"Emperor Ye. Can you sing me a song?" After looking at Victoria Bay in the distance for a while, Nangong Qingyin, who was a little aesthetically tired, turned his head to Emperor Ye and said expectantly.

"What song?"

""Pearl of the Orient", I like it very much, when Hong Kong returned to China in 97, I cried when I listened to it, I believe that in this world, there will be no song that describes Hong Kong can compare with this song. Nangong Qingyin made a decision about the "Pearl of the Orient" in his heart in an almost paranoid tone.

For "Pearl of the Orient", Ye Huang is naturally familiar with it, and when Andy Lau and Na Ying sang this song at Yenching University, he sat in the audience.

As a killer, he should have been extremely cold-blooded, but this song, at that time, touched the hearts of almost every Chinese people, including Ye Huang.

Just like Zhang Mingmin singing "My Chinese Heart" abroad, every melody sounded to bring Ye Huang a spiritual sublimation, and this spiritual baptism is an important source of power for Ye Huang to always be firm that he is a Chinese person.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Huang will almost never be absent from every performance of Zhang Mingmin abroad, which is a kind of paranoia, and it is also a kind of sustenance for the soul of China in a foreign country, and there are not a few people like him.

Thinking of Zhang Mingmin, who had lost some of his original voice above, sang "My Chinese Heart" in a way that did not have many gorgeous skills, what Ye Huang saw was often the tears of every Chinese wanderer in a foreign country below.

It's as if every syllable of this song is magically infectious, making people unable to control their tear ducts.

And the Pearl of the Orient was the same in 97 years, he could touch the hearts of almost every Chinese person with patriotic feelings.

It is true that Ye Huang knew that "Pearl of the Orient" was not done for the return of Hong Kong in 97, but Luo Dayou's "Pearl of the Orient" used a compatriot feeling and a compassionate attitude to tell the hesitation and worry of the Hong Kong public when they returned to the motherland.

It is this kind of realm that is consistent with the historical moment that makes "Pearl of the Orient" sung in the land of China in a devastating way, and at that time, even people who can't sing anymore will hum two sentences.

Just like the "Song of the Seven Sons" sung when Macao returned to the motherland in 99, you can't sing it and hum it, and the kind of music that goes deep into the bone marrow is like a Chinese soul planted in the body.

Whether it is "Pearl of the Orient" or "Song of the Seven Sons" or even the more widely sung "My Chinese Heart", Ye Huang believes that they will become an indelible chapter in the history of Chinese music with the accumulation of historical years.

"The river bends southward and flows to the Xiangjiang River to see if your demeanor is still ...... the Pearl of the Orient, my love," holding Nangong Qingyin's somewhat dry cheeks blown by the wind, Ye Huang sang the first two sentences of "Pearl of the Orient" affectionately in a low and gentle tone.

Without Luo Dayou's straightforwardness, nor Andy Lau's softness, such a bland chant seems to have a kind of magic.

As soon as Ye Huang's two sentences came out, the people around Ye Huang who were originally crowded all fell silent, and turned to look at Ye Huang, a couple hugging each other.

At the same time, Nangong Qingyin, who was a little shy, also adjusted his mood and sang slowly.

"The harbor of the moon is crooked, the night is deep, the lights are shining, and the Pearl of the Orient has been sleepless all night, guarding the promise of the vicissitudes of the sea......"

It also doesn't have Na Ying's slightly hoarse voice, but it is just as magical, unpretentious and full of affection.

The two seemed to become the protagonists of the observation deck on Taiping Mountain in an instant, and men and women sang to each other in this way.

The soft and soothing tone infected everyone present.

Gradually, the tourists who stood there just to see the scenery rose up with that long-lost patriotic feeling, and that sense of national identity and pride arose.

One, two, three...... At the end of the day, everyone present, along with the old people and children, followed the leading Ye Huang and Nangong Qing to sing this song "Pearl of the Orient" that every Chinese person is familiar with.

In the distance, leaning on the side of the observation deck, a gray-haired old man who was guarded by seven or eight people in the middle, quietly watched the scene happening in front of him, and the hundreds of people sang "Pearl of the Orient" under the drive of Emperor Ye and Nangong Qingyin, with a faint smile on his face, his eyes flashed, and he was extremely bright.

And the few people standing around him also seemed to be infected at this moment, singing in a low voice, but they didn't have the concentration of the old man, and their eyes were already foggy.

They are soldiers, soldiers of the republic guarding this land, and "Pearl of the Orient" is easier for them to resonate in their hearts.

From the 97 stationed in Hong Kong, more than ten years have passed now, and the soldiers guarding Hong Kong, the proud son of China, have changed wave after wave of the deep patriotism, the persistence that dissolves in the blood and the soul of the army.

Suddenly, in the middle, Ye Huang's hundreds of people suddenly stopped sounding.

The old man with Huafa here suddenly woke up from that emotion, and it turned out that a song had already been sung......

"Chief, it's cold on the mountain, let's go back, right?" The person who spoke to this old man with Huafa was none other than the commander-in-chief of the Hong Kong Garrison, Lieutenant General Xiao Dingguo, and the old chief in front of him was none other than the founding general Dugu Aotian!

"Dingguo, what do you think of that kid?" Dugu Aotian squinted slightly, looked at Ye Huang, who was talking to some tourists in the distance, and asked lightly.

"Old chief, are you interested in this child?"

Xiao Dingguo asked with a pale face when he heard the words of his old chief.

"Hehe, sort of. There aren't many kids like that these days. He shook his head and sighed.

It's not that Dugu Aotian says that one generation is not as good as the next, it's just that Dugu Aotian understands that today's children have not suffered greatly, and they can't compare with the previous generation at some levels, and these people need more in-depth training to become the cornerstone of the republic.

But the Ye Huang in front of him made him see the patriotic feelings that are different from those young people who only focus on the pursuit of material life.

"This son is full of patriotic feelings, every word is from true feelings, and he should be a good child. Moreover, these tourists are also infected, and their hearts have been greatly baptized after all. If there are more of these young people in Huaxia Country, who would dare to bully me in Huaxia!"

"For the sake of me, when I really have the eyes to see away, this kid of the Ye family, no matter how bad he is, I'm afraid he will be better than the few boys of the Wang family who only know how to run their own power. Shaking his head and sighing, Dugu Aotian turned around and walked down the Taiping Mountain Observation Deck-

PS: There is one more change, in an hour.