The stepmother of a wealthy family became popular by relying on reverse posting on her baby

This is freedom…

It can help him detect it.

"Mr. Ren, are you ready?" the staff next to him asked.

"Ready."

"Okay." The man stretched out his hand and pushed.

"Ah!" Many people screamed. He watched Ren Yunlin fall from the high platform. They all ran to the edge and looked down. I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Ren Yunlin yelled as if to vent his anger. "Ah!! Ah!!!"

He screamed many times.

It fell for a long time before it was stopped. You can reach out and touch the clouds.

Everyone had goosebumps on their bodies.

"My legs feel weak just looking at it like that."

"I heard that artists are easily closed off. I guess Mr. Ren really wants to experience these thrilling projects."

"To tell you the truth, I have heard some rumors that Mr. Ren's mental state is not very good."

However, after he appeared on the variety show, it seemed that no one felt that way anymore.

Just like ordinary people.

"husband."

"father!"

Lin Fangyu and Xiaodudou both looked down. shouted. "you are great!"

I don’t know if Ren Yunlin heard it or not. His eyes were slightly wet. In recent years, few people have praised him for his greatness.

Don't know why. Or is there really no progress in his paintings? As a result, when everyone sees his works, they always look ordinary.

There are not many comments to make in the reviews.

He always wants to gain approval from others. But you can't get it.

But he understands now. The first thing he should be recognized for should be his own heart. It is his recognition of his paintings.

"Ren Yunlin! You can do it!" "Your paintings are still unique!"

Those obstacles drifted away little by little with the wind.

Wait for Ren Yunlin to come up. His face actually looked better than when he went down. He hugged Lin Fangyu. "Honey, I will definitely get better and better in the future."

This is a belated hug.

Lin Fangyu no longer remembers how long it has been. How long had he been immersed in his paintings?

Now I finally wake up a little bit.

The second person to stand up was Robinson. Wu Zichun kept holding his hand and never let go. It was a bit dumbfounding to call Robinson.

"Honey, don't worry, I'll be fine."

"But I'm still worried."

"I usually feel a lot of pressure when boxing. If I'm not good enough, how can I get a medal back for my wife, right?"

Wu Zichun grunted twice, but still refused to let go. She felt that it was not necessary to obtain these ten points. Anyway, their red wine is already so sour.

This made Robinson smile helplessly. He could only push her hand away. "Just stand here and watch."

He jumped down with a leap. Didn't even wait for the staff to push.

In the live broadcast room footage. Everyone seemed to see a small rocket rushing down. Shocking.

"Hey, daddy can fly." Xiao Tiantian sucked the juice and looked down. "Why does it only fly down? It flies up anyway. Isn't it as good as that little bird?"

If Robinson heard this, the chain would probably be broken from his waist.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't hold back either.

"Britney is so cute. She also wants Robinson to fly up."

"My child, don't you have a pair of wings?"

"Robinson: My leaky little cotton-padded jacket."

"Luo Jinxun!" Wu Zichun was so moved that he almost cried. Just to get those ten points for her. Robinson actually jumped.

Until Robinson came up. She was still in emotion. This prompted Robinson to hug her again and again.