What to do if you become famous too fast

"Brother Huan's chess fans are here for sightseeing."

Seeing the barrage, Wang Huan's fans were a little dumbfounded.Only then did they realize that Wang Huan was not only a singer, but also a piano master, poetry master, chess master, director, actor...

Everyone gasped, Wang Huan was too unnatural.

This is not over yet, and there are still many content on the barrage that make their blood boil.

"Hafen came to support Brother Huan."

"Yu Fan also supports Brother Huan, and hopes that Brother Huan can hand over 'Yinv Wugua'."

"Fei Fan is here to help Brother Huan."

"Fans of the Twelve Little Heavenly Kings have come from afar, hoping that Brother Huan's new song will reach new heights."

That's right, today's Wang Huan also has a lot of influence in the entertainment industry, and he is no longer fighting alone.Even if some people want to touch him, they have to weigh the consequences.

At this moment, Wang Huan is sitting in front of a piano.

This is an artist rehearsal room of Tianxing Film Company.

Let him use it for live broadcast for the time being.

After he started the live broadcast, the popularity of the live broadcast room ushered in another surge.

Instantly climbed to more than 8000 million.

In other words, at this moment, he just started the live broadcast, and the popularity level has surpassed that of Peng Ping's live broadcast room.

"Wow, I finally waited for Brother Huan to broadcast live."

"Fuck, Fuli! Brother Huan wants piano accompaniment for his new song?"

"Song Quiz: Is Brother Huan's song a warm version or a tear-jerking version?"

"Quick, quick! Sing, I can't wait."

"I'll fuck you up... Who the hell was messing with the live broadcast of the bottle just now? Get out!"

Wang Huan didn't watch the barrage, and even if he did, he couldn't see it, because the barrage was too scary.

He smiled slightly and said to the camera: "Friends of Douyin, hello. Thank you for watching my live broadcast tonight. I will bring you a new song tonight. I hope that after listening to this new song, you can Spend more time with your parents in normal times, and don’t let yourself leave regrets.”

"New song "Where Did Time Go", please listen to it."

After finishing speaking, he played the piano accompaniment.

The soft sound of the piano sounded, as if carrying a trace of memory, making people's hearts gradually quiet down.

The barrage is significantly reduced.

Soon, the prelude is over.

Wang Huan's slightly sentimental singing sounded, with a hint of depression.

"The old tree in front of the door grows new shoots

The dead trees in the yard are blooming again

Half survived a lot of words

Hidden in a head full of white hair"

It was still a plain singing voice and plain lyrics, but it made many people tremble in their hearts.

A small courtyard naturally appeared in front of many people.

In this courtyard, they spent their childhood, youth... until they grew up.

Year by year.

Watch the flowers bloom and fall.

Time passed so imperceptibly.

There are countless beautiful and countless memories of them.

But when they looked back suddenly, they found that their parents' black hair had turned gray.I have grown up, but my parents have also become old.

The barrage is sparse.

"I'm homesick."

"A very sentimental song."

"My heart was suddenly touched."

"My heart is hurting... I don't know why."

Many people fell silent.

Wang Huan's singing continued and reached the ears of every netizen through the live broadcast room.

"Little feet in memory

chubby little mouth

Give him love all your life

Just for the sound of parents"

I don't know how many people who are listening to the singing, their eyes suddenly become moist when they heard this.

Yes, parents have given us the best, and never ask us for anything, just because we call them mom and dad.Because of the sound of parents, they shoulder the mission of a lifetime and are soaked in a lifetime of love.

This is the parent.

Because of that parent.

He poured all his love into his children.

At this moment.

The sound of the zither became louder. Wang Huan raised his head and looked at the deep sky in the darkness. The singing sound touched everyone's heartstrings with a touch of shock.

"where did all the time go

Not enjoyed young age good enough before turning old