Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　"You guys helped me a lot. If you have anything to say, you're welcome."

　　Wang Ye pondered after hearing the words and said:

　　"These grievances have been here for too long, it is difficult to be wiped out, and they will definitely reappear.

　　The best way is to keep suppressing them, and what can suppress them the most is the morale of my Chinese soldiers.

　　So I hope you can send soldiers to guard here, enough to make these resentful souls dare not take it lightly.

　　Our bureau is not able to take these resentful souls away for the time being, so the suppression is still up to you.When we go back to consult the director and find other ways to suppress grievances, we will come back and take away these grievances. "

　　However, upon hearing this, Chen Xun shook his head.

　　Seeing Chen Xun's reaction, Wang Ye was a little surprised. Could it be that he rejected his proposal?

　　But then Chen Xun said:

　　"It is very troublesome to send soldiers to guard, I will arrange it immediately when I go back, and clear this place into a training ground,

　　Every day from now on, the soldiers are training here. I want to see, who dares to be presumptuous?

　　Back then, they took advantage of the weakness of our country and acted recklessly.

　　Now, I want to see, step on their heads and train, who dares to say nothing?

　　Damn, step on the little devil's grave to train, think about it and get motivated! "

　　Chen Xun's words made several people look at each other and suddenly laughed.

　　At this time, everyone discovered that Chen Xun was also a man of temperament.

　　But the commander's idea... is indeed wonderful!

　　Even some of the other people wanted to train and experience it here!

　　……

　　Afterwards, everything was arranged properly, and Wang Ye came to the place where he had walked into the theater once again.

　　Only this time, the surrounding scene has not changed, he understands that everything has passed.

　　The theater is gone, the opera is gone, and the patriotic actors are over.

　　But the spirit is still there, the faith is still there, and this kind of spirit is also infecting the younger generation.

　　Then, before leaving, Wang Ye and others bowed deeply in this direction again, without saying anything.

　　……

　　At this time, in the bureau, Zhao Yi was sitting in the hall, and the lonely figure was pulled by the lights.

　　Early morning has come, Li Xue came out of the bedroom yawning.

　　During the days when all the staff were dispatched, Li Xue was almost always cooking.

　　As for the craftsmanship, it is difficult to describe in words, but fortunately, Zhao Yi will give pointers from time to time, and the current level is reasonable.

　　But at this time, Li Xue was startled when she saw Zhao Yi's back. She remembered that Zhao Yi had been sitting here last night.

　　"Director, haven't you slept all night?"

　　Hearing this, Zhao Yi raised his head as if he had just woken up from a big dream, looked at Li Xue, and then smiled.

　　Li Xue approached Zhao Yi and immediately found that there was a piece of paper in front of Zhao Yi, with dense words written on it, and a musical score at the same time.

　　"Director, is this a song you wrote?"

　　Zhao Yi sighed meaningfully, looking a little disappointed and sad:

　　"It's just a matter of feeling..."

　　Li Xue picked up the paper curiously, just glanced at it, and was immediately attracted.

　　This is like an ancient song, and it has a nice name - Chi Ling!

　　Looking at it, Li Xue couldn't help humming softly.

　　"People in the audience walked by, but the old colors were not seen..."

　　"The people on the stage sang, the heartbroken parting song..."

　　The song is melodious and delicate, as if it can travel thousands of miles with the wind.

　　For the whole city, what happened in the northern war zone is more like an episode. People woke up from their sleep, facing the early sun and welcoming a new day.

　　No one knows what happened last night, and no one knows this dusty history.

　　"Bone and ashes are all mine,

　　In troubled times, duckweed endures watching beacon fires burn mountains and rivers,

　　Humble and dare not forget about the country,

　　Even if no one knows me,

　　Love words are hard to be lonely, but he sings to make peace with blood..."

　　Li Xue's voice interprets Zhao Yi's emotional songs, and also interprets a piece of history.

　　Actors in troubled times are like drifting duckweeds, how can they bear to see the broken mountains and rivers under the beacon fire.

