After class, students begin to walk out of the classroom.

Two people said to Qiao Guoqiang before going out: "Qiao Sang, just eight generations!" ”

"Gang Eight Generations!" Qiao Guoqiang beckoned to them, which was a farewell.

Suddenly, the phone vibrates.

"Hey, your sister is in my classroom." Qiao Guoqiang said, "Come here." ”

"Is Sensi?" Gu Senxiang asked.

"Well, he couldn't find you, so he called me." Qiao Guoqiang put away his mobile phone and walked to the door with Gu Senxiang.

"When I entered the classroom..." Gu Senxiang asked Qiao Guoqiang, "What did you tell them?" ”

"I heard them say the word 'kawaii', and then 'Tsuyoyo', and I knew that kawaii meant 'cute'. ”

Qiao Guoqiang smiled and pretended to be embarrassed to ask, "Do you really want me to say?" ”

"Is there anything you can't say?" Gu Senxiang said strangely.

"I said..." Qiao Guoqiang paused, pretended to be embarrassed and translated, "I said, can you let this girl in, she has to wait for her younger brother." After saying that, he pursed his lips, and then complained, "Then, these little devils..."

"They said, how can we refuse such a cute girl's request..."

Speaking of this, he scolded, "A little devil is a little devil, and it has been like this for decades." He looked at Gu Senxiang and said with a wicked smile, "When you see a beautiful girl, you can't walk." ”

"What else?" Gu Senxiang asked, "There are two more sentences in the back." ”

"Later, they asked if you were my girlfriend." Qiao Guoqiang looked at Gu Senxiang.

Gu Senxiang lowered his head, "What did you say..."

"I said..." Qiao Guoqiang shook his body and touched Gu Senxiang with his elbow, "NO..."

Seeing the corners of Gu Senxiang's eyes twitching, he knew that Gu Senxiang had some good feelings for him, so he added, "Not yet."

Gu Senxiang raised her head and met Qiao Guoqiang's fiery gaze, which frightened her and quickly lowered her head, "Then, what about the eighth generation?" What do you mean?"

"Come on!" Qiao Guoqiang lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "What, don't you want me to be 'just eight generations'?" ”

"That's your business!" Gu Senxiang suddenly walked forward, "Senxi is here." ”

"Hey, sister!" Gu Senxi walked over, "Why did you hand in the papers in advance, looking for you everywhere." ”

"I wanted to go to the bathroom, so I came out." Gu Senxiang lowered his head and entered the elevator surrounded by Qiao Guoqiang and his younger brother.

In the elevator, the three people suddenly fell silent. Gu Senxiang lowered his head, and Qiao Guoqiang looked at the sky at thirty degrees...

"Hey, what's wrong?" Gu Senxi felt that something was wrong and asked his sister.

"Nothing..."

"Nothing?" He didn't believe it, "Usually we talk and laugh in the elevator, but now it's silent." ”

"It's not surprising that there is silence." Gu Senxiang didn't speak, and Qiao Guoqiang himself said, "Silence, it means that people are thinking." ”

"And what are you thinking?"

The elevator goes to the first floor and the doors open. The three of them walked out of the elevator, Qiao Guoqiang shook his head, looked down at Gu Senxiang, and said, "I'm thinking, just eight generations..."

Gu Senxi: "···"

Gu Senxiang "Oh, I'm so shy..."

"What is the eighth generation?" Gu Senxi was puzzled.

As a result, Gu Senxiang poked him twice directly and asked him not to ask.

"Yo, there's a little secret?" Gu Senxi looked at Qiao Guoqiang and smiled meaningfully.

The three of them walked out of the Education Building and headed towards the station.

Looking at the car coming, Qiao Guoqiang said, "I won't go with you today, I will call if I have something." ”

"What are you going to do?" Gu Senxiang asked.

"I'll go to the art academy and get the accompaniment tape for the 12.9 event." Qiao Guoqiang said and looked at Gu Senxiang, and said meaningfully, "By the way, think about how the 'eight generations' will be in the back." ”

Gu Senxiang pursed his lips and smiled, and then took his younger brother into the car.

On December 9, a performance venue rented by Heping Middle School was full. In addition to the more than 1,700 students of the school, today's audience also includes leaders of the district education committee, sponsors of the school, and the family of Mr. Cai, an old alumnus and overseas Chinese in the United States.

"Senior, we have a dark horse in this semester of our sophomore year." As the hostess, the hostess Guo Jing said to her partner senior in the third year of high school.

"Oh?" Senior Qin Zejian asked curiously, "How dark is it?" From Africa? ”

"Hahaha..." The audience below was amused by the host's words.

