The center of attention!
In front of the powerful people of the world, Liu Zhizhong made his appearance for the first time, the atmosphere was heated, and many even forgot this was a funeral.
Regarding whether to show his face, there had been discussions. It was between Liu Zhizhong and Feng Xiaoyue.
Feng Xiaoyue said it was inappropriate to show your face, wearing a mask would suffice to protect your privacy.
But Liu Zhizhong said, showing your true face is the greatest respect to the family head and the deceased. Have you ever seen an Onmyoji who covers his face when singing a ritual at a funeral?
Thus, it was decided. Liu Zhizhong was rich in empathy, deserving of his close friend's approval. Get full chapters from 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝔫𝔢𝔱
To Liu Zhizhong, this was indeed his last appearance as Mr. L, so showing his face didn't really matter!
Of course, at the venue, aside from the company's camera positions, guest cell phones and such had been briefed beforehand—it was not appropriate to turn them on or to take photos and videos. Guests follow the host's lead, what the host arranges, everyone follows. This is social etiquette, and everyone present respected that.
Even so, the backstage host still announced, due to Mr. L's commercial value needs, please voluntarily put away phones, cameras, and other recording devices. The family expresses their gratitude. The rights to photos and videos of this farewell ceremony belong to the family and Xinghai Film and Television Entertainment Co., Ltd. Please comply with legal regulations, thank you!
This statement laid out the protocol, which everyone understood.
Soon, Liu Zhizhong stood at the hosting podium, a platform which wasn't even one meter twenty high.
Holding a microphone, his body was not obscured by the narrow column supporting the platform.
He did not hold a script, standing there, he began the farewell hosting ceremony with a slow tone and a magnetic voice. Every word, every sound, seemed to cleanse the heart, providing endless enjoyment.
Having such a vocal talent at a funeral ceremony was indeed an honor for the host family.
Liu Zhizhong's voice clearly resonated in every corner of the mourning hall, penetrating hearts and enchanting the listeners.
Many women looked at him, enamored, lost in a mysterious fantasy.
This was a man who conquered the audience with his appearance and voice.
He first asked for a moment of silence from the audience, no need to bow, as Zheng Sanjing was of the younger generation, and the customs of the funeral of a young person didn't require older or peer-level attendees to bow.
After the silence, Liu Zhizhong started to read Zheng Sanjing's eulogy, which shocked the entire hall.
With a deep, magnetic voice and touching content, he captivated and deeply moved the audience.
The hall was utterly silent, many gradually moved to quiet sobs and continual tears.
Even Qin Bo, who wanted to usurp the company, found his eyes slightly moistened, unable to help wiping away tears with a tissue, silently cursing that this grandson was too damn good at stirring emotions. Once he got his hands on the company, he would definitely make him frequently host weddings and funerals for the elites—it was seriously lucrative!
Zheng Sanjing's mother, leaning on her husband's shoulder, cried bitterly.
Feng Xiaoyue sat next to her sister-in-law, who was already crying on their mother's shoulder. Feng Xiaoyue could only lean into her mother's embrace, sobbing quietly. How many could understand her sorrow?
Mr. Zheng was tear-stricken, sitting in his wheelchair, utterly desolate. His son (Father Zheng) was supporting his shoulder on one side and his daughter-in-law on the other. Ah, the greatest sorrow in the mortal world, an older generation burying the younger.
Mr. L's remarkable contribution, the silence of the audience, everyone in tears, was this the climax?
The climax was still to come!