Entertainment: After sleeping for 12 years, he is still a god when he wakes up!

Just when the momentum was still very high, a security guard ran in hastily.

Xiaohui and Qiao Gang were all taken aback by this guy.

"What's the matter, what's the matter! What do you look like in a panic!" Qiao Gang said with a straight face.

This stupid crow's mouth, the momentum of the party is so good, you actually said something bad to me as soon as you ran in!

The security personnel took a deep breath, and then said to Qiao Gang: "Joe, Director Qiao...someone fainted!"

As soon as Qiao heard this, his face changed suddenly.

"Have fainted? What's going on? People!"

Everyone was also taken aback at this time, this is not a trivial matter.

"My God, how could someone faint?"

"Yeah, nothing like this has ever happened before..."

Generally speaking, people with poor health would not come to this kind of party.

Qiao Gang's complexion was very bad, and he couldn't stand such intimidation even when he was old.

Tonight's gala can be regarded as the most successful one since he has been the gala director for so many years.

If someone fainted at such a time, it would be troublesome to spread the word.

"Director Qiao, don't worry, there should be nothing serious." Xiaohui walked to Qiao Gang's side and said.

Not long after, I saw two security personnel running in carrying a man, followed by a girl.

"A Tao, A Tao! Wake up! Don't scare me!"

The girl looked very anxious, shouting loudly beside the unconscious man.

"Where's the doctor? Has the doctor called?" Qiao Gang asked loudly.

"Director Qiao, don't worry, let me take a look..." At this moment, classmate Xiaohui reached out to stop Qiao Gang.

doctor?He is too!

"Let's put the person down first..." Xiaohui said to the two security personnel.

Although Qiao Gang didn't know what Xiaohui wanted to do, he still nodded.

Not long after, the man was placed on a table.

Xiaohui looked at this comatose man, and was really speechless.

This man looks as strong as a cow, and his physical fitness is not bad.

He even fainted!
Girlfriend is fine!

"How did he faint?" Classmate Xiaohui glanced at the woman and asked.

When the woman was asked by classmate Xiaohui, she was so excited that she couldn't speak for a moment.

After a long time, I finally came back to my senses: "Yes... I fainted after listening to Xiao Hui Da Da's "Serving the Country with the Loyalty"!"

Nani?

Xiaohui was stunned, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Depend on!A big man, he fainted after listening to a song?

What's the situation?

He grabbed the man's wrist with one hand and closed his eyes.

Qiao Gang on the side looked at the others, and they were all a little curious. This method... is it to feel the pulse?
Xiaohui is young, so he still understands this?
Not long after, Xiaohui's eyes opened.

He didn't speak, but slowly opened the man's eyes and took a look.

Finally said: "It's really nothing, I'm just too excited and dizzy!"

He thought there was something wrong with this man, but it turned out that there was nothing wrong with him!

Yes, I passed out just listening to his song, nothing wrong!

"Ah Tao...has always respected the soldiers very much, and especially likes Xiaohui's song "Serving the Country With Loyalty" by you, that's why I saw the live version. I'm so excited..." The woman felt a little overwhelmed when she said this. Stuttering, what a shame!
Classmate Xiaohui smiled, and then massaged the man's back twice.

Then pinch his neck again.

"Cough...cough..."

At this moment, the man named A Tao woke up!
Qiao Gang watched from the side, dumbfounded...

Mao Tongtong and the others were also dumbfounded at this time, woke up?Actually woke up?
"This is me, where is it?" A Tao wiped his eyes and said.

"You finally woke up! A Tao, you scared me to death just now!" The woman cried loudly and threw herself into his arms.

Classmate Xiaohui looked at the big man and shook his head speechlessly: "It's okay, please pay attention to controlling your emotions in the future..."

"Daddy Xiaohui? You are Daddy Xiaohui!"

Classmate Xiaohui finally checked A Tao's pulse, and finally felt relieved after confirming that the big man was really all right.

If someone hears something wrong with his song, then it's a sin...

In the end, A Tao and his girlfriend went to classmate Xiaohui to take the autograph and took two more photos before going back to his place.

"Oh! It's good to be able to pass out... I hope to do it again next time!"

When leaving, Xiaohui heard A Tao's words and expressed his speechlessness...

At this time, Qiao Gang and the others looked at Xiaohui, and they were shocked.

"Student Xiaohui, do you... know medical skills?" Qiao Gang looked at Xiaohui and asked.

Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Um, I know a little bit..."

Qiao Gang and the others listened to what Xiaohui said, and really didn't know what to say.

The more they looked at Xiaohui, the more they felt they couldn't see through.

A little bit of this, a little bit of that, really just a little bit?
They just kept these thoughts in their hearts and didn't say them out.

And even though someone is unconscious, it will not affect the performance on the stage in the slightest.

No one in the audience knew what was going on.

The stage performance is still going on.

Xiaohui also took a special look at it.

It can be said that the performance of Suicheng TV Station is quite special compared to other TV stations.

