The rise of the country from the entertainment industry

Chapter 17 Speech Causes Dispute
"One more song! One more song!"

"One more song!"

Jiang Li was still slightly out of breath, but the corners of his eyes twitched when he heard this.

You little bastards, do you think I have two lungs?Do you know what it means to accept it when you see it?
"Again, one more song!"

Suddenly, a soft echo came from behind him.

Jiang Li: "..."

Senior sister, do you dare to shout louder?
It is not enough to play another song, he stepped forward and slightly lowered his hands to suppress the field, and his restrained and steady aura made the field gradually quiet.

"Students, don't make a fuss, and feel sorry for my lungs more or less, so I won't waste everyone's time."

"If you are interested in traditional musical instruments such as suona and guqin, please pay attention to my bib. I will also share the live version of "囍" on the bib. Thank you."

Jiang Li took advantage of the opportunity to play a wave of advertisements, which drew good-natured laughter from the crowd.

The host also walked forward with a smile, jokingly said;

"Okay, it seems that Jiang has no luck to accept the enthusiasm of the juniors, and then return to our main topic, let's see what is going to happen next."

"Oh~ it's the representative of the old students who came to speak on stage haha."

The host smiled wickedly, but Jiang Li, who was about to step down, froze.

He turned his head and walked back with a blank expression, and took out the speech.

"Then, let's continue to hand over the stage to the old student representative, Jiang Li!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone saw Senior Jiang's expressionless face full of depression, and couldn't help laughing, even Li Xiujin, who was in the leadership seat, couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Li stood alone on the stage, holding a speech written by a certain vice chairman in his hand.

"Dear leaders, teachers, dear students:
Hello everyone!I am Jiang Li, a sophomore in the School of Journalism and Communication in 2016.It is a great honor to be able to speak at this opening ceremony as a representative of old students today.

The same bright early autumn, the same passion, seeing my classmates, I seem to have returned to..."

He was reading the manuscript, and then stopped suddenly.

Tsk, no matter how many times I read it, I can't stand this kind of nonsense...

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, Jiang Li became ruthless and stuffed the manuscript into his pocket.

Senior, this is it, are you going to start messing around?

Facing everyone's puzzled expressions, he sorted out his thoughts and said:

"I know that everyone doesn't like to hear such nonsense, and the theme of today's party is 'Yang Guofeng', so...

"Today I don't speak official language, don't talk empty words, and don't talk nonsense. As a senior, I will tell everyone what is in my heart as the 'inheritor of Chinese music'."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and their first reaction was to look at the leaders.

Some of the older leaders frowned slightly, but the smile on Cao Yiping's face became brighter, like a blooming chrysanthemum, while the smile on Li Xiujin's face remained the same, without any displeasure.

"Students, please listen to me.

It was the best of times and it was the worst of times; it was the age of wisdom and it was the age of foolishness.

We may have everything, or we may have nothing; we are going to heaven, and we are going to hell. "

People don't know why, some people are thoughtful.

"I think many of you know something about me, some of the things I've done, some of the names I've been known for.

But in fact, there is only one thing I have always insisted on in the past-playing the piano and promoting Chinese music.

However, playing the piano all day long and no one knows about it, how sad is it to argue that the world knows it? "

"I often see some short-sighted self-media talking about cultural concessions in Bibo, proposing to relax the review of foreign cultural works, thinking that the country is a cultural desert, and water needs to be diverted from the outside, but they never consider that if they drill wells to get water, what's the matter? Pitiful?"

"The excellent culture of our country, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has been criticized as cannibalism, but the extremely perfect and false love in Goryeo dramas has made Chinese people addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves. The influence of foreign culture has penetrated into the bone marrow. How lamentable is it to turn Huaguo into what they want, but the people of the country don't know it yet?"

"I hope you can understand that in the face of foreign cultures, we don't have to lower our proud heads; in the face of foreign cultures, we cannot relax our vigilance; in the face of foreign cultures, we must insist on our own objective judgment."

"If even we, as media people, indulge in the beautiful fantasy shaped by foreign cultures, then this country of China, which has been passed down for thousands of years, will no longer be the country of China."

"I would like to work together with you to compose the most unique movement for the cause of Huaguo's spiritual and cultural construction!"

"I am with you, and I share with you."

Sad, pitiful, talkable?

When these three questions came out, some people were dumbfounded, some laughed, and some got angry.

But Jiang Li didn't care, he bowed and turned to leave.

What he said is likely to cause an uproar on the Internet again.

There will be people who don't care, people who will be awakened, and people who will be irritated.

But Jiang Li didn't care, because people who pretended to be asleep couldn't be woken up.

The crowd in the stands became noisy. After all, they were just freshmen entering the university.

Even in the ivory tower, naturally there is no sense of responsibility as a media person, let alone the awareness of dedicating one's life to the cause of spiritual and cultural construction in Huaguo.

"What is this guy talking about inexplicably? What kind of culture invades cultural self-confidence at a good orientation party?"

"I think he's right. What do you think he said wrong?"

"This...is very inexplicable anyway."

"Be quiet, students, be quiet! Hey, you two, don't do anything!"

Seeing the chaotic situation in the arena, Li Xiujin slapped his head with a bit of a headache.

He got up and went on stage, turned up the volume of the microphone, approached and pointed it at the speaker, and suddenly there was a piercing howling sound.

Everyone couldn't help showing pained expressions and covered their ears, and the venue finally became quiet.

"I personally agree with Mr. Jiang's speech, and I have benefited a lot from it.

I don't have too high requirements for freshmen, but this is the first lesson you have to learn,
As a media person, learn to agree with other people's views, and always maintain an objective and calm attitude to think and learn. "

Principal Li was full of aura and supported Jiang Li. The students who were still angry just now turned off their fire and lowered their heads embarrassingly.

At this moment in the background, Shen Ling looked at the silent Jiang Li in front of her, feeling a little at a loss. She felt sorry for her junior, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

The junior should be very uncomfortable now, after all, just now so many people's mentality exploded, as if they had been stepped on a painful spot.

And what is Jiang Li thinking at this moment?

Let's reward myself by eating elbows tonight, alas, what a fulfilling and interesting college life!

That's right, the same sentence, he doesn't care, since he is destined to show his sharpness, let's show his sharpness.

As for those criticisms?
Human beings are the most adaptable creatures, especially netizens.

When he really becomes famous, all the slander and criticism will disappear.

"Huh? What's the matter, senior?"

Jiang Li looked at Shen Ling who had been keeping his mouth shut and kept asking questions.

But in her eyes, it became an expression of stubbornness, and as soon as her heart softened, she hugged her junior in her arms.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Li, who was suddenly hugged by his senior sister, was even more confused.

What's wrong, senior?Too excited after the show?

(End of this chapter)