"Yes, this is the soldier of the Huaxia later generations!"

"They guard the border of Huaxia."

"Where there is no boundary monument, their figure is the boundary monument!"

Jiang Yizheng's powerful voice sounded.

In the palace of the platform!

The sounds of singing that rang through the sky!

"You don't need to know me!"

"Don't need you know me!"

"I blend youth into the mountains and rivers of the motherland!"

The sound of strong songs, through this picture across time and space, passed into the Emperor's ear, and sounded through the entire platform palace!

When Xun Zheng heard this sound, he looked solemn and solemn, staring at the picture!

The scene shows soldiers eating in the snow and roasting snow when there is not enough water. Their hands are frozen and cracked, holding a box of self-heating hot pot, singing, and eating with relish, and looking around from time to time

Gaze, like the wolf guarding your own territory.

"They just eat this food?"

Although I was curious why the thing was heated by itself, Xunzheng still noticed the weight for the first time.

"Yes, that is the amount of ordinary people who still eat, but they often eat like this, but they often eat it like this."

"In the eyes of my younger generation, every soldier guarding China is also a group that is often covered in clothes and cannot eat. They endure unbearable pain that ordinary people can do extraordinary things and deserve the respect of their younger generations!"

Shihuang Zhengzheng dragged the wine glass and admired: "Yes, they are all my Huaxia's good!"

"I have those who have poverty alleviation for the future generations of Huaxia and the pride of defending Huaxia soldiers !!!"

"People from later generations are worthy of being descendants of the Qin Dynasty!!!"

In the live broadcast room, more than 180 million viewers saw this scene.

Hearing the praise of the Emperor, they all raised their chests subconsciously, full of pride!

"At first, we are also proud of being descendants of the Great Qin!"

"Haha, we are the excellent generation of the first emperor's certification!"

"This is called a show. There is no contemporary. Instead, take us to see where I usually haven't seen it!"

"Seeing those soldiers with cracked faces, what's going on with my eyes suddenly wet?"

"How many years are quiet, but someone takes us to go forward!"

"Jiang Shen's falling point is really endless!"

"Those sunspots just now, come out and be beaten!"

"Sorry, just now, I turned the fan!"

"Because my roommate indulged in my ignorance, I decisively slapped him!"

The popularity of the live broadcast room is rising, and the number of people online is increasing. Many of them are originally coming for the sake of the Banjiang Yi, but at this moment they are impressed by his personal charm and unique position, and they are attracted by the attention of the collection of China.

In the Guotai Building, Mr. Qin Hanming's hands trembled slightly and murmured: "Good show, this is a good show!"

"Not only is the recurrence of the Jue Cup and the Jue Cup in the Qin Shi Museum, even the foothold of the question of the emperor's question is unexpected. Such a program is meaningful."

Father Qin Hanming came from the war years. He knew the suffering of later generations, and it was better to understand the difficulties of soldiers. The revival was not easy.

When he saw that these young people were working hard for the rejuvenation of China, or poverty alleviation, or guarding the border, the wrinkled eyes fell into tears, and the tears were gratifying.

Qin Jingjing took out the paper towel and handed it to Qin Hanming: "Grandpa ----"

Shen Wanrong and Chen Dao were relieved. This kid, it would come, it would be possible, scaring them!

At this time, all parts of Huaxia.

Many veteran soldiers felt very deep when they heard Jiang Yi's words, remembering the days when they had been engaged in the army.

Now, few people can notice that in the peaceful country of Huaxia, a group of soldiers are escorting them. Jiang Yi let them understand that even if they are not known to the public, there will always be young people in future generations. Keep in mind.

Their dedication.

Looking at the soldiers in the live broadcast room, these retired veterans seemed to be pulling them, and stood up at the same time and sang with the soldiers in the picture.

"Mountain knows me! Jianghe knows me!"

"The motherland will not forget! Don't forget me!"

At 8:30 in the morning, the sun just came out, and countless communities and corners sounded a powerful military song!

"I love Huaxia!"

"There is no regret in this life to enter Huaxia, and I still be Chinese in the afterlife !!!"

"The soldiers and those who dedicated silently at the grassroots level are the cutest people!"

More and more people have begun to really notice that these two groups that are not familiar with the public.

"Hey! Mom, don't lose those old clothes!"

A cute girl who was about ten years old and wearing a ponytail in the living room, watching the live broadcast with her mother's mobile phone, said anxiously as she looked at her mother who was tidying up her old clothes.

"You can't wear these clothes, it's useless to keep it."

The little girl's mother laughed back.

"I can't wear it, but there are many dilapidated sisters and sisters in poor areas to wear!"

The little girl took her mobile phone and hurried to her mother: "Mom, will my old clothes go to the donation box in the community in the future?"

The girl's mother looked at her daughter in surprise, touched her head, and laughed: "Why is Xiaoxin so sensible today?"

The girl named Xiaoxin, Liu Mei, exhibited, refers to Jiang Yi on the screen of the mobile phone.

"It was Jiang Yi, when I talked with the Emperor Shi Emperor!"

"Xiao Xin didn't know that there were so many sisters in the poor mountainous areas who didn't have good clothes to wear. My clothes were just small, so it would be great if I could wear them."

The girl's mother was slightly stunned, and then smiled with relief: "Okay, mom listen to Xiaoxin. From now on, we will stuff Xiaoxin, mom and dad's old clothes into the donation box, okay?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Then wait for you to finish it, your mother will take you together."

"Okay, thank you mom!"

Xiaoxin quickly returned to the sofa, habitually touched his chin with his index finger, and continued to look at the collection of Huaxia.

Similar scenes, at this time, appearing around Huaxia at this time ...

In the picture!

Jiang Yi continued: "The junior is now, answer the third question!"

"The emperor asked me if the Huaxia was prosperous in the future, but there were foreign people dare to bully me Hua Xia Erlang?"

"The younger answers to the former are: strong! But not strong enough!"

"The junior's answer to the latter is that since the generation of Huaxia, there are no foreign people who dare to bully my Chinese children !!!"

"Because of today's Huaxia, there is only one attitude to the outside world!"

"What attitude?!"

The emperor asked.
Chapter completed!