Upon hearing the announcement, the audience fell silent instantly.
This includes viewers who are still watching the live TV broadcast at this time.
The number of comments in the live stream doubled compared to before.
[See, I told you Yuan Yi would play again! You didn't believe me!]
[Haha, I knew it! He'll definitely sing at least three songs at any gala featuring patriotic songs!]
Look, here comes the second one!
[Wait, who is he?! What gives him the right to appear a second time?]
[Yeah, our brother hasn't even played yet, how come he's already in the second round?]
No, I protest! There's definitely something fishy going on!!!
I want to see my brother! I don't want to see him!!!
What's so great about him? Is he as handsome as our brother? Is he as good a singer as our brother?
[This person definitely has connections. I suggest you thoroughly investigate this director! Even a gala event can be rigged!!]
[I suggest you guys upstairs watch your words. Don't think you can just say whatever you want because you're young!]
Do you know who's going to be on stage?
I don't care who he is, as long as he gets in the way of me seeing my brother!
[A conspiracy, a conspiracy, a conspiracy! The outcome, the outcome, the outcome!!!]
[A conspiracy, a conspiracy, a conspiracy! The outcome, the outcome, the outcome!!!]
[A conspiracy, a conspiracy, a conspiracy! The outcome, the outcome, the outcome!!!]
[How ignorant! Kids these days are totally obsessed with celebrities, it's driving them crazy!!]
Do you know what kind of occasion this is? It's not your music festival, nor is it the concert you want to attend. Don't bring trouble to your stars!
[This is a celebration of the 75th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. He performs at least three songs whenever there are patriotic songs performed! Do you know how significant that is?]
I really don't know what schools are teaching these days!!!
At that moment, a series of sounds suddenly rang out from the scene.
"Crunch, crunch, crunch."
It sounded like the echo that could only be heard when people stepped on the snow.
And it was accompanied by heavy breathing and the howling of the north wind.
Amidst the howling north wind, some indistinct and muffled conversations could be heard.
At this moment, the accompaniment started playing, along with the sound of the accompaniment.
A clear, ethereal female voice followed!
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~".
"Autumn of 1951."
"It is still not time to embark on the journey home."
"When I return in triumph, I hope my sister will continue to teach me art."
"The troops are currently marching north, and we are not wearing any winter gear."
"The wild geese in the sky seemed to be afraid of the ghost army and kept flying south."
"The scouts said that there were guns and tanks behind that snow-capped mountain."
"I have felt anxious countless times."
As one simple yet profound voice after another rang out.
He didn't seem to be singing; he seemed to be reading an ordinary letter home.
The lyrics weren't just lyrics; they were a testament to the longing and yearning of countless soldiers.
Just then, that soul-chilling voice rang out again!
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"
"As this voice served as harmony, Yuan Yi continued his narration."
"I remember when my sister was young, she asked me why I didn't choose to be a bystander when joining the army was such a difficult journey?"
"The man was poor from a young age."
"We know all too well how hard-won this peace is."
"If it weren't for the People's Army, where would we get the money to cook rice and burn firewood?"
“At the bottom of the valley, I often dream of my sister singing with a smile on her face.”
"Like a crescent moon."
"So I'm afraid, I'm afraid of the incendiary bombs that are going to hit North Korea."
"Tomorrow, the clouds over our hometown will be torn apart as well."
"Every time I think of this, I can't stop my tears from flowing."
"I will give my life and my flesh to protect your voice."
Amidst the chorus of "Ah~ Ah~ Ah," Yuan Yi's slightly hurried voice sounded like a series of sharp arrows.
It shoots directly into people's hearts.
Looking at the figure on the stage and listening to his slightly immature voice.
My heart started to pound and hurt.
The images of those figures rushing to the Korean battlefield echoed in my mind.
A series of innocent faces appeared in my mind.
Yes, they are all teenagers in their early twenties.
Yet they fought and struggled for the stability of their motherland, resisting the invaders.
Ah~.
"The moon comes out, shining brightly."
Ah~.
"The moon comes out, shining brightly."
These two lines of lyrics played at this moment, regardless of what was in front of me.
Still watching on television, viewers in the live broadcast studio could no longer hold back their tears!
Listen to this! Now that's what you call a truly valuable song!
What were those things you heard before called? I'm not trying to belittle anyone! I just hope you remember that China's prosperity was hard-won!
We shouldn't forget the sacrifices of our predecessors. What can your idol worship bring? Can it bring about a strong and stable motherland?
[It breaks my heart to hear this! My maternal grandfather died in the Korean War, and my maternal grandmother raised her child alone! Now my maternal grandmother is over ninety years old!]
My second grandfather also died in that battle, and he still hasn't been found! I really hope he's among the next batch of volunteers who return home!
The glory forged by our forefathers with their blood deserves our even greater efforts to make our nation stronger!
Long live China! Go China! Long live China! Go China!!!
"Springtime in 1952."
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