With the enthusiastic accompaniment of "Serving the Country with Loyalty", the lights on the stage gradually went out, and when the lights came on again, a military political discipline appeared in front of the camera and appeared in front of the people of the whole country.

Behind Zhengji, there are dozens of heavily armed soldiers, holding steel guns, their movements are as uniform as a person, and their every move is also full of masculinity, on the stage screen of the Spring Festival Gala, there are countless scenes of bloody battles of soldiers, from the anti-Japanese defense of the country to the life and death struggle with the reactionary warlords, one scene after another accompanied by the accompaniment of "Loyal to the Country" is played like a flip book, and dozens of soldiers who dance with them also show the strength and demeanor of the soldiers in the music.

Masaki looked at the audience with a smile, and then looked at the moving camera, he knew that his parents, relatives and friends, and all the people who cared about him were probably paying attention to him on the TV screen at the moment, and his heart couldn't help but feel a wave of pride, and his blood gradually began to boil.

"It's out! It's out, Xiaozheng's program has appeared!" At this time, Zheng Xueping, who was far away in Yuanping, looked at his son on the TV, couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, and shouted out unwillingly, Li Xuemei also stood up excitedly and walked to the TV, staring carefully at Zhengji's every move, eager to walk through the TV to his child.

"Is Xiao Zheng coming out? Help me get closer," Mrs. Wang heard her son's voice, and happily slowly stood up on crutches, slowly walked to the TV with Li Xuemei's support, squinted at her grandson, happily touched the figure of Zhengji on the TV screen and muttered: "It's really my good grandson, Grandma Xiaozheng misses you very much."

"So handsome!" Xiaotong and Xiaoyan also stood in front of the TV, looking at the sassy political discipline in military uniforms, and involuntarily said, the two of them almost didn't recognize this was the political discipline they saw last year.

"Mom, this is my student, Zhengji, participating in the Spring Festival Gala this year," At this moment, in an eighty-square-meter room, Zhengji's teacher Zhou Qingmei Zheng proudly pointed to Zhengji who appeared on the screen on TV, and said to his family, and similarly, every Zhengji classmate, when they saw the appearance of Zhengji on TV, they all opened their mouths slightly, looking at the heroic Zhengji on TV in disbelief, and the family members excitedly talked about the relationship between the singer and himself on TV.

"Mom and Dad, look at my cousin coming out, my cousin is so handsome in a military uniform!" Dong Yuyi also looked at the political discipline on the TV with an excited face, and said excitedly holding his parents' hands.

"Yes, this child, in a blink of an eye, is so big, it's out, my sister and brother-in-law must be looking at their child now," Li Xiuhe said with emotion as he looked at his nephew on the TV.

"Finally got on this stage!" Dong Wei looked at his nephew with complicated eyes, and it was not until this moment that he finally settled down.

At this time, at Uncle Zhengji's house in Hebei, the family also watched TV, Zheng Meiping happily looked at the nephew on TV, as the pride of the politician, she was also honored and shared as an aunt, this time when she returned to her hometown, she told the news of her nephew's participation in the Spring Festival Gala to the people on her husband's side, and obviously felt that the attitude of the mother-in-law's family towards herself has also changed a lot.

"Jin Wei, look, your cousin is in the Spring Festival Gala," Zheng Meiping took his son's hand and said happily, but he didn't notice that a trace of complicated feelings flashed in Jin Wei's eyes, and just whispered "um".

"This kid, how can you become more and more nerd, such a good thing, I don't see you being happy," Liu Yun frowned and looked at his son unhappily and said.

And in a country house, Liu Lu's family also quietly watched the political discipline on TV, but they were uncharacteristically silent, this winter, there was too much stimulation for them, the death of the old man, the love affair between the daughter and the political discipline, made them feel like they were on a roller coaster, Liu Lu stared closely at the political discipline on the screen, he was so handsome, so outstanding, after tonight, how many more love rivals would she have? She inexplicably remembered what her mother said to her:" No matter how deep the feelings are, they will slowly fade with the passage of time and the intensification of distance, until they are shallow and undetectable."

"What an excellent child, if only he could really be good to our family Lu'er for the rest of his life!" Liu Lu's mother muttered to herself as she looked at Zhengji, who was calmly performing on TV.

