After Principal Hao Ping finished speaking, he was silent for a long time.

Only endless reverie pervaded the hearts of everyone.

Su Chen was no exception.

The education industry is one of the most difficult industries to do, and the effort and return are never proportional.

In this age of entertainment to death.

He sold tens of millions of dollars as soon as he changed hands.

And what about those educators like Principal Hao Ping who are silently contributing to the motherland?

Decades of receiving a meager salary, but insisting on walking in the forefront of changing national thinking and influencing the development of generations after generations.

The industries that have received the highest attention and the highest salaries in this era are all in the entertainment industry.

It is no exaggeration to say that public figures in the entertainment industry shouted and called for wind and rain.

And what are these people doing?

They sing English songs, convey foreign culture everywhere, and do not care about cultural invasion.

Even if you cut a little skin, you have to take it to the table.

What about our culture in the past 5,000 years of the Great Xia Dynasty?

What about the cultural inheritance of those bells and drums and the great powers?

What about those soldiers and iron horses, nine-foot iron-blooded men?

Thinking of this, Su Chen's heart seemed to have blood rushing.

Countless lyric tunes come to mind.

The history that swept through the eight wastes and those difficult years, the scenes passed before his eyes.

At this time, Huang Lei also forgot that he was still preparing breakfast.

Lying by the window, he was stunned.

Compared with a senior practitioner in the education industry like Hao Ping, the years he taught at the Didu Film Academy were simply mistaken children!

Just as he sighed, Su Chen's voice sounded in his ears.

"Teacher Huang, is there a guzheng?"

"Guzheng? Yes.

Huang Lei subconsciously replied.

Not to mention the guzheng, even if it is a chime, he can bring it now.

Since the last guitar incident of the crew, Wang Steamed Fish has long had people prepare a variety of new musical instruments.

It is for such a situation.

Suddenly.

Huang Lei reacted.

What do you want a guzheng for?

Su Chen, this is going to sing again?!

Hao Ping just talked about such a grand vision and blueprint, at this moment, Su Chen wants to sing?

Hiss.......

.... Huang Lei, who thought of this, was a little unbelievable.

Su Chen couldn't have been inspired by Hao Ping's words and wanted to sing a song with the same theme, right?

Education, contribution, country, future...

It's hard to imagine what Su Chen will sing this time!

Looking at the surprised gaze cast by Teacher Huang, Su Chen nodded.

"Oh my God! My morning brother is going to sing again! Hurry up, I'm going to record it.

Ponpeng reacted, and quickly ran into the house, even the shoes he ran off.

Sister Zifeng smiled and hurriedly looked, but she couldn't help but stand up.

Pull the dining table aside, and put the chair aside as an audience seat.

Can't you let Brother Su Chen sing in front of the dining table?

She wanted to give Su Chen a place.

A person like Brother Su Chen should always be in the best position and wantonly release his light.

And Yang Mi's eyes were also full of surprise.

Rap and sing, this time it won't be improvised again.

On the one hand, the program group that heard this was also busy.

Director Wang Zhengyu hurriedly dispatched the camera and set up all the lenses, and the staff was busy in an instant.

Seeing the anxious appearance of the people around him, Hao Ping got out of his thoughts and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"What's wrong this is..... What's going on? "

Everything came so suddenly.

At this time, only Su Chen, Yang Mi, and his dazed old man were still in place.

And others..... All busy!

"Su Chen, the guzheng you want."

After setting up the guzheng to help Su Chen, Huang Lei leaned back to the window.

The joy on his face could not be concealed.

Su Chen sat on a stool, facing the sea, and gently adjusted the instrument in his hand.

The guzheng with the smell of wood, the strings are orderly, and the zither yards are neat, exuding a simple atmosphere unique to the Daxia culture.

Su Chen gently floated his hand on the string.

The starry eyes were light, and a low and melodious tune spread in the air.

Hearing this debugging tune, Hao Ping's eyes instantly widened.

Atmosphere!

It's like the magnificent sea ahead, unfolding in front of you.

Only then did he understand that Su Chen was going to sing!

Suddenly, the sound of the piano came to an end.

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes and spoke,

"Take this opportunity to sing a song casually." The name of the song is.....""

"Ten Thousand Frontiers".

When Su Chen said the title of the song, several people at the scene gasped.

After the surprise, it was extremely quiet.

As if he was afraid of disturbing Su Chen.

At the same time, in the live broadcast room, the fans were boiling!

Everyone knew that Su Chen was going to sing! And this song is likely to ruthlessly dominate the hot search lists of major music platforms again.

"Su Chen! Su Chen! Su Chen!

"There was a topic just now that Su Chen was greatly exposed to participate in this Great Xia Dynasty campaign."

"Wouldn't this song be what Su Chen did for the celebration?"

"But the campaign of that conquest has just been issued."

"Just listening to the name of the song is very angry, but I can't find this song."

"It's the first time you look at you, and this must be Su Chen's improvisational work on the spot."

....

At the same time, the crew of "Age of Awakening".

Meng Liang was visiting the class, and it was breakfast time, and he was eating while watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

Just picked up a chopstick of shredded potatoes.

Suddenly, Meng Liang's eyes widened, and shredded potatoes instantly fell on the table.

Daniel Zhang Xin looked at the oil stains on the table and frowned.

"You're senile, it's all off my desk."

Meng Liang blinked, handed the phone to Daniel Zhang Xin's

eyes, and Mu Mu said: "Su Chen seems to be singing again, the name of the song is..."

Daniel Zhang Xin narrowed his eyes and said:

"Ten Thousand Frontiers?"

....

The sea is like a mirror, in the mushroom house.

Everyone did not dare to gasp.

Only Su Chen's subordinates, the sound of the guzheng, like a mountain flowing water, and like a clanging stream, suddenly came from five thousand years ago.

When the guzheng sounds, the open-air mushroom house no longer seems to sit by the sea.

It's like a dream.

This beach is not a beach, this courtyard is not like a courtyard.

And the sound of Su Chen's strings is not like the sound of strings, but the countless sounds of cannon fire, gunshots and thirst in the stirring years!

The sea breeze turned into a biting blizzard.

The courtyard became a wilderness hill.

And Su Chen was the scarred warrior.

The sound strings are fascinating, pulling everyone's mind back to those difficult years.

But as soon as you open your mouth.

As soon as he spoke, the audience was immediately stunned.

Obviously it is Su Chen's solo singer, where did the female voice come from?

Suddenly.

"Groove!! It's a joke!!

"This is the real opening to kneel,"

"Surprised, goosebumps instantly arise."

"I just came, I wasn't mentally prepared, Su Chen's opening to sing is so terrifying!"

In just one second, the whole network exploded!

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