The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Unity is strength, unity is strength, this strength is iron...!"

The rough voice, coupled with the amplification of the speakers, allowed the singing in the auditorium to spread throughout the entire first floor of Jinjiang Hotel through the door.

Even the people from Sichuan and Shu who were walking along the Nanhe River on the roadside a hundred meters away could hear it clearly.

The atmosphere in the auditorium also reached the point where high Cs were played repeatedly. This song was so familiar that the members of the visiting delegation who were not on stage also sang along with the melody accompanied by the art troupe.

This song requires a group of people to sing along in order to sing it with such majestic momentum. Until the end, although there was only one person on the stage, everyone in the audience also stood up, and the background music was completely covered up. After going down, only the sound of unity was left, floating in every corner of Jinjiang Hotel.

"It's great, it's great, haha, that was in the 40s, Lao Zhang, when we were having a birthday party, we all went on stage to sing together, don't you remember~!"

"How could I forget that the anti-Sith victory was achieved? It has been almost twenty years in the blink of an eye, so many people...!"

The people sitting at the same table started chatting and dancing. It was a song they sang when they were young and witnessed victory for their common beliefs.

Some people were happy, some were disappointed. On the stage at that time, everyone stood in various positions, impassioned. When I looked back, I realized that there were too many people along the way, and their footsteps were always frozen in that moment.

In the past twenty years, there have been changes in the world. Some people have gone from young men to middle age, and some have entered sixty from middle age. There are still some whose youth can only be left in the photos, which makes these people present full of admiration. snort.

The man did not shed tears easily, but he was not sad yet. Li Feng could see clearly that someone had taken off his glasses and wiped the corners of his eyes.

The lips of other people at the same table were also pursed tightly, and some were trembling. In the period before dawn, those people's almost blurred memories were stored, that is, comrades-in-arms.

As the applause ended, the singers on the stage bowed deeply to the audience. When they stood up again, their eyes were full of tears. They did not come down. Instead, after everyone calmed down, they walked to the microphone and stretched out their arms. palm.

"The five fingers may be long or short, but as long as they are put together, the strength will increase. If we focus on one direction, as long as we work together and work hard, no matter how difficult the thing is, we will definitely succeed. Although some people He is gone, but the precious spirit left behind is encouraging us to work together to build a new country with a completely new look~!"

"Okay~!"

"Lao Dan, please say yes,~!"

The palms of the hands of a group of old guys are probably red at this moment. Without the burst of unity of that generation, it would be difficult to see the current scene.

Even the director was very moved at this time. He stepped forward and shook hands with Lao Dan once he got off the stage.

"Very good, I have sung all the meaning of the song. We have worked hard during this period. We need songs like this to encourage everyone. The new country is not easy to come by, no matter when and where we are. , we must all remember that only by uniting, our people will not be bullied~!"

"Quack, quack, quack~!"

As the director's words fell, there was thunderous applause, and everyone stood up. In the past two months, everyone has been making suggestions for the construction of their hometown and contributing their own efforts to the visiting group. What they want is the director's. One word.

"So, who's next?"

For about a minute or so, the director pressed his hands down, made a fist with his right hand and placed it in front of his abdomen. With an encouraging smile on his face, he looked at the forty or fifty people present.

Finally, his eyes rested on the little guy who finally appeared.

That's right, Li Feng.

Sensing the director's eyes, Li Feng tugged at the corner of his clothes, smoothed the wrinkles of his woolen coat, took a deep breath and raised his right hand with excitement.

"I'll do it~!"

People are looking at you, and if you hide and hide, it is not the behavior of a man. These people present are basically old-timers. There is no need for others to take the initiative to point them out, especially the director's eyes. Since he has looked over, he has been prepared for a long time, and it is not false at all.

"Okay, okay, our little comrade Li Feng can't wait even before this is announced. Until now, no one has said anything about the show he is going to perform. I am still very curious~!"

"Then, I'll leave the microphone to you~!"

As the director made a gesture of invitation and slowly returned to his seat and sat down again, the eyes of all the old guys in the room were focused on Li Feng.

Although this young man joined halfway, it is undeniable that he also made his own contribution to the visiting group. If nothing else, the introduction project of the off-road heavy-duty truck named "Hongyan" has come to fruition. , landed in the land of Bashu.

While everyone else was resting, the director and the Sichuan-Sichuan leadership team made the decision in person. Without Li Feng’s personal test drive, no one would have been so determined. That’s 8.5 million dollars, so be careful. Cautionary matters.

Just because of his affirmation, these more than eight million yuan are already ready to be spent, and the landing place has been determined. It can be said that this is the project that the visiting delegation has advanced the fastest.

If everything goes well, the factory construction can almost start this year. By next year, Sichuan and Sichuan will be the first place in China that can manufacture heavy-duty off-road trucks. It can be said that it has really attracted a golden phoenix.

Li Feng didn't know the specific content of these negotiations. The Gauls' trucks in Morocco were indeed more liberating than those in his hometown. There were other trucks that were much more powerful, and they had been tested on various road surfaces. , relying on past memories to be honest, it is indeed good.

The walk to the stage was the smoothest walk for Li Feng in the past three years. The entire audience applauded and encouraged him, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. When he actually stood in front of the microphone, he felt Slowed down.

“Unknowingly, it’s already the third year since I got on the discharge train from here~!”

"That year, my dear comrades-in-arms and I said goodbye to each other. I feared that we would never see each other again in this lifetime. Like everyone else, I will always remember this comrade-in-arms relationship~"

"The program I performed for you, the song "Military Bugle", was composed by me when I retired. I am honored to be able to share it with you today. I hope that with my best wishes, my comrades, take care of yourself along the way~!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and even the guards guarding the gate pricked up their ears. There was a new song, and it was composed by retired soldiers when they were leaving. Who wouldn't be curious about this.

Behind the stage, Liu Feng, who already knew the content of the song, and even Xiao Suizi's cheeks were red with excitement. In this way, they were the first to hear this song.

It sounds true. Only a veteran can write it. It is really difficult for ordinary people to understand the artistic conception of caring and blessing for his comrades.

Only those who have walked out of the melting pot can sing the emotions bursting out of it.

"Why are you two so happy? Huh~, I am the one who accompanies him~!"

Hao Shuwen's arrogant personality was vividly displayed. She stood in front of the steps and couldn't hold her mouth shut. She raised her chest and raised her head to lift the red curtain. She walked towards the stage with an accordion in her arms.

The lights on the stage were aimed at the center point in front of the microphone. Liu Feng, the kid, also dimmed the other lights a little, which made the image of the performers at the center point more prominent.

This is a treatment that no one else can enjoy. As a new friend, Liu Feng has really tried his best. It is the first time for a good friend to come on stage, so he cannot leave any regrets.

As for Xiao Suizi, her best thing is writing. As the accordion began to play, she took out a pen and paper, lay on the dressing table, and wrote an impromptu report.

Yes, that's right. Although it was a tabloid from a cultural troupe, after seeing the lyrics, she couldn't help but want to record this song that could be easily sung and write out the background story. She was sure, This song, once tonight is over, will definitely be popular among the troops.

Every year when we bid farewell to our comrades, we can only beat gongs and drums. I'm afraid there will be another program in the future.

This is a sensitivity to literary and artistic programs that only emerges after staying in the art troupe for a long time. Someone can rely on songs, and she, Xiao Suizi, is the pen that can speed up this progress. (End of chapter)