I took a loan to work, and I misled the central station.

Lu Yatan was a little surprised.

I haven't heard my grandfather praise people.

Usually, no matter how good the grandchildren are, they don't have a good face.

She was the only exception.

Who called her the only girl in the family?

That's a thousand pampering.

His family has never praised him, but he even praised a host.

"Grandpa, who says it's not?"

"A host who presided over the Spring Festival turned out to be a singer in a blink of an eye, I'm afraid this is just this one. "

"It's a little outrageous. "

We're talking.

Then the music started.

"What song is he singing?" asked Lu Xiaozhong.

"The song he sings is like an internet song. "

"The kind that young people like. "

Although Lu Yatan has watched Wang Xuan's video, she doesn't know much about Wang Xuan. "940" has a lot to play in the world of the eldest lady.

It's not like those otaku, lying in bed all day long, playing with mobile phones, chasing dramas and watching videos.

Lu Xiaozhong's face turned green, and he regretted saying that.

In the eyes of these elders, are pop songs called songs?

The lyrics are a mess, and singing a song is like having water in your mouth.

This thing has nothing to do with identity, it has something to do with the environment in which you grew up.

As long as the older generation simply doesn't like this pop singing.

What they like is the way they sing with bel canto thousands of miles away.

The second is the previous Four Heavenly Kings.

These people are just a little more acceptable in their eyes.

As for Jay Chou, not to mention it.

Singing a song is like chanting a scripture.

When I listen to a song, I can't understand half a word.

The Internet Divine Comedy is even more difficult for them to see.

The lyrics are all a mess.

The gap between the times is not drawn in because of different identities.

"This kind of song is actually put on the spring evening, it's really nonsense. Lu Xiaozhong said with a dark face.

"Grandpa, it's a young man's world now. "

"The times are progressing, and society is developing. "

"Not only your Belt and Road Initiative, but also culture and science and technology are progressing. "

"An era has something that people of a decade like. "

"For example, when modern poetry first appeared, wasn't it ostracized by those old poets?"

Lu Yatan's culture is quite profound.

One or two sentences left the old man speechless.

This is someone else, glaring at him, and obediently not daring to say half a word.

"That's it, what age is it now?" The grandmother on the side was also mending the knife at the same time.

"It's okay to play with your phone more. "

"See what young people like right now?"

Lu Xiaozhong's face darkened: "I usually have to squeeze out even the time to eat, and I still have time to play with my mobile phone." "

"I don't know what you young people like. "

After chatting, Wang Xuan opened his mouth and sang the first lyrics.

The white waves of golden sand roll the waves

Wanli Haijiang is on duty

The waves crashed on the shore

How much turmoil there is

The original singing style is a little soft.

Although the lyrics are also very domineering.

But it lacks a bit of flavor.

As soon as Wang Xuan spoke, a solemn and resolute aura of slaughter came to his face.

Articulate words clearly.

There is no fancy singing with those pop songs.

Chest resonance, gun resonance.

Then mixed with some bel canto, the vastness of the sea and the iron-blooded will of the soldiers were vividly interpreted.

The will of the soldiers, like the vast ocean, is vast and vast, standing for eternity.

The old man shut up instantly.

Savor the first few lines of the lyrics.

Lu Yatan's mouth opened wide.

This song was particularly popular some time ago.

Even if he doesn't like to listen to it, he will hear it when he watches short videos.

That's not what the original song tastes like.

The lyrics aren't right.

While thinking about it, he hurriedly turned on his phone and searched for the original song.

Glancing at the lyrics.

Obviously, it is the autumn wind that enters the long river.

How many storms are caused by the rocks piercing through the air.

It's not the same, right?

It's not just that the lyrics are different.

Even the way of singing is different.

"Doesn't you think it's a good song?" said the grandmother on one side.

Lu Xiaozhong frowned and did not speak. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

silently experienced the emotions in this song and tasted the charm of the lyrics.

The prosperous era is prosperous

I'll be on the lookout for safety

Bumpy and bumpy

But the practice is endless

When I was secretly guarding the islands and reefs of Border Beach

Hold the gun and stay with the sea and the sky

Even though the sun is scorching and the wind is cold

What about loneliness......

Hearing this, Lu Xiaozhong's expression finally changed.

"It's a good song. "

"Aren't these songs on the Internet?"

"Not at all?"

Lu Xiaozhong turned his head to look at his precious granddaughter.

Lu Yatan looked at the TV in a daze. []

The title of the song is right, and the prelude is right.

Why is this singing and lyrics different?

This is all a girl who listens to her blood boiling.

In my mind, I seemed to see a soldier, standing on the ship, with a tall posture and a lonely back, only moving forward.

They are our backbone.

They guard their people.

While everyone reunites and everyone celebrates the New Year, while everyone laughs, they are still silently guarding this country, this nation.

Will they be homesick?

Will they be lonely?

Will they be afraid?

They are also people.

But they couldn't go back.

If they retreat, then the nation will have no backbone.

Looking back, when I accompanied my grandfather to inspect before, I saw those people who were seventeen, eighteen or nineteen years old at the same age as me, carrying guns and facing the scorching sun.

In the state of the fastener.

Lu Yatan swiped a video on the Internet before.

Foreign netizens ridiculed the fact that Chinese soldiers were not equipped with guns when they were in disaster relief.

3.9 And he lay directly on the ground, and there was no one standing guard.

What if this is attacked?

The comments of Chinese netizens are tearful.

The attacks from the common people were only boxes of mineral water, as well as watermelons and apples.

That's throwing everything in the car.

The only soldiers who were injured were smashed by those things.

It's okay to be smashed by these.

You haven't experienced the taste of being smashed by a durian.

Once I was smashed, and I cried straight away.

When he was in the disaster relief, he was so tired that he fainted, and he didn't shout tired.

I cried directly after being smashed by durian.

It's painful, but it's also moving.

Military personnel abroad are professional soldiers.

To put it bluntly, it's a profession.

It's no different from those driver security guards.

Only our Chinese people are called the people's soldiers.