And in An Ran's home, An Ran looked at Zhengji on the stage with the same confused expression, how much she wanted to tell him the feelings in her heart, so that he could understand his mind, but seeing that he was getting better and better day by day, and he was getting farther and farther away from himself, she suddenly had a sense of powerlessness in her heart, followed by more firmness, the next time she saw Zhengji, she must tell him her mind clearly!

"Xiao An, this is the classmate Masaki who played with you until he got older, it's really excellent! Such a good boy, I don't know whose daughter has this blessing and can tie the knot with him", An Ran's mother looked at Masaki on TV and said pointedly, Masaki She has seen Masaki, and she also knows that her daughter is very close to Masaki, and she also has some ideas in her heart, it would be good if her daughter could make Masaki her son-in-law.

An Ran nodded, but didn't say a word.

In Fancheng's home, Fancheng's father smoked the cigarettes given to him by Zhengxueping with relish, felt the mellow smell of tobacco, shook his head and listened to Zhengji singing on TV, and hummed indiscriminately when he heard the joy.

"Xiaofan, don't say it, Zhengji's singing is really good, especially this song, it's really magnificent," Fancheng's father said with emotion.

"Of course, otherwise how could he become a singer and become popular all over the country in such a short period of time", Fan Cheng said with a happy expression flashing on his face, watching his hair Xiao's wonderful performance on TV, he was also sincerely happy for Zhengji.

At this moment, in a beautiful room in a foreign country, Han Chang also held his chin and watched Zhengji's performance in front of the TV, he was still so good, still so handsome, just like the day he left, I don't know if he still remembers himself, whether he still thinks of himself in his spare time, but unfortunately, he can't go back to his side at the moment, thinking of this, Han Chang sighed slightly, and the loss in his eyes made people feel distressed.

"The wolf smoke rises and the country looks north

The dragon curled the horse, and the sword qi was like frost

The heart is like the Yellow River

Who can resist in 20 years"

The low and masculine voice of Zhengji spread throughout the performance through the microphone, and it was transmitted to the hearts of the people of the whole country through the TV. At this time, everyone in front of the TV was deeply attracted by this magnificent song and the shocking picture in front of them, if it was only women who had a good impression of Masaki's handsome face, then at this time, the audience in front of the TV, regardless of age or gender, were attracted by Masaki's songs.

"Hatred is mad and the knife is long

How many siblings are buried in their bones

What a pity to die to repay the family and country

Endure sighing, even more speechless, blood and tears in his eyes

Zhengji's singing at this moment is full of tragedy and depression, but it contains deeper power in a trance, and the background picture of the TV set is a turn, a tragic scene appears, countless revolutionary soldiers lost their precious lives in the enemy's war, in this heavenly artillery fire would rather die than give in to fight, fighting, until the last moment of life, leaving people with the last unyielding and satisfied eyes, everyone in front of the TV felt a trace of moisture in the corners of their eyes, and their throats and eyes were choked and unable to say a word, Tears flowed out of the cloudy eyes, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he was too old to hear the sound clearly, and the people around him consciously supported the old man, this scene, whether it was offstage, or in front of the TV, countless similar scenes across the country were happening, and the old people of the Anti-Japanese War stood up involuntarily at the moment, and each of them had in their hearts the former comrades-in-arms, who were not afraid of life and death.

"The horse's hooves go south and people look north

People look north at the grass and yellow dust

I am willing to defend the territory and reopen the territory

The dignified Huaguo wants to give way to the Quartet

Come and congratulate!"

Zhengji stood straight at this time, his eyes were full of passion and high morale as if the light was exposed, he was full of breath and sang the last paragraph in a subdued and frustrated manner, and the screen behind the stage also changed accordingly, a strange dark face full of the smell of war and gunpowder was full of joy and excitement The Red Army soldiers stood in every corner of the motherland holding the red flag, waving, and the picture was finally fixed at the moment when the head of state announced the founding of the country on the rostrum on the founding day, and all countries came to visit!

Everyone, whether it is at the scene or in front of the TV, all those who have blood in their hearts are in tears at this moment, and a song seems to let everyone experience the life of Xinhua from scratch, from weak to strong, and even more as if they have experienced the life of countless enthusiastic martyrs who fought bravely for the motherland, countless old generals and old revolutionaries have been dazzled, and countless people who have come from that era are turning a thousand times in their hearts at this moment! This young man sang their hearts, sang their past, and sang their hopes!