At this time, Chen Han, dressed in military uniform, walked out from among the soldiers.

Lao Chen used to be a soldier. After so many years, when he returned to the army, the instincts he had trained back then immediately returned to him.

He walks upright and looks particularly handsome in military uniform.

The subtitles on the screen read a few big words, "Saving my little home for everyone!"

Then comes the song title, "Speak from the Heart"!

This is a military song.

To be honest, military songs don’t really have a large audience, but at this kind of party, they are the best songs to stir people’s inner nerves.

Chen Han spoke.

"To tell you the truth, I miss home too"

"The old mother at home has a head full of white hair"

"To be honest, I also have love"

"I often miss her in that dream...her in the dream..."

The music is majestic, but the singing is extremely soulful.

Chen Han stood upright, the song sounded, and the soldiers below followed him and whispered in response.

Just at the beginning, many soldiers had red eyes.

On the background screen, the fireworks and the faces of the soldiers overlapped, and all the viewers felt a tremor in their hearts.

It is precisely because of these lovely people that the world has such dazzling fireworks.

The audience couldn't help but applaud.

Everyone wants to be squeezed by a hand, squeezing the deepest emotions in their hearts.

"Come on, come on, since you are here to be a soldier"

"Come, come, come, you will realize that you have great responsibility"

"If you don't carry a gun, I won't carry a gun"

"Whoever protects our mother will protect her"

"Who will protect her..."

As Chen Han's camera turned, the music became softer and turned into faces.

A middle-aged woman with a kind face appeared on the big screen, "I miss my son too..."

After saying just one sentence, tears started to flow.

"But, he is busy!"

The middle-aged woman didn't know what to say, but she was choked up.

Then there was an ordinary woman holding a child, "Hubby, come on, I'm fine at home, don't think about... home!"

I was talking with a smile, but when the word "home" came out at the end, tears instantly flowed out.

The daughter obediently wiped the tears from her face.

"Our daughter is in the first grade, and this time she passed the third grade exam..."

The woman pursed her lips and unfolded the certificate her daughter had received.

The scene became quiet, and many people looked at the big screen and couldn't help but have red circles in their eyes.

Even many female audience members covered their mouths and began to cry.

The scene changed and it turned into a seven or eight-year-old girl.

A woman's voice came from the video, "Why are you fighting? Did I tell you that you are not allowed to fight?"

The little girl nodded desperately with tears in her eyes.

"Then why are you still fighting with your classmates?"

The little girl cried "Wow" and sobbed: "They... they... said I have no father!"

The woman seemed to be frozen for a moment, and after two seconds she said: "They said it was their fault, and it was your fault you hit them. In the future, they said you can't hit them either, you know?"

The girl nodded desperately.

In the camera, the woman holds the girl in her arms.

Mother and daughter shed tears together.

As you can see, there is a black and white photo behind the two people, in which the man is smiling...

At this time, countless viewers watching TV shed tears.

"I'm so crying!"

"I cried too!"

"Me too..."

Audiences who watched the party through live broadcast all expressed their feelings in the live broadcast room

"It's really not easy!"

"Yes, they deserve our respect!"

"Leave a small home for everyone..."

No one made a joke or made fun of me. Even if I said a wisecrack, I felt it was disrespectful to these soldiers.

The atmosphere in the entire live broadcast room became full of emotion.

At this time, Jiang Yu, who was backstage, had red eyes and tried his best to hold back the tears.

The assistant director came over, rubbed the circles under his eyes, glanced at An Ran who was sitting in the main control seat and whispered: "Director Jiang, the ratings have exceeded 5!"

Jiang Yu nodded, "I understand. I will inform Mr. An later. You go and tell Director Liu the news!"

"Okay!"

The assistant director wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and left.

Liu Baoxuan was sitting in the office when a knock on the door suddenly rang.

"Come in!"

The assistant director opened the door and came in, "Director Liu, the ratings have exceeded 5!"

Liu Baoxuan picked up the teacup, a puff of steam rose up, and his face was covered in the mist.

"I know, there is no need to report the ratings. I never worry about the ratings for the evening parties directed by Teacher An!"

"Okay!" The assistant director pulled them out.

After the assistant director left, Liu Baoxuan put down his tea cup and burst into tears.

I cried while watching the TV, "It's so touching..."

Liu Baoxuan was also a soldier in his early years. When he sang this song, he felt the same way.

I couldn't help but secretly scold An Ran for what a piece of shit he was when he wrote a military song, and the angle of approach was so different.

This song does not have the uplifting feeling of other military songs. Instead, it takes a different approach, starting from the simplest and most touching place.

Write a military song.

The whole article revolves around two words, "homesickness"!

Starting from the simplest and most unpretentious wish, I wrote this song.

As soon as Liu Baoxuan heard this, he remembered his days as a soldier. What was his biggest thought?

That’s “homesickness”!

But no matter how homesick you are, you still have to get up and put on this military uniform, and you have to shoulder your responsibilities properly.

Therefore, I can only swallow the pain and grievances alone.

After so many years in the military, when the song An Ran came out, it immediately took him back to those days.

The assistant director came over just now. He was afraid that he would lose control and cry in front of others, so he sent the assistant director away.

First of all, he really wasn't worried about the lack of ratings for Director An Ran's party.

Secondly, he was afraid that others would see his red eyes.

As a result, as soon as the assistant director left, he burst into tears.

This is a song truly written for soldiers. The mood of the soundtrack is broad-minded and bold, but the rhythm of the lyrics is full of narrative and confession, and it is gentle and contains passion.

At the same time, this song has the characteristics of a Western major scale and the tone of a folk song, combining both aesthetics.

It not only has the aesthetic consciousness and characteristics of the times of modern songs, but also has a strong national style.

What a genius...

Liu Baoxuan picked up the toilet paper on the table and wiped his tears.

Then put it in front of your nose...

At this time, audiences across the country were already going crazy.

The program teams of other TV stations suddenly found that the ratings began to plummet, and they were all surprised.

Whether it's a party, an entertainment program, or a TV series, the ratings have all shown a strange cliff-like decline.

"What's going on?"

"Do you still have to ask? Xiazhou TV's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala!"

"A Mid-Autumn Festival gala? Can it cause such a large-scale drop in ratings? Are you kidding me?"
Chapter completed!