The Magical Journey of the Commander

Chapter 511: The ninth symphony, chorus!

When Song Qingge stepped off the stage and walked towards his own position, Akagi suddenly rushed out from one side and hugged Song Qingge.

"My dear is so cunning, I moved people like this, how can you compensate them?" A soft voice rang from Song Qingge's arms, Chicheng's voice was no longer charming, but at this time it was a little weak.

Song Qingge smiled slightly and stroked Fu Chicheng's back, "You, so many people are still watching, aren't you afraid of embarrassment like this?"

"Don't be afraid, they don't know how much they have the same ideas as me now, and I won't let them." Akagi said charmingly.

"Um..." Song Qingge sweated, "Well, then you have to let me sit down."

"Then dear, sit with us." Akagi raised his head and pointed to the position where he had just sat.

Song Qingge followed Akagi's guidance, but found that there was only one spot left on the table, that is, Akagi's position. "Your side is full, I'll go sit at the company and Bismarck's table. ."

"It's okay, I can ask Kaga to drive them away." Akagi said indifferently.

"Um...what are you talking about, I will take care of the family law when I say this in the future." Song Qingge said speechlessly.

"Aka city is always waiting for my dear family law to serve you." After Song Qingge said, Akagi said such a coquettishly, so that Song Qingge's punch was in the empty space.

"Go and sit down, you haven't seen Tiancheng's face change." Song Qingge made a slap in the face toward Tiancheng.

"Tsk... Akagi knows it." Akagi finished speaking unhappily, and then walked back to his original position, and Song Qingge also walked towards the table of Tiancheng and the enterprise.

Just waiting for Song Qingge to take his seat, Tiancheng on the side said to Song Qingge apologetically, "Lord, the kid in Akagi is spoiled. Please forgive me for some rude places."

Song Qingge smiled and waved his hands, "Why do the family say such things, and I like Akagi's character very much, it's okay."

At this time, Hood smiled and said to Song Qingge, "But speaking, the commander's song just now sounds very good, I just saw that even Bismarck secretly shed tears."

"Huh, aren't you?" Bismarck retorted to Hood.

Song Qingge couldn't help but put his palms on his forehead, yes, these two started again. The company also saw the helplessness of Song Qingge, and coughed at Hood and Bismarck, "Today is New Year's Eve. You two will say a few words less, and will you have your own programs later? Do you want to bring them together? Do you perform in a bad mood?"

Hood and Bismarck looked at each other, and both turned their heads away from each other. At this moment Richelieu smiled and said, "Yixian and the others are about to start performing."

Song Qingge turned his head and looked towards the stage. As expected, Yixian, Shandong, Dafeng, My wife and Izumo appeared on the stage wearing Donghuang costumes. Then each took out their own instruments and placed them on the small table in front of them. After lighting the incense burner, they began to play. My wife and Izumo took out two fans and stood in the center dancing lightly.

"I didn't expect them to cooperate really well. Yixian's flute and Shandong's guzheng are both masters, but I didn't expect Dafeng's pipa to be so powerful." Song Qingge smiled, "and Izumo and my wife I also dance very well, elegant and charming, and beautiful."

"Hehe, they are really good." Tiancheng said with a smile, "I didn't expect Dafeng's child to play the pipa so well. It seems that Akagi should cheer."

Song Qingge couldn't help but be speechless. If Akagi still needs to cheer, what about the other ship ladies? Sure enough, everyone who is a sister has a strong selfish heart, even if it is like Tiancheng, it is not immune.

"Commander, I heard Yixian say that you promised to give the top three a mysterious reward, what exactly is it?" The company asked with a smile, and when others heard the company's problems, they couldn't help but turn their heads to Song Qingge.

Song Qingge's eyelids twitched, "You will know it then."

"Hey, will the commander still be mysterious now?" Soviet Rossia said, "be bolder."

Song Qingge raised his head and looked at Soviet Rossiya, "I don't want my reward to affect your vote, so I will naturally say it when the voting result comes out."

"Could it be that the commander hasn't figured out what to reward, right?" Soviet Rossia smiled.

Song Qingge's mouth twitched slightly, "How could it be possible, I had already thought about it when I talked about it with Yixian."

"Hehe, then I'll take a good look at that time." Soviet Rossiya smiled.

As Yixian and the others finished their performance, Aurora dressed in Daomadan clothes went up, and her face changed also attracted applause from the underground ship ladies. After all, they were still very unfamiliar with this kind of authentic Donghuang show before, and now they are more curious about Donghuang culture through the show of Aurora and Yixianji.

And immediately after Aurora was the iron-blooded people led by Frederick the Great. Bismarck left his seat when Aurora was on the court and walked to the side of the banquet hall. At the moment Aurora finished his performance, Frederick the Great and Bismarck led the iron-blooded crowd onto the stage.

Seeing the uniform pace and the iron-blooded people with serious self-discipline, Song Qingge on the ground couldn't help but smile. All the people who saw the iron and blood took out a piece of musical instrument from their own space, including piccolo, iris horn, violin and other instruments.

Song Qingge looked at this battle and looked at Richelieu in surprise, "Is the emperor preparing for a symphony?"

Richelieu smiled and nodded, "From the perspective of the instrument configuration, it should be Beethoven's Ninth Symphony."

"Tsk, this is the first time I have listened to a symphony in the Spring Festival Gala, but should I say that I am the emperor?" Song Qingge laughed.

On the stage, when the iron-blooded people prepared their musical instruments, Frederick the Great stood in front of the crowd with a baton in his hand. She raised the baton and hand at the same time, smiled and said, "Symphony Ninth, chorus!"

With the sound of the French horn, the cheerful notes jumped. Listening to the familiar melody, Song Qingge nodded amusedly. And this scene happened to be seen by the company sitting next to him, "Commander, what's wrong?"

Song Qingge whispered softly in the ear of the company, "It always feels a bit contrary to let the iron-blooded people who look bitter and hateful to sing this Ode to Joy."

"Puff ~ Commander! Don't say these strange things, the good atmosphere has been destroyed by you." The company couldn't help but laugh after hearing Song Qingge's words, and then quickly complained.

"Huh? What did the commander say?" Hood, who was listening very attentively, looked at the company suspiciously.

Song Qingge smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing, I just didn't expect Zeppelin to be able to play the army drum, so it was a bit surprised."

"Oh…"