Ye Chen looked at the people around him, most of them looked at the veteran in front of him with great reverence after knowing Hong Weiguo's identity. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Perhaps for them, battle heroes only exist in their legends, and it is even more difficult to see the true face.

Some people even think that those heroic deeds are true or false, and seeing is believing and hearing is false, so most of them are in a state of doubt.

But now they saw with their own eyes that the veteran in front of them was indeed a combat hero, with a first-class military merit medal, an award certificate, and a discharge certificate and ID card, all of which could not be faked.

Everyone has this lofty respect for heroes in their hearts, which is an emotion from the bottom of their hearts, and Ye Chen is the same.

Hong Weiguo obviously didn't expect this situation in front of him, and he didn't know what to do, and the money that was taken by Cheng Guodong and others was not accepted, nor was it not.

Ye Chen looked at Hong Weiguo and said, "Old regiment leader, do you know how to sing military songs!" ”

"Yes, "March of the Volunteers", "March of the Eighth Route Army", "Song of the Guerrillas", and the others are not very good at singing, I am not full of five notes, and I am always laughed at at the beginning."

Ye Chen listened to Hong Weiguo's words and said: "The old chief, these are not things, in this way, you are familiar with the song first, girl, how about we have another charity singing today?" ”

Wang Sidi knew what Ye Chen meant, and said with a smile: "No problem, hey, that handsome guy, can you lend us your guitar?"

Although there are only guitars here, and other musical instruments cannot be counted on, a guitar is enough for Ye Chen.

The young man who was stared at by Wang Sidi cooperated very well and untied his guitar and gave it to Wang Sidi, looking at the packaging on it, it was a new guitar at a glance.

"Thank you!"

Ye Chen and Wang Sidi smiled at the young man and thanked him at the same time, and then Ye Chen said to Wang Sidi: "Girl, haven't you heard of the guitar version of us soldiers, this tune is more rubbing, so you can sing, no problem!" ”

Wang Sidi smiled: "I have practiced this in private, no problem!" ”

Hong Weiguo looked at Ye Chen and said a little incomprehensibly: "Little comrade, what are you going to do?" ”

Ye Chen said with a smile: "Old chief, you are our regiment commander's comrade-in-arms, that is, my senior, I should do something for my seniors as a junior, even if you are not my regiment commander's comrade-in-arms, you are still worthy of me doing this." ”

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he turned his head, tuned the guitar voice a few times and said to the onlookers: "Today Ye Chen, Ye Chen, a soldier of the People's Liberation Army of the avant-garde art troupe drama club, has participated in several performances, if you know "We are soldiers" and "Little Poplar" The comrades must be able to recognize me, today in front of me, I thought that the old chief in order not to trouble the government, only to work in the capital encountered difficulties, I can only do my own meager strength, today I will be here on the street of Wangfujing, on the spot, All the income is given to the old chiefs around me, and as witnesses, I hope you can support you. ”

Hong Weiguo wanted to say something, but Ye Chen had already talked about the guitar, and as soon as the soft voice sounded, although the music from the guitar was not high, it had another kind of enjoyment.

"What is the difference between us soldiers and soldiers?

Just because we are all wearing, unpretentious military uniforms.

Since I left my hometown, it has been difficult to see my parents. ”

Wang Sidi's soft voice with a loud tune thought about it on Wangfujing Street, for this song, I have never heard the female version, so the people around me gathered around as soon as they heard this voice.

In this way, there are more and more people, and after knowing the truth, the audience has also offered their hearts.

Ye Chen is playing affectionately, Wang Sidi is singing emotionally, and at this moment, the two are like a happy couple, bringing this touching music to everyone.

When the guitar sound of "Let's Be a Soldier" fell, Ye Chen and Wang Sidi looked at each other, as if they understood each other's meaning.

The music of "Little Poplar" sounded slowly, like the sound of the wind blowing over the side plug, and the song remembered that the thriving growth of the little poplar was like a rising red star, and finally became a towering tree after all difficulties.

Ye Chen looked at Hong Weiguo while talking about the guitar, and Hong Weiguo's tears couldn't help but flow down at this moment.

He has experienced too many things in the past few years, because he has no arms, he has found a few jobs, but he was fired soon after, and he has touched the wall countless times, although he has a state subsidy, but in the past few years, after his mother fell ill, he gradually couldn't make ends meet, so he went to ask the government to help him find a job to watch the door, but the meager income could not support the expensive expenses.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and planned to come to the capital to work and make money, and handed over the old man in the family to the neighbors to help, because he returned from retirement and did not marry because he was disabled.

After arriving in the capital, it was far from being what he thought, and it was even more difficult to find a job, even on the construction site, he was not willing to ask for himself, and someone once suggested that he might be able to exchange for a good job with his military medal, or go to trouble the government.

It's just that he rejected these without hesitation, because he knew that the country was now in the stage of development, and many places needed money, and he didn't want to trouble the government, so he came to this point.

After singing "Little Poplar", Ye Chen saw the old man coming over.

I don't know when the old man who said that he would invite the old man to the teahouse to drink tea came back wearing a Tang costume and bringing a new set of clothes and said: "Old brother, come, I'll play the erhu, you come to sing the "March of the Volunteers", okay?" ”

Hong Weiguo snorted and said, "Okay! ”

The old man's erhu is blackened, it looks like an old antique, and there are slight cracks in some places, and the horsetail bow is thin and soft, as if it will break when the next Buddha is placed.

The sound of the erhu was high and majestic at the beginning, shaking in the hearts of everyone, and then like a strong breeze accompanied by a discordant song that set off a ripple in the crowd, the sound came and went, and the passionate tune was like a Buddha who brought people to the battlefield at that time, with smoke everywhere and gunshots continuously.

In the end, under the command of Ye Chen, the surrounding crowd echoed Hong Weiguo's voice and sang the "March of the Heroic Army", which was positioned as the national anthem.

"Get up! Get up! Get up!

We are all of one,

Braving enemy fire, advance!

Braving enemy fire, advance!

Advance! Forward, Forward! ”

Although Hong Weiguo's singing skills are not good, when he sings this song, he is full of high respect, and sings it word by word from his mouth, which is not just pure music, but from the resonance of the heart.

The sustenance in his heart and the five-star red flag waving in the wind!

At the end of the song, the sound is not stopped, and it echoes in the streets and alleys of Wangfujing.