Chapter 141 The Red Sun Rises in the East, its Avenue Bathed in Glow; Strait Channel Live Streaming

As Wang Yueheng said, this song was written for the beautiful landscape of our motherland.

This is also to meet the system's check-in task requirements.

"The red sun rises in the east, its avenue bathed in rosy light."

How fortunate I am to have been born into your embrace, sharing the same bloodline.

Sharing hardship and happiness together, they stood tall and upright.

Our nation, spanning thousands of miles, has upheld an enduring faith in benevolence for millennia…

"Wow…"

Seeing the lyrics written in such vigorous and powerful handwriting on the blackboard.

The crowd murmured to themselves, then gasped in amazement.

Every lyric is filled with praise and love for the motherland's mountains and rivers.

It even incorporates the history and culture of the motherland, and is full of patriotism.

"This level of word choice and sentence structure is truly worthy of someone who passed the joint entrance exam of Kyoto University and SMTH."

Sa Ning, who is known as a genius from Peking University, stared at the neatly written lyrics on the blackboard with a look of emotion on his face.

It's worth noting that every time he appears on a show, he completely outshines everyone else with his talent and astonishing knowledge.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yueheng gave him a "baptism of fire" right from the start.

"These lyrics could be used to participate in the Poetry Competition hosted by Dong Qing."

Wang Bingshui blinked her watery eyes, completely captivated by Wang Yueheng's renewed display of literary talent.

"It seems there's really nothing that can stump Yue Heng."

Huang Bai spoke on behalf of everyone in Infinite Challenge, expressing his feelings.

"Writing about the heavens, only capturing a corner of the sun and moon's long passage."

He painted the earth, but only a corner of it, where the mountains and rivers remained unharmed…

Principal Jiang Hongyi and several other teachers looked increasingly serious as they watched the lyrics being written on the blackboard.

The lyrics, brimming with deep patriotism, inspire awe and respect.

Several teachers who came to the grasslands to teach.

Just a few lines of lyrics were enough to bring tears to my eyes.

As a heavyweight director at CCTV, Tian Yihui was also struck by the lyrics that Wang Yueheng had just written.

His eyes revealed an expression of appreciation.

No wonder he's a contestant highly regarded by Grandpa Jiang Zhongli.

Whether it's their cultural heritage or their image and temperament, they are unforgettable.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Wang Yueheng wrote down the complete lyrics on the blackboard in one go.

Furthermore, the musical score was written directly on the remaining blank space on the blackboard.

"So that's how this song is sung..."

Professional singers and artists such as Luo Xiaoxiang and Sun Xing immediately grasped the melody of the song through the sheet music.

They even couldn't help but hum along quietly beforehand.

"Next, I'll demonstrate the song for you all once. After you've learned it, we can sing it together, okay?"

Wang Yueheng put down the chalk, turned around, looked at the children below the stage, and smiled as he spoke.

Okay~

"Whoosh~"

Immediately afterwards, the children sitting at their desks shouted in unison and then clapped excitedly.

I can't wait to learn this new song.

Song Mei, a tall girl with an excellent voice, looked at Wang Yueheng with anticipation in her eyes.

Although I can't fully understand the lyrics.

But from the surprised expressions of those around her, she realized that this would be a great song.

"Then I'll accompany Yue Heng on the music."

Sun Xing stared at the sheet music on the blackboard, still sitting in front of the electronic keyboard, and said.

"Then let's all try to learn it once, and then teach the children this new song."

Huang Bai reminded him from the side.

In the grassland learning classroom.

Wang Yueheng pointed to the sheet music on the blackboard and patiently taught the new song line by line.

Standing on the podium, he faced the innocent and naive children before him.

They tried to use their songs to depict the grandeur and magnificence of their motherland's mountains and rivers.