When the three of them went back, they took the high-speed train together, basically three or four hours from the south railway station of Beijing to Jinling, and the plane was about the same, and the plane was about to rest for a while, Jiang Li was just about to leave for Jiangcheng, and received a strange call.

"May I ask if it's Jiang Li?" a somewhat familiar voice came from the other side of the phone.

Jiang Li couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he said, "I'm Jiang Li, what's the matter with you?"

"You have now arrived in Suzhou Province, the chairman is in Luzhou, Anhui Province to comfort the masses, do you have time to come?" the other party smiled.

Jiang Li suddenly realized, it turned out that the other party was the secretary of the chairman who invited him to the main table at the last state banquet, since the other party specially called to say so, and knew his itinerary well, it must have been ordered by Dongfang Xing.

So he responded happily: "Of course there is no problem, the chairman called, Jiang Li didn't dare to disobey, by the way, I didn't ask your name last time?"

"Hehe, my name is Yuan Pei, just call me Secretary Yuan. ”

"Then Secretary Yuan, we'll see you later. ”

Jiang Li told Tang Shishi and Shu Yutong about this, and they all expressed their understanding, after all, it was the chairman who spoke, and they had to give some face, but they didn't know what was going on.

"Silly departure, then let's go back to Jiangcheng first, keep in touch, and go home as soon as possible after finishing our errands." ”

"Haode, be careful on your way. ”

Jiang Li boarded the train in the opposite direction of Tang Shishi and Shu Yutong at the railway station, and headed towards Luzhou, Anhui Province, only to see snow-capped along the way, covering the mountains, forests and plains, which was magnificent.

In a secluded house in Luzhou, Jiang Li saw the president of the Republic of China, who had been busy with condolences to the masses and dealing with the snow disaster in almost half of China, Dongfang Xing, with a slight tiredness between his eyebrows, but he was still in good spirits and his eyes were like torches.

"Do you know that I came to you?" Dongfang Xing picked up a piece of black charcoal with tongs and threw it into the stove, and the dignified president of the republic actually used the primitive stove to keep warm, which made Jiang Li feel a little surprised and admired.

He muttered, "Jiang Li really doesn't know, could it be that I was asked to sing? After all, I'm only good at this now." ”

Dongfang Xing listened, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared, and said calmly: "Yes, I let you sing, I have listened to all your songs, I hope you can sing your own "Match Heaven", "I am a Little Bird" and "Sunshine is Always After the Wind and Rain" to the affected people, and I have prepared other songs for you, which can be inspiring and cheer up." ”

Yuan Pei walked over with comprehension and handed Jiang Li the score and lyrics, a total of three songs.

Jiang Li was slightly stunned, it seemed that the other party was serious, and as the head of a country, he was a little flattered to be able to listen to all his songs in person and choose the suitable ones.

Although this shijie music has a high status and people who make music are respected, Dongfang Xing is the supreme ruler of Shijie's top power, Huaxia, holding the state apparatus in his hands, and Jiang Li at this time is not on the same level, and he is not a famous song at the level of music saint like Mr. Tianxingjian, and the great hero who saved Shijie from the destruction of life.

Moreover, after the last state banquet, he deliberately kept an eye on it, checked the information of Dongfang Xing, and found that he himself is a senior musician, an honorary musician, although there are not many works, but the standard is quite high, from classical music to pop music, the lyrics and tunes are full of a heroic spirit that takes the world as his own responsibility, just like the chairman of the original shijie, in addition to political and military poetry, he also has good achievements.

However, since officially entering the high-level political arena, Dongfang Xing has never composed any musical works.

In short, no matter what aspect it is, the current Jiang Li is far inferior to Dongfang Xing, and it is definitely an honor to be valued by the other party.

"I understand, Chairman, don't worry, I will convey your feelings to the people affected by the disaster. ”

"It's not mine, it's yours. Dongfang Xing picked up the charcoal fire and said calmly, "Your performance at the disaster relief party is very good, more sincere than those people, I appreciate your attitude." ”

Jiang Li smiled embarrassedly, a little cramped.

"Okay, I'll just give you one day, be sure to familiarize yourself with all the songs, and tomorrow we'll hit the road and go to Nest City. ”

Dongfang Xing waved his hand neatly, Yuan Pei stepped forward, took Jiang Li away, and on the way to the Luzhou Government Guest House, he handed Jiang Li a yellowed stave, with three words on the top, dragon flying and phoenix dancing, waves and sand!

"Secretary Yuan, this is ......"

"Hehe, this is the song composed by the chairman in 93 when the mayor led the masses to fight the flood, this song did not know how many people were inspired at the beginning, the flood land, only the city under the jurisdiction of the chairman set a record of zero casualties among the masses because of the proper dispatch of the city, the prime minister at that time praised it, and then the chairman was promoted to the central government, to complete the transformation of the carp leaping over the dragon gate. ”

The original shijie was a great flood in 98, but this shijie was 93 years, and it also became the year of opportunity for Dongfang Xing.

