The final scene of the play takes a little longer to prepare.

But the audience at the scene was not impatient at all, and while they were preparing, the audience was buzzing, talking about the plot of the previous scenes and the acting skills of the actors.

Seeing Chen Delu coming back from the backstage and quickly returning to his seat, Huo Renhong smiled and leaned over.

"Dean Chen, is this a proud protégé who went backstage to comfort you?"

"No, no, no, it's just that it's such a hot day, this group of children are working hard to act, go and take a look."

"Haha...... You see, this play is not finished yet, but Dean Chen feels sorry for the students! ”

Hearing Huo Renhong's ridicule, the deans of several faculties on the side were also happy.

"Don't you feel distressed, this guy's, the film and television academy taught us a lesson tonight. The film and television academy has been silent before, but this time there is a shock, which makes people have to suspect that you Dean Chen has been brewing for a long time and wants to use the school celebration to show off your prestige! ”

"Hmm...... I'm thinking about one thing right now. Lao Chen Ling told me the truth, the student who played Song Yingxing at noon today went to the exhibition of scientific research achievements to distribute the invitation, and you also arranged it, right? ”

"Hey, how can you smear people's innocence out of thin air!"

Faced with the jokes of several deans, Chen Delu had an old face.

"I really didn't arrange this, I'll be honest with you. Although I approved the establishment of this drama club, I haven't paid much attention to it since its establishment. To be honest, I am happy that these children can make the drama club to this level in such a short period of time, but at the same time, I am unexpected. ”

"You see, what's so hard to admit about that? Your film and television academy has stolen the limelight today, they are all one school, what can we say? ”

"Yes, your film and television academy is the youngest department in our school, we big brothers, can we still look at the little brothers, what's going on?"

didn't know if Chen Delu's words were true or false for a while, and several deans were not guilty of the crime, and they made a few jokes.

At this moment, with a reminder bell, the curtain in front of the stage slowly opened.

The last scene of "China in the Classics" is here!

As mentioned earlier, from the scientific examination in the third act to the book in the fifth act, the plot structure is all from the perspective of Song Yingxing's memories in his later years.

And in this last scene, as Song Yingxing's memories ended, the stage scene returned to the beginning, where the elderly Song Yingxing was in the countryside.

"If you don't think about it, that worship will be goodbye."

Standing on the right side of the stage, Song Yingxing, whose back was no longer straight, and his voice seemed to have been beaten by wind and frost, sighed.

He held the hoe with one hand, lowered his head gloomily, and looked at the audience silently.

"In the fifteenth year of Yongli, I resigned and returned to my hometown."

"In the sixteenth year of Yongli, Brother Boju fled with his family because of the fragmentation of his family and country, and capsized his family in a boat and car in Junshan Lake...... Dead. ”

"In the seventeenth year of Yongli, my brother Song Yingsheng was martyred because of the righteousness of becoming a courtier."

mentioned the unbearable past of his family and country, Song Yingxing in his later years on the stage fell slumped.

On the empty stage, his body shrunk into a ball, looking so sad, so desolate and lonely.

The reading girl on the side silently held his arm and helped him sit on the ground.

"Brother Chang Geng!" "Third brother!"

Just when Song Yingxing in his later years was hiding his sleeves and crying, a greeting suddenly sounded on the left side of the stage.

Suddenly looking up, he saw the two lighted figures on the other side of the stage, and he staggered up from the ground in a very unfriendly but awkward posture to the elderly.

"Brother! Brother Boju! ”

Looking at the two figures from afar, he stretched out his hands.

However, the two figures took a step back and laughed.

"Brother Boju, look at his dress. I must have gone to work in the fields! ”

"Alas, he likes to learn from Shennong since he was a child. There is a dream of abundant food and clothing in the world. Hahaha......"

Looking at the two figures that were only a few steps away, but seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, Song Yingxing's lips trembled in his later years, and his voice was choked.

"Two brothers, in the past ten years that you have been gone, I have seen you in my dreams every day, and I ...... I miss you so much! ”

"Hahaha......"

Looking at the old man who fell to his knees with a pop, the two brothers, who still maintained their middle-aged appearance, let out a burst of laughter.

"Look at him, when he's old, he's still like this!"

"My beard is white, and I love to cry so much, hahaha......"

"Okay, don't cry. Brother Chang Geng, getting acquainted with you, this life is worth it! "Heavenly Creation" is a good book, and I believe that it will be passed on to future generations. Future generations will get the benefits of your book, and presumably the world will not forget the benefits of my Tu Shaoxuan. Hahaha......"

"Third brother, life is in the world, writing books and words, benefiting future generations, this life is not in vain! Although I didn't do it, I have no regrets helping you complete "Heavenly Creation"! Remember what you said? Precious grains and cheap gold and jade, this book ......"

Looking at the two brothers who were out of reach, Song Yingxing wiped away his tears and staggered up from the ground.

His eyes flickered again, as if he had returned to the barge that went to Beijing when he was young, and back to the day when "Heavenly Creation" was written more than ten years ago!

