Chapter 152: Mother

Everyone in the room looked at her with puzzled eyes.

Tang Fan didn't realize it, looked at the empty door, smiled slightly, and said, "You are here, it must be good news." ”

Just as everyone's faces were full of astonishment, the light flashed at the door, and a figure appeared.

Jiang Fei was dressed in silver armor, with two horns on his forehead, young and handsome, his eyes were shining, and he was extremely energetic.

He turned a blind eye to others, but bowed his hand slightly to Tang Fanfan, and said with a respectful face: "Teacher Tang, grandpa asked me to tell you that the poison on Yang Ye's body has been removed, but his body is weak and he can't act for the time being, so let Teacher Tang rest assured." ”

When Tang Fanfan heard this, his heart finally relaxed, and said, "I'm sorry for you." I'm going back by boat tomorrow, I wonder if he can come with me?"

Jiang Fei still bowed and said, "I'm afraid not, grandpa said, let Teacher Tang go back first, and the day after tomorrow, Ziyu will send him." ”

Tang Fanfan's eyebrows frowned slightly, then nodded, and said, "Okay, thank Jiang Lao and Gu Lao for me, Yang Ye will trouble you." ”

Jiang Fei raised his eyes, looked at the competition outside, then took out a piece of paper and a jade talisman from his arms, handed them to Tang Fanfan, and said, "This is what Yang Ye handed me when I was leaving, and said that if I can catch up, I will let Mr. Tang hand over these two works for the competition." But depending on the situation, it's already too late. ”

Tang Fanfan took the thing, smiled bitterly, and said, "It's really late, I've already helped him disqualify from the competition." But it's okay, I'll go back and explain it to Mr. Ouyang first, so that he doesn't take this matter to heart. ”

Jiang Fei nodded, and was about to leave, Tang Fan was a little puzzled: "How did you get in, it is said that there is no report from the guards......"

Jiang Fei smiled and said, "Teacher Tang, I didn't sneak in, Grandpa gave me a token, which was made by Lord Xu himself." ”

Tang Fan suddenly said, "I see." ”

Seeing that she had nothing to explain again, Jiang Fei arched his hand and turned to leave.

"Sister Tang, it turns out that Yang Ye is really sick, or poisoned, what's going on?"

After Jiang Fei left, Sun Xuemei hurriedly ran over and asked.

Han Muwan was also worried, and said with some guilt: "Sister Tang, could it be that what happened after he got off the boat that night?"

Tang Fan smiled and said, "It's okay, the poison on his body has been dissolved now, just rest for two days." ”

Qin'er is very arrogant, and there is no psychological burden at all.

She came to Tang Fanfan, her eyes kept looking at the things in Tang Fanfan's hand, and when she saw that they had finished speaking, Fang was full of curiosity and said, "Sister Tang, what is Yang Ye giving you, take it out and let me see it, okay?"

When the people in the room heard this, they all looked at it.

At this time, on the stage outside, the spirit was flying, the singing was flowing, and the audience in the huge square was densely packed, and there was no noise.

Obviously, Chen Xiaohong's works have aroused emotional resonance.

Tang Fanfan hesitated, opened the paper, took a look, and suddenly his eyes lit up, the literary qi in his body fluctuated, and the words on the paper gradually lit up, obviously a work containing literary atmosphere.

She sighed softly, shook her head, and secretly said that it was a pity, and then handed the paper to Qin'er.

When they saw this, they immediately gathered around them.

At this time, there was a bang outside, enthusiastic applause, excitement, and loud applause.

Xu Huaicheng's slightly excited voice came: "After the unanimous evaluation of the judges, Chen Xiaohong's song is the best level, and it contains a literary atmosphere, which can be a full score." Therefore, the first place in this thanksgiving contest is still her. ”

Winning the championship for four consecutive years naturally caused those celebrities from all over the world to go crazy.

The crowd applauded, eager to smash their palms.

Chen Xiaohong straightened her braids, walked in casually, then picked up an apple on the table and continued to eat.

What did he look like when he came to power, and what did he still look like after he stepped down, and he didn't feel a trace of excitement at all about the four consecutive championships that caused a sensation in the entire Huguang region.

When she found that everyone was looking at her in a daze, she waved her hand while eating the apple and said, "No need to congratulate, I'm not very happy." ”

It turned out that everyone was still looking at her, but when there was really no one to congratulate her, she suddenly frowned and stopped eating apples.

When she saw Han Muwan holding a piece of paper in her hand and felt the pure literary aura on it, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately threw away the apple, and couldn't help but snatch the paper directly.

Her eyes froze, and she looked:

"The Wanderer's Song"

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. ”

Read it all over again, watch it again.

After reading it five times in a row, she suddenly looked up and smiled, smiling happily and proudly, and said, "This poem should be written by Yang Ye." Yes, yes, the whole poem has no gorgeous words, no ingenious carving, in the fresh and fluent, simple and light language, full of rich and mellow poetry, sincere and sincere. It's a rare poem. ”

Speaking of this, she nodded and said, "If he comes to the competition today, it shouldn't be a problem to win the second place with this poem." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone finally knew why she was smiling happily and proudly.

The legendary genius is indeed true, but in front of her, he is still the second.

You say she's happy or not.

However, before she was happy, Han Muwan raised her finger and pointed to the jade talisman in Tang Fanfan's hand, and said, "Xiaohong, Sister Tang still has one of his works in her hand, I'm afraid it may send the pride in your heart to hell." ”

Qin'er also said with pity: "Sister Xiaohong, I advise you not to look at it." ”

At this time, no one in the room doubted Yang Ye's true talent, listening to Han Muwan's meaning, the things in Tang Fanfan's hands would be even more amazing.

