"This is a divine song!"
"I proudly say to the world, I am! Asians!"
"It's two o'clock in the morning now. There's still a month before the college entrance examination.”
"Brothers above, you can do it. Just like the lyrics say, stick out your new chest! Walking on the road! The world knows that I'm different! The more turbulent it is, the braver it is!"
"The changes in the new world will be left to the younger generation!”
"Our great Huaxia will be revived!”
"We Asian people have never been afraid. There are always thorns in front of us, so we must forge ahead!”
"Trash Zhang Hao, trash song!"
"Upstairs, your mother is gone. What rubbish is this?”
……
The next day.
Confucius Institute in Jiazhou, America.
Chinese traditional culture class.
A strict professor was talking about the contents of the textbook.
Below the stage.
One of the blackies was absent-minded.
Suddenly, his pupils constricted. He pulled out his headphones and touched his deskmate's arm." Hey, Zhuang, I found a very nice song today!”
Zhuang stopped what he was doing and said," Chinese songs? It doesn't sound good!"
"Try it!" Little Black handed the earphones over.
Although he didn't really want to hear it, seeing Black's expectant eyes and curiosity, Zhuang still took the earphones and put them on.
"From the waves that have crossed five thousand miles."
"It's still a city wall that needs to be rebuilt."
" The yellow after all the history has faded."
"Gather into the setting sun and dye my body!"
In the earpiece.
First, there was the melodious sound of a flute. Then, the guzheng and pipa gradually entered. Finally, the magnificent human voice also blended in.
Instantly.
Strong was attracted by music!
It was as if he had just crossed the Yangtze River and Yellow River. He stood on the top of the Great Wall, holding a spear in his hand and looking at the red sunset in the distance!
"From the sweat of five thousand years."
"It's still the legendary Great Tang."
"All the prostitutes in Jianghu."
"Just wait for me to give him a name!"
Zhang Hao's voice was unparalleled, and Zhuang gradually became addicted to it.
East!
That was a place he yearned for!
From the song, Zhuang experienced five thousand years of Chinese culture, and a historical picture appeared in front of his eyes!
Along the River During the Qingming Festival, Emperor Dun Flying in the Sky, Forbidden City, and so on!
It seemed.
A peerless expert who knew Chinese Kungfu appeared in front of him. He was dressed in white, and as he exerted force between his arms and palms, the force fluctuated faintly in the air!
His heart was burning!
Huaxia was the place he yearned for!
Kungfu!
History!
Culture!
And the story that happened!
"Asians, come to the ground! Stick out your new chest!"
"Asians, walk on the road! The world knows that I'm different!"
As the music continued.
The blood in Zhuang's body was boiling hot!
With his current speaking ability, he was still unable to communicate fluently with Chinese people. However, after hearing this, Zhuang Zhuang was determined to learn Chinese well!
He wanted to come to China during the summer vacation and experience the culture of China!
...
However, what he did not know was…
Black, who was wearing the right earpiece, was already in tears!
In America.
Black skin was often treated differently. Of course, yellow skin could not be avoided. However, in the face of such discrimination, the Chinese would unite and fight against it!
As for Little Black himself!
They often fought alone!
In the lyrics.
Great Tang!
Yellow in the pugilistic world!
He puffed out his chest!
The world knows that I'm different!
The Chinese people used songs to promote themselves!
They…
He was proud of his yellow skin!
Blackie had seen too many examples around him. Although he could not personally experience it, the unity of the Chinese people moved him!
"The more turbulent it is, the braver it is! The world has changed, and I have to go through it!"
"He's so magnanimous! In all directions! After five thousand years, it's finally my turn!"
When he heard this!
Little Black slammed his hands on the table!
Bang!
The desk made a loud noise!
In the next second, all the students looked at him in confusion!
Professor Li, who was lecturing, was also very confused. He walked up to Zhuang and pointed at Blackie, who was sobbing." Zhuang, Blackie, he…?"”
Zhuang's blood was boiling, and his muscles were throbbing.
To be honest.
Seeing the sobbing Little Black, he was also confused!
After thinking for a moment.
" Teacher," Zhuang said suspiciously," Blackie just found a good piece of Chinese music. We listened to it together. How did he become like this?"
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