"Forge ahead with fame...... Nothing to do either! Ha ha! ”

Seeing Song Yingxing, who was rejuvenated, the two brothers on the side of the stage smiled and bowed to each other, and gradually disappeared.

Hurriedly ran forward a few steps, and saw the two brothers who had disappeared, Song Yingxing in his later years stretched out his hand in front of him and hung down.

He silently turned around and looked at the girl who claimed to be from more than three hundred years later with muddy tears in his eyes.

"Girl...... You...... Is it really more than 300 years later? ”

Faced with his question, the girl nodded heavily.

"That ......"

At this time, Song Yingxing hesitated.

"That...... "Heavenly Creation" was still ...... in your time Does anyone else watch it? ”

Faced with his apprehension like a schoolboy, the girl slowly took his hand.

"Sir, if you will, I'll show you the ...... three hundred years from now Heavenly Creation. ”

"Lead the way!"

With Song Yingxing's happy consent in his later years, the girl led him to the space-time tunnel that appeared behind him.

The audience was filled with tears, and the background behind the stage slowly changed.

"Dear passengers, the high-speed train from Nanchang West to BJ West is about to depart."

In the station of the modern city, a white Fuxing train is speeding by.

"This, this is?"

Seeing the high-speed train roaring by, Song Yingxing on the stage was startled.

"Sir, this is the boat and car that we Chinese built ourselves three hundred years later! We call it high-speed rail, Nanchang West to BJ West, which is the road from your hometown to Beijing to catch the exam. Sit on it and it will only take more than three hours to arrive! ”

"No way, I've walked this road six times! It takes half a year each time! ”

Facing Song Yingxing's surprise, the girl smiled faintly.

On the big screen behind her, a passenger plane soared in the sky.

"That's not fast, sir, look. This is today's Chinese, a big plane built by themselves. If you sit on it, the same journey will only take an hour! ”

"This, isn't this just flying through the clouds?"

Seeing his fascination, the girl smiled and shook her head.

"This is not the clouds, this is the clouds!"

As she spoke, the background had come to Jiuquan. Inside the launch base, a rocket is igniting and taking off!

"This is our Chinese man-made Long March launch vehicle!" We were able to take the rover, all the way to the moon. ”

"The moon?"

Hearing this, Song Yingxing's burning eyes flashed.

"That's where Chang'e lives?"

"Don't be disappointed, there is no Chang'e on the moon. However, we brought back the soil there from the moon. ”

"Can this lunar soil be used for farming?"

With Song Yingxing's anxious inquiry on the stage, the audience with tears in his eyes, and the live broadcast room, which was completely silent in the plot, suddenly burst into laughter.

Chinese, their dedication to farming, from ancient times to the present!

Looking at the picture of the lunar rover collecting lunar soil, Song Yingxing clenched his fists excitedly.

"In ancient times, Qu Yuan's "Heavenly Question" was born, and later generations landed on the moon and asked the sky. Great, wonderful! ”

The girl smiled reservedly at his admiration.

"What else would you like to see, sir?"

Faced with this question, Song Yingxing rubbed his hands and licked his lips with the shyness and expectation of a primary school student.

"I ...... I also want to see ...... more than 300 years from now Nai Grain! ”

"I guessed it."

With a smile, the girl took his hand.

At this point, the lights on the other side of the stage come on. The rice fields that are growing gratifying on one side were presented in front of all the audience.

Seeing those rice stalks tall and ears of wheat with large ears, Song Yingxing ran over quickly.

"These rice, each of these rice plants has more than a dozen ears of rice, and the grains are so full, this, how is this possible! What kind of breed is this? ”

Meeting his ecstatic gaze, the girl smiled faintly.

"This is a scientist named Yuan Longping researched, the third generation of high-yield hybrid double cropping rice, is currently trying to break through the goal of 3,000 catties per mu."

"Three thousand catties?!"

This number completely shocked Song Yingxing. The rice plant he was holding in his hand seemed to become heavy at this moment, and he couldn't help but hold it with both hands.

"At that time, we had a yield of five or six hundred catties per mu, which was already considered a high yield! This Yuan Longping is really amazing! Me, shall I see him? ”

As he was talking, a tall and thin figure appeared on the other side of the "rice field".

Facing the girl's gesture, Song Yingxing walked up nervously, he wiped the mud on his hands, and grabbed the hand of the thin old man.

At this moment, on this stage, two scholars who have spanned more than 300 years of time and space completed a handshake like a genesis.

The two looked at each other, at each other, and were speechless for a long time.

On the stage, the figure that looked at each other from time and space three hundred years apart directly penetrated the tear ducts of the audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room!

"I'm crying to death, two people who are fighting for the common people, shaking hands across time!"

