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Chapter 136 - 136: For Mom, 1 Must Work Hard

Chapter 136: For Mom, 1 Must Work Hard

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Yes!” The director nodded.

“That is,” After thinking for a long time, Fu Xin didn’t know how many votes she could get. She thought about it and decided to forget it. ‘You should just tell me the answer!” She didn’t want to think about it anymore. It was too exhausting.

“Fu Xin’s score is negative 240,000!” The director’s loud voice resounded throughout the courtyard, immediately attracting ridicule and comments.

[A heavenly voice! I’ve never heard such a nice song. I’m talking about Fei Fei.

Forget about Fu Xin.]

[Fu Xin! Your singing ability isn’t strong, but your creative ability is quite strong. You completely made up another song.]

[Did you guys see that? Fu Xin was beating the beat just now. She was so serious! She actually sang like this. It’s unimaginable.] [Little Xinyuan is so engrossed in listening to it. It’s been hard on him.]

[It’s hard on everyone who has heard her sing, okay?] [I went out and came back. Is Fu Xin done singing?] [She played tone deaf to the extreme.]

[Hahahaha, is that a song? It feels like a rap.]

The little ones had yet to learn mathematics and did not know what negative numbers meant, so they all started to ask their mothers. The mothers were also confused. They didn’t know where to start. If they talked about it, they probably wouldn’t even have enough time for a class.

At this moment, the director finished his interview with Fu Xin. She walked straight over and saw the puzzled gazes of the children. She explained, “A negative number means opposition. A positive number means support. I’m a negative number, which means that there are fewer people who support me and more people who oppose me.”

Fu Xin was concise, but the little ones still didn’t understand. Their eyes seemed to be drawn in circles, and they were already confused.

Jiang Xinyuan walked in and held her mother’s hand. Fu Xin also touched his soft little face. “Now that I have negative 240,000 points, it means that at least 240,000 people don’t like to hear me sing and oppose me. If no one has a lower score than me, I will be last.”

Fu Xin was carefree, as if she didn’t care about the outcome of this competition at all. Singing was something that was innate and couldn’t be forced, so she let nature take its course.

This time, the little ones finally understood.

Feng Fei remembered that when he was choosing a house, he had drawn the worst room, room five. At that time, Auntie Fu had encouraged him to be brave. Now, he encouraged Fu Xin. “Auntie Fu, you have to be brave. The last place will definitely not be a good thing. Don’t cry.”

Fu Xin raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng Fei. Feng Fei hid behind Fei Fei guiltily, as if he felt that he had said something bad.

“You’re right. The last place is definitely not a good thing, just like the director.” Fu Xin was carefree, as if she was joking with the director, but she didn’t seem to be. The mothers were confused.

The director’s ears were sharp, so of course he could hear it. No, what’s that got to do with me? But, it seems to have something to do with me again. The director shouted again, “The next person to appear is Little Huo Ran.”

The staff had already adjusted the microphone for him. Huo Ran walked carefully to the microphone, but he did not seem nervous. He sang quite well. His two small hands were clenched into fists by his sides, as if he was cheering himself on. His cute voice melted the netizens.

Jiang Xinyuan whispered into Fu Xin’s ear, “Mom, don’t believe them. Your singing is really good. They don’t understand, but I love it.” Jiang Xinyuan sounded very sincere.

I love to hear it? Fu Xin seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere before.

There seemed to be someone who had said this to her before, but she seemed to have forgotten who that person was.

He even said that he would have to listen to her sing in the next ten or twenty years, even in his twilight years. At that time, she seemed to think that he was the only person in the world who liked to listen to her sing. There would be no more fans.

But now, Jiang Xinyuan has also become her fan. This was just a feeling of déj? vu. She could not remember the exact time, place, or what kind of person said these words.

“Yes, you’re right. Mommy sings super well. Only you know me the best.” Fu Xin seemed to have been injected with a stimulant. After hearing his words, her confidence increased. “My son is still the best.”

Seeing how excited his mother was, Jiang Xinyuan was excited too. “Mom, I’ll work hard.”

“I believe in my son.” Fu Xin touched his cute head and kissed it again. “I like to eat eggplants and dried beans. I’ll eat whatever you win.”

Mommy kissed me again! I’m so happy! I have to work hard for Mommy..