Huayu09: Starting with Hijacking Xiao Shenyang

"A Young Man's Tale of China"

Lyrics by Mr. Liang and Shui Shui.

Composer: Wu Gao.

Original singer: Zhang Jie.

This song underwent four revisions before it was given a new lease on life and resonated throughout every inch of the Republic.

The song conveys both the solemnity of family and country and the youth of young people. The powerful mix and high notes in the chorus build up the emotions layer by layer, culminating in a theme that is sublimated at the end.

Why do these highly didactic songs not alienate young people, and even become spontaneously sung by them? The dedication of the creative team is one aspect.

Most importantly, once the country becomes wealthy and powerful, they start to examine the accounts.

In 1900, the Hundred Days' Reform failed miserably, and the great powers carved up China. A pessimistic view permeated the government and the public that "the old empire is doomed."

When Liang was in exile, he was heartbroken by the self-deprecation and apathy of his countrymen. So he wrote this book to refute the fallacy of national subjugation and to place his hopes for revival on the new generation of youth, using his powerful literary style to awaken the national spirit.

Now, a century has passed, and the landscape has shifted and status has changed.

The humiliation of the past.

I dare not forget it for even a moment!

"Youth has its own youthful exuberance!"

"My heart shines like the blazing sun!"

"No matter how many difficulties I face, I will overcome them!"

"Today, I am but a young man!"

As the song reached its chorus, Chen Mo's voice became high-pitched and resonant.

at the same time.

At the starting line of the track, four physical education teachers, holding aloft the red flag that was won through the bloodshed and sacrifice of tens of millions of people during the 28 years of revolution, run vigorously towards the rising sun.

The national flag is very heavy, measuring 7.5 meters and weighing 4.1 kilograms.

The national flag was also very light, and it was lifted up by the autumn wind and fluttered freely.

The teachers, each holding a national flag in one hand and beaming with smiles, ran along the track to the first-grade preparation area.

A huge red flag enveloped each child, like a mother's arms, protecting, hoping, and blessing them.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Sudden.

The innocent laughter of children rang out, and the morning glories ran after the national flag, their hands holding sunflowers, balloons, and windmills, symbolizing innocence and carefree joy.

There were no constraints, no formations.

Facing the rising sun, chasing the red flag.

The scene looked chaotic; some children's pants even fell down while running, exposing half of their buttocks.

The neighboring children cast mocking glances my way.

How powerful was this real scene? All the spectators on the main stage stood up excitedly, then tried their best to calm themselves down, their faces beaming with knowing smiles.

What are adults striving for?

The answer was found at that moment.

Our next generation must never, ever, ever, ever sit in ruins and cry again; they must run and smile on a beautiful playground.

The children ran after the national flag. A huge crane camera on the side of the track switched from following the viewer to shooting from above, capturing the entire national flag in the frame. The patterns on the flag, ruffled by the wind, resembled bright red waves.

The singing continued, and the teacher continued running.

The relay race reached the junior high school section. The runners gathered their strength for the start, the national flag fluttered overhead, and the boys followed closely behind.

Finally, there's the high school section.

From elementary school to junior high school, nine years of compulsory education, the Republic is the red color above our heads, protecting us for nine whole years. Although high school is not considered part of the youth category, it is closely related to today's theme.

Passing on the legacy!!!

We must pass on Chinese civilization like a relay race.

Generation after generation.

Generation after generation.

Never stop.

Never! Never! Stop!

Let's look back at the main stage.

The children recited classic texts.

With each sentence spoken, he took a step forward.

It foreshadows a brand new republic, moving forward bravely and fearlessly despite all difficulties.

The song returns to the chorus.

Chen Mo felt a deep empathy and immediately got into the song.

The youthful, resounding voice shattered the hearts of every listener, its melodious tone soaring upwards to pierce the heavens.

"The sky is high, the sea is vast, and the land stretches for ten thousand miles!"

"The spirit of Chinese youth soars!"

"Strive to become a pillar of society!"

"Live up to your youth!!!"

Chen Mo stood at the edge of the stage with his arms outstretched, his body swaying unconsciously, then picked up the microphone again and started running and singing.

A dragon rises from the abyss, its scales and claws flashing.

