Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As there were guests singing in the middle of the courtyard, in order to maintain silence, the microphones of the other guests were turned off.
The netizens could only see Little Xinyuanâs movements, but they could not see what Little Xinyuan had said to his mother. They were very anxious! However, looking at Little Xinyuanâs cute appearance, they wanted to vote for him now!
Fei Feiâs votes were out as well. She was far ahead, with 630,000 votes. She had the highest number of votes.
The last to appear were Jiang Xinyuan and Zhang Nan.
The childrenâs votes were basically between 300,000 and 400,000. Before singing, Jiang Xinyuan said, âHello everyone, my name is Jiang Xinyuan. Iâll sing next. Although my singing might not be perfect, I still hope that you can support me.â He even bowed.
The staff was very cooperative and only played the music after he finished speaking.
[Iâm going crazy. Iâm going crazy from Little Xinyuanâs politeness. Why wasnât I so cute when I was young?]
[Little Xinyuan is really a well-educated child. Vote!]
[Count me in. Unfortunately, I can only vote once. Itâs too little!]
[Under such circumstances, I have to call my parents and help me vote. Count it as my three votes!]
[Iâm a fan. Little Xinyuan is too sensible.]
[Did you just like him? Isnât it a little late?]
When Feng Fei saw Jiang Xinyuan greeting the netizens, he was extremely vexed. âWhy didnât I think of that? If I had known earlier, I would have greeted the netizens too and pulled votes at the same time!â
Huo Ran thought for a moment and finally came up with an answer. âBig
Brother is Big Brother. Heâs different from the common run.â The words âdifferent from the common runâ were so funny coming from his mouth! He actually knew how to speak idioms?
Zhang Nan chuckled. âHuo Ran actually knows how to speak idioms?â
âAunt Zhang, whatâs an idiom?â Huo Ran looked confused.
Zhang Nan: ââ¦â
Fei Fei smiled. âLooks like I wonât be able to keep my first place.â
Although Jiang Xinyuan was young, his singing was especially good. His voice was still very tender, but it was also because of this immaturity that he gave off a pure feeling. He really worked hard. He really wanted to win a grand prize for his mother, so he tried his best to sing every syllable correctly. In addition, the netizens had a good impression of him, so there were naturally many people voting.
Just as Fei Fei had said, Jiang Xinyuanâs votes had indeed surpassed hers and were still soaring.
âLittle Xinyuan is indeed amazing!â Fei Fei could not help but be surprised. Although Fu Xinâs singing was not good, Jiang Xinyuan did not inherit it from her at all. Instead, he sang especially well, like a little singer.
âThere has to be someone in our family who can do it! Otherwise, wouldnât it be very miserable?â When Fu Xin said this, there was a hint of pride. Who asked her Little Xinyuan to sing so well? There werenât many sons like him, but that was just a joke. In fact, she felt that having a Little Xinyuan was enough.
In this world, Little Xinyuan had brought her many surprises and happiness. If she were to return to her original world one day, she might not be willing to leave because of him.
When Zhang Nan heard Fu Xinâs words, she glared at her. Wasnât she talking about her family?!
Fu Xin reacted and quickly covered her mouth.
[What kind of godly trick is this? I actually feel that Little Xinyuan sings better than Fei Fei.]
[Little Xinyuanâs voice is so pleasant to listen to! I feel like my heart has been healed after listening to his song.]
[I was dragged here by a friend. I was right to come.]
[Why is this child so handsome and has the temperament of a tyrant? What will happen when he grows up?]
[He doesnât need to grow up. I want to marry him on the spot.]
[The person above, heâs working so hard for Fu Xin. Forget about the other woman!]
[So sad.]
Little Xinyuanâs final vote was 890,000. He was the first in the entire venue.
The second place was Fei Fei, the last place was Fu Xin, and the second last place was Zhang Nan.
The director said that he would give out the prizes before dinner.
At this time, the guests began to do the movable printing. Today, the last line of the poem was engraved. Tomorrow, it will be their respective signatures. The day after tomorrow, they would test the final results of the movable printing.
A week was about to pass. The netizens were still a little reluctant. Usually, when they went to work, they always felt that time was slow. However, ever since they saw this variety show, they wanted time to pass slower.
Fu Xin didnât care about these things at all. She was only worried about her masterpiece. The word Fu was a little difficult to engrave. She hadnât engraved it for a long time and had wasted a lot of raw materials.
At this moment, Jiang Xinyuan suddenly took out the melon seeds that Fu Xin had given him yesterday. After seeing the melon seeds, he suddenly thought of something and quickly ran to the bathroom..