Little milk dad big star

Chapter 280 Natural Disaster Appears, Sword Appears

Generally, such a broadcast is set up in the studio to broadcast some important events directly to the office area, saving some unnecessary links.

Just now, due to Lin Feng's negligence, he inadvertently turned on such a button, so it was no surprise that Su Zimo's passionate and passionate narration was passed on, directly to the depressed office area, and many unmotivated people People were attracted little by little.

"Who is this? Is there anyone in the studio?"

"'Knowing that it is death, you have to draw your sword out of its sheath. This is called bright sword. Even if you sacrifice, you can only use your chest to meet the bullet, not your back'.

"Who said this, Old Wang? It's unlikely, he's been busy changing jobs recently"

"It's definitely impossible, how can Lao Wang's voice compare to this voice?"

"That's great, what exactly is this?"

"Is it a novel? But, it's completely strange, I've never heard of it before."

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All the staff in the office area heard the introduction of the passionate and iron-blooded general, and the depression and laziness in their hearts passed away bit by bit. They pricked up their ears and listened carefully, talking a lot.

"From the time when he served as the head of an independent regiment and led his troops to fight against the Japanese invaders in Northwest Shanxi until his death, it tells about his legendary life, and also reproduces the turbulent history of the Chinese War of Resistance Against Japan, the War of Liberation, and the period after the founding of the People's Republic of China. "

The voice of Su Zimo's narration unknowingly brought a charming magnetic sound, which made the words one after another more vivid, and suddenly a sound came from the front, interrupting the narration full of magnetic sound, slightly moving lips After stopping, the affectionate voice also stopped abruptly, and he looked at the stiff Lin Feng suspiciously.

The voice beside his ear suddenly disappeared, and Lin Feng quickly reacted. At this moment, his originally silent state of mind took on a new look, and he gradually regained the vigor he had when he was young. Under his gaze, he raised his foot and walked towards Su Zimo beside the studio table, not even paying attention to the headset that fell on the ground, and even being trampled on, with a trembling voice, "Zimo, what are you talking about?" ?”

Su Zimo smiled when he heard the words, and said softly, "This is a novel I wrote in my spare time, how is it? Is it okay?"

"Really? You can also write novels?" Lin Feng looked at the gentle young man in front of him, with his mouth slightly open, looking very surprised.

Under the surprised and unbelievable eyes of the other party, Su Zimo nodded lightly. He felt that this was not enough, so he asked, "Is it strange?"

Lin Feng smiled wryly when he heard the words, and then shook his head, "You boy, you are not only strange, but quite surprised, tell me about you, you are handsome, and you can sing very well. He can write novels, and he writes them very well, really.”

Hearing these few words, Su Zimo had a slight embarrassment flash across his face, which even Lin Feng didn't notice, and then smiled softly, "Lintou, don't laugh at me, it's just a joke "

Lin Feng looked at the gentle Su Zimo in front of him, was speechless for a while, and then said with emotion, "If you are making a fuss, then what is it? Forget it, don't talk about it, let me ask you, if you want, you can call me My brother Lin, Lintou Lintou, I heard that it was twisted, although I asked the subordinates to change their names, but they didn’t want to, so I had to let them go, but I was also very helpless.” A loveless expression.

Seeing this, Su Zimo almost laughed out loud, quickly suppressed the impolite impulse in his heart, and nodded, "Okay, Brother Lin"

"Well, let's not talk about this, what's the name of the one you mentioned just now?" Lin Feng spoke out the doubts in his heart.

Su Zimo smiled, and said the anti-Japanese classics of the previous life "Bright Sword"

Hearing this, Lin Feng said doubtfully, "Bright sword"

Su Zimo nodded emphatically, and said forcefully, "When ancient swordsmen met their opponents, no matter how powerful the opponent was, even if the opponent (fang) was the best swordsman in the world, he still had to show his strength even if he knew he was invincible. The sword. Even if you fall under the opponent's sword, you will still be defeated. This is the spirit of the sword."

"Any army has its own tradition. What is tradition? Tradition is a character, a temperament! This tradition and character are determined by the character and temperament of the first military chief when the army was formed , he injected soul into this army. No matter how time goes by or personnel changes, the soul of this army will always be there." It will always be our strongest brother army, using its fragile and powerful body to block the ruthless waves. Even if it is deep in the waves, even if it disappears under the ruthless natural disaster, no one chooses to retreat. It is our strongest fortress --- brother troops!
Lin Feng's complexion was a little complicated. You must know that this kind of spirit is suitable no matter where it is used. Looking at the other person's expression, he said excitedly, "You are so good." His words were full of emotion.

Su Zimo smiled lightly, and still talked about this spirit "Even if we are outnumbered, even if we are surrounded by heavy siege, we dare to show our swords, and we dare to fight to the last man."

"In a word, the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road. The spirit of bright sword is the military soul of our country's army. The point of the sword is invincible."

When the last two sentences appeared, Lin Feng's expression finally began to change, and he murmured, "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. The spirit of bright sword is the military spirit of our country's army. The point of the sword is invincible." Looking at Su Zimo, the eyes became more and more Brighter and brighter, he said excitedly, "This is too good to say, if everyone in our column has this kind of spirit, how could we have fallen to this point?"

Su Zimo heard the words, but he didn't smile or say anything.

"How many words are there in this novel? Is it finished? Has it been published?" Lin Feng asked several questions repeatedly.

"Don't worry, Brother Lin, this is a novel, and it's written to a mediocre level now, but don't worry, the plot line has already been thought out, don't worry, as for posting this question," Su Zimo paused here, looking at the With an anxious expression on the other side's face, he said the last sentence, "I haven't published it yet, let's wait a while."

"Then how about selling me the copyright of this novel?" Lin Feng said with an expectant tone.

Su Zimo smiled, and shook his head under the expectant eyes of the other party, "Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I won't sell copyright or anything like that."

Lin Feng was not surprised by this decision, he just had a little luck and asked, "Then can you publish this novel on our column?"

(End of this chapter)