Daughter Said: It’s a Shame To Have a Father Like Me - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: The scene before the break

Qing Hua’s Humanities Education Topic Selection Course.

Professor Zhao Mei broadcasted the headline [Yu Shuying’s Family Past] broadcast

Right now, every student was watching with great interest. Zhao Mei couldn’t help but feel disappointed as she looked at Yu Ye in disdain.

“I know why he wasn’t qualified as a father, according to Yu Shuying’s tone.

“It should be because Yu Shuying was famous. Her father felt a sense of loss, inferiority, and anger. This was common among the lower echelon. They did not have the ability to take in the achievements of the person in front of them.”

Zhao Mei was very realistic and believed in her own judgment.

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And now, Yu Shuying was four years old and five months old.

Her father went to work part-time. She opened the door and didn’t know that she had triggered the alarm. Then, she went to the rooftop to see the scenery.

In the past, it was her father who brought her here, but she couldn’t help but sneak in today.

Sitting on the rooftop, her long hair danced in the wind.

Even though she was four years old, her delicate features and cold aura were already filling the screen.

Then, under the sunlight, she sang a song alone.

Behind her was a row of rotten tail towers that carried the decaying aura of time.

She sat on the shabby floor, her short legs swaying with the rhythm of the song.

In this dilapidated environment, she looked like a little angel walking against the sun.

Thus, beside the other building less than 30 meters away, the cameraman Chen Cheng’s eyes lit up. He had come to take pictures of the local conditions. He had not expected to see this dusty little girl.

Especially that song, which came from the wind, made him feel sweet in this stinking environment.

Chen Cheng couldn’t help but ask,” Little girl, you look really good. Where did you learn your song?”

“This song is called Chong’er Fei.

“I wrote it myself. Mommy passed away. Daddy said Mommy became a worm, but one day, she would break out of her cocoon and transform into a butterfly. She would fly into the sky and cross the obstacles to look at me.”

At that time, Little Shuying was extremely beautiful and her voice carried confidence and determination.

She didn’t know that Chen Cheng had already excitedly pressed the recording button.

The little girl’s singing was already recorded.

When she said that the song was her original, all of this was clearly recorded by the camera.

Until the two of them bid farewell and waved their hands, Chen Cheng couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise. This girl’s parents had such good genes to be able to give birth to such an outstanding and intelligent child.

After that, he didn’t mind and uploaded it to Weibo. The caption was: [ Chong’er Fei, an original song by a four- or five-year-old child]

Chen Cheng didn’t know how much of a sensation his random posting had caused.

When the first fan saw it, he was immediately moved to post it.

10Th,100th,10,000th,100,000th.

Chen Cheng found out that the mobile phone card was not moving. He was unable to go online, because one of his posts caused too many people to be online at the same time.

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At this moment, on the other side of Shanghai, Chen Cheng’s private camera studio was on the top floor of a high-rise near the Yangtze River.

Now, Chen Cheng was in his forties. He was old, but with money, he was well-maintained and developed well.

But now, the other employees couldn’t help but be surprised to find out that this boss who handled things in an overbearing manner was actually sobbing.

Chen Cheng held the tablet and kept crying.

He cried and said,

“I understand!”

“I know why you refused for me to hire her!”

“I’m sorry!

“I’m sorry!!!

“I’m sorry!”

In the end, Chen Cheng wailed. The other employees were so scared that they didn’t dare to comfort him. They just looked at the content of the tablet out of the corner of their eyes, causing the boss to collapse.

Someone saw it. It was the Shanghai Stadium program.

Xiaoxue, the studio assistant, couldn’t help being surprised. Didn’t Chong’er Fei create the boss’s rise? Why was he crying? Who was he crying for?

The other assistants were also curious. There were also cameramen who opened the headlines and other special broadcasts.