"My motherland?" all the audience was stunned.

Even if foreign tourists are aside, the tourists in the Huaxia area alone are divided into three parts. People from Hong Kong, the mainland, and a few other cities in Wanwan.

The people of these three parts have different understandings of the words "my motherland".

And, more crucially, it seems that most people don't even know that there is such a song.

"What is the song of my motherland?

"It's your birthday, my country, it's supposed to be the song, right?"

"Stupid, the lyrics you said are a song title in itself! It doesn't match the song "My Motherland"! I think it may be a popular song in the mainland, that is, the kind that everyone must be able to sing since childhood, and if you don't sing it, you will be punished......

Tourists in Xiangjiang are talking, and it is easy to hear from their words how deep their misunderstanding of the mainland is.

And some tourists from the mainland are also a little confused.

"My motherland? Who sang it? I heard the song name is red and specialized, but why haven't I heard it?"

"I haven't heard it normally, we're only twenty years old, the old red song in the past!

"There are so many people that they cover their faces and can't be seen. Listening to the voice, it's not that old, it's probably in his forties. ”

Thanks to Wang Yong, he didn't hear the discussion of these tourists, otherwise he would have turned his face.

You're only in your forties!

Long Yingtai on the stage heard Wang Yong's words, and the corners of her mouth twitched, obviously, she knew this song.

However, Long Yingtai looked confused and asked: "What kind of song is "My Motherland"? Listening to the name, it seems to have a strong political connotation, I think on this occasion, it is better for us to respect the feelings of the majority of people and not talk about similar topics. ”

Long Yingtai was not ready to give Wang Yong a chance to continue speaking, and then pointed to the next audience.

Wang Yong's smile became colder and colder, he clenched the microphone and did not let go, and insisted: "I'm sorry, I still want to say a few more words." Teacher Long said not to mention songs with political connotations, so what do you mention "Green Island Serenade"? What do you mention Chen Gexin? What do you mention "Anti-X Restoration National Anthem"? Aren't these political connotations strong enough? I remember that you swore just now that "Green Island Serenade" is not just a love song, but with political protest. How do you know what kind of song "My Motherland" is that most people don't want to listen to? I guarantee that 80 percent of the people present may not know the name, but they have definitely heard its melody. ”

Hearing Wang Yong's words, people who were originally a little disgusted with Wang Yong suddenly became curious.

Eighty percent of the time you've heard a melody?

Is it so exaggerated?

Just now, whether it is a tourist from Xiangjiang or a tourist from the mainland, the discussion revealed that most people don't know what song this is.

The so-called 80% have heard the melody is completely bragging, right?

When Long Yingtai heard Wang Yong say this, he couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile.

Originally, she was a little helpless about Wang Yong's repeated faults, but now, Wang Yong took the initiative to send a slap in the face.

"Hehe, this friend is very confident. I don't think a song with a political connotation will have such a high degree of popularity, so how about you hum a few words softly and let everyone listen to it?"

The people around Wang Yong also turned their heads and looked at Wang Yong, looking forward to Wang Yong's humming.

"I sing to death, but I'm still willing to be ugly. If you have friends who can sing later, you must sing along, so that my voice alone will not continue to poison the ears of the public. Wang Yong joked.

"Good!" several listeners agreed.

And most of the listeners are pouting, a song that has never even heard the title, will someone sing along?

This person is too confident, isn't he?

Long Yingtai looked like he was watching a good show, waiting for Wang Yong to make a fool of himself.

Finally, Wang Yong cleared his throat and began to hum.

"A great river with wide waves ......"

The melody of the song is already soothing, and the first lyrics, although only seven words, took almost ten seconds.

And in these ten seconds, the audience at the scene went from disdain at first to jaw-dropping later.

This melody, they seem to have really heard!

They seem to have seen this lyric too!

"This is 'My Motherland'? I can sing it, I can actually sing it!" muttered a young tourist from the mainland with a look of disbelief.

In the next second, he followed Wang Yong's melody and sang along: "The wind blows the rice and flowers on both sides." My family lives on the shore, and I am used to hearing the captain's horn and seeing the white sails on the ship......"

One person, two people, three people.

All the tourists from the mainland couldn't help but open their mouths and blend into the melody brought by Wang Yong.

It seems that the innate emotion, as if it is an imprint into the bone marrow, they just said that they had not heard this song, but now they open their mouths, and the lyrics and melody are automatically generated in their minds and linger.

Crash!

