(Recommended reading: "Just now, Captain Lei and Captain Han Xiaolei sang very well, but the refugees from Jiangsu and Zhejiang couldn't understand it, right?" The road is far away.

"Yes, yes, Captain Lu, everyone can understand what you sing!"

"I just don't understand, I don't know what I'm singing for a long time......"

Sun Chang Ximen Butcher and Bai Baiyun Brothers and others in the crowd began to scream again, and many refugees followed suit, where would the big dog bear Yang Zongman and others let go of such an opportunity, and they also said that they didn't understand, and laughed strangely.

"Captain Lu, you're cheating!"

Faced with such a large number of unpleasant voices from the people, Lei Ming Han Xiaolei's face suddenly darkened: "We used to sing in the group, but no one ever said that we couldn't understand it!" ”

"Yes, yes, you guys are clearly cheating!"

The Eighth Route Army also shouted, and Liu Minghui also said: "Commander Lu, if you can't afford to lose, forget it, don't use strong words, right?" ”

Lu Yuan didn't speak, and there were refugees who spoke for him, and a few ticket holders from Jiangsu and Zhejiang jumped out and sang a few words of Huangmei Opera, screaming and asking Lei Ming and a group of soldiers from all walks of life: "This is the Huangmei Opera in our hometown, we think it's very good, do you understand?" ”

Lei Ming, Han Xiaolei and the others suddenly stopped talking, looked at each other one by one, and found that they had made a big mistake - they forgot that in the current Trojan County, refugees from Jiangsu and Zhejiang account for the vast majority, and they forgot to consider regional factors.

"Quibble, quibble!" Xiao Cui snorted, but her little face was full of joy.

"I'll just say how he looks confident, it turns out that he is waiting to turn the tables here!" Lin Shiwen said with a smile.

Long Yun said proudly: "Lu Yuan, this guy, has a lot of ghost ideas!" ”

"Really good things must be easy to understand and educational, and according to this era, stimulate people's anti-Japanese passion - this truth Captain Lei and Captain Han, you don't read much, you may not understand, but I think Political Commissar Liu, you should understand, right?"

Lu Yuan said with a smile, and he belittled Lei Ming Han Xiaolei without yin or yang, and the noses of the two of them were crooked, Liu Minghui wanted to justify, but the reaction of the common people just now was ironclad, so he could only hum angrily: "Teachable, I want to see what kind of song you can sing that is easy to understand and can stimulate the anti-Japanese enthusiasm of the Chinese people!" ”

"Our regiment commander will definitely be able to!"

"That's it, Captain Lu will definitely be able to ......"

The people of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, as well as the refugee people, and even the people of the platoon gang all shouted and cheered for Lu Yuan.

"I don't know how to sing, but two days ago I gave us the group song of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, I hope you like it!"

Lu Yuan smiled slightly, stepped into the field, and brewed his emotions slightly before saying, "The sun in the west is about to set......

Parking the boat is quiet on the hill

Play my beloved earthen lute

Sing that beautiful song

Hey, hey, hey

Climb aboard a speeding train

It's like riding a galloping horse

stations and railway lines

It's a good battlefield for us to kill the enemy......

We climbed into the flying car and got the machine gun

Hit the train and blow up the bridge

It's like a steel knife in the chest of an enemy

Beat that devil to death......"

This is the theme song of the movie railway guerrillas more than 20 years later, describing the guerrillas fighting devils behind the enemy, Lu Yuan directly changed the Weishan Lake in this song to the boat mountain in Muma County, which does not make people feel abrupt at all, and it is also in line with the real situation of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment in the War of Resistance behind the enemy, although it has not happened, but as long as the battle continues, it is inevitable to hit the train and blow up the bridge, grab the machine gun, and get all kinds of weapons from the devils.

The melody is catchy, the lyrics are straightforward, and everyone, even children, know what they are singing when they hear it, effortlessly.

In the lyrical part of the first few sentences, people's feelings are not too deep, but Zhang Zaixian waited for the people to hear the words "Stopping the Boat Mountain" in the lyrics, and applauded loudly with excitement, but when the lyrics entered the fast song part, I heard that we climbed the flying car and engaged in machine guns, hit the train and blew up the bridge, just like a steel knife inserted into the enemy's chest, and the ghost was terrified...... , the audience was sensational and applauded.

"Kill, kill all the little devils!"

"Kill them......"

Even many ordinary people who witnessed the ferocity of the little devils, Yang Zongman, the big bear, the lone wolf and others jumped up directly from the ground, shouting and killing, which directly pushed everyone's fanatical emotions to the peak, and the sound of the mountains and tsunamis rushed straight into the sky, and it was endless for a long time.

Even when those Eighth Route soldiers heard that it was like a steel knife inserted into the enemy's chest, and the ghosts they beat were frightened, they couldn't help but raise their arms and shout loudly, and even Ding Shan and several other Eighth Route Regiment Commanders and Political Commissar Liu Minghui also stood up and slapped red.

"These traitors!"

Seeing the performance of these soldiers and Ding Shan, Liu Minghui and others, Lei Ming Han Xiaolei gritted his teeth angrily, scolded indignantly, but he couldn't help but be attracted by the picture described in the lyrics, as if he saw the scene where he stabbed the bayonet into the heart of the little devil, and secretly exclaimed.

“…… The sun is about to set in the west,

The end of the devil is coming.

Play my beloved earthen lute,

Sing that beautiful song.

Hey.....

At the end of the singing, everyone in the entire square sang with Lu Yuan, their faces flushed, and Su Yan recorded with a pen, his face flushed with excitement.

"It's good, it's good......"

Long Yun was choked up slightly with excitement, her eyes were full of tears, this song reminded her of her father and fellow disciples who died at the hands of the Japanese criminals, hoping that she could pick up the steel knife and slash at the devil's head!

"Did Lu Yuan write this song himself? If he wrote it, what a genius! ”

Lin Si's clapping and slapping were painful, Lin Shiwen Xiaocui pouted on the side, and said in her heart Such a beautiful song, if it wasn't for Lu Yuan's own writing and singing it for the first time today, I'm afraid it would have spread all over the country, how could I have heard about it now.

Thinking of this, Lin Shiwen's eyes were full of unconcealable love and sorrow when she looked at Lu Yuan, in love with his talent and the endless fighting spirit that did not yield in the face of the strong Japanese, sad that he already had Long Yun, and he was not in his heart at all.

When the last note fell, everyone applauded and asked Lu Yuan to sing it again, Lu Yuan pointed at Su Yan and said, "Deputy Head Su has recorded it, and I will teach everyone to sing it in the future!" "The common people can be regarded as stopping.

"Lu Yuan, you're so good!"

Long Yun was screaming, waving to him desperately, that look was like those crazy star-chasing girls decades later, Lin Shiwen beside her was smiling sweetly, looking at Lu Yuan, completely ignoring the eyes of many people and the people of the Baluchuan Legion, they felt glorious because of him.

"This road is far away, he is really a god and a man, a man of all civil and military talents, if I don't see it with my own eyes, I will never believe that there are such characters in this world!" Ding Shan and other leaders of the Eighth Route also sighed, looking at Lu Yuan's eyes with deep admiration.

Looking at everyone, Lu Yuan secretly blushed, this plagiarism is also so sought after, he is really- so happy.

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