I have no regrets about coming to China in this life, and I will still be a Chinese in the next life!

The audience in the live broadcast room also boiled over at this moment!

[Damn, this is direct cultural expansion, Great Xia is awesome!]

[Today the nine provinces unite, tomorrow the rivers and mountains will be unified!]

[In the past, pure music could at most be considered ancient style, this is national style! National style!!

This is swallowing mountains and rivers, all nations coming to pay tribute, my vast Great Xia, peace! under! heaven!]

[When Ryukyu returns, I will listen to jiuzhou tong for a whole day.]

[Only one day? A year wouldn't be too much!]

[...]

One song singing through five thousand years,

Great Xia's ten thousand li, the nine provinces unite!

This, perhaps, is the feeling most people had after listening!

Wan Guan Entertainment!

After listening, Situ Yanran was so excited that she directly pinched her thigh.

Eh, it didn't hurt!

Dreaming?

That's right, it must be a dream.

How could there be such a divine song in this world?

"Ah, ouch ouch ouch, Yanran, be gentle, you can be excited, but pinch yourself, why pinch me?"

The manager covered her thigh, in excruciating pain.

"I really didn't expect that the delivery Xiao Ge I pulled down from his electric scooter to sing could come this far, and have such talent.

I've done two most correct things in my life.

One is persisting in music.

The other is handing Nan Ye a microphone!"

Although the assistant kept shouting in pain, she strongly agreed with Situ Yanran's words.

Nan Ye's musical talent is truly like a surging river.

...

In the small courtyard!

Lu Chu had been holding his teacup since he started listening to jiuzhou tong.

Even now, after the song ended, he was still holding the teacup.

It had been a full five minutes!

The boiling hot tea now only had a trace of warmth left.

Although he remained silent, there were a thousand words in his heart.

I went abroad for further study, seeking the essence of Western musical instrument composition.

Upon returning to the country, I continued to study national style music with Master MiyaI Ichiro.

Although not even half as good as Master MiyaI Ichiro, I considered myself a talented person among the younger generation.

Now, what's the deal with this Nan Ye?

"Qin Wang Po Zhen Yue" can be understood, as it was compiled from ancient scores.

Is this song, jiuzhou tong, really his original creation?

Is this really a piece that someone from the younger generation could create?

There were countless questions in his heart, but when they reached his mouth, only one sentence remained:

"Master MiyaI Ichiro, can you produce such a naturally perfect piece?"

After listening, Zhou Yuanyan did not answer immediately, but instead drained the tea in his cup in one gulp.

He then refilled his cup and slowly spoke:

"Difficult! Very difficult!"

"Perhaps, but it would take me several years, and in my lifetime, I might only be able to create one or two such pieces!"

After hearing this, Lu Chu's hand trembled slightly, and some tea spilled from the cup, wetting his clothes.

Only then did he realize that the teacup had not yet been put down.

A Top Producer said he might only be able to create one or two such pieces in his entire life.

Does that mean that Nan Ye, in terms of composition, is already at the Top Producer level?

When he thought of this, Lu Chu's usual calmness disappeared.

While he was searching high and low, someone had already walked ahead of him.

Lyrics, it's fine if he couldn't beat Nan Ye.

Now he found that in composition, he still couldn't beat him.

Such a blow cannot be said to be small!

Zhou Yuanyan saw all of Lu Chu's reactions, but didn't say much.

If Zhou Yu was born, why was Zhuge Liang also born!

This is a hurdle for his disciple; if he crosses it, he will become a dragon or a phoenix. If he cannot cross it, he can only stay here.

He can only rely on himself for everything.

...

Panda Music Academy!

Leap's mouth was left with only: "Woah, that's outrageous, very outrageous, extremely outrageous, even more outrageous than me, Leap!

How can this Nan Ye be so outrageous?"

Professor Wang Heng, who was beside him, patted Leap on the head.

"Now you know he's outrageous?

I told you to study for two more years before entering the entertainment industry.

But you, thinking your high notes were great, started messing around!

I'm telling you, for these two years, keep studying with me!"

Leap closed his mouth, looking wronged and miserable, but not daring to say no.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come to find this old man.

But if he didn't come, his skill level would only fall further and further behind.

Sigh, headache!

He only heard Professor Wang Heng sigh again:

"Very good, for the next period of time, I won't need to prepare lessons again.

Nan Ye's "Qin Wang Po Zhen Yue", "victory", and this song, jiuzhou tong.

Are already enough for me to teach for half a semester!"

Leap was stunned as he listened.

He finally knew why he was so unreliable; it turned out he had an even more unreliable Teacher.

"Woah, Teacher, you've been milking Nan Ye dry, every time he releases a pure music piece, you explain it?"

Professor Wang Heng, seeing that he had been exposed, glared at Leap: "What, not allowed?

Nan Ye's talent is such that even I must learn from him in some aspects.

Using his pieces to teach lessons, is there a problem?

If I don't explain, do you know the intricacies within?

If I don't explain, can the students understand how amazing it is?

I am setting an example for them, so they have more motivation to study.

Understand!"

Leap was left speechless by the rebuttal, scratched his head, and said: "You are right, everything you say is right!"

...

In a military camp, there were hundreds of veterans of the War of Resistance.

Nowadays, there are probably only over ten thousand surviving veterans of the War of Resistance.

Today they were invited to visit the current military strength.

Let them talk to the soldiers about their experiences and the shortcomings of modern troops.

At the same time, it was to let the soldiers know how difficult it was for the soldiers back then.

During the halftime break, the live broadcast of this instrument exchange meeting happened to be playing.

When they heard jiuzhou tong, the group of elderly people raised their heads.

In their memories, there were scenes of charging into battle, killing enemies, and comrades leaving one after another.

It was both joyful and bitter.

Some elderly people were even in tears.

What was bitter was that period of time, it was too difficult!

What was joyful was that Great Xia is no longer a giant that can be bullied by foreign countries at will.

What was joyful was that the people of Great Xia have an environment where they can live and work in peace, instead of being displaced in war.

What was joyful was that in their lifetime, they could still hear a good song that made their blood boil.

The elderly man at the very front was once a company commander.

He used all his strength and roared: "Stand up!"

More than a hundred elderly people stood up at the same time.

Not only that, but the ten thousand young soldiers behind them also stood up at the same time.

"Attention!"

"Salute!"

The movements were uniform, something etched into their bones.

Simply unforgettable!

And this, perhaps, was the last formal salute of their lives.

The company commander shouted again:

"We have shed sweat and blood for Great Xia, but we have never complained.

In this life, I have no regrets entering Hua Xia,

In the next life, I will still be Daxia!

In the next life, I will still be a soldier!"

Everyone quietly looked at the bright red flag in the sky...

...

After a period of waiting, it was finally time to announce the votes for jiuzhou tong.