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"You should be strong when you are old, but you would rather have a gray-headed heart?"

"Poor and strong, the ambition not to fall into the blue sky."

At the Kyoto Culture and Entertainment Department, big bosses gathered at this time.

After hearing this, everyone was in high spirits.

Minister Gu Zhenting’s weathered face seemed to be glowing with the second spring, full of energy and happy mood.

"This son's talent is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. He is truly a great blessing to our Dragon Kingdom."

"Perhaps talents that are rare in hundreds of years will come to our generation."

"What Minister Gu said is true."

"In half a year, there will be an entertainment event held in the Magic City. If this son can attend, our Dragon Kingdom may be able to fight."

Gu Zhenting nodded, "Judging from the two songs he composed, The Motherland Will Not Forget and My Long Guoxin."

"This man must be a patriotic person who loves his country and his people. If he is invited to attend the entertainment event held in Shanghai, he will not refuse."

A preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion of more than 700 words.

It ended with Yun Fan's calm and orderly voice.

Whether you understand the content or not.

Whether it’s people at the small night market along the Xijiang River or people watching Shanghai TV.

They all stood up and gave him endless applause.

At this time, Nan Tengfei was invited by Yunfan to create for him.

It was like standing on the clouds, feeling like he was in a dream, knowing that he would become a hero of Jiangnan Province.

With this ancient parallel prose composed by Yun Fan, he is in charge.

Jiangnan Province will definitely attract countless tourists, thereby driving up their consumption in the province.

After the applause slowly ended, Yun Fan looked in the direction of Nan Tengfei.

"Mr. Nan, are you satisfied with this preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion?"

He was not only satisfied, he was extremely satisfied.

I can't wait to fly back to Jiangnan Province immediately to report this matter.

"Mr. Yun's masterpiece, not to mention my Nan Teng Fei, I guess no one in the world can fault it."

"Thank you, Mr. Nan, for your compliment."

……

After taking a short rest to adjust, Yunfan looked towards the audience.

"Next, I would like to invite the second friend who needs my creation tonight to come forward."

"Hello, Mr. Yun, my name is Yue Jingzhong."

"My grandfather is an old revolutionary, and both my parents have been loyal to the country."

"Now that I have graduated from university, I have passed the civil service examination and will enter an official career."

"I would like to ask you, sir, to compose a piece for me and my family."

After saying that, he immediately handed Yunfan 50 yuan.

Hearing this, Yun Fan was greatly shocked.

In his two lifetimes, he respected the most righteous people who served the country and the people.

This time Yun Fan did not take the money from him.

And he even stood up in person and bowed deeply to him.

"Mr. Yue, your family has served the country and the people for three generations. You don't need to pay any fees to me, Yunfan."

"Tonight, I will write a work for you, specially given to you and your family."

After hearing what Yun Fan said, Yue Jingzhong thought of his deceased parents and living grandfather, and his eyes turned red.

"May I ask who can provide the four treasures of the study?" Yun Fan looked at the crowd and said loudly.

Now Yunfan is almost responsive to all requests on the banks of the Xijiang River.

It takes less than a moment. Yunfan has laid rice paper on the table.

Yue Ruge stood beside him, polishing his ink.

Yunfan had practiced calligraphy for a period of time before and had some attainments in calligraphy.

He took a pen and wrote:

Set a heart for heaven and earth

Make a living for the people

Continuing the unique learning for the saints

Create peace for all eternity

Place of signature: Yun Fan presented it to Yue Jingzhong.

The fonts with wet ink are vigorous and powerful.

Its content is even more profound and shocking.

Yue Ruge's beautiful eyes looked at the black words on the table, and her heart could not calm down for a long time.

This is the man she likes. How many people in the world can have such a mind and spiritual pursuit?

Yun Fan then handed the completed work to Yue Jingzhong, "Let's encourage you together."

Yue Jingzhong took this heavy and stunning masterpiece with both hands.

I cried with joy in my heart. This was a supreme praise for three generations of his in-law family.

"Mr. Yun's stunning masterpiece will definitely hang in your home and be read every morning and evening."

When this word was transmitted to the live screen and TV through the live camera of Shanghai TV.

Everyone was once again shocked to the point of being almost speechless.

In the Dihao Villa in Kyoto, Yue Xuancheng watched the Magic City TV.

"No wonder my little sister falls in love with him."

……

"Please come forward tonight, the last friend who needs me to create for you."

"Hello, Mr. Yun, my name is Igor Mosang, and I come from the foreign Indo-Yan ethnic group."

"More than ten years ago, my parents took me to escape to the Dragon Kingdom. Now my homeland and nation no longer exist."

"..."

Listen to his despair.

Yun Fan suddenly remembered the tragic fate of the Indians on the American continent.

I felt that it was the portrait of the man in front of me, and I also thought of that tragic song, The Last of the Mohicans.

"You should be considered one of the last remaining people of your Indo-Yan ethnic group."

"I express my deep sympathy and heartache for the misfortune of your country and nation."

"I will now play the last Indo-Yan song for you and your deceased people."

Yunfan took out Changxiao and put it on his lips.

His eyes are closed.

With a flick of the finger.

The sound of the flute sounded slowly.

This song expresses the extremely helpless cry of a nation.

The originally peaceful and peaceful life was ruthlessly slaughtered by the invaders.

The freedom that once existed has been put in shackles, and the entire nation is facing annihilation.

But in such a situation, he is unable to resist and cannot break free from the shackles of fate.

The song contains both the glory and beauty of rising.

There is also the helplessness and heartbreak of having territory trampled and plundered by invaders.

There were also helpless shouts and low cries.

The whole song tells the story of the vicissitudes and sufferings of a race.

During Yunfan's performance.

The whole song has a melodious melody, but the sound is heart-wrenching.

Weeping, complaining and crying, one can clearly hear the despair.

I can hear heartbreak, struggle, and even more unwillingness and helplessness!

This is the vast tragedy of a nation.

The melodious and charming melody tells of endless sadness, helplessness and vicissitudes of life, which makes people feel heartbroken.

It expresses the helplessness of the decline of a thousand-year civilization and sings the sadness of the rise and fall of a nation.

For this desolate and shocking song.

No matter how many times you listen to it, you can always relate to it and it can always hit the soul silently.

This is the cry of grief from the deepest heart.

Everyone who listens to this song

There are no words to describe Yun Fan's extraordinary talent.

What kind of soul does it take to improvise and perform this unique piece of music?

Just a few minutes.

Yunfan finished playing.

People who listen to this song.

The soul has almost been baptized.

"Mr. Igor Mosan, I deeply sympathize with your people and their motherland for their misfortune, and I only mourn them with this song."

"Thank you, Mr. Yun, I think my people can hear it."

Yunfan specifically looked at the live broadcast of Modu TV and said loudly:

"The world is not peaceful, but fortunately we live in a safe and peaceful country."

"I will not regret entering the Dragon Kingdom in this life, and I will be a Dragon Kingdom person in the next life."