Chapter 725: My Motherland

"My Motherland," a song that gives people a sense of warmth the moment it begins.

It starts with a great river, making one feel deeply attached to it.

When the chorus part appears, everyone's blood begins to boil.

And when the line, "When friends arrive, there is fine wine; if it is the jackals that arrive, they are met with hunting guns," appeared, the barrage exploded instantly.

The technical staff at Penguin Video felt immense pressure.

It was New Year's Eve, and it was bad enough that they were working overtime, but the task was also so heavy.

If the Spring Festival Gala Live Broadcast crashed, it would be a huge disaster!

Everyone says Luo Mo is our big Penguin's strategic partner.

Yet at this moment, they felt the singing echoing in their ears: "Shall we fight? Let's fight!"

Being his teammate is not easy either!

With the buildup from the previous programs, the Spring Festival Gala's ratings and online Live Broadcast data had already been steadily rising.

And when Luo Mo and the choir sang "My Motherland" together, the data reached its current Peak Value, rising by a significant margin!

Ning Dan's assistant reported this data to the senior management of CCTV immediately.

Ji Huawen looked at the ratings and the terrifying online data, falling into a brief silence.

He suddenly felt that parasites like Director Chen should have been slapped to death long ago.

"If the initial CCTV New Year's Eve Gala had also been done by Luo Mo and Ning Dan together, then the traffic-driving effect should have been even better, right?" Ji Huawen thought to himself.

Station Chief Ji's idea had some merit; if the CCTV New Year's Eve Gala had been done extremely well from the start, and the same team continued to direct the Spring Festival Gala at CCTV, the reputation and traffic would certainly have been even more formidable!

At this moment, the Spring Festival Gala's Peak Value for ratings had already surpassed the peaks of last year and the year before.

And this Blue Star version of "My Motherland" hadn't even finished yet!

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On stage, Luo Mo took a deep breath.

Originally, according to the version by Grandma Guo Lanying and the choir, the chorus should have been sung by the choir again here.

But Luo Mo still had new things to showcase.

This "My Motherland" has a major characteristic: although it is a red song, it is more gentle and lyrical in style than most red songs, which are tough and powerful.

By utilizing this, it forms a sharp contrast with the mixed-voice chorus in the refrain!

This will further set off the chorus part, which is like a mountain torrent erupting and rushing for thousands of miles, expressing the heroic spirit of the soldiers to the fullest!

At the same time, it can also reflect the soldiers' infinite love for their motherland.

When Luo Mo sang the earlier part, it was soft.

The singing was warm.

However, there is definitely a difference between a male voice and a female voice.

But it doesn't matter, female vocals... I can do those too!

Don't forget, he is someone who performs Opera.

In fact, Grandma Guo's version also incorporated certain Opera singing techniques.

She is not just a soprano singer, but also a Jin Opera and Opera performing artist.

At the same time, the sound of Xu Chujing began to appear in the accompaniment on stage, providing backing vocals.

"A great river with wide waves,

The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both banks."

The moment Luo Mo opened his mouth, he stunned countless viewers.

"Holy crap! Cross-dressing performance!?"

"This is a heaven-defying voice!"

"The female vocal part is so catchy!"

"Motherland! Motherland!"

Of course, there were also many viewers sensitive to sound who immediately heard that Jing was providing backing vocals for Luo Mo to achieve a better effect.

"Jing's voice is there," someone said in the barrage.

Once this sentence appeared, after everyone was reminded and listened closely, they could indeed tell immediately that Xu Chujing's singing was in there!

The fans of the Mo Xu CP were instantly plunged into ecstasy!

"The couple is wishing everyone a Happy New Year!"

"Sung so well!"

"Jing is still very Ox!"

"Since both are so good at singing, why not have a few more kids?"

A bizarre scene occurred.

Luo Mo and Xu Chujing were clearly just dating, yet a large group of people in the barrage skipped the marriage stage entirely and started urging them to have children!

However, the vast majority of the audience's attention was still focused on the song itself.

After the stunning cross-dressing performance, Luo Mo switched back to a male voice in an instant, repeating the last chorus with the choir.

The accompaniment had a short half-second pause.

By the time it rang out again, the momentum was even more magnificent!

And the pitch of the entire chorus also rose abruptly!

Thrilling, it was truly too thrilling to listen to.

The final high note was enough to leave everyone with a lingering sense of shock.

【"This is a powerful motherland,

It is the place where I grew up,

On this warm land,

There is peaceful sunshine everywhere."】

These few lines of lyrics are actually written very interestingly.

"Shangganling" is, after all, a war film.

As the most well-known song in the movie, it emphasizes peace at the end.

