Fengcheng, a medium-sized restaurant, is very busy today.
The person sitting in the main seat was Guo Wentao, Guo Zhen's father.
"Guo Ban, long time no see!"
"Monitor!"
"Lao Guo!"
Middle-aged men came in one by one and greeted Guo Wentao. Back then, Guo Wentao was a squad leader on the front line. Although he was weak, his main responsibility was not combat, but logistics. He was the logistics squad leader. Frontline logistics is very important.
It requires people with strong coordination skills.
Guo Wentao was not very talented in cultivation, but he had strong logistical coordination skills, so he served as a squad leader and left a deep impression on many people.
There must be hundreds of people in total!
That is to say, Fengcheng is small, so there are few people, and many people are in other cities.
"We haven't seen each other for many years. Guo felt guilty, so he punished himself with a drink first!" Guo Wentao stood up, with a look of shame on his face, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Squad leader, don't, what do you have to be ashamed of? You have helped so many of us, as well as those orphans and widowed mothers. We are the ones who feel guilty."
"That's right, Lao Guo, if you drink like this, I'll punish myself with one drink too!"
"I'll punish myself with a drink too!"
In the whole private room, as everyone drank a glass of wine, the place became hot instantly, and the distance between everyone who had been apart for many years suddenly became much closer.
Guo Wentao's reputation is still very good. He is smooth and convincing. The key is that he has been secretly sponsoring the education of the descendants of his comrades who sacrificed their lives. Otherwise, it would be impossible not to see each other for many years. With Guo Wentao's words, everyone would come over.
.
After three rounds of drinking.
Guo Wentao said with emotion: "I believe you all know why I called you here. The front line is recruiting troops again, and veterans are being called to return. The city lord has given me some quotas. If anyone wants to return, you can tell me.
I'll try my best to arrange things for everyone."
The place that was warm just now suddenly became cold again.
Many of the people at the table looked complicated, and some were hesitant to speak.
The person who finally approached Guo Wentao said loudly: "Lao Guo, it's not like you don't know our situation. The child is just a teenager. Although he wants to return to the front line, he doesn't dare!"
"Yes! It's not that I don't want to go back. Over the years, I have woken up from my sleep countless times and still feel like I am still on the front line. I feel sorry for the brothers who died!"
"Hey~ I want to go back, but I have a lover now and my child is only ten years old. I don't dare to think about it. I don't dare to think about it at all."
"Almost twenty years have passed, and I still can't forget Tiedan dying in my arms."
"Woooooo~"
This group of middle-aged people, who are either almost forty years old or already over forty years old, many of them have tears in their eyes, and many of them chant the names of people who have died long ago. They usually don't dare to think about it.
I can't hold it back even if I think about it.
But today, as everyone talked about it, the memories came back again, and many of them started to cry.
Guo Wentao also had a complicated look on his face. His son was only 18 years old. He often considered his son's future, so he was still struggling. None of these brothers had done well. It can be imagined that the pressure on a family is great.
on them.
Not everyone is as smooth and good at doing business as he is, and life will always be somewhat unsatisfactory.
Every family has elderly parents, children who are waiting for food, and some families even have sick relatives. The burden of the family is shouldered by these middle-aged men, who are the bread and butter of the family.
It's not that they don't want to go back, it's just that the reality is too much and they are helpless.
Many figures appeared in front of Guo Wentao's eyes, figures that would only appear in dreams. Those figures were all eighteen or early twenties, with blood on their faces. They were as old as their children now, but they were comrades who had sacrificed their lives.
them.
Guo Wentao's face was also full of tears. Everyone was drinking wine desperately. The dishes were almost untouched, but the wine was poured into the stomach one bottle after another, as if this could numb themselves.
Hundreds of people were so drunk that they hugged each other and cried.
Guo Wentao was a little unmotivated and asked people to send them back one by one. He himself drank too much and felt a little irritable, so he didn't take the car this time. The driver followed him in the car while he walked on the street.
The night breeze was a little cool, which made him sober up a little.
After walking for a while, the irritability in my heart still couldn't dissipate, and I was about to return to the car. At this moment, a loud and shocking song suddenly penetrated my ears, causing Guo Wentao to pause suddenly: "When the smoke rises, Jiangshan North
Look, the dragon flag rolls, the horse neighs, the sword energy is like frost, the heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River, in twenty years, who can resist, the hatred is crazy, the long sword is directed at, how many brothers and sisters are buried in a foreign country, why?
