I’m Really a Superstar

Memorial Hall.

The memorial service began.

It was full of depression and crying, especially the children. The crying never stopped from beginning to end. Even Xiao Lu and many other lesbians shed tears again.

"Dad Wei!"

"Why are you leaving?"

"Dad Wei, please come back!"

"I said I would repay you when I grow up! Why! Oooh! Why don't you even give me such a chance to repay your kindness!"

"Dad Wei!"

"Don't leave!"

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Some people presented flowers, some lined up to bow, and some people lay on Editor Wei's body and cried, refusing to leave.

Zhang Ye looked at Editor Wei lying there peacefully and felt very guilty. If he had helped Editor Wei work overtime that day, and if he had not gone home, he might have been able to help Editor Wei when he had a heart attack. If he gives it a try, he might be able to be saved, but...

"The live broadcast has started!"

"Camera! Find the camera quickly!"

"Take this and leave the rest to the host in the live broadcast room!"

Reporters from TV stations and newspapers began to scramble.

…

at the same time.

Beijing City TV Station, BTV-News Channel.

"Dear viewers, the memorial service for Comrade Wei Jianguo has begun. We have seen that the leaders of the TV station, Editor Wei's colleagues, the children and parents who were helped by Wei's father, and some voluntary organizations from society came to pay their respects. All Dad Wei’s people were present, and from the cries and the heavy atmosphere at the scene, we could already feel how respected and loved Dad Wei was during his lifetime!”

The live broadcast is connected.

The background is a live camera, and the voice is that of the host in the live broadcast room.

Then, the host said: "Next, let's take over the live sound."

…

This way.

Wang Shuixin asked: "Is the live broadcast going through?"

"It's OK." The secretary went to ask. Although they were not on the same channel, they were colleagues from their Jingcheng TV station. He came back and said: "The whole process will not be broadcast live. It will only be broadcast for about ten minutes, but it is almost the whole process. It's almost time to say a few words to his family and a few words to the leader." If he is not a national-level leader, he will not have such a high standard. Although Wei Jianguo's deeds are now attracting national attention, he is still a The local station in Jingcheng gave me a ten-minute live broadcast, which was already a very high salary.

A leader from Jingcheng TV station also went to the camera side to supervise their work. Recording and broadcasting did not matter, but every live broadcast must be foolproof!

Zhang Ye, who had just come in, also went to Hu Fei, Xiao Lu and the others.

Hu Fei whispered: "The live broadcast has started, stop talking and discussing."

Hou Geen said, "We understand."

Behind, a woman in her early twenties who had been standing next to Editor Wei's body came out. Because the memorial hall was relatively large and it was live broadcast, she was handed a microphone by a TV station staff member. This was to the greatest extent possible. Ensure the volume effect of the live broadcast and avoid not hearing the sound during the live broadcast.

This is Editor Wei’s daughter—her name is Wei Ying.

Wei Ying stood up with the microphone and said, "Thank you everyone, thank you everyone for attending my father's memorial service. Originally, we didn't want to hold this memorial service because my father didn't like extravagance during his lifetime, but I still thank you all for your participation. Let my father leave with dignity, with so many people seeing him off." After saying that, she paused and said: "Many reporters have asked me before, do I feel proud to have such a father? People think I would say yes..." At this point, she chuckled and said, "It's not actually the case!"

"Well."

"What do you mean..."

"What did she want to say?"

Everyone didn't know why and started whispering.

Wei Ying looked at them, "I don't feel proud for a moment. My dad has never bought me a new dress since I was sensible. My mother bought them for me secretly. Ever since I went to school, my My father never attended a parent-teacher meeting. He had to work during working hours, and during his breaks he would be busy picking up bottles and helping other children. But I was not among the people he needed help. Even I ranked first in college. My father didn’t even help me pay the tuition for the semester. He went to help other children. It was me who worked for three months, washing dishes and cleaning rooms, and earned the tuition, which was finally replenished for the school! "

No one spoke.

Wei Ying looked very calm, "Why should I be proud? What should I be proud of? I know my father is a good man, and I know he has a noble personality, but I never think he is a good father!"

The more than one hundred children who were helped by Editor Wei all lowered their heads silently. Some even dared not look into Wei Ying's eyes. They felt indescribable in their hearts.

One parent said: "I'm sorry!"

"Son, I'm sorry!" Another parent also shed tears.

For the sake of their children, Wei's father neglected his own daughter. They were too embarrassed to face this young girl!

Wei Ying said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. You don't need to apologize. I don't mean to blame anyone." As he said that, he searched among the crowd, his eyes fell on Zhang Ye's face, and he nodded slightly to him. , and then said: "My father's favorite poems during his lifetime were Teacher Zhang Ye's poems. He loved them so much that he would read Teacher Zhang Ye's works almost every day. I have also read them. One of the poems touched me very much. This poem Poetry is exactly what I have always wanted to say to my dad! And today, I have to tell him!"

say what?

Want to complain?

Or want to question?

Everyone listened quietly.

Turning around, Wei Ying looked at her father's body. She looked at it gently for a long time. A tear fell from the corner of her eye and she said: "You see me or you don't see me, I'm right there, neither sad nor happy." .You miss me, or you don’t miss me, the love is there, it doesn’t come or go. You love me, or you don’t love me, the love is there, it doesn’t increase or decrease. You follow me, or you don’t follow me, my hand is there In your hand..." Wei Ying took her father's cold hand and held it tightly, "...I will never leave you!"

At this moment, many people were crying!

The people present, including the audience in front of the TV!

What a complicated emotion this is, everyone may not be able to understand or empathize with it, because they have never experienced it, but they all know two things: Father Wei is a good person; Father Wei’s daughter... has never been Don't hate him!

Zhang Ye also had mist in his eyes. This scene reminded him of a scene in "If You Are the One 2", except that it was a movie and made up, but this scene was real! But it is actually happening before our eyes!

A father who doesn’t know if he’s good or not!

And a...very good daughter!

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