Yes, the people of Huaxia love peace.

We are not likely to take the initiative to provoke trouble.

However, no one can hinder the peace on our land!

If you threaten this point, then let us fight.

As long as we defeat you, we can continue to live in peace.

As the song ended, the viewership rating was actually a cut higher than the Peak Value from the year before last!

One must know that the viewership ratings for the Blue Star Spring Festival Gala have been declining year by year.

Being able to reach a new high within several years this year is truly not easy.

What is even more difficult, and even more terrifying, is that this terrifying Peak Value of viewership this year was produced on the stage of a red song!

This makes everything seem more meaningful and even more soul-stirring!

With sufficient emotional buildup and in a special environment, the people of Huaxia cannot handle listening to red songs.

Because it might awaken something flowing in your blood.

Five thousand years, this country has stood in the East for five thousand years.

Is five thousand years a long time?

It is very long.

So long that as you look at this chessboard of shifting stars and changing worlds, our opponents have changed again and again.

Some have quietly exited the stage, while others have newly joined the game.

But we are always sitting here.

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……..

Beijing, a certain residential complex.

Director Li Dongliang watched the Live Broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on the television and fell into a long silence.

He drank the red wine in the goblet in his hand in one gulp, and when he put the glass down, he almost didn't place it steadily, nearly tipping it over.

How could he not hear how incredible this "My Motherland" was.

Previously, he felt it was very difficult for any program to maintain the atmosphere.

But since Luo Mo took the stage himself and even sang such a song, everything was solved.

You say this atmosphere is hard to maintain?

You say the following programs cannot hold the stage?

You say this problem is very serious?

Then, Luo Mo used a special song to tell you that not only will he hold the stage, he will also push the atmosphere even higher!

Director Li Dongliang certainly does not know the real-time viewership ratings and online Live Broadcast data of the Spring Festival Gala for the moment.

But as long as he picks up his phone, he can see the real-time feedback from netizens online.

Through the comments of netizens, one can see how good or bad the reputation of this year's Spring Festival Gala is so far.

Yet he did not do so.

It's the New Year, and he really didn't want to add to his own troubles.

On the other side, also in Beijing.

Today is New Year's Eve, and Mrs. Zhong Lin is eating the reunion dinner at her husband's family home.

At this moment, in the living room, besides Mrs. Zhong Lin and the low-presence Huo Lianzhou, Huo Yuan is also sitting there.

This top-notch domestic writer has already secretly wiped away tears several times while sitting on the sofa.

He would glance at his son and daughter-in-law out of the corner of his eye, and seeing them focused on watching TV, he would silently raise his hand and, with lightning speed, wipe his eyes dry.

When Luo Mo went on stage, Huo Yuan was very curious: what kind of song would he write this time?

Last time, the "Farewell" written by Luo Mo could be said to have shocked him.

In his view, the lyrics of "Farewell", let alone the entertainment industry, even the modern poets in today's literary circles could absolutely not write them.

When the song title "My Motherland" appeared, Huo Yuan could immediately feel the difficulty of the Lyricist.

This name is set too grand, so grand that it has no bounds.

And the more it is a red song of this subject matter, sometimes the harder it is to write.

Its lyrics are best kept a bit more popular, so that everyone can understand them, but they must also be written well enough and with enough flavor.

Undoubtedly, this "My Motherland" perfectly achieved these things.

Huo Yuan couldn't hold back for a moment and said again: "Damn, written so Ox, holy shit!"

Huo Lianzhou gave him a look of annoyance and said: "Dad, it's New Year's Eve!"

Why are you still using profanity?

Mrs. Zhong Lin bumped Huo Lianzhou lightly, glared at him, and then said: "Dad, tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, I'll treat you to a movie."

"Watch what movie? Watch that 'Let the Bullets Fly' by Luo Mo?" Huo Yuan asked.

Once these words were spoken, the whole family looked up at Luo Mo on the television together.

Mrs. Zhong Lin smiled and said, "Yes, it is *Let the Bullets Fly*."

"No, no," Huo Yuan waved his hand and said, "I've already made plans with friends, and the tickets are already bought."

"Oh? You've made plans with people?" Zhong Lin asked in surprise, "Which ones did you make plans with?"

Huo Yuan smiled and said, "Who else could it be? Just those few I play soccer with on normal days."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Lin was secretly shocked.

These few people are all great writers.

If they were to stomp their feet together, the current literary world would experience a major earthquake.

Never would she have thought that on the First Day of the release of *Let the Bullets Fly*, it would welcome such a special group of viewers.

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The performance of *My Motherland* ended, and Luo Mo walked off the stage and arrived at the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala.

The camera had already cut back to the hosts at this moment.

