Rebirth of Interstellar: She dominates the country with culture

The interlude sounded, still the magnificent harmony.

It's like the roar on the battlefield, and it's like the unrepentant oath when going out.

Mo Lao's eyes filled with tears: "Good! Good! Good!"

He said three good words in a row, and the excitement in his heart could no longer be described in words!
"Fuck!"

But Fang Yu on the side couldn't sit still.

The most embarrassing thing in the world is to bump into a shirt, and what is even more embarrassing is that no one else is handsome when bumping into a shirt.

The subject matter of the collision was not much different from that of Zhuangshan. He found that although his song had the same intention as Qin Lan, the momentum of the arrangement and the performance of the singer were quite different.

His songs are more about heroes defending their homes and country, going to death without regrets, while Qin Lan's song is more about lofty aspirations and the rise of a great country with blood and tears!

Although there is little difference between the two, Qin Lan is obviously superior.

Especially that sentence, Tangtang Huaxia wants the Quartet to congratulate.

It also vividly expresses the rise of great powers.

"The smoke rises, the country looks north"

"The dragon flag is rolling, the horse is neighing, and the sword is like frost."

When the second verse of the verse sounded, the meaning of killing was stronger.

Qian Hong's emotional accumulation made his face flush, this song has no softness, only rigidity, rigidity from beginning to end!

He tried his best to perform this magnificent song for everyone with his truest feelings, best singing skills, and most unique timbre!

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"I would like to defend the land and restore the frontiers, and the dignified Huaxia wants to let the Quartet come! Congratulations!!!!"

At the end of singing, Qian Hong's veins burst out!

He showed everyone his singing skills with an unsteadily extended voice.

Moreover, in the last paragraph, he fully displayed his emotions without any restraint.

The old artist has long been able to express the emotion of the scene freely, especially when singing to the end.

In the eyes of everyone, a majestic picture scroll of mountains and rivers unfolded.

This picture scroll is a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains on the ancient earth. If the soldiers did not paint with blood, they would not be able to continue the blood of China now.

"Those who offend me Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away!"

An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood!

This is the innate arrogance of the federal people, and the confidence brought to us by countless loyal and dedicated people!
"Ahhh! I'm going to the battlefield to kill alien creatures."

"Exciting! It sounds like throwing your head and blood!"

"It's awesome! Qian Hong's voice is so awesome for this song!"

"This opening is a thousand troops!"

"Damn, this song by Qin Lan is really amazing. It made my blood boil from the moment it started!"

"The sense of substitution is very strong. After listening to it, I feel that I can also go to the battlefield!"

"Extreme pride, this is the spirit that a boy in the Federation should have, and this is the spirit that should be promoted, not those sissies who eat peaches."

"I'm going to set this song as my alarm! Never stay in bed!"

Everyone was excited and expressed their excitement on the barrage!
After a short period of silence, the scene burst into thunderous applause!

Qian Hong stood on the stage, the lights were a bit dazzling.

He still tried his best to look towards the auditorium, he hadn't sung on such a big stage for many years.

I really miss this feeling.

Stage, lights, applause, cheers.

It has been reverberating in the dream for the past few years, and now it has finally come true, and it is still on such a big stage as a gift show.

"I, Qian Hong, am back again."

He didn't want to argue about what was right and wrong back then. Even now, he didn't feel like he was wrong.

Because, if all the young people are chasing after that kind of sissy culture, then what kind of strong man is there?
A man must be moral, bloody, and have a bottom line in dealing with people and things.

Instead of drawing eyeliner and raising orchid fingers, who is more beautiful than a girl.

He said what he should say, he did what he should do, and he paid the price for it. Like Li Ming, he never regretted it.

Qian Hong took a deep breath, and bowed deeply towards Qin Lan's direction.

This is to thank Qin Lan alone for allowing himself to return to the stage, and then he bowed again to the audience.

"Thank you for listening to me finish singing this song!"

He lowered his head, put the microphone near his mouth, and thanked him with all his might!

After speaking, amidst the applause of the audience, he turned and walked backstage.

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Rong Xing.

An old street full of fireworks.

The door of a Jianghu restaurant was pulled down.

It's only ten o'clock in the evening, and it's officially the time when supper is popular, but this shop is not open.

From the closed rolling door, one can hear the spirited sound of fighting wine inside.

"Haha, we haven't seen each other for three years, right?"

The tables and chairs in the room have been moved to the side, and there is a large round table in the middle. A group of shirtless men are sitting around the table drinking.

The natural dishes on the table have almost been eaten, and these men are a little bit drunk.

The TV on the wall is playing a patriotic gift program.

"Yeah, it's been so fast, but you lack exercise, old Zhao, and you've gained weight?"

"Fart, I'm a middle-aged man, isn't it normal to put on weight? Think about when I was not the first in the ten-kilometer armed cross-country?"

"Heroes don't mention being brave back then, what's the use of running fast, can you beat Lao Tzu?"

"It's up to me, Lao Li, if you can make a fart. If it wasn't for Lao Tzu's precise shot, you kid can still sit here and drink now?"

"Haha, don't compete here. As the captain said before, we all have our own strengths, and together we are the best."

When someone mentioned the captain, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Old Li clenched his teeth, lowered his head, holding the wine glass, his joints turned white.

The flushed faces of the others trembled a little, and there were tears in their slightly drunken eyes.

"Ten years."

"Yes, ten years."

At this moment, a horn sounded suddenly in the TV, and everyone stood up reflexively.

However, when they realized it was the intro to a song, everyone looked at each other and laughed again.

"Yo, Lao Li, the response is not bad."

"That goes without saying, I've already become a habit."

"Tch, it sounds like who is not."

"Hey, "Serve the country with loyalty", this song is a bit interesting."

When the singing sounded, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The man named Lao Li got up, picked up the remote control, and turned the volume to the maximum.

"Qian Hong, I liked listening to his songs when I was in the army."

"This Qin Lan is pretty good. The song "Red Ling" a few days ago made my blood boil."

"Haha, I listened to it too, let alone, hearing the phrase that the prosperous and prosperous world is as you wish, it actually made my nose turn sore."

"This song is also very good!"