Other TVs mainly speak Mandarin, but most of the TV stations in Suicheng are in the local language.

That's the character of the place.

Some people who came to see Xiaohui's performance said they didn't understand.

And some people watched it with gusto.

Online, the same is true.

"Damn, I kind of understand why Suicheng TV's programs aren't very popular anymore. Why do they like to speak the local language? I can't understand it!"

"I don't understand +1, it's too esoteric..."

"Actually, I just went for classmate Xiaohui, forget it...I'll come again after classmate Xiaohui's show starts!"

At this time, quite a few people have already switched to other channels, wanting to watch other programs.

Time passed slowly. Although some people couldn't understand the performances of these shows, they could still understand them when they sang.

Xiaohui's songs have been sung many times on this stage.

Since it was the founding party, students Xiaohui's "Green Flowers in the Army" and "We Served as Soldiers" were all sung.

The result also aroused the applause of many people on the stage.

Qiao Gang came to Xiaohui's side and said with a smile, "Everyone likes your songs very much."

"Hey... as long as you like it, as long as you like it..."

Xiaohui felt a little guilty when he heard it. Of course, it's good to know this secret. It would be embarrassing to tell it out!
As time goes by, one program after another slowly passes.

Soon, the party slowly came to an end.

On the Internet, there are more and more discussions about the party.

"At the beginning, I suggest watching the Guangzhou Gala. Xiaohui's "Serving the Country with Loyalty" can blow you away! But in the middle, if you can understand the local language, you can continue to watch it. If you don't understand it, watch CCTV. After all, although CCTV does not have Such a good beginning, but his quality is still strong enough, and there are many stars! As for the ending...you can do whatever you want!"

"It's the truth upstairs! I also want to watch the Suicheng Gala, but... I really can't understand the language there!"

"In the end, I'd better watch Xiaohui's. Xiaohui's is guaranteed, it must be a high-quality product! CCTV's is afraid to say, I don't want to be disgusted..."

"Let's watch CCTV, I think CCTV is so confident, what if it witnesses the birth of a divine comedy?"

"Haha! I have two computers, you guys are stupid!"

Regarding the end of the party, whether it is better to watch CCTV or Suicheng, everyone began to struggle again.

And no matter how entangled, what should come still has to come.

Auditorium of Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts...

"Teacher Zhang, turn around, it's time for Xiaohui to make an appearance."

"kindness!"

As Xiaohui's song spread throughout the gymnasium.

Many people stood up one after another, the light sticks in their hands swaying wildly.

The LED sign bearing Xiaohui's name was held up high.

Tears welled up in everyone's eyes.

"Student Xiaohui! Classmate Xiaohui!"

"Daddy Xiaohui, I love you!"

Filled with passion, Xiaohui on the stage seems to have become a god in many people's minds.

"It's as if he was born for the stage!" Qiao Gang took two steps forward, his face full of emotion.

The other performers also nodded deeply at this time.

In front of the TV or in front of the computer, many people who watched this scene were shocked.

At this time, New York, Chinatown in country M...

At this time, many Chinese are paying attention to every bit of what is happening in China through the Internet.

It is impossible for them to forget the founding of the country.

At this moment, the Chinese are all guarding in front of their computers at home, watching the grand ceremony being held in their homeland.

"Dad, let's watch the Suicheng TV station!"

"Why? Shouldn't you be watching CCTV?"

"But Suicheng TV Station has a classmate Xiaohui that I like!"

In a small restaurant, a little boy pulled his father and said.

"If the child likes it, let him do it." At this time, the child's mother came out and said.

Soon, my father transferred the program to Suicheng Satellite TV.

At this time, the evening party of Suicheng TV Station happened to be Xiaohui's classmate.

"Great, caught up!" The little boy jumped happily.

At this time, the little boy's parents also saw Xiaohui on the stage.

"This is student Xiaohui? It's amazing that this kid can stand on such a stage at such a young age..."

They couldn't help sighing, and wanted to know what kind of abilities Xiaohui had.

Then, they heard Xiaohui's song "Descendants of the Dragon".

"There is a river in the far east~ Its name is the Yangtze River~"

"There is a river in the far east~ its name is the Yellow River~"

When hearing this place, the little boy's parents were slightly shocked.

There seemed to be something in their minds.

At this moment, the little boy pulled his father's clothes and asked, "Dad, where is the far east? Where is the Yangtze River and the Yellow River?"

"Good boy, there is our hometown..." the child's mother held his hand and said with a smile.

The expression on the boy's face was also very excited at this moment. Looking at the sky, he imagined the Yangtze River and the Yellow River in the singing of classmate Xiaohui. Afterwards, some guests who were eating in the restaurant couldn't help but stop their chopsticks...

"Who sang this song? I don't think I've ever heard it before!"

"Stupid, you have been away from Zhonghua for many years, this song was sung by Xiaohui, a new young talent in Zhonghua, the one who sang "Serving the Country with Loyalty"!"