Since Luo Mo had already gone on stage to perform, this segment of the program had come to an end.

As the number one person in the music scene today, no one else could handle the stage he left behind.

Therefore, the entire program schedule naturally had to move on to the next phase.

Moreover, the three consecutive performances had stirred up the audience's emotions too intensely.

It was necessary to let the audience take a break.

Next, there would be a children's program with a focus on childhood fun.

Let these flowers of the motherland serve as the transition.

After that, it would be the normal program flow.

After about seven or eight minutes, Luo Mo's phone rang.

He picked it up and saw it was a WeChat message from Xu Cong, the head of the Disabled Persons Art Troupe.

"Planner Luo, are you busy right now?"

After thinking for a moment, Luo Mo replied, "Ning Dao is the one busy right now; there's nothing for me to do."

He thought that since Xu Cong was looking for him at this time, there must be something going on.

In another twenty-six minutes, it would be the Disabled Persons Art Troupe's turn to go on stage and perform.

"It's like this, the girls actually recorded a video for you, but they didn't dare to send it to you..." Xu Cong said.

"There's such a thing? Then send it to me and let me see," Luo Mo typed with a smile.

Xu Chujing was sitting beside him, and Luo Mo typed beside her without any avoidance, saying, "Let's watch it together?"

"Sure."

After a few seconds, Xu Cong sent the video over.

As soon as the video was opened, he saw 21 deaf-mute girls standing in three rows.

Then, in the video, a familiar sound of music suddenly rang out.

Luo Mo and Xu Chujing looked at each other in surprise.

Because what appeared in the video was—*Invisible Wings*!

It was *Invisible Wings*, with lyrics and music by Luo Mo and performed by Xu Chujing.

The twenty-one deaf-mute girls followed the singing, performing sign language for Xu Cong, who was recording the video.

"【Every time I wander in loneliness, I am strong,

Every time, even if I am deeply hurt, I do not let tears shine...】"

Xu Chujing tilted her head to look at Luo Mo and said with a smile, "They specifically chose a song you wrote to thank you."

Yes, they were thanking Luo Mo for giving them this opportunity.

To be precise, he not only gave them an opportunity but also improved their dance and gave them a better stage.

Fate had already been unfair to them.

Although they could not hear the song *Invisible Wings*, these lyrics could always give them strength.

The lead dancer, Chen Lili, stood in the center, performing sign language.

"【I finally see all my dreams blossom...】"

"【I finally soar, gazing with my heart, no longer afraid...】"

In fact, when Luo Mo added the Disabled Persons Art Troupe to the Special Invitation List, he had also withstood pressure.

There were doubts within CCTV.

After all, they were disabled and different from everyone else.

The Spring Festival Gala is a Live Broadcast, and what is important is that one word—Stability!

The number of people on the "stability-first" side was definitely not small.

Thinking back to Earth, the director team initially wanted to cut the duration of *Thousand-Hand Guanyin* in half, which was also partly for this reason.

Some people, when choosing between a Stunning Stage and No Mistakes, would lean more towards the latter.

One must know that the stage for *Thousand-Hand Guanyin* required four sign language teachers standing in four positions to coordinate with the dancers.

The difficulty coefficient of the entire performance was ridiculously high.

This was simply a high-risk program!

What *Thousand-Hand Guanyin*, if something goes wrong, just send me to see the Buddha!

But Luo Mo still insisted on adding them to the Special Invitation List.

During the rehearsals, he also went over in person several times to show his concern.

Whenever they encountered any problems, he would help solve them.

It must be said that sometimes people truly need confidence, need someone standing behind them, and need a sense of security.

Luo Mo was their invisible wings.

The people from the Disabled Persons Art Troupe had also wondered whether they should send this thank-you video to Luo Mo before the performance of Thousand-Hand Guanyin, or after the performance?

Later, Xu Cong made the decision to send it before the performance.

Whether Thousand-Hand Guanyin could achieve the success they imagined was all unknown before it was presented on stage.

He felt that this timing was better.

After watching the entire video, a smile appeared on Luo Mo's face.

It was his first time seeing this sign language version of Invisible Wings.

The twenty-one girls could not sing, yet they insisted on using sign language from beginning to end to express their own delicate gratitude.

As the original singer of this song, Xu Chujing watched the video alongside him, and complex emotions grew in her heart.

Luo Mo picked up his phone and opened the chat box with Xu Cong.

He knew that all the deaf-mute girls would see the content he sent over now.

"Don't be nervous later, just perform steadily," he sent this sentence first.

After a while, Luo Mo thought for a moment and then sent another sentence.

"Thank you for your video; I have heard your singing."

(End of this chapter)