My childhood sweetheart, who was reborn with me, ended up as a loser.

Chapter 50 Interview Broadcast 1

"Who is this person?"

"Where's Xiao Fan?"

"Why isn't it Xiao Fan?"

Outside the food stall, the neighbors were talking. It turned out that the first scene of the interview broadcast did not feature Xu Qingfan, but instead featured a middle-aged man whom no one recognized.

The words "Beijing Organizing Committee Office" flashed across the screen, and soon a prominent subtitle appeared on the screen: Chen Qigang, Chief Music Designer of the Opening Ceremony of the Beijing Olympics.

Lin Jing immediately understood the program's purpose and explained to her neighbors, "Xiao Fan's poem was chosen as the theme song for the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics. This is an explanation of the cause and effect."

As expected, Chen Qigang soon spoke to the camera about the surprise he felt when he first saw "Me and You" in a magazine.

"Every word of this poem really touched my heart. The words are simple, but they contain the core of warmth, inclusiveness, and harmony."

"You and I, heart to heart, living in the same global village—how simple, how beautiful! This is the perfect phrase for the Olympics!"

Xu Qingfan felt embarrassed listening to this. Could it be that the school spent money to win over this Teacher Chen as well? The flattery was too much.

The scene quickly shifts, and when Chen Qigang learns that the poem was written by a first-grade student named Xu Qingfan, the look of astonishment on his face doesn't seem like an act.

So the CCTV host quickly received a task to go to this border city called Licheng to find out whether the poem "Me and You" was actually written by Xu Qingfan.

After a short clip of them rushing to their destination, the camera quickly focuses on the gate of the Experimental Primary School.

"They're here! They're here!"

"Xiao Fan is coming out soon!"

CCTV's narrative technique is quite clever; after a series of build-up, it has now completely piqued everyone's curiosity.

Is "Me and You" really written by Xu Qingfan? I need an answer urgently! I'm waiting for a reply online!

next second.

Xu Qingfan's figure in the classroom, doing exercises during the long break, smashing the table tennis ball against his classmates in PE class, and queuing for food in the cafeteria were all presented on the screen.

"Wow!"

"Xiao Fan looks great on camera!"

"Is the camera on? Hurry up and record it!"

The camera then pans to Xu Qingfan sitting opposite the host, his bright eyes and white teeth framed by his upright posture.

"Hello, Xu Qingfan. Please introduce yourself to the viewers at home."

"Hello everyone watching on TV, grandpas, grandmas, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters. My name is Xu Qingfan. I am seven years old and I am a student in the first grade (1) class of Experimental Primary School."

"Hehe, Xiao Fan, I think you're very confident. Aren't you nervous?"

"Actually, I was nervous, but my godmother taught me to stay calm in the face of important events."

After the conversation began, the neighbors quieted down. When they heard Xu Qingfan say, "My godmother taught me," everyone turned to look at Lin Jing.

Lin Jing said with a smile, "I think I did say that to Xiao Fan, but I've almost forgotten it myself."

Lin Jing was overjoyed, wondering how Xiao Fan would praise her next.

"I know that Xiaofan's godmother is also a teacher. Is Xiaofan's poetry influenced by his godmother?"

"That's right, because my godmother loves literature. She often reads to us at home. At first, listening to her read was so relaxing that I would fall asleep after a while."

"However, my godmother's voice is very pleasant to listen to when she reads. She will explain the meaning of each poem and each sentence to us. Sometimes when I encounter something I don't understand, I will take the initiative to ask her."

"My godmother said that interest is the best teacher, but Xiaoxiao didn't like to listen to that, so later my godmother only read to me."

"Interest is the best teacher—that's such a great summary. Did Xiaofan start writing poetry because of interest?"

However, Xu Qingfan gave a startling answer.

"No, that's not it."

"My godmother told me that I could make money by writing and submitting poems. This summer was so hot that I couldn't stand it. I wanted to earn money to buy an air conditioner, so I forced myself to write two poems every day."

"Hehe, later the poem was finished, and the air conditioner was also bought."

Xu Qingfan shrugged playfully.

At that moment, countless viewers who were watching the program in front of their television sets burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"Xiao Fan, why are you so naughty!"

"I told you we wanted to buy an air conditioner! Ah Ping, look what you've done to the child!"

The neighbors were also banging on the table and slapping their thighs, and Xu Qingfan, looking at his smug self on camera, couldn't help but laugh as well.

After a moment of laughter, the interview continued.

"Hehe, Xiao Fan, you're so funny. After hearing so much about your godmother, could you share with everyone what your godmother is like in your eyes?"

"certainly!"

Lin Jing patted Xu Qingfan's head and sat up straight.

"I think my godmother has the greatest personality in the world. She's always smiling and incredibly gentle!"

"I remember once, I clearly saw my godmother hiding on the rooftop crying. I was afraid she would find out that I knew she was crying, so I ran home alone, and I was very worried."

"When my godmother came downstairs, she acted as if nothing had happened, smiling and calling out to me. I stared into her eyes and looked again and again, and there wasn't a trace of her having cried."

"Later I learned that my godmother never showed us her bad side. If I did something wrong, she would not hit me or scold me, but she would deliberately ignore me. Then I would feel very guilty and would not do it again."

Xu Qingfan said a lot more afterward, but due to time constraints, it was all cut out by the production team.

"If you were to write a poem for your godmother right now, what would you write?"

The camera then cuts to Xu Qingfan picking up paper and pen and starting to write, while the host leans over to watch.

The camera didn't focus directly on the neat handwriting on the draft paper, but instead gave a close-up of the host, whose expression gradually changed from surprise and astonishment to tears welling up in his eyes.

The audience was on tenterhooks, wondering what kind of poem it was that made the host react so strongly!

Then the camera returned to the draft paper, from the first sentence "The old tree in front of the door sprouts new buds" to the last sentence "In the blink of an eye, all that's left are wrinkles on his face".

Every sentence he wrote was read aloud by a broadcaster in a deep voice.

Although there was no image on camera, everyone had a picture in their mind at that moment, and someone they hadn't seen in a long time.

It could be your deceased parents, or your younger self.

Suddenly everyone understood why the host's eyes reddened as they watched; it was because they were even more overwhelmed and had already shed tears.

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