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Chapter 208 Great Xia Army Soul

Chapter 208 Great Xia Army Soul

"Rush rush!"

"Kill the devil, kill the devil!"

As soon as he entered the room, he heard such a voice coming from the room.

According to the sound, it was coming from the TV.

And the picture presented on the TV series is a group of brave and unusual soldiers struggling to chase a group of thin, weak and deceitful soldiers.

Once he catches up, he will raise his sword and fall with his hand, showing his indomitable momentum.

And in front of the TV, there was a young boy watching the picture presented by the TV with piercing eyes.

Obviously this is an anti-war drama.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuan couldn't help thinking.

"Don't look, ahem... don't look!"

However, at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.

I saw Zhou Zhenguo angrily leaning on a cane and blocking his body in front of the TV.

The crutch in his hand hit the ground vigorously and said: "This is all fake."

"The little devil was much better than this back then."

"And at that time, where would there be such a handsome soldier?"

The more he talked about Zhou Zhenguo, the angrier he became, and even his old face trembled because of the anger.

"Cough cough..."

On the opposite side of Zhou Zhenguo, the little boy saw this scene.

It seemed a little frightened, and he sat there in a daze, a little at a loss.

"Dad, grandpa, he..."

Finally, when the little boy saw Zhou Xing, he ran behind him and hid.

Zhou Xing patted the little boy's head, as if to appease him, and then said helplessly, "Dad."

"Now is not what it was back then. This is just a scene shot by the director."

Seeing this, Zhou Xing turned off the TV first, then took a few steps forward, supported Zhou Zhenguo's body, and said helplessly, "It's pretty good to be able to capture this situation."

"Humph."

Zhou Zhenguo didn't give in at all, and said like a child with his neck stuck up, "If only we had it so easy back then."

"How come none of my comrades in arms know where they are buried?"

"If today's children learn this, how will the next generation understand the hardships of the past?"

"And how do you understand the harm they have done to our Great Xia?"

"Those who didn't know thought it was us Daxia who went to their land and caused harm."

Hearing this, Zhou Xing opened his mouth and finally looked at Zhang Guo helplessly.

He didn't speak, but Jiang Yuan and Zhang Guo obviously understood what his eyes wanted to say.

"Father."

Zhang Guo hurriedly stood up, and first accompanied someone with a smile and said: "As the director of Kyoto TV, I will accompany you first."

"But the Daxia market is indeed only popular for this kind of drama."

"If it is replaced by other scripts, the investment will be large, and not many artists will take over this kind of drama."

"Although the process of this kind of drama is a bit unsatisfactory, at least we can let the next generation of Daxia know this kind of history..."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhenguo didn't speak.

It's just that the already cloudy eyes seemed to become more cloudy.

After a moment of silence.

Zhou Zhenguo let out a long sigh, and said stubbornly, "Anyway, don't watch this kind of drama in the future."

"Read more history to understand what happened back then."

"Understand?"

In the room, after a while of silence.

Immediately, the little boy grabbed Zhou Xing's leg, showed a small head and nodded timidly, "I...I see, grandpa."

"It's good to know."

Zhou Zhenguo nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "Xing'er, take him to study history."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Yuan and continued: "Xiao Yuan, I made you laugh."

"It's okay, it's okay." Jiang Yuan waved his hands quickly.

Speaking of which, he was deeply moved by Zhou Zhenguo's words just now.

This kind of situation is also very common in the film and television dramas of the previous life.

However, the people in the previous life had no idea of ​​watching this kind of anti-war drama.

It will also jokingly call this type of drama the "anti-war drama".

However, in his previous life, there was an anti-war drama that Jiang Yuan liked to watch very much.

For this reason, I don’t know how many times I have swiped it, but I really feel a new feeling every time I do it.

And waited until Zhou Xing left with the little boy.

Zhou Zhenguo called Zhang Guo and Jiang Yuan to sit down.

After the three exchanged pleasantries for a while, Zhou Zhenguo got to the point and said, "Well...Xiao Yuan, can you sing me a song?"

"Sing a song?" Jiang Yuan was a little confused.

He has never been in touch with singing, at most he can only know a few opera accents.

But this is completely different from singing.

Although Jiang Yuan has never been in contact with it, he has heard of it more or less.

Some singers have been practicing since they were young, and they really interpret the saying that one minute on stage and ten years off stage is vividly interpreted.

"Father."

"You are making things difficult for Teacher Jiang Yuan."

Zhang Guo also chimed in at the right time: "Teacher Jiang Yuan is making music, not singing."

"That's it..." Zhou Zhenguo nodded lightly after hearing the words, "It's just that there are too few people listening to the song now."

"Old man." Hearing this, Jiang Yuan thought for a while and said, "If you don't mind."

"I can sing you a song."

"Sing?" The old man murmured.

Immediately he laughed and said, "Okay!"

"Good singing!"

Zhou Zhenguo smiled happily.

Although Jiang Yuan's singing part of the opera he likes very much.

But Jiang Yuan sang the song.

I have to say that Zhou Zhenguo still likes it very much.

For a long time, Zhou Zhenguo felt that he was not used to the current music.

But until I heard Jiang Yuan's song.

Only then did he realize that it wasn't that he didn't like the current music.

It's that what others sing doesn't conform to my own wishes.

So far, only Jiang Yuan's songs can perfectly match what he wants to express.

"Jiang Yuan, what song do you want to sing?" Zhang Guo was also curious.

He also listened to a lot of Jiang Yuan's music, each song can be called the pinnacle of Chinese in Zhang Guo's opinion.

If it were someone who didn't understand music, I'm afraid they wouldn't believe that so many songs were all created by the same person.

after all!

Classic songs are not created just by creating them.

How many people have created a good piece of music, but then can't create an equivalent music at all.

Such examples are not rare.

But this point seems to be completely non-existent in Jiang Yuan's body.

Not only can he create it, but in this process, the time between each time is even less.

It can be said that Jiang Yuan is a miracle.

A living miracle!

"What song?"

At the same time, a voice of inquiry was heard.

Jiang Yuan was also thinking in a low voice.

Since you want to sing, you must sing the best songs.

Of course, every song has its good points.

But each song is suitable for different people.

"What I want to sing is the soul of the Great Xia Army."

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Yuan raised his head, and there was a spotlight in his eyes.

"Great Xia Army Soul?"

"Yeah!"

Hearing the name, Zhou Zhenguo's cloudy eyes lit up immediately.

(End of this chapter)