"Old man, do you want to write a song?" Xiaobai tilted his head and asked his old man curiously.
"Write a song about the history of our country." Zhang Tan said. After listening to the song "History of the World", he found that this form is very effective in educating children to understand the history of the country, and is more interesting than reading history books.
"Old man, you are so awesome. Do you have any inspiration when you write songs?" Xiaobai asked with some admiration. She had played with Wang Dashan before when she was at Little Red Horse Music Company and saw Wang Dashan writing songs.
It was so painful that my hair would be pulled off by him.
She also saw Xie Xiaoxu writing songs, which was also painful and made her whole body feel bad.
As for my old man, he said that writing songs is as easy as drinking water.
In the past, when she was little, she would only take this as a matter of course. But now that she has grown up and become sensible, she has met the ordinary talents Shan Dawang and Xie Xiaoxu, and then she understands that her old man is really powerful.
Zhang Tan's expression was indifferent, but deep down he really enjoyed his daughter's admiration. He wished he could write eight or ten poems for her on the spot to deepen the little girl's admiration.
Xiaobai quickly ran over and pushed the movable back chair that she usually sat in, and sat down next to Zhang Tan's executive chair, waiting eagerly to watch her old man write songs on a live broadcast.
She even took out her phone watch and said she wanted to record the old man's video and send it to Xie Xiaoxu and Shan Dawang.
Zhang Tan warned: "We don't need to be so high-profile, be low-key and humble."
Xiaobai disagreed: "This is your strong point. You must let everyone know your strong point. You can't hide it if you poke it secretly!"
She wanted to tell everyone about her strengths so that everyone around her would know how powerful she was and that she would not be bullied.
The same goes for Liliu. He even likes to bluff, deceive, and brag.
Zhang Tan doesn't force it. At present, his image as an old man in his daughter's heart is very tall.
Zhang Tan opened the document and started writing immediately.
Just how long does it take to copy a song?
In Xiaobai's shocked eyes, she filled up the document with a few snaps, added notes, and a song was ready.
"It's written." Zhang Tan immediately clicked print, and the printer next to him spit out an A4 paper.
Xiaobai got up excitedly and took it, staring at the notes and lyrics on it, and read: "Modern History", 1839 Lin Zexu, burning cigarettes in Humen and growing ambition, selling more than 2 million kilograms of cigarettes, the descendants of the national hero,
Opium War in 1840, Qishan negotiated with the British, national hero was investigated and punished, terms were signed in 1842..."
Xiaobai read it through and found that except for a few words she didn't recognize, she could recognize the rest, which really impressed her old man.
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"Old man, I know Lin Zexu, our national hero, burned a lot of opium! The enemy, as mentioned here, more than 2 million kilograms. Old man, I reduced the Old Summer Palace to ashes, destroyed the city and defeated the army.
What does it mean?"
Zhang Tan explained to her the history of the burning of the Old Summer Palace. Xiaobai was so angry that her little fists clenched.
She pointed to a line in the lyrics and asked: "What do you mean, old man?"
Zhang Tan looked along her little finger and saw that she was referring to the sentence - Tsarist Russia took advantage of the opportunity to have evil intentions, and Ai Hui signed the treaty.
So he told Xiaobai the history of signing the Aihun Treaty. Xiaobai's angry tears welled up in his eyes and said angrily: "Why do these people bully us like this? We didn't offend them!"
Zhang Tan said: "You have to remember one thing, whether others bully us or not, it will never be because we don't offend them, but because we fall behind. If we fall behind, we will be beaten, and if we are weak, we will be bullied."
Xiaobai thought for a while and nodded and said: "Well, so we need to have more strengths, and we need to be more fierce to let others know that we are not so easy to mess with!"
Xiaobai feels the same way about this. She did this when she was a child. In order to prevent others from bullying her, she would become more aggressive and make herself difficult to mess with, so that others would not mess with her.
Suddenly, she saw the old man still typing in front of the computer. She went over to look at it curiously and asked: "Old man, why are you still writing? What are you writing?"
Zhang Tan replied: "I haven't finished writing the modern history just now. I will write another one, divided into two parts."
When Xiaobai heard this, she immediately urged him to write quickly. She couldn't wait to read it.
Zhang Tan quickly wrote the song "Modern History (Part 2)", and Xiaobai once again ran to the printer diligently, eagerly waiting for the A4 paper to be printed out, and couldn't wait to read the historical stories on it.
Yes, in her eyes, this is no longer a song, but historical stories.
"Learning skills from barbarians for thirty years, self-improvement and prosperity, building many factories,...%￥#%#%Li￥#￥ and Zhang, industrial navy and school..."
Zhang Tan almost laughed out loud when he heard her read out a bunch of garbled characters. Although he endured it, Xiaobai still noticed it. She pointed to the unfamiliar words and asked: "How do you pronounce it here, old man?"
Zhang Tan read: "Is it Yi? Zeng Li and Zuo Zhang, here are a few people..."
It took a long time to explain these two songs to Xiaobai. One of them spoke seriously and the other listened intently. When he found that the time was already eleven o'clock, Zhang Tan urged Xiaobai to go to bed quickly.
It's just that the child is very excited and doesn't want to sleep at all.
Zhang Tan then went to her bedroom and told her a bedtime story tonight that was one of the stories in the lyrics.
Xiaobai then lay down on the bed and slowly fell asleep.
However, when Xiaobai went to bed at night, he couldn't help but talk in his sleep. He didn't say anything else, he just said "Die disc disc disc disc~".
But he was talking in his sleep, so he wouldn't know it. The next morning, Xiaobai was running in the yard with the old man. Suddenly, Xi'er and Xiaobai came to the door. They were laughing and joking, waving to her enthusiastically.
Xiaobai ran to open the door and took the opportunity to run away.
As soon as Xi'er walked in, she told Xiaobai the news that Xiaobai wet the bed again last night.
Xiao Xiaobai smiled happily, not ashamed, very calm.
This time, Xiao Xiaobai really didn't need to be embarrassed, because in fact there were many children who wet the bed that night, Xiao Youyou, Tian Xiaoya, Xiaoxiao and others all wet the bed.
We were having too much fun last night and ended up wetting the bed all night long.
"Have you had breakfast?" Zhang Tan asked them after finishing his run.
The two little ones shook their heads, and Zhang Tan called them home, had breakfast, and then went to the company together.
While Zhang Tan was busy working in the office, Xiaobai and the others were taken to the music company by Wang Dashan. They needed to practice the two "Modern History" songs they wrote last night.
Xiaobai knew the historical stories of these two songs. He was very interested in these two songs and studied them very seriously. He also carefully told the historical stories to Xi'er and Xiaobai.