"Waves and Sands" is a musical work by Dongfang Xing's zuihou.

"The chairman said that this song is not quite in line with your usual style, I am afraid that you will not be able to master it well in a short time, so I did not ask you to sing it, and the manuscript of this "Waves and Sands" should be given to you as a souvenir, after all, you have come all the way here, and at the same time, it also pins on the chairman's hope, I hope you will think more and make persistent efforts. ”

At this moment, Jiang Xing's shock is beyond words, Dongfang Xing is a person who is truly worthy of respect!

In the music room of the guest house, Jiang Li played the score of "Waves and Sands" on the piano, as if he was on the bank of the river, and saw the waves higher than the waves like a giant beast rushing forward, he should have felt scared, but now he did not move, and the notes were like an individual composing an exciting and magnificent music!

Unite as one, and its profits will be golden!

Jiang Li was deeply immersed in it, kept playing and singing, and with the help of Liliang in the music hall, by the time he set off the next day, he had completely mastered the three songs that Dongfang Xing handed over to him, no, four songs.

Chaocheng, a much more remote place than the orphanage, has been almost completely buried by snow and collapsed in several nearby mountain villages after days of heavy snowfall, which is not nothing, the casualties of the villagers are the highest in the country, and the survivors are all in a state of extreme grief and collapse.

When he enjoyed the glory and warmth of the capital, there were such people, who were in great pain for the loss of their relatives and the destruction of their homes, and were struggling on the edge of life and death.

Physical injuries can be healed with medical skills, but what about spiritual injuries?

Jiang Li nodded solemnly at Dongfang Xing, and walked onto the improvised simple stage, without the cheers of fans, without brilliant lights, he didn't care, at this moment, he was not a singer, not a star, just a doctor who treated diseases and saved people, although he was the kind of monk halfway.

Jiang Li didn't know that Dongfang Xing chose him, maybe he liked his sincerity.

Jiang Li doesn't know what step he can take, but he will go all out, infect them with his emotions, encourage them with his singing, and hold up every bit of hope with enough sincerity!

People stared at him blankly, this young boy, his mind was confused and he didn't know what the other party was going to do, only to see him hold the guitar in his arms and play the first note, when the notes joined into a melody, Jiang Li began to sing: "Walking in the cold and snowy night sky, selling matches to feed my dreams......"

The children stopped crying, blinked their red and swollen eyes, the surroundings were extremely quiet, small snowflakes were spinning and fluttering, and the whole white shijie seemed to be the only one left Jiang Li.

"She said, you have to be brave, you have to be strong, don't be afraid, don't panic, so that you don't have to wander anymore, see hope, see dreams......"

There was a gleam in people's eyes.

"I'm a little bird, I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high, I seek, seek, seek, a warm embrace, such a requirement is not too high......"

People's eyes gradually softened.

"The sunshine is always after the wind and rain, there is a clear sky on the dark clouds, cherish all the touches, every hope is in your hands, the sunshine is always after the wind and rain, please believe that there is a rainbow, the ups and downs are accepted, I will always be around you ......"

People's lips trembled, their bodies trembled, they wanted to speak, they wanted to cry, they wanted to vent.

"Just cry, just cry out loud. "Jiang Li is gentle and authentic.

In the midst of people's cries, Jiang Li sang his songs, played his guitar, and injected bits and pieces of warmth and liliang into the hearts and souls of these people.

This shijie person's sense of musicality is generally high, which creates convenience for Jiang Li to infect them to treat the scars of their souls, and his spirit unconsciously comes to the music hall, only to see that a little light in the white light that gathers into a river is particularly dazzling, standing out, and these extraordinarily warm energies are the treasures they feed back.

Give people roses, and there is a lingering fragrance in your hands.

When these precious white lights entered his spiritual body, they would cause ripples in circles, making him feel good from the inside out, and the music hall seemed to be quietly transforming.

By the time Zuihou's song "Waves and Sands" ended, all the villagers stood up and were very excited, even if the gloom in their eyes had not completely dispelled the haze, they had improved greatly, and rekindled the courage and hope to live.

Yes, disasters are not terrible, if people can be strong, because human beings don't come through this way all the time?

People all poured onto the stage, I don't know whose idea it was, suddenly joined forces to lift Jiang Li's body high, he gave up the struggle, just lay on his back, looking at the gloomy and hazy sky with snowflakes, it seemed to be a little brighter than before, wasn't it?

Dongfang Xing smiled and nodded, turned around and left, this Jiang Li, there is no mistake.