A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

After hearing Su Fan's explanation, everyone became even more convinced that Su Fan was definitely not a simple person.

The more secretive or evasive the information, the more it fuels speculation.

Next, Su Fan began his performance.

He had already set his sights on two people.

One of them is a singer named Zhou Yueyue.

Her high notes are extremely powerful, and her voice is both ethereal and penetrating.

The first time Su Fan heard her sing, the image of Sa Dingding from Earth immediately came to mind.

The other one is a singer named Chen Xiansen.

When Su Fan heard him sing, he felt that his voice was quite similar to that of Eason Chan on Earth.

Su Fan had specifically inquired about the backgrounds of the two men; both were seconded to the cultural troupe.

Su Fan had chatted with the two of them before, but at that time, they were both very polite to him, and that politeness contained a kind of distance that was just right.

After Jiang Wenli and Lin Chongguang left, Su Fan tried to contact them again and clearly sensed a change in their attitudes.

Actually, it's not fair to say that these two people are snobs.

This is just human nature.

Of all the people Su Fan knew, besides his childhood friends from the orphanage, only Qin Shen was someone who was instantly friendly and didn't care about his background.

The rest of the people only gradually got closer to Su Fan after he demonstrated a certain level of strength.

There's nothing to be harsh about.

Over time, these people genuinely came to regard Su Fan as a friend.

Back then, so many companies joined forces to target Han Tang Entertainment. In the midst of the turmoil, not a single person in the company backed down.

This bond forged in adversity is the truest of all.

It is human nature to respect clothing before respecting people.

Time reveals true character; whether or not a friendship can become genuine depends on the sincerity behind it.

This is the most authentic way for people to get along.

Therefore, Su Fan didn't rush to invite the two of them to join.

He thought that it would be best to first establish good relations before taking further steps.

The rehearsals continued day by day.

Soon, National Day will arrive.

The number of people watching the National Day Gala was no less than that watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Moreover, this year also includes the highly anticipated military parade.

The rolling iron torrents and the arrayed warplanes created a breathtaking spectacle, resulting in ridiculously high viewership ratings this year.

On this day, everyone stayed glued to their screens.

Seeing the strength the country has demonstrated fills me with pride and a sense of security.

After the military parade, a series of songs were sung.

As one wonderful program after another was performed, the festive atmosphere was gradually pushed to a climax.

Finally, it was Su Fan's turn to take the stage.

The host walked gracefully to the front of the stage, his voice steady and full of emotion:

"There is a deep affection called passing on the torch, and a comfort called fulfilling your wish. Decades ago, countless predecessors, cherishing a dream of light and prosperity, followed one after another, but ultimately could not witness the glorious world they had won with their lives. Tonight, let us use a song to let them see this land they loved so deeply, to see the mountains and rivers are safe and sound, and the country is peaceful and prosperous. Next, please enjoy the original song 'Fulfilling Your Wishes' performed by singer Su Fan!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the audience at the scene and in front of the screen were all shaken. An indescribable sense of excitement and emotion quietly welled up in their hearts.

The bullet comments and comment section were instantly flooded with messages.

"Wow, just hearing this introduction made my eyes well up with tears; it really touched my heart!"

"Su Fan! It's Su Fan again! How come he's everywhere? And every time it's a high-quality performance. This time he even got on the National Day stage?!"

"My grandfather is a veteran. He was wiping away tears while watching the parade, and now, hearing this introduction, he quietly turned the volume up a bit!"

"The whole family is seated—grandpa, grandma, dad, mom—just waiting to hear this song. Su Fan, don't let us down!"

……

Ye Beichen, the patriarch of the Ye family, was specially invited to watch the event.

The moment he saw Su Fan slowly walk onto the stage, the old man's eyes involuntarily reddened.

Xu Shuhan, who was sitting next to him, noticed his unusual behavior and whispered a reminder: "Old Ye, why are you getting sentimental? In public."

"I'm just... touched." Ye Beichen turned his face away and secretly wiped the corner of his eye.

Xu Shuhan didn't think much of it, assuming he was just caught up in the atmosphere. He smiled and leaned closer, saying, "You know what, I'm actually quite looking forward to Su Fan's song right now. Guess what level it will be?"

Listen carefully.

Ye Beichen only replied with three words, but his gaze never left the figure on the stage.

He wasn't simply moved by a song.

The spirited young man on the stage, the center of attention, was Ye's grandson, who had been separated from his family for over twenty years.

Now, their own child stands on such a stage, under the spotlight of the world, singing a song to honor their ancestors on behalf of the people.

This pride, this overwhelming feeling of regaining what was lost, cannot be fully expressed by the word "moved".

Meanwhile, in the Ye family's old house, the rest of the family members were also watching the National Day program on their screens.

Ye Yao has been discharged from the hospital. In fact, she had been thinking about going to find Su Fan these past few days.

But I heard that he was busy rehearsing with the National Day program crew, so I didn't bother him.

Today, apart from the old man Ye Beichen and Ye Wangcheng who were present, the rest of the Ye family gathered in the old house to watch the live broadcast.

When Su Fan's figure slowly appeared in the center of the stage, Zhao Ling's tears welled up instantly.

She stared intently at the screen, tears streaming down her face in large drops.

"Mom, don't cry..." Ye Yun gently held her mother's hand and handed her a tissue. "This is a good thing."

"I know, I know it's a good thing..." Zhao Ling choked up, tears streaming down her face. "I'm... happy... but my heart aches with joy... This child, all alone out there, has suffered so much to get to where she is today..."

Ye Yao and Ye Sicheng, standing to the side, gazed at the composed figure on the screen, their eyes brimming with tears. For a moment, no one spoke.

In the large living room, only the sound of the television flowed quietly.

All eyes were focused on that screen.

Focus on that young man who is about to speak.

A soothing prelude slowly flowed out.

Ye Wangcheng sat in the audience, looking at Su Fan on the stage. For a moment, he was overwhelmed with emotions and his heart was filled with turmoil.

To be honest, even now, he still hasn't figured out how to face his biological son.

The person on the stage clearly resembled his younger self in his eyes and brows.

That composure and integrity also faintly reveal Zhao Ling's gentleness.

Yet, this very child, with whom he shares blood ties, has been missed by his father for over twenty years.

These days, Ye Wangcheng has been carrying a heavy burden in his heart.

He often blamed himself, saying that as the person in charge, he had failed to protect his own flesh and blood, which allowed outsiders to take advantage of the situation.

For over twenty years, he, as the father, had been completely unaware that his son had usurped the family business.

Meanwhile, her real child lived alone and helpless outside for more than twenty years.

Whenever he thought of this, Ye Wangcheng felt that he had let the child down.

He couldn't even imagine how he should stand in front of Su Fan.

Is it the father?

But as a father, has he ever fulfilled his responsibilities even for a single day?

A thousand words are stuck in my chest, but I don't know where to begin.