we will select one last viewer to ask questions today. After the end, everyone will rest early. I will be on the live broadcast when I have time in the next few days."

Taking advantage of these few days of rest, Yi Shuihan wanted to live broadcast a few more times. After filming, he probably won't have the time.

The comment area was full of jubilation, and everyone began to look forward to tomorrow's live broadcast.

As the host, Cheng Guanghao was also a little tired. He cheered up and said, "Okay, let's connect with the last lucky audience now."

He pulled the list of online viewers and randomly connected with a viewer named "Momo".

"Hello, Momo, is there anything you want to say to Ahan?" Cheng Guanghao asked with a smile.

There was silence during the call, and after a while, he said in a slightly soft voice: "Can you say anything?"

Now the audience is all in high spirits, it seems that the cute girl on the call doesn't play cards according to the routine.

Is she trying to confess her love or asking some shocking questions?

The entertainment reporter also cheered up and watched the live broadcast all night. Although there were some gains, they still had something to say.

If this can lead to an explosive question in the end, it would be worth waiting all night for nothing.

Yi Shuihan moved closer to the microphone and said, "Yes, Momo, what do you want to say?"

The other end of the phone fell silent again, and during this brief silence, everyone could feel her struggle.

Yi Shuihan waited quietly, and after more than a minute, the girl named Momo finally spoke again: "Brother Shuihan..."

The girl's voice was soft and weak, with a little childishness. She seemed young, and there was a little helplessness and hesitation in her soft voice.

Yi Shuihan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately responded softly: "I'm here! Can I help you with anything?"

Yi Shuihan clearly sensed that this audience was different from other LINK fans. She was not excited, but rather depressed and helpless.

There was another short silence, and then the message from the soft voice made everyone freeze suddenly and couldn't help holding their breath: "My father passed away five days ago..."

The entire comment area fell silent, and even those entertainment reporters who wanted big news listened attentively to this soft voice.

"He's an honest farmer, quiet, and likes to smoke cheap five-dollar cigarettes.

I remember the first time he took my hand to go to school. There were many people in the school. His calloused hand held my hand, a little tight and a little warm.

The first time I failed the exam, I didn’t dare to go home, but he caught me, he pulled me up and went home without saying anything, and tore up my summer homework and asked me to rewrite it, and I swore I would never talk to him again.

Crying for a doll, he took me into the city to buy it at night.

Lai stayed at grandma's house, it was the only time in his life that he slapped me across the face, and I swore that I would never kiss him again.

I was alone at home due to heat stroke, and he took me home to see a doctor, and rarely hugged his shoulders tightly, as firmly as if he was hugging a mountain.

He didn't pass the high school entrance examination, he didn't say a word, wiped his face and asked others to lend me money to pay the private high school tuition, it was the first time I saw him so stubborn and bowed his head..."

Momo's voice became deeper and deeper, but millions of people in the live broadcast room were listening quietly, the story about her father, or every father's story...

"Every time he rides a motorcycle to send him downstairs to my dormitory. Once in self-study, a classmate from a good family asked me, did you come here today on a motorcycle? I saw it, and you asked him to send him downstairs. Really bad.

I froze for a moment and said, yes, ha ha.

A classmate who I have known for a long time said that it was his father, and everyone laughed contemptuously for a long time.

The shoes in physical education class were broken, so I called my mother to give them to me. My mother said to ask your father to go. I said don't come, and hung up the phone.

In the afternoon, my mother borrowed a relative's car to deliver it to me, and even drove to the teaching building, but I didn't take it seriously.

Since then, my father has never sent me to the dormitory again, and only left me far away from the school gate...

Once the school asked me to get a certificate, but I forgot to bring it. The teacher was about to hand it in, so I called him and asked him to send it quickly.

I remember that it was raining heavily that day, and I was waiting for him at the doorman. A commercial vehicle stopped at the door in about 10 minutes. I glanced at it and continued to wait for him on a motorcycle.

A familiar figure ran down from the car. He came over and put the certificate in my hand, and left without saying anything, leaving me alone in the rain for a long time.

He never said anything.

Just like when he left, nothing was left behind.

Cerebral hemorrhage caused by high blood pressure went so suddenly that I couldn't react to anything.

During the vigil, my relatives were wiping away tears, but I couldn't cry.

During the cremation, everyone was crying, but I still couldn't cry.

He will be buried tomorrow, and we will never see him again..."

Momo whispered in this way, about the ordinary but great father, about the past that is about to say goodbye...

The audience was silent, a little sad in their hearts, but at the same time worried about the little girl.

While everyone was comforting Momo, the little girl continued to speak: "But there is a reality in my heart that I dare not face..."

(End of this chapter)