Huo Ran, a few elderly mainland tourists, stood up, their faces serious and excited, staring ahead, their lips buzzing, and their eyes flashing with tears. Slowly raised his right hand and solemnly saluted a military salute.

Led by them, the chorus, whether middle-aged or young, all stood up collectively.

The singing remains the same, the only thing that becomes is their expression.

Every face is extremely dignified.

Long Yingtai looked at this scene and was stunned.

She never expected that there would really be many people who could sing at the scene!

Just now she mentioned Wanwan's songs from the fifties and sixties, and most people said they hadn't heard it. She also lamented that the historical fault line is a bit serious, even pop songs, not to mention popular songs like "My Motherland".

But reality slapped her hard.

Because "My Motherland" was created in 1956!

These tourists don't know the "Wind of May" of the same era, and they don't know the "Phoenix Flying" of the same era, but they know "My Motherland"!

What a mockery this is?

The only thing that makes Long Yingtai feel relieved is that only mainland tourists follow the chorus, and Xiangjiang tourists, who account for the largest proportion of the audience, are still in a state of confusion.

It's just that Long Yingtai's happiness didn't last long.

In just a few minutes, when the melody was looped and returned to "a big river with wide waves, the wind blows both sides of the rice and flowers", the scene was like a scoop of cold water suddenly poured into a hot oil pot, and it suddenly exploded.

Hula!

Everyone, all stand up.

The Xiangjiang tourists, who were still at a loss just now, seemed to have found their home in this second, and they all opened their mouths wide and tried to sing along in non-standard Mandarin.

"This is the beautiful motherland, where I grew up. In this vast land, there are bright scenery everywhere......"

The singing was loud and reverberated through the auditorium, converging into a powerful sound wave that hit the outside.

Visitors who had not come to listen to the lecture were also attracted by the singing and curiously came over to see what was going on.

When these visitors saw the entire auditorium standing upright and singing "My Motherland", their stunned expressions couldn't help but give birth to a trace of emotion.

So he stood outside the crowd, under the scorching sun, and sang along.

On the editorial board of "The Canon of Chinese Studies", Gu Xinde was muttering: "Where did Wang Yong go again?

When he heard the singing in the distance, his busy movements suddenly froze, and then he slowly raised his head and turned to the direction of the auditorium.

In his eyes, there were faint tears flickering.

Liu Gaizhi was also stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "I really didn't expect to hear this song in Wanwan, even during the period of hostility between the two sides of the strait, this song was also liked by many Wanwan intellectuals, especially our generation." Who doesn't know that the real home is on the other side?"

………………

On the stage, Long Yingtai's expression became extremely exciting.

The corners of her mouth curled, still holding on to her previous sneer. It's just that there is a deep sense of surprise and incomprehension in this smile, with a thick sense of disbelief, and the whole face clearly conveys her mood at the moment.

"How so?!"

Long Yingtai couldn't imagine that this song, which no one could sing in her eyes, could not only be sung by mainland tourists, but also by tourists from Xiangjiang!

And those Xiangjiang tourists also include a lot of young people!

"No, you can't continue! Otherwise, all your efforts today will be in vain!" Long Yingtai suppressed his panic, calmed down, and thought.

Then she picked up the microphone and said in her loudest voice, "What a beautiful melody! Great, isn't it? Let's applaud this song together, okay?"

Long Yingtai is the keynote speaker of this speech, and whether he is a public figure.

Under her deliberate interruption, many listeners at the scene were induced, stopped singing, and began to applaud.

There was a lot of applause.

Long Yingtai's face was ugly again, and people's emotions for this song could be clearly heard from the applause.

She had a dry mouth and talked for so long, and she was all ruined by a song brought up by Wang Yong.

This made her a little annoyed.

"Thank you all for the chorus, it's shocking and beautiful. A big river has wide waves, what beautiful lyrics, I can't help but think of the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers. At this moment, I heard innocence and kindness in your songs, just like the lyrics of this song. Sometimes, we should be like today, let go of all distractions, remove all external factors, and let the big river be the big river, and the rice waves will be the rice waves. Long Yingtai said with emotion.

Many listeners were infected by her words and couldn't help but applaud.

Indeed, Long Yingtai's words were impeccable, and he seemed to really praise the emotions of the audience. However, the different meaning contained in the last sentence made Wang Yong's eyes glaze out, and he couldn't help but bring the microphone to his mouth again.

"I don't agree. ”

When the four words came out, Long Yingtai couldn't help but tremble as if he heard the thunder explode.

How is him again!