Just when Wang Xia was about to go to bed, Wu Yue made a phone call, but it was Wang Zhiyuan who answered the phone, "Wang Xia, did you disturb your sleep." Wang Zhiyuan first said to Wang Xia with a slight apology.

"No, I just finished talking with the old leader and was about to sleep. Wang Xia said indifferently.

"That's right, my grandfather likes the two songs you wrote very much, and he wants to meet you, can you come here. Wang Zhiyuan said straight to the point.

This made Wang Xia a little surprised, but Wang Xia was still very happy to meet his idol, and immediately said that he would go now.

Wang Xia and Meng Guoqiang said that they were going to see the old man Wang, and Meng Guoqiang asked Wang Xia to be polite after seeing the old man, even if Meng Guoqiang didn't say that Wang Xia didn't dare to be rude, such a national treasure-level figure dared to be rude and be destroyed in minutes.

Mr. Wang lived in the military hospital, and when Wang Xia couldn't get in, he called Wu Yue and asked him to pick him up.

"Brother Wang, let me tell you, my grandfather really likes your two songs very much, and he said that there are still good musicians, and there is still hope in the music world, I have to meet you, my grandfather is rarely so happy. Wu Yue said to Wang Xia as he walked.

Wang Xia laughed dumbly when he heard this, but he didn't expect that Old Man Wang had a high opinion of himself.

Wu Yue took Wang Xia to a special care room, this is the ward of the old man Wang, Wang Xia went in and saw an old man and a young man, one of them was Wang Zhiyuan, and the other old man knew that it was the old man Wang without guessing.

Old Man Wang's first impression of Wang Xia was that he was old, his face was wrinkled and deep, and his hair was all gray, but Old Man Wang had a kind of momentum, which had been in a high position for a long time without anger and self-authority, and with the integrity and uprightness of a soldier, anyone who saw Old Man Wang would be impressed by his momentum.

Wang Xia's arrival attracted the attention of the old man Wang, and the old man looked at Wang Xia with a sharp eye, you must know that although the old man Wang is old, the sharpness of his eyes is still like an eagle in the sky.

"You are Wang Xia, yes, you are worthy of being a soldier of the Wind and Thunder Special Brigade, even if you are a veteran, you still have the kind of iron and blood that belongs to the soldiers. Old Man Wang suddenly smiled and said to Wang Xia, this smile suddenly made Wang Xia relax a lot.

Wang Lao said with a smile, even if the kid is discharged from the army, he will not forget that he was once a soldier. Wang Xia said.

"Well, it's good to have this awareness, but I'm still quite curious about you, joining the army can be selected into the Wind and Thunder Special Brigade, and you can create such good music by making music, you can do your best in everything. Old Man Wang's eyes showed a hint of strangeness.

Old man Wang praised Wang Xia so much, Wang Xia was a little weak-hearted, and his smile was a little embarrassed, "Wang Lao praised it, I am all foolish when making music, there is nothing good or bad." Wang Xia said.

"It's a good thing that young people are so modest, but don't do this in front of me, if your music is foolish, then everyone else's music is fart. Old Man Wang laughed.

Wang Xia smiled awkwardly and didn't speak, he didn't mess around, he copied it, "Alas, it would be great if there were a few more talented musicians like you in the music world, young people nowadays are too exaggerated, few people can calm down to make music, and they all pursue those fame and fortune." Old Man Wang thought of something, and suddenly sighed and said.

Seeing that their grandfather (grandfather) was worried about the future of the music scene, Wang Zhiyuan and Wu Yue were very helpless, you are such an old person, why do you think about something unhappy that has nothing to do with you.

However, Wang Xia admires Mr. Wang very much, he can sacrifice himself to serve the country when the country is in war, and he can support the country on the other hand after the country is stable, he is really a patriotic person.

"I think about how prosperous the music scene was at the beginning, at that time, it can be said that the singers were bright, one after another golden songs came one after another, and now, not to mention that there are few golden songs, there are still many people who would rather like foreign music culture than accept the music culture of their own country, and they are proper traitors in the war era. Old man Wang said that he was a traitor in the sad place, which made Wang Xia and them very embarrassed.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that a traitor is just an unpatriotic position in music, and to tell the truth, the current Chinese music scene is powerless to complain, and it is understandable that everyone likes the music culture of other countries.

Old Man Wang talked for more than ten or twenty minutes about the development of the music scene, etc., Wang Xia admired him and felt a little strange at the same time, Old Wang, you are the country's god of war, you are an iron-blooded soldier, how can you think about these things all day long, what you have to do now is to take care of your body, you are the precious wealth of the country, those trivial things will be handed over to others, what do you care.

Wang Zhiyuan and Wu Yue have the urge to run away, they are also people who love music, Wu Yue will not think about the future of the music scene all day long.

In the end, Wang Zhiyuan and Wu Yue decisively slipped away, and their ears were calloused when they listened to these words of their grandfather (grandfather), and now Wang Xia is here for Wang Xia to bear.

"Xiao Zhiyuan and Xiao Yue are my favorite juniors, one of them is like me in military affairs, and the other inherits the characteristics of my love for music, but Xiao Zhiyuan's heart is too rough and he doesn't understand music at all, and although Xiao Yue loves music, his dedication to music is not as deep as mine, if they can be like you. Old Man Wang shook his head and said with a smile after seeing that his grandson and grandson had run away.

Wang Xia smiled bitterly twice, if he was replaced by Wang Zhiyuan and Wu Yue, he would also run away.

"Wang Xia, your musical talent is very high, these two songs can shine even in the era of bright singers in the eighties and nineties, and you will be extremely gorgeous in the music scene in the future. Old Man Wang stared at Wang Xia's eyes and said.

"Elder Wang, you think too highly of me, I am a small soldier in front of the Chinese music scene, how can a small soldier withstand any storms. Wang Xia smiled bitterly.

"In chess, minions often play a vital role, and even though you are a minions, you are also a super individual soldier who gathers the functions of a rook and a horse artillery. There was a sense of wisdom in Old Man Wang's eyes, and his tone was extremely firm.

Wang Xia is helpless, he is indeed a soldier with the function of a car and a horse cannon, these functions are based on the great musicians of the earth in his previous life, but he does not have the ambition to take on the burden of the Chinese music scene?

"Elder Wang, if I let those predecessors of the earth know that I am famous with their hard work, won't I have to rub me hundreds of millions of times?" Wang Xia said a little helplessly, of course, he also nagged, not expecting Old Man Wang to understand his words.

It's just that Wang Xia suddenly found that Old Man Wang's gaze at him became strange, his eyes were wide open, and his expression showed that kind of surprise and fear, as if he was seeing his long-lost relatives......