Chapter Ninety-Five: The General Political Art Troupe is here

It was the first time for Shen Yun to communicate with everyone as a second-generation.

Of course, this second generation is really an expired, so there is nothing to be proud of. Instead, Shen Yun gaged for a while, making a group of fighters laugh heartily.

After saying this, the mood of the fighters was much better. In the next few days, even if Gao Daming and the three of them left the team, there were no negative emotions. In this regard, Instructor Gong had to be surprised again and again. After hearing the discussions of the soldiers, he also gave Shen Yun a very loud title - Shen Second Generation.

The word second generation is generally a derogatory word, but there is really no way to depreciate it when it is used on Shen Yun. Because Shen Yun doesn't look like a second generation at all, he is not arrogant at all, but a little second. This second generation of Instructor Gong is what he means.

Time came to the twentieth day of the lunar month in a blink of an eye. There are only ten days left before the Spring Festival.

As soon as he morning, Cheng Tianxin informed everyone that he would collectively lead the team to the Youth League headquarters today to prepare to welcome the art troupe from the General Political Department. I have to say that the art troupe is actually not as easy as imagined, the condolence performance at the end of the year is piled up part-time, it is said that this batch of performances just ended yesterday in a certain unit in Lu Province, packed up their things and flew to them overnight.

Perhaps it is precisely because the army art troupe shares weal and woe with the soldiers that it is extra popular.

Hundreds of people were still training even when they were in a hurry, and one by one they took the small horses and ran to the regiment headquarters in a neat queue. At this time, the regiment headquarters had already sent a car to pick up the comrades of the art troupe from the airport, and the second battalion and the other two battalions came to the large playground, stood in accordance with the daily queue, put down the Mazha in front of the stage that had been arranged, and then returned to the entrance of the regimental department.

At nine o'clock, the walkie-talkie in Captain Liu's hand began to have a signal. This indicates that the car welcoming the art troupe has arrived at the signal receiving area, and a voice sounded in due time: "Report to the regiment commander, the vehicle is only two kilometers away from the regiment headquarters, please be ready to greet it." We expect to arrive in ten or twenty minutes. ”

In fact, two kilometers simply doesn't take so long. It's just that the greeting personnel were afraid that the regiment headquarters was not ready, so they were vacated for so long so that Regiment Commander Liu could make final preparations.

"It's ready here, don't delay, just drive over." Commander Liu's temper naturally does not allow any loopholes, everyone is here at this moment, and the gongs and drums are ready, just waiting to see the shadow of the car, the gongs and drums sound, and the welcome ceremony exclusive to the troops is about to begin.

Turning off the walkie-talkie, Regiment Commander Liu looked at the soldiers behind him, and a loud voice sounded: "Cheer me up." After a while, the comrades of the art troupe will come, and I will find out who is listless, and tomorrow I will go to the farm to raise pigs. Captain Liu's words caused the big guys to stand up straight, raising pigs on the farm is not a good job, and no one wants to stay with the stinky second senior brother all day long.

After finishing speaking, Regiment Commander Liu hurriedly turned around, and not long after, he saw several cars in the distance kicking up dust and speeding all the way. The sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded, and even Shen Yun was a little curious about what the stars of these art troupes looked like. There's no way, who let Shen Yun so far, there is only one head of the Youth League Art Troupe, Jiang Tuan.

The vehicle slowly drove into the gate of the regiment headquarters and stopped at the sound of gongs and drums, and several staff officers of the regiment headquarters hurriedly stepped forward to knock down the baffle, and the first one to jump off the car was actually a middle-aged man with a height of only one hundred and sixteen.

This person Shen Yun didn't know at all, but Regiment Leader Liu was obviously his old acquaintance, and as soon as he jumped out of the car, he greeted Regiment Leader Liu when he saw him: "Liu Tuan, let's meet again." Oops, I haven't seen you for two years, and you're a millimeter taller than me. The middle-aged man didn't care about his height at all, and he made a joke about this when he came up, which made the head of the regiment Liu and the political commissar Wei who came up laugh.

"I haven't seen you for two years, and Captain Pan still likes to tease us so much. It's really hard for you, the condolence performance is spinning, and you haven't rested well, and you're going to be on our stage again. After warmly shaking hands with the short man, Captain Liu greeted the soldiers of the art troupe one by one under the introduction of this man.

Shen Yun smashed Instructor Gong curiously, and asked in a low voice, "Old Gong, who is this sacred, it seems that Captain Liu is quite polite?" ”

"I'll go, old Shen, you don't even know him. You're such a wonder. He is the head of the General Political Art Troupe, called Pan Dahe. This is a true temperament, according to legend, he has traveled through the north and south of the motherland over the years, and has performed for almost every unit. Even many outposts on the Tibetan Plateau have left his footprints. ”

Listening to Instructor Gong's explanation, a wave of admiration rose in Shen Yun's heart.

There are many outposts in the western part of the motherland with complex geographical conditions, harsh climate, and extremely poor living conditions. Some are even called life exclusion zones. This one could have made an excuse to turn down the performances, but he didn't. Not only that, but he also risked his life to bring joy to the soldiers, such a person is a person worthy of his respect.

Looking at the short man at this time, Shen Yun suddenly felt that his spirit was even taller than himself.

But after Shen Yun finished thinking about this, he suddenly found that the soldiers around him were breathing rapidly. When I looked closely, it was actually a heroic woman. Isn't that the Han Yuhua that kid in Chicheng likes, tsk, don't say it, it's really beautiful enough, according to the judging criteria that Shen Yun received in the past, this beautiful girl can give ten points, and she is not afraid of her pride at all.

And Han Yuhua is still single, which brings some people infinite longing.

When Han Yuhua got out of the car, there was a burst of applause in the team, and then this trend expanded, in order not to be scolded by the head of Liu, he simply came down with warm applause from every star in the next step. Thinking about the treatment of Captain Pan just now, Captain Liu smiled a little embarrassedly: "These stinky boys." ”

In the end, it is from the art troupe, and they have seen the world, Han Yuhua and others did not have a trace of astonishment in the face of the sudden applause, but waved to everyone generously. This is even more amazing, a group of young men are like being beaten with chicken blood, and the two slaps are slapping desperately, which makes Shen Yun, a guy who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, suddenly have some spring heart rippling.

When all the members of the General Political Art Troupe got off the bus, they also stood in several columns like Shen Yun's side, led by Commander Pan, and saluted the soldiers.

At all, there was no need to be reminded by Head Liu, and they returned the salute energetically one by one. Straighten up for fear that these stars in front of you, especially female stars, will not see you.