What can be carried with jade talismans is definitely not poetry, but songs.

With Chen Xiaohong's attainments and love for songs, no one will doubt that if Tang Fan doesn't show her, she will break out and hurt people.

"Sister Tang, give it to me. ”

Sure enough, Chen Xiaohong's eyes were hot, and she directly stretched out her hand, like a hungry wolf seeing food.

Tang Fanfan smiled slightly, put the jade talisman in her hand, and said, "After reading it, remember to return it to me." ”

Chen Xiaohong clenched the jade talisman in her hand, held the paper with "The Wanderer's Yin" in one hand, and did not answer her.

Instead, his eyes twinkled, and he fell silent.

When she heard the noise of the people outside, Xu Huaicheng began to announce the results of the representatives from all over the country, she no longer hesitated, turned around suddenly, like an arrow off the string, "whoosh", and rushed out.

She ...... What is she going to do?"

Wei Wen's face was full of consternation.

Han Muwan's eyes were shining, and she said, "Let's all go out, maybe there will be something lively to watch." ”

The people said no more, but came to the stage together and stood in the corner.

Xu Huaicheng was happily announcing the results, Chen Xiaohong suddenly ran over like a gust of wind, did not shy away, grabbed his arm directly and said: "Lord Xu, please slow down, there is still a contestant who has not come up with a work." ”

Xu Huaicheng was stunned, and those celebrities from all over the world who were waiting to see the awards were stunned, and they all looked at her with puzzled faces.

"Chen Xiaohong, what's going on?"

Xu Huaicheng looked at her and frowned.

Although she is a dirt girl, but since she has become a princess, she has to look like a princess, and now she is not big or small, what is the reason for grabbing his arm?

Chen Xiaohong didn't care about this, stuffed the paper and jade talisman in his hand to him, and said, "Lord Xu, Xiangzhou Yang Ye's works are here, please show them and let the judges evaluate them." ”

After hearing this, Xu Huaicheng was slightly stunned, and then his face sank, and he said: "Nonsense! Yang Ye is sick and has been disqualified from the competition." Even if it was his work, there was no chance. ”

Chen Xiaohong grabbed the paper in his hand, opened it and sent it to his eyes, and said, "My lord, it is broken once, let the judges evaluate it." ”

Xu Huaicheng looked at the small poem on the paper, his brows furrowed deeper, but he still shook his head and said, "The opportunity has been missed, and no one can redeem it." Chen Xiaohong, take the things, it's time for the old man to announce the results. ”

Tang Fanfan and the others stood in the corner, a touch of disappointment crossed their eyes.

Chen Xiaohong looked at him and was silent for a moment, Fang carefully folded the paper, and said, "Since the adults said so, then Xiaohong has nothing to say." ”

Speaking of this, she took back the jade talisman, stroked it a few times, and suddenly raised her eyes and said, "My lord, since the results of the competition have come out, let's wait a while before announcing it." Let's listen to this song and take it as the finale of the successful conclusion of this Thanksgiving Contest, how about it?"

Xu Huaicheng looked at her, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and said, "You really want to be like this?"

Chen Xiaohong smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I am not a contestant in Chenjiazhen now, but the princess of the queen's mother." ”

Xu Huaicheng's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at everyone on the field, nodded and said, "Okay, it's up to you." ”

Chen Xiaohong put away the piece of paper, and then held the jade talisman in both palms, and the literary aura gradually diffused out, and his eyes slowly closed.

There was silence.

Everyone held their breath and stared at her hands motionlessly.

Suddenly, the jade talisman slowly levitated, and the light flickered, appearing and disappearing.

At the same time, a burst of clear and clean notes, with the help of the stone platform formation, clearly reverberated throughout the square.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all pricked up their ears.

Chen Xiaohong's closed eyes also opened in vain, and she turned to look at Tang Fan with a complicated expression in the corner, her lips moved slightly, and said, "New musical instrument?"

Tang Fanfan nodded, and replied to his lips: "Guitar." ”

In the sky, the clouds gathered and became thicker and thicker.

On the green hills in the distance, the remnant sun is like blood, dyeing half of the sky red.

The guitar sounds, a gentle prelude, and flows slowly.

A somewhat desolate and tragic aura suddenly rose from all around, permeating the entire academy.

Xu Huaicheng's hands trembled, and a touch of red gradually appeared in his eyes.

In his mind, a clear picture suddenly appeared.

It was the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the demons attacked on a large scale, and the men of the Xia Kingdom fought bloodily, with countless casualties.

Seeing that the important city related to the survival of the country was about to be breached, a great mother, with more than 2,000 mothers who had just given birth, roared into the murderous demon army in a bloody dusk, and embellished the most brilliant sunset of that day with the blood of maternal love sprinkled all over the sky!

More than 2,000 young mothers all blew themselves up.

And their brilliant blood made all the weapons of the demon army lose their magical power.

Xia Guonan, with soaring hatred, with tears on his face, and blood-red eyes, killed the invincible demon army with earth-shattering combat power!

Since then, there are red flowers everywhere, and the slanting sun is drunk.

Since then, there has been singing and grass everywhere.

Since then, a stone statue with a tall white face and a gentle smile like a spring breeze has been erected there.

Since then, that day has become the eternal Thanksgiving Day of Xia Kingdom.

Mother, she is not just a name, a person, a piece of warmth, she is also an eternal history.

Without this history, there would be no us.

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