At the beginning of the day, the center of Berlin is illuminated with Wilhelmstrasse, and countless luxury cars are speeding up and down the wide road, which is indescribably rich and extravagant. Although the war was not over, the German dignitaries and magnates had already lived a life of indulgence, and many of the ballroom dancers with heavy makeup were in and out of luxury cars, and were taken from one drinking party to another by their employers or male companions.

Goebbels, the Nazi propaganda minister, stood in front of the crystal floor-to-ceiling windows, leisurely admiring the brilliant night view outside the window. From the upper floors of the Capitol, you can see the entire street. Not far from him, two servants were skillfully preparing dinner for him: silver cutlery, carved glasses, fine-glazed porcelain, and flowers for decoration were quickly placed on the table. Soon, the table was magnificent, and the maid opened a bottle of French brandy, and in a moment the rich, crisp aroma of wine spread to every inch of the room.

Goebbels Schran sat down at the table and began to raise his knife and fork to carefully taste the carefully prepared food in front of him. According to him, this is the perfect time for him to treat himself and soothe his emotions after his day's work. Although it was a relatively poorly decorated minister's office, and the dining environment was far less than his luxurious villa, Goebbels was tired of the radiant face of his wife, Magda, even though she had borne six children for herself. Since a few years ago, Goebbels has used his power to hunt down young talents in the domestic film and stage industry, and to this day, there are only a few actresses who have been forced to lose their lives to him.

"The production of the documentary on the Western Front is almost complete, and I can relax a little tonight and go to Illya...... But there is still no suitable work for the most crucial theme song...... "After three rounds of drinking, Goebbels silently turned his thoughts, and the silver knife in his hand kept cutting the end of the sausage. As the biggest victory since the outbreak of the war, the Battle of France just passed even surpassed the Battle of Norway in January this year, and such a glorious and earth-shattering feat is undoubtedly excellent material for publicity. As early as the end of May, when the victory was assured, Goebbels, who was keenly aware, began to send war correspondents to the front line on a large scale in order to shoot and collect first-hand footage.

It is obviously much easier to record the land battles than to play the bombardment game in the vast ocean, and after more than a month of round-the-clock editing and production, the documentary that Goebbels wanted has basically taken shape. The film will take Hitler as the protagonist, from top to bottom to spread out the whole process of Germany's victory on the Western Front, Goebbels intends to take the opportunity to create the myth of Hitler's military genius, so that the Führer stands in front of the army generals to bask in the glory of victory.

However, in the creation of the theme song of this documentary, the German cultural department made Goebbels anxious and disappointed. To this day, not a single song fitting the victory on the Western Front has been presented to him. The difficulty this time is that the new piece must perfectly present the galloping and magnificence of Hitler leading a million-strong army to sweep away the enemy's enemies, which determines that the connotation of the pattern must be extremely grand and lofty, which is by no means controllable by ordinary musicians.

It is true that Germany has a very rich and splendid history in music, from Bach to today's Strauss, but when it comes to politics, the musicians who are full of active artistic cells in their minds are less inspired and can no longer write anything more advanced. Art has always been born of feelings and hearts, and it is obviously unrealistic for German musicians to enter fanatical mode and sing praises without the grandiose connotation of the overall situation, and they are disgusted and even resistant to Hitler's cultural Nazification policy.

Although Hitler is now worshipped as a god by countless Germans, this group does not include high-level musicians. Because even in 1932, when the German economy was at its worst, the excellent musicians represented by Strauss never worried about their income—they all provided artistic services to the elite of the country, and the dignitaries and nobles did not lack this expenditure.

On the contrary, when Hitler came to power, they lost their freedom in many areas: not only were the works of Jewish composers forbidden to be performed, but some of their long-time colleagues were forced to leave their posts for political and ancestry reasons. For these people, Hitler was really not a very good ruler, and naturally he could not compose sincere praises.

Goebbels could only be anxious about this situation, and hoped that the young musicians, who were not prominent, would have an explosion of inspiration. Although he was barely a good writer of writing and poetry, he did not know how to compose at all, and in fact even Furtwängler, the principal of the Berlin Philharmoniker, was lackluster in this field. Thinking of this, Goebbels couldn't help but sigh. If there are really no good works coming out, I can only choose a few songs from the past and stuff them into the film, and talk about it.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry to disturb your meal. But I must inform you that General Jonas Brom wants to see you, and he is currently outside the corridor. A servant knocked softly on the office door, then poked his head out of the crack and spoke. Goebbels was stunned for a moment, and asked the other party again with some uncertainty, and this time he heard clearly that it was the young rear admiral who wanted to see him outside.