"Of course not." Guo Jing said that she took the card and said, "He was transferred to our school at the beginning of the school year, but he has become a figure in our second year of high school in the past three months, and now I will break the news about his situation." ”

"Okay~"

"At the sports meeting at the end of September, he broke the 30-year discus throwing record of our school and won the first place in the men's 1,000 meters and 3,000 meters."

"Athletic students?" Qin Zejian asked deliberately.

“NO！ NO！ NO！ Guo Jing denied that "he is not a sports student!" She continued, "He has been in the top 20 in his grade in the monthly exam in September, the top 10 in the midterm exam in October, and has won the first place in the liberal arts in the semi-monthly exam four times in a row." ”

Qin Zejian's eyes widened, and he exclaimed: "Could it be that he is the legendary scholar?!" ”

"Xueba?" The teacher below nodded, "Academic bully." ”

"That's right!" Guo Jing nodded and said, "He is indeed a proper scholar." And today, he's going to bring me a song that he wrote and composed himself. ”

"Original?"

"Yes, original!" Guo Jing said, "I have applied for copyright and published it on his online novel..."

"He's who..." Qin Zejian asked

"Qiao Guoqiang !!" Guo Jing pointed to the corner.

"Bang" a light hits the piano.

"Ah~" A few girls in class 6 shouted...

"Please enjoy the song "Chinatown" brought by Qiao Guoqiang" below"

With his hands on the keyboard, Qiao Guoqiang, who was wearing a plaid shirt, couldn't help but think of Sihui in "The God of Medicine". Piano and Japanese were learned in that world, and the piano was even taught by Sihui...

Take a deep breath and start playing with both hands.

"Whether it's a post or a branch,

Whether the soy milk you grind is sweet or salty,

Tomorrow is the month of wax or the new year,

Whoever dared to eat the crab first......"

Qiao Guoqiang's gentle and magnetic voice came from the microphone. He didn't pay attention to his own, the condition of this body is really good, especially the voice, if it is clear and clear, if it is hoarse, it can be hoarse, and it can be a voice actor.

This folk song mixed with national style, under his performance, can be said to be just right.

In addition to his singing voice and piano, the biggest help comes from the score provided by the system.

When playing and singing, it is impossible to rely on the piano and singing voice alone to cater to it, and it is necessary to have a variety of musical instruments to form the background.

There are several musical instruments of the Celestial Empire in "Chinatown", Qiao Guoqiang went to the Academy of Arts to spend money to ask the band of the Folk Music Department to help make the accompaniment tape, and promised to help them promote it on the Internet. After working for half a month, I was finally satisfied.

"There are languages

There is no declaration

The word Fu should be written upside down and read dignity"

Mr. Cai, an overseas Chinese, was moved by this sentence. Yes, only the Celestial Empire has the word "Fu" written upside down. "Fu" pours - Fu to, which is a unique culture of Chinese characters.

"For a moment

Thousands of years

You can drink two bowls of rice balls without missing it."

How far did I go to Chinatown?

Go up to the second floor and listen to Di Renjie's ......"

The strength of the chorus part, a strong hometown atmosphere suddenly came to the face. Only those who have experienced the years can appreciate the kind of culture and nostalgia precipitated in the traditional culture, which belongs to our roots.

"How long will it take to get to Chinatown?

Eight thousand miles of clouds and moons are engraved on the wall,

Tears stirred up the smoke again

Who has ignored in the conversation and laughter

When did the moon rise......"

The biggest difference between the older generation of Chinese and those NBC descendants is the sense of belonging. The older generation is more likely to identify with their Chinese identity, while NBC is more likely to identify with their own nationality of the United States or Maple Leaf. Even if they are always discriminated against and bullied there, but born in that environment, their impression of the Celestial Empire is only from the oral accounts of their parents and grandparents, coupled with local propaganda, it is difficult for them to develop love and identification with this country.

On the contrary, they will have a kind of hatred transfer towards the country because of their own unfair experience. Therefore, in foreign countries, the older generation of Chinese will be more patriotic than the locally-born Chinese, and among the young people, it is estimated that only the group of people who are patriotic go out to study and work in their homeland.

"Some people come, some people go, the river in my heart will always flow east..." Qiao Guoqiang recalled the scenes in the detective case of "Chinatown", the martial arts hall, the Stove King Temple, the lion dance... The chant in the mouth is more affectionate...

What does belonging come from? From the culture! Carriers from culture – language and writing.

The moment he started to use a foreign language when he thought, his identity had already shifted.

Yue Fei's "Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moon",

A generation of famous ministers Di Renjie···

Shixian wine fairy Li Taibai···

These can only be felt by those who still have the imprint of the Celestial Empire in their hearts.

"Good!" "Okay~" Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Mr. Cai said to the principal next to him, "You have cultivated a great student..."