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"This~"

"Everyone, today Chen Xi practiced piano all morning, for fear of giving you a bad performance: she is very tired now and needs a rest."

"If you are interested, you can interview later. This is everyone's support today." Chen Xi heard so many people asking herself to sing another song, and she was at a loss.

Because the people here today are all elderly people who have experienced everything in the world.

Regardless of pain or beauty, most people in the audience have experienced it.

Suddenly hearing the song Chen Xi sang, everyone felt the same.

It's like finding a soulmate who meets late.

Zhu Pingxu saw Chen Xi's bewilderment, put down his violin and walked to Chen Xi, picked up the microphone in his hand, and looked at the emotional audience in the audience.

Then left the starring stage with Chen Xi.

"Next, I have invited the most prestigious old Mr. Stephen in our music circle to come on stage to judge the performances of Chen Xi and Zhu Ping." The host on the side saw Chen Xi and Zhu Ping step down, and quickly picked up The manuscript of his program walked onto the stage and said.

After the introduction, most people in the audience heard the host introduce Stephen again.

Not to mention how famous Stephen's fame is abroad.

Even in China, most of the people present today are people who have a good understanding of music. Everyone heard that Stephen will personally come on stage to judge the performances of Chen Xi and Zhu Ping: everyone in the audience is even more emotional.

There was a burst of warm applause, and everyone held their breath.

I want to hear Stephen's evaluation of Chen Xi.

"Hello everyone, I am Stephen, a musician who plays the piano."

"Papa~"

"Papa Papa~" Stephen stepped onto the stage and briefly introduced himself, and then there was another round of warm applause.

"Chen Xi is a very good mother and a very good modern woman: she is independent, strong and brave."

"To tell you, I met Chen Xi, an excellent woman when I was in France."

"At the time, she was a single mother, and she took her son: that is, my student."

"She took her two sons in France. In the words of you Chinese, you are dependent on each other: Chen Xi is a woman who likes piano very much. No, if I can ~ I would rather call her a girl."

"She needs to raise her son, she gave up the piano, she sent her son to my school to learn piano: she is a girl, in a country as big as France, has made clothes for all kinds of women Designed and received translations from various companies."

"Since her son was not born, she went to France, a girl: in a huge city in France, bearing responsibility and pressure, she did not choose to abandon her son, but chose to stay away from her own country, with her own son."

"She is a very strong girl. She didn't bow to the responsibility and various reasons. I admire her very much."

"I chatted with her and learned by accident that she was a girl who was very afraid of pain, but I admired her: for the sake of responsibility, I could endure pain that I never dared to bear, and gave birth to her son in the hospital. "

"I have never admired anyone in this country of China. I only admire her, Chen Xi, a woman." Stephen stood on the stage with all the surrounding lights turned off. He was the only one standing on the huge stage: hands Holding a microphone inside.

Facing the auditorium.

Using his natural Chinese language, he expressed his views on Chen Xi.

Maybe it was not enough, Stephen took a sip of the plain boiled water brought on the stage by the assistant next to him, and continued to speak.

"Today I saw Chen Xi sitting in front of the piano again, I was very pleased."

"I hope that every day in the future, she will be able to sit in front of the piano as she does today: living the life she likes and doing what she likes to do."

"He should be favored by God, she should be descended by the lucky angel, these are all she deserves."

"Thank you for listening to my old man saying so much."

"Papa~"

"Papa Papa~"

"Papa Papa~"

After Stephen finished speaking, he bowed slightly to the audience, and then there was applause from the audience that was as shocking as a mountain torrent.

No one noticed that the tears of Jiang Mu and Zhang Ruolan, who were sitting in the first row of the audience, had already crossed their cheeks.

No one noticed that when Jiang Mochuan, who was sitting on the side holding Jiang Yuechen, heard Stephen’s words, his heart was twitching: Jiang Mochuan’s eyes were full of tears, but Jiang Mochuan had been tolerated all the time. Control did not flow out.

He Mingrui, who was sitting next to Jiang Mochuan, felt painful when he heard what Stephen said.

He knew in his heart that Chen Xi must be his aunt’s daughter. There would not be so many coincidences in this world: Hearing Stephen talked about how difficult it was when Chen Xi was alone in France, He Mingrui really wished to rush there now. Go backstage and tell Chen Xi.

She is the little princess of their He family, and her mother is from the He family.

But He Mingrui could not do this.

"You die old man, are you so hard-hearted?"

"We don't know how Xi'er this girl lived before. She gave birth to a son for your Jiang family alone, and you don't want to accept her as a daughter-in-law: you still ridicule her every day." Jiang's mother cried more and more. Da, in the end he threw himself into Father Jiang’s arms and cried loudly.

When Father Jiang heard what Stephen said, his heart was uncomfortable.

How could he be dissatisfied with Chen Xi's daughter-in-law, he was already very satisfied with Chen Xi's daughter-in-law.

I just don't know how to accept Chen Xi.

...

"Xi'er, I didn't expect you~" Zhu Ping took Chen Xi to the backstage lounge. Wen Mengyang was waiting in front of the stage to judge Chen Xi. Only Zhu Ping and He Panxia were with Chen Xi.

"Sister Ping, it's okay, don't worry about me." Chen Xi knew what Zhu Ping wanted to say.

Zhu Ping and He Panxia must have heard those words that Stephen said.

But what can I do?

It is impossible for her to return to the audience to accuse Jiang Mochuan of how she treated herself before, nor can she accuse Jiang's father of being dissatisfied with everything in front of everyone.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, let's talk about the performance." When Zhu Ping heard that Chen Xi didn't want to talk about these things, she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, then looked at Chen Xi and said with a smile.

"What about the performance today?" Chen Xi took a tissue from the table and handed it to Zhu Ping, then asked.

"Xi'er, thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, today's performance would not have been so successful." Zhu Ping looked at Chen Xi with excitement and said. She has done so many performances and has never been so perfect. Accident.