The advertisement ended and Ding Dusai's figure appeared on the screen.

Everyone has selfish motives. Since she is his woman, Zhang Shixun naturally put a lot of effort into video editing. The background he chose was a small farmyard. Ding Dusai had her hair tied up in a bun, and she was wearing a light pink skirt. She was holding a round embroidery frame in her hand, embroidering and singing at the same time.

As a true leader in popular singing of this era, her voice is clear, sweet, and penetrating, reaching straight to the heart.

Even the folk singing style of "Puchang" in this era mostly sang songs like Xiaoling.

The songs that Ding Dusai sings now are all classified as slang songs, wild tunes, or folk tunes.

Folk songs are not presentable, and the dancers in tile houses would never sing such songs.

However, as long as the song was chosen by Zhang Shixun, Ding Dusai and others accepted it unconditionally. It was simply because of Zhang Shixun's unique identity.

Heavenly Master, immortal.

As long as you have something to do with these two words, even your fart will smell good, and even the most vulgar and earthy things can be presented on the table.

Although "No Matter How Good My Sister Is, She Is Still Someone Else's" was created in the 21st century and is a folk song from northern Shaanxi, it has a beautiful melody and sincere emotions, and expresses the love of a young girl from a common family vividly.

As for the accompaniment, Zhang Shixun adopted a take-as-is approach and directly used the original singer's accompaniment.

The accompaniment is mainly suona.

Speaking of suona, this instrument is quite special.

It is said that it was introduced to the Western Regions from Persia in the third century AD, and did not become popular in the Central Plains until the Ming Dynasty.

In other words, suona was basically not seen during the Northern Song Dynasty.

The timbre of the suona is very unique and has strong penetrating power. The key is that it has a loud voice. As soon as the suona makes a sound, all other instruments will be eclipsed.

Ding Dusai singing this song with the suona is a perfect match.

The key point is that the people of Song Dynasty had never heard of it.

Sure enough, the singing of Ding Dusai and others was very popular among the people of the Song Dynasty.

Before long, this song could be often heard in the streets and alleys of the capital.

This is a later story.

As this grand performance was nearing its end, something unexpected happened to Zhang Shixun.

A grand war scene appeared on the virtual screen.

When two armies faced each other, one could tell from their attire that one side was the Han army and the other was the army of a foreign race.

At a glance, the two armies facing each other had about 100,000 to 200,000 troops, and the end was as far as the eye could see.

If there are a thousand people, the earth and the sky will be connected; if there are ten thousand people, there will be no limit.

Zhang Shixun could tell at a glance that this spectacular scene was the result of computer synthesis.

This video is not even on the list of ranked programs.

Zhang Shixun hurriedly turned on the intelligent system and tried to terminate the program in the control panel, but a prompt popped up: You do not have permission to terminate!

What the hell is "no right to terminate"?

Zhang Shixun grabbed Wang Dong's arm and said, "Old Wang, was this you who did this?"

"Hey! It's just a small episode, only ten minutes long." Wang Dong patted his hands, "You are in the video."

Zhang Shixun looked up and saw his own image appear on the screen.

Sun Sansi screamed, "Look! That's Master Zhang."

The women exclaimed in unison.

"Zhang Shixun" on the screen is riding a black warhorse, wearing a black helmet and black armor, looking very heroic.

Wang Dong glanced at Ding Dusai and the others, then lowered his voice and said, "Shixun, you're the commander-in-chief of this army. Hehe! You look quite impressive, don't you?"

Zhang Shixun was furious: "What a bullshit! Old Wang, stop messing around. This is a formal performance, hundreds of thousands of people are watching."

"This is a film about the Song-Liao War, shot by a famous director. It's a classic... Look at it, it's magnificent and the scenes are grand. It's a rare ancient war film. Of course, to highlight you, Zhang Tianshi, I've replaced the main general with you."

Zhang Shixun stared at the virtual screen and sneered, "I know what I look like, I don't need you to tell me. But who's that bastard next to me wearing a turban, a crane cloak, waving a feather fan, and that shifty look? He looks so shabby, but why does he look more and more familiar the more I look at him?"

"You are the bastard... That's me in disguise as a military advisor."

"That's right. Since you're the military advisor, it's not unfair to call you a bastard. You truly deserve the title."

"Why is the military advisor a piece of shit?"

"If it's not a dog thing, why do people always add two words in front of the word 'military advisor' when talking about it?"

"Which two words?"

"Dog-head... Dog-head military advisor."

"Pooh!"

As he spoke, the military advisor "Wang Dong" on the screen gently waved the feather fan in his hand, and "Zhang Shixun" immediately raised the weapon in his hand high, shouted "Charge!", and took the lead in charging on horseback. The whole army shouted and rushed towards the opposite side like a tide.

Only then did Zhang Shixun notice that the weapon held by "him" on the screen was very different. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like Zhu Bajie's unique weapon - the rake.

He asked coldly, "Old Wang, is that a rake in my hand?"

"You're overthinking it. That's not a rake. The rake is used by Zhu Bajie, the Marshal of the Heavenly Peng."

"You tell me what weapon that is."

"That's... a dung fork."

Oh my god!

There are disgusting things, but none are as disgusting as this.

"A general commanding 100,000 soldiers uses a dung fork as a weapon. What's the joke?" Zhang Shixun was left in tears and laughter by this guy.

"The weapon in the commander's hand was originally a broadsword. When I edited the video, I replaced the general with you and, incidentally, replaced his broadsword with a dung fork."

"Why switch to a dung fork?"

"I think a dung fork is more down-to-earth and suits you well."

"Bad taste."

No one else could hear the conversation between the two, as everyone's attention was drawn to the scenes on the screen.

At this moment, the war on the screen had reached a fever pitch. The two armies clashed fiercely, and the sounds of collisions, roars, screams, and the neighing of war horses intertwined...

Ding Dusai covered his eyes and said, "Sir, I'm scared!"

Zhang Shixun comforted him gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Although Ding Dusai was afraid, he couldn't help but look at the screen through his fingers. He saw "Zhang Shixun" swinging a knife... no, it should be said that he swung a dung fork at the head of an enemy general. With a "puff" sound, the enemy general's head was chopped off, and blood spurted from his neck two or three feet high.

"Ah!" Ding Dusai quickly closed his eyes.

It's so scary.

Regardless of whether it is reasonable for a dung fork to chop off a head, hundreds of thousands of people in front of and behind the screen all held their breath and watched this thrilling war. Many of the timid ones fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, the video was not long. When the Han army won the final victory, the whole audience shouted in unison: "Victory!"

More than 100,000 people cheered in unison, their shouts shaking the sky and reaching the clouds.

The girls also shouted, their faces flushed red.

At this moment, a line of eye-catching large characters appeared on the virtual screen: This war will take place in two years!