"Two great men, two men whose deeds have nothing to do with fame and progress! Salute! ”

"That's the legacy! Carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, generation after generation, there will always be those who have done their best for the country and the people to stand up and make our country and nation better, this is the spirit of our Chinese civilization that can continue to this day! ”

"Ahhh Fengshen, this drama, this scene, in my heart is the eternal God! ”

"Damn, I'm crying to death, and suddenly remembered that there was a question on Zhihu before, saying that the people who dug the canal in ancient times were only provided with white porridge and mustard, would they rebel? The most praised answer is this, resist, are you crazy? They can dig canals to Siberia! ”

"Yes, in ancient times, porridge represented the fine grain after hulling, and mustard meant high-quality salt. The ancient low-level people, where they could eat these things! ”

"Brothers, tell me something that no one likes to hear. Our country has gotten rid of hunger, and it has only been a matter of more than ten years, thanks to Grandpa Yuan, the god of agriculture! ”

Stage.

Beep!

Received an amazing value, 10116 points!

Hearing another amazing value entry prompt, Li Youzhi let go of Yuan Longping, played by Wang Hui.

This line is not good, you can't say more, otherwise it will be easy to smash.

Letting go of the tall and thin old man's hand, he returned to Tu Susu's side.

Looking at the thriving rice fields, there is envy and even greed in his eyes.

"It's so good, I really want to live in your time! You guys...... This is the real creation of heaven. What other ingenious skills do you have? I, I'd like to see it again. ”

Ha?!

On the stage, hearing Li Youzhi suddenly come to such a sentence, Tu Susu was stunned.

That's not how the script is written, it's a dull soul!

Don't just leave the script, hey!

At least give me a time to react, at least give me a look!

Just when Tu Susu was in chaos, Li Youzhi on the stage looked at the audience.

Bian Yongchang, the dean of the Agricultural College, who was stared at by his thirst for knowledge, and had been moved to tears by the plot on the stage, got up.

"Mr. Song!"

piao~~ Bright!

Listening to Bian Yongchang's call from the audience, Li Youzhi pretended to be stunned, slowly walked off the stage, and bowed to Bian Yongchang.

"I don't know who Mr. is?"

"Mr. Song, I am the dean of the College of Agriculture of Rongcheng University, Bian Yongchang. Our institute is now optimizing the fourth generation of digital farming and precision agriculture technologies. ”

Hearing Bian Yongchang's excited report, Li Youzhi looked puzzled - this is really doubtful, after all, he is a scumbag.

"Dean Bian, I don't know this precision agriculture ...... What is it? ”

"It is to use global positioning system and remote sensing technology, program and control drones and ground machinery to carry out point-to-point sowing, irrigation, fertilization, medicine, and harvesting of crops! Once this set of technology is applied, hundreds of acres, thousands of acres of farms, only two people need to complete all the work from spring sowing to autumn harvest! ”

"Mr. Song! And our gene editing project! After the research of our Academy of Biological Sciences, the use of genetic technology has increased the lodging resistance of corn by 8 percentage points, and after our results are applied to the market next year, it is estimated that we can increase the yield of corn for our province by at least three million tons! ”

As soon as Bian Yongchang finished speaking, the dean of the Academy of Biological Sciences on the side got up and introduced.

Disease resistant body activation plant immunity technology, bacillus engineering bacteria technology to treat insects with bacteria, low-cost and easy-to-degrade slow-release fertilizer......

As the deans got up and excitedly introduced the scientific research achievements related to agricultural science, Li Youzhi's eyes became more and more bright.

It wasn't until he had listened to the last dean's account that he nodded heavily.

"It's good, I really envy your time."

He folded his hands and bowed solemnly to the deans and department heads with burning eyes.

"Thank you, thank you for doing something I couldn't even think of!"

Just as he bowed down, the big hands, which had been old, dragged his arms down.

As soon as Li Youzhi raised his head, he saw Huo Renhong, whose eyes were flashing, and he didn't know when he was already standing in front of him.

"Sir, we can't accept this from you."

Helping Li Youzhi up, Huo Renhong turned to look at all the teachers and students at the scene:

"The results of scientific research are not achieved overnight, and knowledge has its inevitable inheritance. The so-called long history is precisely because there are people like Mr. Song Yingxing, who have carried on the past and forged ahead from generation to generation, and our hard-working and brave people who have continued to struggle, that we are in today's prosperous world! ”

Huo Renhong, who turned around, his eyes flashed.

"Sir, do you know what is the motto of our school?"

Facing his confused gaze, Huo Renhong straightened his waist.

More than 1,000 teachers and students present also stood up silently.

"Think naturally to adapt!"

"Enlighten the mystery to be practical!"

"How difficult it is to solve people's livelihood!"

"Become a pillar of the country!"

The uniform school motto resounded throughout the hall.

The sound that shook the world made its way through the doors of the concert hall.

Walk through the grassy playground, through the bustling canteen, and through the gate of the earliest school of Agricultural University.

At the entrance of the school department, a statue looking up into the distance has been mottled by time.

The statue is dressed in a Ming Dynasty robe and holds a scroll.

On the cover of the book, there are four big characters written "Heavenly Creation".

In the opening of the book, a line of small characters is specially marked by the school with red paint, which is particularly conspicuous.

"Thinking is natural, but adaptable. Thinking is mysterious, but it can be practical. ”

That's the ...... of "Heavenly Creation, Nai Grain" The first paragraph!

PS: A chapter of more than 4700 words~ Don't say that the two are stupid and short!

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