The young tiger roared in the valley, and all the beasts trembled in fear.

This is the spiritedness of youth.

This is the rebellious spirit of youth.

Young people should be like this!

Liu Li and Jin Yue were stunned.

The song was beautiful, the stage effects were unparalleled, and the scene of chasing the red flag on the playground was particularly meaningful.

"Oh my god..."

After regaining his senses, Liu Li leaned forward, supporting himself on the table with both hands, as if trying to blend into the performance and bring this grand event to a perfect close.

however.

The performance wasn't over yet.

When elementary, middle, and high school students ran to the center of the playground following the national flag, everyone stood in neat rows.

"Chinese students!!!"

Chen Mo shouted himself hoarse into the microphone.

"exist!!!"

The boys responded loudly.

"What's our slogan?!"

Chen Mo asked again.

"We were born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. When the people have faith, the nation has strength and the people have hope. Wherever our eyes look, we see China; the five stars shine brightly, representing our faith. We are willing to use our youth to defend the prosperous China."

"Defend China!"

"Defend China!!"

"Defend China!!!"

This is the end.

The rehearsal is over.

The main stage fell silent for three seconds.

"Clap clap clap!"

Liu Li's eyes were slightly red, and he led the applause.

"Great! Excellent! This vibrant playground is the most perfect stage I've ever seen. What I see is the next generation of the Republic that will never collapse."

Jin Yue hadn't fully recovered yet.

"The Young Chinese Chronicles" presents old classics in a new guise, vividly showcasing the spirited demeanor of Chinese youth.

Can mainstream songs be done like this?

See you a long time!

Who says it's silent? It's deafening!

"Thank you to all the parents and children who are here." Chen Mo bowed to take his leave, and then emphasized, "This program is prepared for the Spring Festival Gala, and I hope everyone can keep it a secret. Please."

"good!!!"

The crowd responded loudly.

The principal took over and organized the evacuation.

"Director Liu, how's it going?"

Zhao Benshan asked the question knowing the answer already.

"Look why I'm in tears, it's because I love this land so deeply. Great program, absolutely great program."

Liu Li was lavish in his praise.

"It's getting late, let's eat and chat."

Zhao Benshan extended a warm invitation.

"No, no, no, there's no time to eat. When you go to Beijing, I'll treat you and Xiao Mo. Where are the negatives? Give them to me quickly, I need to take them with me."

Liu Li was in a hurry.

Such popular programs that guide correct values ​​must be reported up the chain of command, to the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television and even higher-level leaders.

The significance of "The Young Chinese Speak" extends beyond the Spring Festival Gala stage.

"The negatives are here, we haven't had time to edit them yet, boss."

Du Heng ran over to report.

"No need to cut, not even a second. Every frame is wonderful enough, a genuine expression of the children's emotions."

Liu Li waved his hand, "Why cut? Sincerity is the ultimate weapon."

After seeing off Director Liu and Director Jin, the old group gathered together again and began the praise session.

This person said that Chen Mo was a genius.

That person said that a great teacher in Benshan produces outstanding students.

Chen Mo is alright; having survived two lifetimes, his mental fortitude is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Teacher Zhao was overjoyed.

His mouth was stretched from ear to ear, and he kept leaning back tactically; I wonder if his back can take it.

As I said before, praising Chen Mo makes Zhao Benshan happier than praising Zhao Benshan.

"Teacher Zhao, Director Chen, how about we have dinner together tonight? No other intentions, just expressing my personal gratitude."

Li Aihua had a lot more to say, noting that film and television cities are being built in various places to boost local tourism.

For example: Hengdian World Studios, Wuxi Film and Television City, Cangshan Mountain, Qiao Family Compound, etc.

Benshan Media also tried it. The Xiangyashan Village, the filming location for "Ma Dashuai" and "Country Love", was already taking shape, but it could not be called a film and television city, but only a shooting base.

Indeed, many tourists come here because of its reputation, but there are very few things to do and the experience is quite average.

All I did was take pictures.

Also.

The two TV series seem to have a great influence, but in reality, they are more limited. They are only popular in Northeast China, and even though they were broadcast on CCTV, they failed to break into the mainstream.

If it's a movie...