The camera followed the middle-aged man as he walked out from the backstage.
The middle-aged man smiled with his signature smile and he waved to the people in the crowd as he walked towards Lin Fan. "Master Lin, it's nice to meet you. Thank you for all you've done."
Lin Fan smiled. "It's what I ought to do."
After Lin Fan received the commendation certificate, he raised it up high. Although it was not of much use, it was a great sense of achievement.
Then, he put it down before shaking the prize presenter's hand.
It was Lin Fan's proudest moment thus far.
The two of them looked at the cameras in front.
The camera shutters clicked repeatedly.
Papa Lin clapped enthusiastically for the man on the stage was his son.
At Zhongzhou.
Lin Fan's close friends and relatives were gathered in front of their televisions.
"Look, that's Lin's son! I'm so, so proud of him."
