Regarding Hu Xiaofan’s seizure of command power, Huang Zhong can rectify it, and it was definitely not arranged by himself.

As for whether it was arranged by her daughter Huang Dingding, it's hard to say.

When Commander Yang cast his questioning eyes at Huang Zhong, he still nodded firmly.

Because he knows that this special child needs this stage so much.

For other children, there are thousands of possibilities for growth.

For Hu Yizhou, this baton is the entire sustenance of life.

At this moment, the most nervous person is Lao Hu hiding in the background.

He grasped the curtain tightly with both hands, and his eyes were fixed on his son on the stage.

"Let him come!"

I don’t know who shouted in the audience.

"Let him come, let him come!"

Then there was the sound of hundreds and thousands of people.

Commander Yang smiled and nodded to Hu Yizhou, and then retreated behind the scenes.

Hu Yizhou bowed again, and the mysterious smile disappeared from his face, replaced by incomparable solemnity and unparalleled devotion.

I saw the baton in his hand tap lightly, his gestures crisp and clear.

The movements are stretched and slightly exaggerated, but not artificial, as if they are natural.

Is he a genius? Or a fool?

One of the musicians in the orchestra was also stunned, so much so that he slowed down for half a beat, and then met Hu Yizhou's gaze.

At this moment, this special child, whatever else is special, he is the leader of the orchestra.

Wow, the audience in the audience gave enthusiastic applause. They witnessed another miracle today.

This made Huang Dingding a little depressed: We haven’t even sung yet, why are we applauding?

Fortunately, Huang Dingding followed his father and experienced big storms, so he still started to speak accurately:

"Ah..."

I think of my mother’s words every night, and Lu Binghua sheds tears,

The stars in the sky don't speak, but the baby on the ground misses her mother.

The eyes in the sky blink and blink, my mother’s heart is Lu Binghua.

The tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, and my mother’s heart is at the end of the world...

The immature children's voices, except for Huang Dingding's singing, are relatively standard, and the other children are all out of tune.

But just such a voice penetrated into the hearts of every listener present.

Transformed into the most beautiful melody and the most soulful music in the world.

What touches people's hearts is not the music itself, but the emotions contained in the music.

Zhen Ni in the Luo Zhen group also had crystal tears in her eyes, and her heart seemed to be floating to the end of the world.

She was also a very affectionate woman. She got married in 1976, but her husband died in a car accident in 1983. From then on, Zhen Ni never married.

How could such a sincere person not be moved by such maternal love?

At this moment, a strong desire surged in her heart: she must have a child!

On the stage, Su Hong's affectionate voice sounded:

Sparkling tears

I know the stars can sing in the middle of the night,

Homesick night,

She just sang along with me...

Su Hong's singing voice is as pure as the night sky, turning over and over again, and like the twinkling stars, which fits this song very well.

The children in front of her, led by Huang Dingding, swayed gently.

Behind them, Hu Yizhou's baton also turned into a beating elf.

"This is real music, shocking music!"

Under the stage, Jenny Zhen could no longer suppress her emotions and burst into tears.

There was a strong desire in her heart: I also want to sing this Lu Binghua song.

Mr. Gu beside him also nodded lightly: "Good music is not about how high the skill or how difficult it is, but about how ordinary people can participate and enjoy the joy and sadness that music brings us. This is what it means."

Real pop music, this Mr. Huang, did it."

Everyone around them nodded.

Mr. Gu's words made them feel a little more enlightened.

Today, here, they all remember one name firmly: Huang Zhong.

But Hou Dejian's mood at this moment was like a meteor flashing past, leaving only darkness.

He knows only too well how popular a song like this will be.

Even if his wine is not sold, it is because of his deep fatherly love that impresses the audience that the song will remain popular.

And this song "Lu Binghua" must be even more so, because in this world, maternal love has a wider audience.

Hou Dejian does not believe that in China, where popular music is still in the desert, there are young people who can create such popular songs.

Moreover, the images of Lu Binghua and the tea garden in my hometown in the song are the most common in Baodao.

The scientific name of lupine flower is lupine. Among the Hakka people, it is regarded as the mother flower and is called roadside flower, which is later pronounced as lupine flower.

This guy must have done it on purpose. He was clearly using these familiar things from the island to provoke with this song.

"Me too!"

Huang Zhong's silent shout seemed to be heard in Hou Dejian's ears, which instantly shattered his pride.

When Hu Yizhou on the stage made the ending gesture and then turned around to bow to the audience, the audience stood up again and everyone applauded and cheered.

I would like to dedicate my warmest applause to the children, to maternal love, and to the creator of this song.

Lao Hu couldn't hold it in any longer and rushed out from behind the curtain and picked up his son.

At this moment, he burst into tears.

Huang Zhong also walked onto the stage, touched the children's little heads one by one and praised: "You are awesome, you are the best."

"Dad!" Huang Dingding also opened her little arms and was picked up by her father. There were still crystal tears on her face, but her smile was so bright.

She misses her mother too.

"Huang Ling sings, I..." The elder and the younger spoke again.

"Go." Huang Dingding waved his little hand.

"Huang Ling sings, I just want to ask, when can we sing again."

Huang Zhong and Huang Dingding looked at each other, and then their smiles became even brighter.

"Teacher Huang is so awesome!" Hu Yinyin raised his arms.

Amao also secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She looked at Su Hong on the stage, filled with expectation: Teacher Huang promised to compensate me!

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As a mother, Teacher Gu also had tears in her eyes: Teacher Xiao Huang, well done!

Teacher Li Guyi also applauded vigorously: It seems that next time I will have to ask Teacher Xiao Huang to write a song.

Teacher Jiang was also applauding, and everyone else was applauding. You can't stand alone, but his mouth felt a little bitter: This kid, I'm afraid he really wants to be famous.

Even the leaders present were very surprised. They originally thought that in terms of pop music, Hong Kong and Taiwan would definitely be beaten.

But Huang Zhong, who jumped out of nowhere, managed to hold up the show all by himself.

Well, not bad!

Huang Zhong on the stage led everyone to bow to the audience, then thanked the band teacher before leaving the stage.

When they took the stage ten minutes ago, no one thought highly of this motley crew.

After just ten minutes, they walked off the stage and were greeted with applause and cheers.

After ten years of being ignored by no one, he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop!

"Teacher Huang Zhong, congratulations!" Tan Gexing sent his blessings with a smile.

"Teacher Huang, if I have the opportunity, I would like to ask you to cooperate. I originally wanted to sing about childhood, but after these lovely children finished singing, there was no need for me to appear on the stage."

This is Luo Dayou. He was indeed ready to go on stage at Hou Dejian's invitation, but Huang Dingding and his Hutong Choir were in front, and with that special little conductor, Luo Dayou didn't want to sing.
To be continued...