Chapter 934: Chapter 934: Leaky Little Cotton Jacket

This is freedom…

It’s what helps him see through.

“Mr. Ren, are you ready?” The staff next to him asked.

“Ready.”

“Alright then.” That person reached out and gave a push.

“Ah!” Many people screamed. They watched Ren Yunlin fall from the high platform. They ran to the edge to look down, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Ren Yunlin screamed as if venting. “Ah!! Ah!!!”

He screamed several times.

Falling for a long time, he finally stopped. Reaching out, he could touch the clouds.

Everyone got goosebumps.

“Just watching that makes my legs go weak.”

“I heard artists are very prone to isolation. I guess Mr. Ren really wanted to experience these thrilling activities.”

“To be honest, I’ve heard some rumors saying Mr. Ren’s mental state isn’t great.”

However, since he’s been on the show, nobody seems to feel that way anymore.

Just like an ordinary person.

“Husband.”

“Dad!”

Lin Fangyu and Little Tudou both looked down, shouting, “You’re amazing!”

It’s unclear whether Ren Yunlin heard them or not. His eyes were slightly moist. It’s been years since anyone praised him for being amazing.

Uncertain as to why. Perhaps it was because his paintings hadn’t shown much improvement, making everyone see his works as mediocre.

The reviews barely had anything to say.

He always wanted others’ recognition, but never achieved it.

But now he understood. The first recognition he should obtain is from his own heart. Recognition of his own artwork.

“Ren Yunlin! You can do it!”

“Your paintings are still unique!”

Those obstacles slowly drifted away with the wind.

When Ren Yunlin came back up, his complexion was better compared to when he went down. He hugged Lin Fangyu tightly. “Wife, I’ll definitely get better and better in the future.”

This was a late embrace.

Lin Fangyu couldn’t remember how long it had been since they last embraced. He had been immersed in his paintings for so long.

Now finally waking up a bit.

The next person to step up was Luo Jinxun. Wu Zichun kept holding his hand, not letting go, making Luo Jinxun feel a bit amused and helpless.

“Wife, don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

“But I’m still worried.”

“I usually feel great pressure when boxing. I need to be strong enough to bring back a medal for my wife, right?”

Wu Zichun huffed twice, still unwilling to let go. She felt that scoring those ten points wasn’t necessary. After all, their wine was already that sour.

This made Luo Jinxun smile helplessly. He could only gently push her hand away. “Just stand here and watch obediently.”

He leaped and jumped down, without waiting for the staff to push.

On the live broadcast camera, everyone seemed to see a small rocket shooting down, which was quite startling.

“Wow, Dad is flying.” Little Sweetie drank some juice and looked down. “But why only fly downward? At least fly up a bit. Isn’t he better than that little bird?”

If Luo Jinxun heard this, the chains might break from his waist.

The audience in the live broadcast couldn’t hold back.

“Little Sweetie is just too cute. She still wants Luo Jinxun to fly upward.”

“Child, those aren’t wings.”

“Luo Jinxun: My little padded jacket with holes.”

“Luo Jinxun!” Wu Zichun was so touched she was about to cry. Just to get those ten points for her, Luo Jinxun really jumped down.

Even when Luo Jinxun got back up, she was still emotional. This led Luo Jinxun to hug her again and again.