The theory of evolution

Chapter 151

"Hello, Miss Bai." It was a viewer in his 40s. When he saw him stand up, Bai Shuying was a little surprised. Most of the people who came to the show today were young people in their twenties. The audience in front of him is old enough to be the father of many fans. He is wearing a linen black button-down shirt, his hair is combed meticulously, and there is no uncontrollable excitement in his expression, but an anxiety that cannot be concealed. , under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was a little embarrassed, and actually took out a cotton handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Such a person doesn't look like a fan of hers, let alone a groupie.

"Miss Bai, the thing is like this..." The audience calmed down and said, "Based on your understanding of the group of singing girls in the Republic of China, I wonder if you have heard of 'Oriental Nightingale' Bai Yumei?"

Hearing this, Bai Shuying was slightly taken aback, and the audience continued, "My ancestor is from Nanjing, and he liked to go to the opera house to listen to music when he was young. Yes, it is also the song of this Miss Bai. Later, when the Anti-Japanese War broke out, the family ancestor followed his parents to seek refuge abroad. After the war, he went back to China to search for Bai Yumei's whereabouts, but Bai Yumei has never been heard from, and I don't know where she went... "

"Sir," the host interrupted him, and kindly reminded, "After the show is over, we specially set aside time for Ms. Bai to communicate with fans. You can stay with Bai for your personal questions at that time." Ms. talk."

"No, no, it's too late..." The audience suddenly panicked. They didn't know whether to continue talking or just state their purpose. Seeing that the host had gone to pick another questioner, he panicked and said loudly , "Miss Bai, please listen to me!"

His voice made the scene instantly quiet. The host was taken aback, but soon came back to his senses. They had seen all sorts of strange audiences and fans, and this was not the first time they had encountered such a situation. His emotions, but Bai Shuying said before them, "I'm listening, please tell me."

The audience glanced at her gratefully, paused, and continued, "For so many years, even though I have lived abroad, my family ancestor has never forgotten Bai Yumei. A few days ago, the song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" was released, My daughter is a fan of yours, she likes this song of yours very much, and played it to the whole family, who knows, when my family ancestor in his 90s heard this song, he burst into tears on the spot."

Speaking of this, he sighed, "Perhaps your voice reminded him of that Mi Sibai. These days, he seems to be in a daze, and he keeps talking about going back to China, going back to Nanjing, and going back to Nanjing. Listen to the song of 'Oriental Nightingale'." As he spoke, his eyes became more pleading, "But with his current physical condition, he will not be able to return to his hometown in his lifetime. This time I came here specially from abroad. I would like to ask for your help to fulfill my family ancestor's wish for decades, and let him leave without regret."

"I wanted to wait until the end of the show to find you, but I just received a call. The hospital issued a critical illness notice. I don't know how long my ancestor can last, so..." He took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket with trembling hands, "Could you please try singing these songs?"

Hearing what he said, Bai Shuying was overwhelmed with emotion in her heart. In her previous life, she fell into prostitution, and her whole life was as light as dust. She always thought that no one would remember her after she died. On the other side of the ocean, there is another former fan of hers. Even though she is an octogenarian, she still has a memory of her in her heart.

(End of this chapter)