"What a big tone." Chen Guangzong walked over and said coldly.
He didn't know that the person in front of him was the woman who frightened all the noble ladies in Kyoto.
All the wealthy ladies in Kyoto who were a bit arrogant had tasted the slap from Na Qing.
Many of the more coquettish ladies have been tasted by the scholar masters.
Na Qingcai was too lazy to waste words with Chen Guangzong, so he walked aside and talked gently to Chen Xian.
Soon, the host began to speak on stage: "Now we would like to invite Shen Xian to come on stage to sing."
Many fans in the audience were stunned, and the scene suddenly fell silent.
There was no applause.
Then, a burst of discussion broke out.
"Who is Shen Xian?"
"Is he also a singer who is good at singing Japanese songs?"
"I know Chen Xian, he's also a singer, the CEO of Jinhe Media, and he's quite accomplished in Chinese studies."
Shen Xian took a step and walked towards the stage, followed by Han Ran and other students.
Seeing Chen Xian appear on stage, many fans in the audience were unhappy.
"Go down, what are you doing? This is the Snow Mountain Music Festival, we are not here to listen to you sing some Mandarin song!"
"Exactly. Who wants to listen to you sing? This is the home ground of our distinguished foreign guests. Why are you here to make trouble?"
"Look, there are other Mandarin singers participating in the competition. Why are you joining in the fun?"
Many radical fans in the audience shouted, many of them were female fans, accusing Shen Xian.
Seeing this, Na Qing took a deep breath.
Be patient a little longer!
Akio Ono and a few others squatted on the ground with contemptuous smiles on their faces.
Look, people in your country don’t support you.
Shen Xian ignored the accusations of these radical fans, picked up the microphone, and slowly spoke: "Music has no national boundaries, but history cannot be desecrated and memory cannot be tampered with. When some people, carrying the blood of unresolved war crimes, stand on this stage, whitewash their sins with melodies, and continue to insult the suffering nation with lyrics, music becomes poison!"
"Today, I am not here to perform. I am here to speak for the innocent souls who can no longer speak, and for the thousands and thousands of ancestors who fought and sacrificed under the iron hoofs of the invaders, and to make the voice of our great nation heard!"
"Please remember, it is not us who are perpetuating the hatred. It is some people who are constantly uncovering the scars of history and trying to rub salt into them!"
“And you who are accusing others are forgetting history and the pain!”
"I feel even more sad for you. You are ashamed of your ancestors and your bloodline!"
Shen Xian looked around and swept his cold eyes over the radical crowd.
There are quite a few patriotic male fans among them. Upon hearing this, they all looked thoughtful.
yes.
Chen Xian was right, music has no borders, and there was nothing wrong with them coming here to listen to music and join in the carnival.
But if someone attacks under the guise of music, then he should be condemned!
Following Chen Xian's accusation, he looked around and saw that many of the boys had already stopped protesting, and the voices of those radical female fans gradually became weaker.
Some people started live streaming or shooting videos.
They feel that today will be a feast of traffic.
After all, every time Shen Xian appears, there is a lot of traffic.
From the Red-topped Big Eye to Jinshan Island, from the institute ceremony to the Yueyang Tower, and then to the Communication University's anniversary celebration, every time Chen Xian appears, there will be a sensation.
The scene was still a little noisy, Shen Xian looked at Han Ran and others behind him and asked, "Are you ready?"
Han Ran and the others nodded, then stood in their respective positions according to the rehearsal before Shen Xianlai, and put on headsets.
As Shen Xian slowly raised his right hand over his temple, he and the students began to sing the first line: "A big river with wide waves, the wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides."
"I live on the shore, and I'm used to hearing the boatman's call."
"I am used to seeing the white sails on the ship, and the wide waves on the river."
The lyrics are sincere, simple, friendly and vivid, and the gentle and pleasant melody sounds.
Many listeners only felt a surging sense of homesickness, which overflowed in the singing, making people seem to see the beautiful scenery of sails drifting on the rivers of the motherland and the fragrant rice fields.
"In order to open up new horizons, the sleeping mountains were awakened and the rivers were changed. This is the heroic motherland, where I grew up. In this ancient land, there is the power of youth everywhere."
When this mixed chorus appeared, it was like a mountain torrent rushing down, singing the theme of "This is the beautiful motherland" with surging passion and majestic momentum, fully expressing the soldiers' infinite love for the motherland and hometown and their heroic spirit!
Many boys at the scene felt goose bumps all over their bodies.
As for Na Qing, he stared at Shen Xian on the stage with his eyes wide open.
She loved the melody of this song so much, and the lyrics made her feel simple and back to nature!
“This song is quite interesting!”
“The lyrics are obviously very simple, but I feel a sense of grandeur sweeping over me!”
"Why do I feel like the DNA engraved in my blood has moved?"
At the scene, many men were talking, and the noise began to dissipate gradually.
And when the sentence "When friends come, we have good wine; if jackals come, we have shotguns to welcome them!" appeared, many people in the audience felt that their blood was burning and boiling!
This line of lyrics suddenly stands out amidst the beautiful melody, with a clear attitude, resounding and powerful, like thunder piercing the ears!
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