When the time was about to come, a person came out of the big curtain of the stage, it was Luo Ping, the manager of the compound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Luo Ping was wearing a sky blue dress today, he was already tall and tall, and he looked even more energetic in blue clothes.

"Hello everyone! Luo Ping, the steward of the Patriotic Era, thanked everyone for watching the performance in their busy schedules on behalf of the Patriotic Era Orchestra. Luo Ping bowed deeply in several directions.

"For more than 200 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, we have suffered from wars through several storms, but we Daming people, from the present to the people, because we work together to make Daming stand tall! There is a Ming monarch to govern, there are good ministers and soldiers, there are patriotic people, and the patriotic era is proud because he was born in the Ming Dynasty! ”

Luo Ping's voice was high-pitched, passionate and sonorous.

"Although our protector Rong Gong has left, but we have Ming monarchs and good ministers, and there are Li people below, we will inherit Rong Gong's will, protect the Ming Dynasty, protect the territory, and protect our fathers and villagers!" Steward Luo Ping swung his fist hard.

"The first stop of the national tour in the patriotic era, the performance at Beiping Station, starts now."

As the curtain opened, a passionate drum beat rang rhythmically.

The curtain opened, and a large picture hung behind the stage, on which the border town was depicted, with a peaceful picture of the border town on one side and a picture of the Tartars looting on the other.

"I really want to live another 500 years" music sounds, passionate but not intense. In the midst of the music, a man in a yellow dragon robe slowly stepped onto the stage with his back to the audience and his hands behind his back. He stood in front of the painting, looking as he walked, shaking his head from time to time. Suddenly he looked up and let out a long sigh, and as he slowly walked back behind the scenes, the music suddenly became intense, and then the chorus harmonized.

At this time, a banner suddenly hung on the left side of the stage, also red, embroidered with large golden characters "Borrow from the sky for another 500 years"

Wearing a purple robe, Yuan Bin slowly walked up to the stage and began to sing along with the harmony

"Gentle curves along the ups and downs of the country

The Central Plains that the horses love love the northern country and the south of the Yangtze River

In the face of ice blades, snow swords, wind and rain, affectionate companionship

Cherish the golden years that the heavens have given me

Be a man, be a man, be afraid of hardships and dangers

Pride remains the same, year after year

There are bitter and sweet ways to be a man, and good and evil are separated

It's all about tomorrow in a dream

Look at the iron horse Zheng Zheng walking all over the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains

I stood on the cusp of the storm and held the sun and moon spinning

May the fireworks be peaceful and happy in the world

I really want to live another 500 years

I really want to live another 500 years."

Each time a sentence is sung, the lyrics of the next line hang down on the left side.

actually made the lyrics come out, Peng Peng couldn't help but feel relieved by the carefulness of several managers.

Won Bin's voice is passionate and high-pitched, full of power and penetration.

There was silence in the audience, and there was not a single sound. Many people clasped their hands tightly and looked calm.

Peng Peng felt that his father's body was tense from the beginning of singing. Peng Peng occasionally looked up and saw a figure suddenly behind the curtain on the opposite side quickly shook a few times.

At this time, the curtain of the stage was closed, and the female singer Han Na wore a bright red wide-sleeved tight long skirt on stage.

He put his hands lightly on his lower abdomen and bowed deeply.

"Just now I borrowed another 500 years from the sky, and I hope that our wish can be realized, and I wish to bless me with another 500 years of prosperity in the Ming Dynasty.

Next is Man Jianghong. ”

Then the sound of Jianghong's music sounded, and the curtain opened.

I saw 20 people dressed in frontier warrior costumes on the stage, holding large flags and changing formations with the music from time to time.

At this time, a general carrying the flag of the word "Rong" on the stage came to the stage. Everyone knew at a glance that this was the face of the protector of the country!

"Angry at the crown railing

Xiaoxiao rain break

Look up at the sky and roar

Fierce ambition

Thirty fame, dust and earth

Eight thousand miles of clouds and moons

Don't wait for the young man's head to be white

Empty and sad

Angry hair rushed to the crown railing

Xiaoxiao rain break

Look up at the sky and roar

Fierce ambition

Thirty fame, dust and earth

Eight thousand miles of clouds and moons

Don't wait for the young man's head to be white

Empty sorrow, empty sorrow

Jingkang is still ashamed

When will the courtier's hatred be extinguished?

Drive a long car to break through Helan Mountain

Zhuang is hungry for hulu meat

Laughing and thirsty for the blood of the Huns

To clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning

Chaotian Que Chaotian Que"

Yuan Bin is too powerful. Peng Peng clenched his fists, and his heart stirred.

The curtain was closed, and there was a sudden sound of sobbing from the audience. Peng Peng stretched out his head and looked down, and the people were all with tears in their eyes and sad and angry.

Peng Peng cautiously turned her head to look at the old lady and her grandmother, both wiping their tears with a handkerchief.

He looked up at his father again. Su Zhefan's lips were pursed, his eyes were red, and his expression was even more sad and angry.

Su Zhefan stroked Peng Peng's little head with his hand, and Peng Peng lay on the guardrail again.

At this time, the curtain opened, and a board was set up on the stage, on which lay a man wearing the armor of a general.

With the music, Yuan Bin came on the stage. Then a man in a dragon robe slowly walked to the plank.

"You are a wave in the surging river

In the mountains you are a strange peak

You hide your loneliness in the cracks of the dark clouds

You write your dreams in the blue sky grassland

You burn yourself to warm the earth

Let yourself be ashes

Let the wisps of flame dance

That's your last outpouring out

You are a wave in the surging river

In the mountains you are a strange peak

You hide your loneliness in the cracks of the dark clouds

You write your dreams in the blue sky grassland

You burn yourself to warm the earth

Let yourself be ashes

Let the wisps of flame dance

That's your last outpouring out"

After the curtain was closed, Luo Ping walked to the front of the curtain again.

"Thank you again, folks! Our patriotic era was founded after the death of the protector of the country, and it was spontaneously organized by some peace-loving people, and we had no longevity and no understanding of anything else. But we all have a patriotic heart.

We were all ordinary people, but we did what we could. In order to make the show run smoothly, many people have reached out to us for help. We had no money, no place, and it was those bloody people who had the same patriotic heart as us who helped us, and we were able to perform smoothly.

On behalf of the patriotic era, I thank those who helped us. The most grateful is the two thousand taels of silver sponsored by the old-timers of the rivers and lakes, which solved our food, clothing, housing and transportation. Thank you again for the old man.

This time we performed in Peking for three days, and after three days we set off, and the next stop was Daning Border Pass. We would like to bring our condolences and thanks to the border soldiers, and thank them for using their flesh and blood to create a happy and peaceful living environment for us.

We also hope to receive the sponsorship of patriotic people with lofty ideals.

We are not subject to three kinds of patronage: first, the common people who have no money to pay for. Second, the official family. Thirdly, we were asked to perform alone.

We do not accept any official and individual performance requests, we only perform for all the people of the Ming Dynasty. Every time we perform, it's in public.

Those who don't have money can contribute. We feel that what we can do and what can be done to better maintain our country, then let's work together to do it!

When we grow old and see a prosperous Ming Dynasty, the people live and work in peace and contentment, there is no suffering from war, no displacement, no mourning all over the wilderness, then we can proudly tell our descendants that we have worked hard for the prosperity and peace of the Ming Dynasty!

At that time, we had no regrets, no regrets, because we worked together! ”

Chief Luo Ping bowed deeply again.