Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Wen Nian looked at the children who were communicating with people in the carriage, and she returned to the berth with a satisfied smile.

To be honest, she really didn't expect a song to have such a good effect.

Not only the passengers in the carriage were excited, but even the flight attendants and the passing police officers seemed to be different people.

"Teacher Wen Nian, you are this."

The three seniors Fang, Ding, and Zhuang who had been witnessing the scene in front of them gave her thumbs up and praised her when they saw her retreat.

"This song is full of positive energy, and it is worthy of vigorous promotion."

"That's right? It doesn't matter who created the song."

"Several seniors, don't praise me."

Facing the spare no efforts of the three seniors, Wen Nian felt somewhat guilty, "I'm so embarrassed by your praise."

After all, the song itself was not written by her.

But in this book world, she can only say sorry to Gu Lao and Zhang Lao.

"What's the matter?"

Ding Lao said with a smile, "This period is exactly the time when this song is needed."

"If you can compose and sing, and teach everyone to sing, you are worthy of our praise."

"What's more, it can inspire young people in this era, and it also guides the younger generation's goals and improves the mental outlook of the younger generation."

"Old Ding is right, Teacher Wen Nian, don't be humble."

Elder Fang also smiled and said, "Look at how cheerful the whole carriage is. Because of your song, everyone has gone from being strangers to being like a family now."

"It's all thanks to you."

"Haha, Lao Ding and Lao Fang have said everything in the interview, so I can only say something more practical."

Mr. Zhuang smiled heartily, "Teacher Wen Nian, I hope you can create more good songs that are more popular in the future."

"I think this method is faster and better than disseminating ideas with articles."

"It can be easily passed on to the general public. Wouldn't it be beautiful if it spread by word of mouth and soon spread across the country?"

"Old Zhuang, that's a good suggestion."

Mr. Ding and Mr. Fang nodded vigorously, and looked at Wen Nian expectantly, "Teacher Wen Nian, you are so troubled."

Wen Nian: "..." Well, I took another job for myself.

Of course, she has many classics from her previous life in her mind, so she doesn't mind multiple identities.

But she couldn't just take out all those things just because of this.

Facing the expectant eyes of several seniors, she could only promise: "I will work hard."

"Of course, during this period, I also hope that more relevant people will try to create their own works."

"After all, I can't realize the full renaissance of Chinese culture even if I have three heads and six arms, can I?"

"The teacher is right."

The three seniors nodded approvingly, "It's time to find some good talents from the younger generation and cultivate them well."

"Sister, you are amazing."

Seeing that the three seniors had already talked about the same with Wen Nian, Liu Yufei couldn't help coming over from the next bunk to sit with Wen Nian.

She looked at Wen Nian with starry eyes, and said excitedly: "Although I am no longer young, listening to this song makes me feel 20 years younger."

"Don't talk about you, just us old guys in their [-]s and [-]s are all excited to hear it."

Old Ding blushed with excitement, "Just two words—lift your spirits!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm 68 this year, and I feel like I'm back in my 20s when I sing this song."

At this time, another old man came over from the other side, looked at Wen Nian with tears in his eyes, and raised his thumbs up, "Young man, you are the most amazing."

"Master, you are really flattering yourself."