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The bald man and the rabbit saw the foot pot chicken fell down, and appeared together to attack the foot pot chicken.

The foot pot chicken was so angry that he spoke Japanese that he couldn't understand, and then shouted:

"summon monster……"

But before he finished speaking, the bald man suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted: "The strongest summoned beast eagle sauce!"

An eagle sauce wearing an aviator hat appeared in the sky and dropped a mushroom egg in the air.

"Hi everyone, I am friend a of justice."

A huge mushroom cloud rises from the ground where the foot pot chicken fell, while the rabbit and the bald man are watching the most beautiful flowers.

"Good job, Rabbit," Baldy said, shining the brick behind him.

"You're not bad too, my dear. By the way, we agreed to take turns to sit..."

But before the rabbit finished speaking, the bald man took the lead, and the two sides fought again.

"And the ending of that year, everyone knows."

The rabbit waved to the bald man who was leaving in the boat, but the brick behind his back held tightly.

"Come again dear, don't be cowardly, let's fight head-on and have a good time."

"Wait, we'll catch up."

Next, the screen came to the grand founding ceremony that attracted the attention of the world, and the red door slowly opened.

Two rabbits are talking.

"Honey, are you ready?"

"Although, now we are in charge."

"But don't forget the original agreement."

"Use our own hands to create a well-fed and warmly clothed world."

"Not to be looked down upon."

"Florist!"

this moment.

A flower grower who is not bullied by others was born!

Rabbit of the florist, stand up!

......

When Wen Hao drew all the cartoon pictures on the manuscript paper, he couldn't help but his eyes turned slightly red.

The good life we have today was bought by countless martyrs who sacrificed their blood and lives.

Such a prosperous age, as you wish!

We must cherish this hard-won happy life.

and,

We will never forget that humiliating history!

Chapter 139 A song "Yellow Race", singing the soul of the Dragon Kingdom

The next day.

When Wen Hao finished his breakfast from the breakfast shop near the courtyard, he just walked back to the courtyard.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

Wen Hao took out his phone and looked at it.

Ah, it's Xie Tingfeng's!

At the Longguo Charity Night Party, after Wen Hao and Xie Tingfeng added each other's friends on V letter, they also told each other their mobile phone numbers.

As soon as Wen Hao connected the phone, Xie Tingfeng's hurried voice came from the phone:

"Mr. Wen, good morning!"

"Brother Feng, just call me Wen Hao!"

Xie Tingfeng's honesty also made Wen Hao quite fond of him.

"Hahaha, okay, Wen Hao, you should have guessed why I contacted you!"

"I want you to help me write a patriotic song that suits me!"

"no problem!"

Wen Hao immediately agreed to Xie Tingfeng.

At this moment, the song "Yellow Race" sung by "Brother Feng" in the original world could not help appearing in his mind.

This song is simply a perfect match for Xie Tingfeng's voice in this world-the voice is rough, calm, explosive and infectious.

"From the waves that have traveled five thousand miles, or the city wall to be rebuilt, all the faded yellow of history, gathered into the sunset and dyed me..."

"The more turbulent, the braver, the world will change and let me break through..."

The sonorous and powerful "Yellow Race" not only praised the indomitable spirit of the descendants of the Chinese nation, but also expressed the love of the Chinese sons and daughters for the nation.

As long as the melody of this song sounds, everyone who listens will become heroic, excited, and excited!

On the other end of the phone, Xie Tingfeng's mood immediately became excited.

"Thank you, Wen Hao!"

"I don't know when you can write it? I hope you can give me some time!"

Xie Tingfeng asked cautiously.

After all, he is now begging for help.

"Half an hour later!"

what? ?

half an hour later? ?

Did I hear you right? ? ! !

At this moment, Xie Tingfeng seriously suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing!

If Wen Hao said it would take half a month, he would think it was normal.

After all, songwriting also pays attention to inspiration, and it cannot be accomplished overnight in a day and a half.

So, Xie Tingfeng asked with a trembling voice and with great uncertainty:

"Wen Hao, how long did you just say it would take?"

"Half an hour!"

Wen Hao replied seriously again.

Xie Tingfeng was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

It turned out that he heard correctly.

Wen Hao did mean half an hour.

Ah this...

For a moment, Xie Tingfeng felt a little messy.

Wen Hao is not kidding him.

He began to regret his desperate gamble a little bit.

"Wen Hao, are you sure you're not kidding me??"

There was a trace of anxiety in Xie Tingfeng's voice.

Wen Hao also felt Xie Tingfeng's lack of confidence in him on the phone.

So he said lightly:

"I'm not joking with you. I've been conceiving a patriotic song before. The style of the whole song matches your voice perfectly!"

Hearing what Wen Hao said, Xie Tingfeng suddenly became excited:

"Wen Hao, then I won't bother you first, I look forward to your song!"

"Ok!"

After hanging up Xie Tingfeng's phone call, Wen Hao went to the desk and sat down, then picked up a piece of manuscript paper and wrote the numbered score of "Yellow Race".

In less than 15 minutes, a fresh song "Yellow Race" was born under Wen Hao's pen.

Wen Hao put down his pen, picked up his mobile phone and scanned the entire score into his own phone to generate a high-definition picture, and then unhurriedly sent the picture of the score of "Yellow Race" to Xie Tingfeng through v-mail... ωω

"Brother Feng, the score is here, please check it! If you are not satisfied, you can return it for a refund~"

At this time, Xie Tingfeng saw that the time had passed less than 25 minutes, and Wen Hao's speed immediately made him doubt life again.

So when he replied "received", he couldn't wait to click to enlarge the score to look at it.

At this time, the three words "yellow race" came directly into his eyes.

The inexplicable name of this song makes people feel a sense of pride in my heart!

He continued to look down.

From the waves that have traveled five thousand miles

Still a wall to be rebuilt

All the faded yellow of history

Gathered into a sunset dyed on me

From the sweat that has flowed through five thousand years

Still in the legendary prosperous Tang Dynasty