Cherish your life to serve your family and country."
That kind of grand, tragic background music, mainly when the lyrics sound, instantly penetrates people's hearts.
There were many pedestrians on this street, and everyone paused to listen. The older the people were, the more shocked they appeared on their faces. Those eyes that were numb from life and full of exhaustion from a busy day were gradually opening up.
Shine a light.
Even the young people had shocked faces. They may not have experienced the cruelty on the front line, but at this moment, they felt a shock from the soul.
As for a veteran like Guo Wentao, he just felt that the singing was hitting his heart. The front line in his memory was never as clear as it is today.
What this song sang in his heart was the front line, because how many brothers and sisters were buried there? How many loyal souls were buried there?
Guo Wentao covered his chest with his hands, his passionate heart beating wildly.
"I can't bear to sigh and feel even more speechless. My eyes are full of blood and tears. The horses' hooves are heading south. People are looking north. People are looking north. The grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying. I am willing to defend the land and reopen the territory. The majestic China will have all four sides to come and congratulate me!"
The song is tragic and majestic, but it is also full of soaring pride, just like the human race.
"Dad, I want to join the army!" A young man suddenly said loudly to his father beside him.
The father looked at his son's young face, with a firm look on his face, and his flaming eyes, hesitating a little, wanting to say something, but he couldn't.
The front line is very cruel! Joining the army is very cruel!
What father would want his child to go to war?
Because if you go, you may never come back.
"Fuck you, I won't serve you anymore, go back to the front line and kill the aliens." A middle-aged man suddenly threw away the briefcase in his hand and cursed, venting his anger.
At this moment, one song ended, and then another song started.
"Listen, this is our voice. Is everyone's fate destined? This is, a prairie fire is about to bloom, side by side, facing the direction of the night, no matter how long the road ahead is, no matter how hesitant you feel
, the light will shine on you and me."
A series of gentle voices came out, a gentle question, but each voice was asked into the hearts of everyone listening to the song.
This street is usually very lively at night, but at this time, everyone is standing still and listening to this song, listening quietly. Everyone clenches their fists unconsciously, and a kind of flame is burning in everyone's eyes.
stand up.
Are young people willing to be mediocre?
Young people are the most unwilling to be mediocre. They work, struggle, marry, have children, and live an ordinary life.
Is fate doomed?
No, he wants to change, change everything!
To bloom like a flame, even for a moment.
"Even if I have fallen asleep in a foreign land, I will move in the most dangerous direction and use my chest to welcome swords, guns and light."
Many young people couldn't help shouting.
"I want to join the army too!"
"Join the army!"
"Brothers, together!"
"Okay, let's go together and kill the aliens!"
The young man who was the first to join the army said solemnly to his father: "Dad, I want to join the army. This is my choice. Please. I know you want me to live in peace and stability."
Life, but I am not willing to accept it! I went to college and became an awakener, but now I can only work in a small place like Fengcheng. Do you know? Lin Fan, who just went to college this year, has already gone to the battlefield.
Killed four strong sixth-grade aliens, and killed countless fifth-grade and fourth-grade aliens. Lin Fan is only 18 years old this year, and I am already 24 years old. I want to be willful again, not for anything else, just
It’s okay to fight once.”
Looking at his son's sincere and fiery eyes, his father lowered his head in shame, clenched his fists again and again, and finally sighed, "Go!"
"Thank you!" The young man bowed deeply to his father.
The young man's words also stunned many people around him.
Many older people don't know how to access the Internet, and these news haven't reached the Windy City yet, they will come tomorrow.
The lag in space will lead to the lag in time, which is just a geographical issue.
But they knew the name Lin Fan. There were countless legends about Lin Fan in Wind City.
But none of them could have imagined that Lin Fan, who had just entered college this year, would already be on the front lines killing enemies and killing aliens!
It can even kill a sixth-grade alien warrior!
Rank 6, for them, is such a far away realm and such a terrifying powerhouse.
"Young man, Lin Fan really went to the front line?"
"Did Lin Fan really kill a sixth-grade alien? And even killed countless fifth-grade and lower aliens?"
"Is this true or not? Isn't Lin Fan only 18 years old? I watched the school exchange competition last two days. Isn't Lin Fan only less than the fourth grade?"
The young man immediately said: "Of course it is true. This news has spread. Lin Fan is now the number one genius in mankind. Lin Fan has broken through to the fourth level, but Lin Fan's genius is here. He kills with the fourth level.