　　Although the position is low and the people's words are light, how can you forget the hatred of the country and the family.

　　Everyone in the world knows that actors are ruthless, but how do they know that actors also have hearts!

　　……

　　A helicopter stopped, and after Wang Ye and others completed the task, they returned to the bureau as soon as possible, intending to report the matter to Zhao Yi.

　　However, as soon as he reached the door, he heard a gentle singing.

　　It was sung by Li Xue.

　　Wang Ye suddenly stopped, the lyrics of this song made him realize, isn't this the story of Pei Yanzhi?

　　Immediately, Wang Ye and the others looked at each other and quickened their pace. When they came to the house, they saw that in the hall, only Li Xue was standing there holding a piece of paper.

　　"Li Xue, where's the director?"

　　Li Xue stared blankly at the anxious people in front of her;

　　"The director hasn't slept all night, it's time to rest now, what's wrong?"

　　Wang Ye looked at the paper in Li Xue's hand:

　　"What are you holding in your hand?"

　　Li Xue suddenly said with some joy:

　　"This is a song the director wrote last night. I sang it, and it sounds really good!"

　　Hearing that, Wang Ye took this piece of paper, and after just a few glances, he suddenly felt a little sigh in his heart.

　　Gently handing the paper to Li Xue, Wang Ye looked back at the others:

　　"Director, you already know what happened in the northern theater."

　　Several people were suddenly puzzled, and they were about to ask, but they heard Li Xue humming softly again.

　　"How about the words and the words, the bones and ashes are all mine.

　　I also asked about Qinghuang, and I used to sing sonorously about the rise and fall..."

　　At this moment, everyone understood that Zhao Yi's lyrics were not exactly the actor, Pei Yanzhi.

　　The sun had dispelled all the darkness, but Wang Ye and others were standing in the yard, watching thousands of miles down the mountain.

　　The singing echoed in my ears, as if it could reach the horizon.

　　People have woken up from their sleep and formed the fireworks in the world.

　　Maybe they didn't realize that these quiet days were earned by countless people's burdens.

　　In the Qingcheng Military Region at the foot of the mountain, countless soldiers are already standing on the playground, forming a green landscape.

　　In Li Xue's singing, Wang Ye and others watched the bright red flag slowly rise, swaying in the wind, and glowing in the sun...

　　That's the color of China!

　　Everything seems to be in the past, and the names of heroic souls such as Pei Yanzhi are not even known.

　　But this country will never forget, because the heroic soul will never be immortal!

　　……

　　At this time, in the General Military Area of ​​the Northern Theater Command, teams of soldiers were already busy in the forest. Under Chen Xun's order, this place will be transformed into a new training ground.

　　All those who witnessed yesterday have signed a non-disclosure agreement, and this matter will not spread.

　　More soldiers do not know the story that has happened here.

　　Chen Xun sat in the office and looked at the bright sun outside the window.

　　The scenes last night seemed like a dream, but he knew very well that everything was real.

　　The immortality of heroic souls is never a rhetoric. They are protecting this country when they die.

　　The red flag is swaying in the air. This is the beginning of a new era, but no one should forget those dark years.

　　Not to forget, in the dark years, those who burned themselves and radiated light.

　　It is these lights that come together to dispel the haze and bring the country back to light.

　　It is these immortal heroic souls who always guard this land.

　　……

　　a few days later.

　　A piece of news exploded across the country.

　　All David TV stations, major newspapers and magazines broadcast the news at the same time, and even published it on the undeveloped Internet.

　　And the content of the broadcast is the same news, which instantly swiped the screen on this day, shaking the whole country.

　　"Near the General Military Area of ​​the Northern Theater Command, the remains of several martyrs were unearthed. They are the heroic ancestors during the Anti-Japanese War. They were the inheritors of drama and died heroically to fight against Japanese pirates.

　　These ancestors are: Pei Yanzhi, Liu Xiaohua, Zhao Ming...