Chapter Ninety-Eight: Eighteen Killings
At this time, as the lyricist of this military song, Yates, the great poet of New Europe, stood up, took off his hat to greet the audience, and accepted the enthusiastic applause of the entire audience. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This kind of treatment has been completely overwhelming, and it is no wonder that all literary and artistic workers are fascinated by the fact that the national leader can speak alone at the conference in the original time and space, and can accept such a high honor and the applause of the entire audience alone.
The old dwarf looked stunned and said: "If one day, I can enjoy such treatment, I really die without regrets......"
Xiao Zhang and Xiao Wang also nodded silently, and involuntarily looked at Chen Yang's side.
Although their seats are better than Chen Yang, but when Suzuki suke is concerned, he will also accept the worship and applause of the audience, this Chen Yang can follow him, the Japanese teacher, into the big shot, and broadcast it live to the audience all over the world, this is an honor that most talents will not enjoy in their lifetime...... I can't help but be envious.
Su Huai felt that the respect for literary and artistic workers in this time and space had really reached a lofty realm, no wonder so many people devoted themselves to the field of culture, and various art categories were fighting endlessly.
Alas, this kind of life for the sake of profit is really tiring......
After the armies of several countries in Africa, Australia, and India, it was the turn of the Japanese Army, and with the majestic murmur of the Japanese soldiers, the famous military song "Jun's Generation" sounded:
"My emperor is prosperous, thousands of generations, gravel into rocks, moss all over, long-term peace and stability, the country is rich and the people are Tai~"
Compared with the previous military songs of several other countries, the artistic conception and rhetoric of Japan's "Junno Dai" are far superior to each other, and when Suzukisuke, who is not good-looking, stood up, the audience burst into the warmest applause.
This is his famous work, and with this military song, it is enough to make him famous for eternity and leave an indelible mark in the literary world.
Suzuki Susuke in the camera, Chen Yang's face really appeared, and the staff of Radio 11 didn't know why they all had an inexplicable sense of pride, I really didn't expect that there would be such a capable person among our colleagues!
And everyone in the Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles also looked very uncomfortable, although Chen Daqi took advantage of Suzuki just now, but at this moment, he could only stare dryly, watching this Suzuki suke be in the limelight.
At this time, Committee Member Jia, who was sitting next to Su Huai, couldn't help but scold: "Ge Laozi, what a bad song, singing like a dead man, there is no momentum at all, looking at the deflated appearance of the three people of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, I am angry." ā
This sentence of the vulgar behavior of Commissioner Jia made Su Huai feel empathetic, although this time and space world is different, but it is difficult for him to accept that when he sings Japanese military songs, the Chinese audience also has an envious expression, which makes him feel very surprised.
After all, there was also a Great Patriotic War between the two countries in this time and space, and the tragedy was no less than that of the Eight-Year War of Resistance...... also nodded in agreement:
"What Commissioner Jia said is reasonable, what kind of military song do you think is good?"
Commissar Jia looked at him and scolded: "I tell you that you don't understand, you cultural people, although the level of education is not low, but the spirit is not good, and the education you receive one by one is that people are Japanese, Korean and European, where are we like us who are soldiers, and we have done with these foreign devils with real swords and guns, and we are not afraid to be tough with these Japanese, North Korean and European devils." ā
Commissioner Jia puffed up his chest and scolded loudly: "If I sing, no matter what bullshit sounds and words, as long as I have the heart, I can overwhelm these little devils." ā
Saying that, Commissioner Jia suddenly took a deep breath, stood up directly, and suddenly seemed to explode a detonator from the dantian, and shouted: "Kill~!!"
All the people around him were shocked by him, Su Huai was caught off guard, and directly felt a "buzzing" sound in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything......
And Commissioner Jia didn't stop, and shouted violently: "Kill~!!", "Kill~~!!", "Kill~!!", "Kill~!!!"...... Eighteen kills in a row, there is no tone at all, but the momentum and volume are extremely amazing, which makes everyone around them change their color, and they are all shouted "Kill!" by Committee Member Jia eighteen times, and they are terrified.
Su Huai covered his ears, still feeling that his eardrums hurt unbearably, and secretly said in his heart, this Commissioner Jia is really a strange person, if he really finds thousands of people like him, I am afraid that just singing this "Eighteen Killings" can make the soldiers of other countries cry out......
Although the "Eighteen Killings" of Commissioner Jia are amazing, after all, they are only alone, except for their audience, everyone else is still immersed in the majestic and melodious singing of "Jun's Generation".
After shouting "Eighteen Kills," Committee member Jia finally ran out of strength, and scolded breathlessly: "Ge Laozi, if Lao Tzu is twenty years younger, one person can cover all these wrecks and wastes!"
Qiu Shuzhen rubbed her ears, she was almost deaf by this Committee member Jia just now, and she couldn't help but persuade: "Committee member Jia...... It's just a military song, so I can't be angry with them. ā
Commissioner Jia glared at him and scolded in a rumbling voice: "Little girl, you know a hammer, it's not just a matter of songs, it's a matter of mentality. ā
"Is it that serious?" Qiu Shuzhen only worshiped Su Huai as a god in her heart, but she was not very afraid of this Jia commissioner, and snorted disapprerovingly.
"What's the matter? Are you still not convinced?" How dare ordinary people talk to Commissioner Jia like this, but Commissioner Jia saw that Qiu Shuzhen was a delicate little girl, and he didn't want to put on a show too much, so he just taught her a lesson:
"Don't you look at the little dolls now, open the books and read Japanese poems, learn Go and read Korean textbooks, watch movies and television are the lives of foreigners, obviously they are Chinese, but they yearn for other countries in their hearts, and they know that foreigners monopolize and bully you in various industries, these little dolls still obey these hegemony in their hearts, and they defend them from the heart, just like a foreigner is his own father, such a little doll has no backbone at all, how can it compete with others?"
Commissar Jia is a person who came over in the bloody storm, and he also looks down on Su Huai, who is engaged in culture, because the country they have built with all their blood on the battlefield has been culturally defeated, and the people's hearts are outward, because these literati's bones and pen are too soft, and they are not angry at all.
Qiu Shuzhen didn't understand what Committee Member Jia said, so she just snorted: "Now that they have all joined the United Nations, where do they still use fighting and killing." ā
Commissioner Jia shook his head, and also felt that he couldn't make sense with this little girl, and then he saw the phalanx of Chinese soldiers appear.
Suddenly, I only heard the first sentence of their neat mouth: "People who rise up and don't want to be slaves!" shouted out, and the melodious atmosphere of the Japanese soldier's "Jun no Dai" was instantly drowned out by a majestic and tragic atmosphere!