Killing four sixth-grade aliens, and even tens of thousands of other-grade aliens, killing all sides on the front line. This time, the human race won a great victory, and Lin Fan took the greatest credit! It should be published in the Wind City newspaper tomorrow
."
"Awesome!"
"Lin Fan is a really good kid. I've seen him before."
"Oh my God! He is only 18 years old and he is already going to the front line to kill the enemy."
"Hero! We have a dragon in Windy City!"
Everyone was talking, unable to hide the look of horror on their faces. In the past, they heard many legends about strong men who could not be seen, but now the person in this legend comes from Windy City.
Many people have met Lin Fan and have seen Lin Fan before, and this is even more shocking.
"Don't you know? These songs were also written by Lin Fan and sung by Lin Fan himself. There are a total of three albums and 29 songs. Each song was written by Lin Fan himself. Rumor has it that Lin Fan only used
One day." A little girl suddenly said loudly.
"What? This song was written by Lin Fan?"
"Or was it sung by Lin Fan?"
"No wonder this voice sounds familiar. It turns out to be Lin Fan's voice."
"It sounds so good! Even my old man, who is about to die, is so excited to listen to it."
"Lin Fan is a good boy and a hero. He writes songs well and can kill aliens."
"By the way, I want to buy one and take it home and listen to it."
Someone suddenly rang out and rushed directly into the store where the music was playing. When others heard it, they immediately squeezed in, and the old man also hurriedly stepped forward.
"Boss, do you still have this album here?"
The boss looked dumbfounded, "Everyone, this is not a store that sells albums. I sell jewelry. My children bought this album. You go to a store that sells music albums."
It turned out that the store playing music was not an album store at all, and it made a big mistake. This also made everyone disappointed. The boss was a little speechless, but he was still very happy, because many people didn't leave and were listening to the song. This song was really
good.
Looking at this scene and listening to everyone's conversations, Guo Wentao only felt that there was a blood burning in his chest, ready to burst out of his chest at any time. Guo Wentao suddenly grinned and said to himself: "It turns out that my blood
It’s not cold yet!”
Guo Wentao turned around and got into the car. The driver asked, "Boss, do you want to go home?"
"No, go to the city lord's mansion."
"Ah? Oh, okay."
Along the way, Guo Wentao lowered the car window, and Lin Fan's singing could be heard in many places. More and more people stopped to listen. Many old people were listening quietly, and there were many young people with bright eyes.
I'm asking where this album can be sold.
Arrive at the City Lord's Mansion.
Guo Wentao came to Han Bing's study. He was a regular visitor, and no one stopped him. As he approached, he heard a new song being played in the study. Listening to the song, he knew it was Lin Fan singing, "Listen, a new journey."
The horn is blowing, and the goal of a strong army is summoned from the front. If the country wants to be strong, we must take responsibility. The battle flag is filled with iron-blooded glory."
Pushing the door open and entering, Han Bing turned his head and took a look and continued to listen. Guo Wentao sat down and the two of them listened quietly one by one. In the eyes of the two middle-aged men, there was a fire.
rising.
It wasn't until the end of the album that Han Bing turned off the player, exhaled a breath of air, and said with great emotion: "The writing is so good! The singing is so good!"
"Yes! It was all written by Lin Fan. I didn't believe it at first, but after listening to these songs, I suddenly believed it." Guo Wentao said with a smile.
"yes!"
Han Bing's eyes were extremely complicated. Who would have expected that these songs were written by an 18-year-old boy?
Moreover, the young boy who was weak in his memory and a bit sinister actually burst out with such great power. Almost all the songs carried a terrifying power.
This kind of power is not cultivation or strength, but singing!
These songs carry terrifying power and energy, affecting everyone who listens to them.
After listening to this song, and comparing the stories and spirit contained in it with Lin Fan one by one, we can actually see a lot of things. Naturally, they are the people who know Lin Fan best. After all, they helped Lin Fan out some time ago.
Through various versions of autobiographies, I also learned a lot about Lin Fan's childhood, and I was even more certain that this was a song written by Lin Fan.
The song contains Lin Fan's life.
genius!
Although everyone has long agreed that Lin Fan is a genius, after hearing these songs, I still want to say: Lin Fan is a genius.
Guo Wentao suddenly said: "Old Han, I'm going back to the front line."
"ah?"
Han Bing was stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look at Guo Wentao. That chubby face, usually with a shrewd and all-round smile, now showed an indescribable perseverance. He knew that Guo Wentao had made up his mind, but he
After hesitating for a moment, he said: "What about your son?"