"Damn it! It's him! I really like his songs!"

Some Chinese people quieted down one after another, listening to Xiaohui's song.

"Boss, louder!" At this moment, a diner shouted.

The sound gradually became louder, and the bowls and chopsticks on the table vibrated a little.

However, these diners didn't seem to feel it at all.

Their thoughts have already been integrated into the singing.

"There is a group of people in the ancient East~ They are all descendants of the dragon!~"

When hearing this, many Chinese people's hearts fluctuate greatly.

At this time, it is still around nine o'clock in the morning abroad, and the sun is rising.

They couldn't help but look at the sun in the sky. The word "Zhonghua" has been hard to let go of in their hearts for a long time...

Descendants of the Dragon!

These four words were sung very emphatically by classmate Xiaohui. Many Chinese listened to them, and they echoed in their minds for a long time.

"Forever... are the descendants of the dragon, we... will always be Chinese..." said a very old man who was holding a bowl and chopsticks, his eyes were a little red.

It has been a long, long time since he left his homeland and came to country M.

This song once again excavated his memory of his hometown.

He looked at the east and murmured to himself: "I... Even if I die, I still hope that my soul can return to my homeland."

Many Chinese were also affected by this song at this time and shed tears.

If there is anyone who has the deepest feeling for this song, it must be them who are far away in a foreign country.

The Yangtze River and the Yellow River, every sentence expresses their feelings for their hometown.

The song "Descendants of the Dragon" spread throughout Chinatown.

In the shopping malls opened by Chinese, on the big screen, there is a scene of Xiaohui holding a microphone and singing loudly.

Many people stopped and listened to the song quietly.

"Mom, where is the ancient east? Are there really dragons there? I really want to see it. Can you take me there?"

An innocent little girl, pulling her mother's sleeve, her immature voice is full of longing.

His mother was crying at this time, and nodded: "Well, this year's Spring Festival, let's go back! The ancient East, where the sun rises, is our hometown..."

"Then are we the babies of the dragon?"

"Yes! We Chinese are all descendants of the dragon, no matter where we go!" At this moment, the little girl's father also came over.

"Alan, let's go back to China, let's see, our parents are still waiting for us to go back!" He looked at his wife and said slowly.

"kindness!"

Many Chinese are looking at the east, and they have endless yearning for China in their hearts.

The name Xiaohui and his resolute face were imprinted into their hearts along with the song "Descendants of the Dragon".

"This singer is called Xiaohui, isn't he... It's amazing that Zhonghua has such a talent!"

"For 40 years, I haven't liked any celebrity, and now I look at him, and I feel a sense of admiration..." A successful man in a suit wiped his tears and said.

"Is there any more? I want to hear him sing this song again!" At this time, some Chinese suddenly said.

Is there any more?This question arises in many people's mind.

A song evoked their memories of China and made them reluctant to end it.

At this time, Zhonghua, Suicheng Gymnasium.

The atmosphere in the gymnasium is already at an all-time high.

The words "Descendants of the Dragon" touch everyone's heart.

Xiaohui's name resounded throughout the gymnasium.

Many people felt a little emotional: "Student Xiaohui, you really are a genius!"

"This song "Descendants of the Dragon" will surely become an eternal classic in the Chinese music scene along with "Serving the Country with Loyalty"!"

In front of the TV, an old professor from the Kyoto Conservatory of Music wiped away his tears and sighed.

It's a pity that such a talented person is not in their music school!

Later, when those two songs appeared in the textbooks of the Conservatory of Music, the authors mentioned were from the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts.

I am afraid that the Kyoto Conservatory of Music will be questioned by countless people!
"That's all! Let future generations face what happened a hundred years later!" The old professor sighed.

Regret, what's the use?
"Student Xiaohui! Classmate Xiaohui!"

"Xiaohui is big! Xiaohui is big!"

In the gymnasium, Xiaohui's name still bears an echo.

At this time, Xiaohui's hand pressed slightly.

This has become Xiaohui's signature action. As long as he presses down, everyone will be very conscious of not speaking.

"Tonight, thank you all for coming to the founding party of our Suicheng TV station. I hope that no matter where you go, you will not forget that we are all Chinese, and our roots are in China!" Xiaohui held a microphone in his hand, Said loudly.

"Never forget!" Many people shouted loudly.

Xiaohui smiled slightly and nodded: "Hehe, that's good. Now, the party has passed for two hours, and it's almost over. I don't know if everyone is satisfied with tonight's party!"

"satisfy!"

"Amazing! I'll never forget this evening!"

"Is it going to end so soon? I can't bear it..."

"Yeah, I can't bear it either! Xiaohui, let's do another one!"

Someone drives the rhythm, and naturally someone shouts along.

"One more song! One more song!"

Not only the people here in the gymnasium, but even the Chinese in Chinatowns of various countries clenched their fists and shouted involuntarily: "One more song!"

Some foreigners who passed by looked at it with a confused face.

"God, what are they doing?"

"It seems like only God knows..."