I'm an almighty star

Chapter 619 In those three years, the unforgettable biological mother
"Mo Bai?"

"Old Li, you said these poems were written by Mo Bai?"

"How is it possible, how could this kid write such a good poem?"

All the elders in the teahouse didn't believe it.

Even they knew before that this guy named Mo Bai did have some talent.

But this talent, in their eyes, is just a small talent, not a big talent.

The real great talents are like those ancestors more than 100 years ago, who wrote poems that boldly awakened the world with blood.

Just like Mr. Cai, who is No.1 in education.

Mr. Cai, as the No.1 education in Huaguo, is also a pioneer in saving the nation from the war of resistance.

Like the ones I just heard.

However, at this time, it was said that these poems were written by Mo Bai, and the elders thought it was a joke.

"Yeah, I don't think it's possible either."

Li Debing smiled wryly again, put away the notebook, and said, "Actually, what I'm talking about is only three of them, and there are three remaining, which I haven't excerpted yet."

"Ah, there are three more?"

"Yes."

"where?"

"It's on Mo Bai's Weibo."

"Boss, do you have computers here? Let's go online."

"Have."

Dozens of elderly people stopped drinking tea and gathered in front of the computer one after another.

Open the website and enter Mo Bai's Weibo.

"It turns out that this kid really wrote it."

"One, two, three, four, five, six... indeed, six."

"Let me see the remaining 3 songs."

Looking at it, dozens of old men no longer knew what to say.

6 poems, each representing a place.

Every place represents that the motherland has been bullied.

Every insult pierced deeply in the hearts of dozens of old people, causing incomparable pain.

But Mo Bai transformed this anger into such an artistic poem.

genius.

No.

It's not just genius.

This is simply a master.

Such a level, even if compared with Mr. Cai, is not an exaggeration.

"There seems to be another song."

Constantly feeling, everyone kept flipping through Mo Bai's Weibo.

When it was discovered that there were not only 6 poems in this poem, but 7 poems, everyone came together again.

"There's one more song."

"Yes, according to what Mo Bai said, these poems are a series called "Song of the Seven Sons". The seven sons, that is, the seven sons of the motherland, are also the place where they were separated more than 100 years ago. Since they are the seven sons, There were six before, so there is one more. However, Mo Bai didn’t write the last one.”

"Then us?"

When you get here, everyone, you look at me, and I look at you.

On the front foot, more than 100 people were united to attack Mo Bai, but the poem written by Mo Bai was shocked on the back foot.

Can this still go on?
Facing a figure like a master, all the elders felt a little embarrassed.

How is this bullying the small by the big?

This is self-defeating and playing tricks in front of the master.

……

"Director Qu, Director Qu."

Feeling extremely excited, Director Zheng came to Director Qu's office with Mo Bai's last poem.

"What's the matter, Director Zheng?"

"Song of the Seven Sons, what Mo Bai wrote is the Song of the Seven Sons."

"What did you say the song of the seven sons?"

Director Qu was a little puzzled, but after a while, he suddenly realized: "You mean the poem written by Mo Bai is called Song of Seven Sons?"

"Yes, it's the song of the seven sons."

"That's not right, there should be seven songs of the seven sons, why Mo Bai only wrote six."

"That's not it."

Holding the last song written by Mo Bai just now, Director Zheng handed it over.

【Do you know Ma Hong is not my real name...】

After reading this poem, Director Qu trembled with excitement: "Director Zheng, where is Mr. Mo Bai now?"

"At Hope Primary School."

"Hope Primary School?"

"Yes, Mr. Mo Bai said, he will accompany the last poem with a tune."

"Oh my god... quick, quick, take me there, take me to have a look."

……

Hope Primary School.

"Come on, come on, one last time."

"Everyone follow my command."

"You know..."

Mo Bai served as the conductor, guiding the students of Class 3, Grade 2, Hope Primary School to sing the song of the Seven Sons together.

[I have been away from your baby for too long, mother!

But it was my flesh they took captive,

You still keep my inner soul. 】

Poems are like songs.

There are many music creators, and they will set some excellent poems to music.

Just like Mr. Cai wrote "Aged in the Year".

It's just a pity that not every poem is accompanied by a tune, and he sounds good.

Not every poem is also sung, so he can be widely sung.

Not every poem is accompanied by a tune, and he is suitable for the style of these poems.

However, Song of the Seven Sons is an exception.

At this time, most of the teachers in Hope Primary School were excitedly standing on the sidelines and listening.

Listening to this classic chorus sung by the students, all the teachers burst into tears.

More teachers looked at Mo Bai excitedly.

Mr. Mo Bai.

Yes.

Even if it was them, looking at Mo Bai at this moment, they called out the word "Sir" in their hearts.

"OK, good."

"Alright, I've recorded everyone's chorus."

"Students, you have worked hard. I hope you can also remember this period of history. Now, everyone is disbanded."

Everything was done, but at this moment, a group of teachers came forward one after another.

"Mr. Mo Bai, you are really amazing."

"It's the best song I've ever heard."

"The song is good, the lyrics are better."

Many young teachers embraced Mo Bai excitedly.

Especially the young female teacher, when she saw Mo Bai at this time, countless stars radiated from her eyes.

Of course, it's not just them.

At this time, Director Qu and Director Zheng also rushed to Hope Primary School.

After they finished listening to the "Song of the Seven Sons" chorus, Director Qu walked forward excitedly.

"Mr. Mo Bai, I salute you on behalf of the majority of children."

"Thank you, thank you for your contribution to the children of Huaguo."

"Director Zheng, let me know immediately and make "Song of the Seven Sons" a recommended song for all schools in China."

"Yes."

……

Song of the Seven Sons.

No matter when it is born, it will be moving.

It was true 100 years ago, and it is true now.

Of course, in fact, there is no need for an official recommendation, the Song of the Seven Sons has such power in itself.

Especially when Mo Bai uploaded the "Song of the Seven Sons" sung by 60 students from Hope Primary School to the Internet, the entire Huaguo completely exploded.

"Seven sons, actually wrote seven poems."

"I didn't expect that the last song was accompanied by a song, genius."

"This song is the best song I've ever heard, and of course, the most touching song."

"Do you know Ma Hong is not my real name... I really like it, I never get tired of hearing it."

"Especially the climax part, [the biological mother who has never forgotten for 300 years]...It starts here, so grand."

"Please call my son's baby name, and call me Macau...I cried, really."

"A hundred years of turmoil, Mr. Mo Bai, please rest assured that we will never forget this period of history."

"Before, I thought that Mr. Mo Bai only used poems to meet the challenge of more than 100 people. Although it was considered good, but after all, it was a little bit reluctant. I still thought in my heart that maybe they would not be convinced. After all, what he challenged was children's songs. What is it to compete with poems? No matter how well these poems are written, they will be speechless and dissatisfied in their hearts. Unexpectedly, when Mr. Mo Bai gave the last poem score of "Song of the Seven Sons" After the song was released. Looking at it now, the collaboration of more than 100 people is like a joke."

Listen to the song.

Read the lyrics.

Sing along with a group of primary school students in the video.

The song of the seven sons has already become a classic in people's hearts at this moment.

And Mo Bai, who used to be a little weird, a little funny, a little crazy... suddenly became taller at this moment.

Just like that sentence Mr. Mo Bai.

The previous Mr. was just a casual address.

But the current gentleman has truly become a "Mr."

　Add a new chapter without asking for votes or rewards.May all of us remember history.A moment of silence for those who died more than 80 years ago.

　　The troubled times were like hemp that year, and I hope you will have splendid years in the next life. 1937-2017.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)