He didn't say it directly, but mentioned Guo Zhen. Guo Zhen is only 18 years old and his life has just begun. What should you do if you go to the front line and have three advantages and two disadvantages?
"It's okay, he's very smart."
Guo Wentao said with a smile: "Besides, I can't actually help him much. It's better to go to the front line and maybe I can help him a little bit in the future, which will fulfill some of my wishes. What's more, my children and grandchildren will be free and happy, and he will also
He has grown up and has flown out. He is no longer the little kid who needs me to follow him.
Lao Han, do you know? He is almost at the third level and is much stronger than me. I am still so weak now. I am not as good as him, but who makes me his father, hahahaha."
Han Bing is speechless, can they help?
In fact, the child has been out of their control since he went to Jiutian Academy, and they can no longer give much advice.
Just like that time, when they heard about the Feitie accident, the two of them drove to Nanyang City. They were scared. They had the mentality of an old father. In fact, the children had already had their own ideas, and they had already
Have your own life.
It’s almost the third grade!
Not only is Lin Fan growing up horribly, but the children who came out of Windy City, their children, are also growing vigorously and surpassing them.
Han Bing felt a little emotional when he thought about his daughter, who was almost in the third grade!
"So, how have you decided to explain it to your family?" Han Bing said.
Guo Wentao immediately grimaced and said with a headache: "I'm worried about this now."
"Hahaha, then you have to talk about it properly."
Han Bing laughed loudly and said: "After hearing what you said, I also want to return to the battlefield. This city lord is really boring. That guy Lin Fan can kill sixth-level aliens. We can't be too backward and stay here.
, it’s really a bit embarrassing.”
Han Bing took out a newspaper. This is a newspaper from Nanyang City. It will also be on sale in Fengcheng tomorrow. There is a photo of Lin Fan on it. It is the one published by Jiutian Academy. Lin Fan is covered in scars and blood, and has murderous intent.
soaring.
Guo Wentao was stunned when he saw it, and then laughed and said: "Yeah! I also feel a little embarrassed. An 18-year-old kid dares to go to the battlefield and fight for his life. Don't we dare?"
The two were talking and laughing.
Han Bing stepped forward and changed to Lin Fan's album, and the two chatted about past events and listened to the song.
Similarly, on this day, in countless corners of the earth, many people, like Guo Wentao and Han Bing, listened to these songs one by one, a kind of flame was rising, a kind of flame was burning, this kind of flame was rising.
The flames quickly spread to every corner of the earth.
And the Windy City Recruitment Office the next day.
Guo Wentao unexpectedly discovered that many old friends who had dinner with him yesterday were also here. Everyone looked at each other and smiled, with a sense of relief, recognition, and laughter. Guo Wentao patted their shoulders. These guys are braver than him.
, because many of their children are still young.
On this day, many Lin Fan music albums are sold at the sales outlets. Yesterday, you could see young girls and some boys, but today they are not only young people, but also many middle-aged people with children, and there are even many
Old people on crutches came to line up to buy albums, and asked for Lin Fan's album by name. Many of the old people could sing the lyrics, but could not name the songs, but everyone had a fire in their eyes, a burning fire.
Lin Fan's songs have spread from big cities to the streets of small cities at an unimaginable speed. The songs are loud and clear: "Be a good man and be a hero. The torrents and tsunamis are empty. Ruiququan Zongfeng Lin Dong, Jinggong Qiyu."
The wind from eight directions moves the mountains, rivers, rivers and moon with force, and the sincerity is fierce to protect the homeland and the country."
Children running and playing on the streets will sing in children's voices from time to time: "Unity is strength, unity is strength, this strength is iron, this strength is steel."
The song is catchy and not only liked by young people, but also by children.
At the same time, the Internet was also noisy!
After Lin Fan's song was released, Lin Fan's die-hard fans knew about it immediately. It was full of surprises and benefited everywhere. Similarly, there were many people who originally disdained it and thought it was just to make money. They picked it up from around them or from the streets.
, some even heard about it from their elders. When everyone listened to it, they were immediately shocked.
There is no online version yet, it is only sold offline, and it will take a long time for the online version to be online.
But this does not prevent some people from recording and uploading it privately. Although it is a pirated version and the sound is not clear and even lacks the original taste, it is more than enough for discussion and easy to promote.
