Prodigal System in the Flourishing City Chapter 418 - 416: Lin Feng’s Silence [4th Update, Bonus for

They were all waiting here.

Suddenly, the sound of screeching brakes ca from outside the door.

Zhang ng and Li Jin imdiately stood up, one moved to the door, and the other to the window.

The Lu family mbers all straightened up one after another.

Who could it be at this hour?

Outside, what pulled up was a large RV.

Behind the RV, two police cars followed.

It looked like they were providing an escort.

The door slid open, and Lin Feng was the first to step out.

He had learned another trick from Lu Xiaobu: apart from not being as fast, the RV was comfortable in every way compared to a sports car.

So, he also got himself an RV.

Seeing it was Lin Feng.

Zhang ng and Li Jin breathed a sigh of relief but still did not let down their guard.

This Lin Feng’s relationship with the Young Master was sotis good, sotis bad; who knew what he was here for this ti.

And judging from the tire tracks, there were definitely more than just him in the car.

Sure enough.

Just as they had expected.

Two more people got out of the vehicle.

An old lady and a middle-aged man.

Both had faces full of astonishnt and uncertainty, a mix of fear and confusion.

"Let’s go, co in."

Lin Feng led the way to the Lu Family’s doorstep.

Zhang ng had already opened the door: "Young Master Lin."

"Yeah, is Lu Xiaobu ho?"

Lin Feng’s gaze went straight inside the house.

"What are you doing here at this ti?!"

Lu Xiaobu was quite impatient upon seeing Lin Feng’s face.

This guy was definitely here to cause trouble.

"To watch TV."

Lin Feng waved to the two people behind him: "Co in, I didn’t lie to you, take a look, isn’t that Lu Xiaobu?"

The middle-aged man helped the old lady to tentatively step forward two steps, carefully taking a look.

It wasn’t until they saw Lu Xiaobu’s face that the two visibly sighed in relief.

Earlier, just as the mother and son were preparing dinner at ho, this young man barged in, insisting on taking them sowhere.

Of course, they refused, their first instinct being to call the police.

Later on, the young man actually called the police himself.

In the end, the police also agreed to take them along and even offered an escort.

This made the mother and son have no choice but to get into the car.

Now, seeing that they had arrived at Lu Xiaobu’s ho, they were much more at ease.

After all, Lu Xiaobu’s reputation was still a good thing.

"Please have a seat."

Lu Hongbin quickly began to play host.

Regardless of the reason, these were people brought by Lin Feng, and they couldn’t be taken lightly.

"Who are these two?"

Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng moved aside, frowning with curiosity.

"Ask your Liang Lan, she knows."

Lin Feng signaled and said: "Get sothing to eat first, I’m a bit hungry."

"You really don’t consider yourself an outsider, do you?" Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes.

"Young Master, these two should be the family of the next contestant, Granny Wang and Mr. Zeng," suggested Liang Lan after so thought.

"That’s right, Tian Jilan is still as efficient as ever," Lin Feng rarely complinted soone.

"Family?" Lu Xiaobu’s brow furrowed.

"Oh, it’s like this. The next contestant, that grandpa, had a falling out with his family over pursuing his dream, and he divorced his wife, the granny, seven or eight years ago," Liang Lan explained.

"Oh, I see," Lu Xiaobu then looked towards Lin Feng again: "What’s it to you?"

"Of course, it’s my business. I was there on-site, I was moved by that grandpa. You helped him fulfill his dream of singing, and I will help him fulfill the dream of getting his family to understand."

Lin Feng muttered as he sipped his cola.

He appeared indifferent, but a distinct look flashed across his eyes.

To be honest, when he was on site,

Seeing those young contestants talking about chasing their dreams and whatnot,

He felt almost nothing.

He might even scoff, thinking the pressure they spoke of was pressure?

Why don’t you try the pressure I’m under?!

However.

When this elderly contestant ca on stage and told his story, Lin Feng fell silent.

The pressure on the young seed trivial, but surely the burden this elder bore was enough!

Yet, he bravely took that step forward and achieved success.

This caused an unexpected stirring in Lin Feng’s heart.

There was lively chat on this side.

On TV, the show had just officially begun.

At the sa ti, Grandma Wang and Mr. Zeng’s emotions were also soothed.

On TV.

Contestant VCR.

"My na is Zeng Chenggong, everyone calls Old Zeng. Speaking of my life, it has been a total failure."

"My dream is to be a singer, a dream I have cherished for forty years! Yes, from the age of twenty to sixty, I’ve held onto it for forty years!"

"Many friends say I’m crazy, that I’m immature; even my spouse who lived with for decades divorced over this eight years ago."

"She told to stop dreaming, at our age, to just accept our fate!"

"But I Don’t Agree! What does chasing dreams have to do with age?!"

"Today, coming to this stage, I hope my spouse can see , I hope my son can see , I hope those old buddies who used to sing with but have now given up can see , I hope those who said I shouldn’t have dreams can see ."

"I want to tell them, maybe it’s not my fate, maybe I am wrong. But I, Old Zeng, haven’t given up. I, Old Zeng, Don’t Agree!"

The VCR ended.

The contestant showed his face.

The audience was taken aback.

"Sixty years old?"

"Dizzy, sixty already?"

"Why is there an old man?"

"Blind!"

"Damn! The Voice’s contestant lineup is too damn complicated! Train drivers, PE teachers, bicycle repairers, and now retired elders?"

"Lu Xiaobu, I’m impressed with you!"

"Pfft! Could it be any funnier?"

"At this age, still joining a talent show?"

"This elder really has courage, can he still sing at this age?"

"Lu Xiaobu, are you ssing around? Can his body take it?!"

"Is he just a fill-in contestant?"

"Isn’t he going to dance in the square?"

Even the insiders watching "The Voice" felt a sense of powerlessness from within, not understanding what Lu Xiaobu was trying to do, how could the auditions produce an old man?

Only the four ntors on the screen looked puzzled, unaware of the astonished expressions of the audience below.

Because they were the only four with their backs to the stage, unable to see the contestant – whether male or female, tall or short, what they looked like, or how old they were, they knew nothing.

The audience in front of the TV were all caught between laughter and tears.

They had seen oddballs, but never such an anomaly, a sixty-year-old in a talent competition?

Still competing in singing?

In other singing competitions.

Forget sixty, even forty-year-olds are rarities, considered super-aged contestants.

And they were typically eliminated in the first round, ending up as brief one-day appearances.

After all, people of that age face a rapid decline in physical condition and vocal quality.

What more for an elderly gentleman of sixty?!

Elderly gentleman, don’t go making a fuss with Lu Xiaobu!

Really, our bodies can’t take this!