"Little Jonas ...... Why did he come to me out of nowhere? Goebbels muttered to himself in astonishment, completely unsure of which play was written. As a veteran of the National Socialist Party, Goebbels was naturally no stranger to the Führer's early close friend, but since he did not hold positions in the party or government, he had little contact with him, and Goebbels' friendship with him was only a nod of greeting, but a good relationship with his uncle, who worked with him. Despite his misgivings, Goebbels asked the servant to invite Fang Yan in, wiped his hands and mouth with a hot towel, and then stepped out from behind the table and checked his appearance in the mirror.

Pushing open the door, a thin figure in a suit met Fang Yan's eyes. Although the two have met many times at dinners and meetings before, this is the first time they have talked alone like this. However, Fang Yan did not have any psychological burden, and after greeting each other, he slowly opened the script that had been prepared to the person in front of him.

"Two weeks ago, Germany, under the wise leadership of the Führer, ushered in the most glorious moment in the history of the millennium. This epic victory shook the military and civilians of the whole country, and also made my emotions unsettled. A few days ago, I was in Paris and I was able to witness the glorious fruits of this history, and I felt more loyal and adored to the Führer than ever before. Looking back at the various miracles created by the Führer in the past seven years, I wrote a song "Song of the Führer of Hitler" with infinite inspiration, and I would like to invite you to taste it. See if you can promote the release. ”

"General Brom, I am amazed by your talent. In addition to being a naval ship design engineer, you can also compose music? Seeing Fang Yan take out a black record from the box, Goebbels could no longer hide the surprise in his heart, and said with wide eyes. Before Fang Yan spoke, Goebbels had already guessed several purposes of the other party's trip: the most likely of them was that he was entrusted by Walter to come and listen to his own words.

At present, it is no secret that the Führer's intention to move Economy Minister Walter to the post after the expiration of his term of office is no secret in the inner circle of the National Socialist Party. If Goebbels, as a veteran, can come forward to support him, then even if he cannot change the general trend, he will not let Värt assume the false title of minister like his predecessor Schacht, but may even continue to be in charge of one or two projects that are currently under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Economy, such as foreign trade, resource allocation, banking and finance, arms production, and infrastructure construction. After all, Walter is also an old man with a party membership number of less than 120,000, and his achievements in the four years of running the German economy are also obvious to all.

However, Fang Yan's words made Goebbels's speculations come to naught. His mind raced, and he began to carefully analyze the young man's intentions in astonishment.

In recent years, Fang Yan has always pursued further studies in the navy, and has always adhered to his duty as a soldier in the political struggle between the Kuomintang and the navy's top brass, and has never participated in it. Whether it was in public or in private gatherings, he never talked about politics, but devoted himself to studying the establishment and use of carrier-based aviation, which was almost the same as Guderian's image positioning.

In this regard, Goebbels was actually quite disappointed in his heart, because such a dazzling young man was not a fanatical fan of Hitler, which undoubtedly lacked an excellent material for a person who could proclaim Hitler as a man of destiny. But Goebbels can't blame anything for this, after all, everything Fang Yan does is to uphold the norms, not to mention that he is not a member of the National Socialist Party!

But today, Fang Yan actually took the initiative to come to the door and brought a hymn to praise the Führer, which was definitely a major change in Fang Yan's position and attitude. Not to mention whether Hitler could take the opportunity to realize his plan to infiltrate the navy, at least in terms of propaganda, it is impossible to get Fang Yan to cooperate with Goebbels in building momentum. Thinking of the huge popularity and popularity of the young people in front of him among the young people in China, Goebbels's face suddenly bloomed like a spring flower, and he gladly agreed to Fang Yan's request, and got up to put the record on the gramophone.

In the moments before the switch was flapped, Goebbels still had a calm and reserved smile on his face, and he did it out of proper etiquette in response to the other party's enthusiasm, and all he could think about was how to use the other party's reputation to carry out the next step of propaganda work. And when the music played, Goebbels' eyes widened again in an incredible way; Every melody and syllable flew like an angel in his soul!