After just two days of fermentation, Lin Fan's support group spontaneously established an online personal forum about Lin Fan. The fan attention has reached 80 million, and the number is still rising crazily.
Here, there are various videos of Lin Fan, including school exchange competitions, videos of returning from the front line, and even Lin Fan's autobiography has been uploaded in human form.
Even Lin Fan's usual dressing style was spread out and everyone discussed it among themselves.
Well, there is also the promotional brochure of Hope Society and the poem by Lin Fan.
Zhu Xingwang has sent people to negotiate and take over the establishment of the forum. Part of the publicity strategy is from his hand, so that everyone can discuss with purpose and trigger the direction of discussion. At the same time, they have also received words from the top human decision-makers to promote health.
Positive direction guidance.
There are too many people, and they are all young people. In addition, Lin Fan's songs are very healthy. The government naturally attaches great importance to this. It has set up a music propaganda department under the Ministry of Culture to promote Lin Fan's songs and at the same time let the majority of music fans
People should learn more.
Everything seemed to be prosperous, and Lin Fan's fire was getting more and more ignited. Originally, the government wanted Lin Fan to cooperate with the publicity, but when Lin Fan's songs suddenly became popular all over the world, the words written in his lyrics were conveyed
The spirit is completely sufficient, and it is even much better and stronger than the propaganda originally prepared by the government.
Because almost overnight, Lin Fan's songs spread throughout the earth. Young people and children sang them, and the elderly and middle-aged people also listened carefully. Human beings of all ages were listening.
It made many people feel incredible, and it shocked the entire music field. There had never been a song that could span all age groups, and they were also dumbfounded. Lin Fan could actually write songs and sing, and he could write them so well. It turned out that
Songs can still be written like this, and it turns out songs can still be sung like this.
This has also opened up many musicians’ creative ideas and creative themes.
The lyrics are powerful, and the singing is also powerful. Musicians compete to imitate, listening and learning over and over again.
Many people like different things. Some people like simple melodies such as "Unity is Strength" and "Serving the Country with Loyalty" that stir the blood in everyone's hearts; some people like "Brave Boy" and "My Future Is Not a Dream".
Most of them are young people, full of expectations and fantasies about the future; some also like "Mortal Song" and "Live Hard", which sing about the bitterness of reality and the helplessness of reality, but everyone still has to live.
Live hard
The person involved, Lin Fan, woke up feeling very comfortable.
He doesn't care about anything that happens in the outside world. To be honest, no matter where he sleeps, he can't catch up with his own little nest. Unfortunately, Fengcheng doesn't have time to go back for the time being. This little nest is not bad. Well, only Yu Zhilan's skinned thighs can compare.
.
He stretched out comfortably and didn't use his natural skills. Instead, he went to the shower room to take a shower and then washed himself.
I have to say that Lin Fan found this quite troublesome. It was really scary to get used to it. It felt a bit cumbersome.
I changed my clothes and started talking on the phone.
Soon, many people gathered in Lin Fan's apartment, including Guo Zhen, Han Miaotong, Fang Yan, Gu Ying, Yan Yan, no, it was Yan Yan. Lin Fan glanced at Yan Yan, and his temperament was wrong.
Yan Yan smiled and explained: "Now I come out during the day."
Lin Fan nodded, didn't say anything, and continued to shake people, Fan Jianyuan, Tian Cheng, and, by the way, Duan Chuan. Brother Chuan couldn't forget it. After all, he had returned to Jiutian Academy. After thinking about it, he also asked Chang Man and Su Yiliu.
Called over.
Chang Man was pretty good. Su Yiliu, well, he borrowed the practice room several times and finally broke it. Lin Fan was still full of apologies.
The key is, it’s also very effective!
No, there were so many people that Lin Fan's small apartment couldn't be squeezed in, so everyone moved together to Su Yiliu's villa, which was spacious.
It was rebuilt and looks exactly like before.
Lin Fan made a small start for everyone. Yesterday, Guo Zhen and other new students, Feng Quan naturally couldn't remember, and they wouldn't go to capture Jiuxuan Palace. Duan Chuan was among the crowd outside and gained something, but not that much.
big.
Today, Lin Fan gave them a collective buff.
A group of people were very excited, especially Duan Chuan. They had experienced yesterday that they had gained so much outside the Jiuxuan Hall, let alone starting a small stove today. Then Duan Chuan explained to everyone, and for a while, everyone was very happy.
Everyone knew that Lin Fan called them here to play cheats for them.
