"Hey, I said Lao Chen, come here quickly, come here quickly, this, this, this..."

"What's wrong? I can't go to the toilet, why are you so anxious?" On the night of the Lantern Festival, Chen's father suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the party halfway through the evening of the Lantern Festival. He just insisted on reading his favorite sketch. When he entered the toilet, he was disturbed by Chen's mother. Naturally, he was in a bad mood and called out with some discomfort.

"You old guy, when can't you go to the toilet? Come here quickly. If you watch TV, will it be our Fanfan?" Chen's father responded unhappily, and was called back even louder by Chen's mother.

"What? Fanfan is having the Lantern Festival party?" At that moment, Chen's father stopped going to the toilet, rushed out of the toilet and came to the TV.

A familiar figure on the TV was fiddling with the guzheng in a hazy blue light column. He turned a deafening song, but just stared blankly at the boy who was on the TV and was trying to identify whether the boy was his son.

"Do you think this is our Fanfan? I think it seems!" Chen's mother said with some uncertainty.

There is no way, in the first half of the song, in order to highlight the singer's singing and artistic effect, the lights are too hazy and dim, which is indeed difficult to identify. But after all, it is Chen Chufan's mother, and naturally has a certain feeling for her most familiar son, but she is just not sure.

"It's so similar. Isn't our Fanfan just singing now? But if he was at the Lantern Festival Gala, why didn't he call us first to notify us? Are you not afraid that we would miss his program? By the way, did the host not report at the beginning of the program?" Chen's mother was not sure, and Chen's father was naturally even more unsure. However, he began to analyze the possibility that the person on the stage was his son from another direction, but came to a conclusion that he might be happy.

Chen's father didn't know that his son did not inform in advance just to give the two old men a surprise. At this time, Chen Chufan was about to call the two old men after his program and show off in front of his parents. As for the two old men who would miss his program? Don't joke. Starting from the launch of the Spring Festival Gala and Lantern Festival Gala at the Central TV Station, these two evening parties are the entertainment that the two old men can't beat during the Spring Festival, and have never changed.

"What kind of scene should I tell you? That Zhu Zhijun said that a mysterious singer sang "Jia Lan Night Rain" for everyone. There are small subtitles below. Maybe there are the names of the performers, but I can't see such small words clearly in my eyes!"

"Also, how can your son notify us? Think about it, if you can play the show on the central TV station, how busy you should be. You don't have time to have fun eating, so you can't even have to call us to notify us specifically? Moreover, my son also knows that we will watch every episode of the show, how can we miss it? Besides, even if we miss it, there will be a replay tomorrow. Maybe after the show is over, my son will make an arc for us!" After listening to Chen's father's analysis, Chen's mother was dissatisfied and retorted in a series of rebuttals.

Chen's father no longer said anything at this time. Because just as the two of them were quarreling, the lights on the stage began to light up gradually, and the familiar face had already appeared in front of them. Especially at this time, the cameraman gave their baby son a big close-up, which would make them unable to see clearly. This was undoubtedly the son they had raised for more than 20 years.

"God. It's really Fanfan. Our old Chen family has been counted as a person who can be on TV!" Chen's father slapped his thighs with both hands, and jumped up excitedly like a young man in his twenties. By the way, he pretended to be a believer of God.

"Oh my God, Fanfan is really promising! That's great, so good!" Chen's mother was still muttering to herself, and the phone at home suddenly rang in a hurry.

"My son is calling, son is calling!" Chen's mother, excited, hurriedly walked towards the phone in the bedroom.

"How could it be my son's? My son is still performing a show on stage!" Chen's father said dissatisfied. His basis for judgment was wrong, but the result was correct.

"Hey, who?" Chen's father's words calmed down the excited mother Chen calmed down. She called her son without picking up the phone.

"My Xiao Liu, Aunt Li, have you watched the Lantern Festival Gala on the Central TV station? It's like your Fanfan on the stage!" An excited voice began to report the good news to Chen's mother.

"I'm watching, I'm watching, thank you, Xiao Liu, I'm asking you to call me specifically!" Chen's mother said happily.

"Ah, it's really your Fanfan. I just looked like it. The singer's surname was Chen when I saw the subtitles just now. I called to ask. It's true, your son must have a great future! You can make a lot of money at this party? No wonder I could buy a house for you some time ago and bring two such beautiful girls home. I said Aunt Li, you will have no worries for the rest of your life with such a promising son!" The voice on the phone seemed even more excited than Chen's mother.

"Thank you, thank you, Xiao Liu!" The praise made Chen's mother not know how to answer. Fortunately, the person on the other side of the phone was more sensible.

"Okay, then I won't disturb you to continue to appreciate your son's performance. When you move to a new home, you must treat you!"

"Okay, no problem!" Chen's mother agreed happily.

"Then I'm dead, goodbye, Aunt Li!"

"Well, goodbye, Xiao Liu!"

When she hung up the phone, Chen's mother was already smiling from ear to ear. She was about to rush to the living room to continue watching the show. She seemed to have heard that at this time, the host of the TV evening party Zhu Zhijun had already begun to introduce her son. She was anxious to go and take a look at her son again, but the phone rang again at this time.

"Hey, sister, Chen Chufan is on TV!"

......

Chen Chufan was extremely depressed. When he sat in the hotel and watched his performance at the Lantern Festival Gala quietly and was about to call his home, he found that he could not call the phone any longer.

He obviously underestimated the impact that his appearance on TV would have on the small factory full of acquaintances and the relatives in his family. At this time, the busyness of the landline at his home was as good as a popular hotline. The two old men were already busy at this time and could not continue watching the party, so they could only take turns answering the phone and accepting various blessings from familiar people.
Chapter completed!