But I never retreated, not to mention in front of Ding Sitian, after a little thought, I had a plan, I made a look at the fat man, the fat man immediately understood, stretched out his hands and pressed down, made a quiet gesture, and said to everyone: "Everyone be quiet, let's ask Comrade Lenin to give you a few words." ”

The educated youth immediately knew what tricks we were going to play, in that era of cultural exhaustion, there were only eight model plays upside down, ordinary people did not have any superfluous cultural entertainment activities, but no matter when, young people always had their own way, one of the most popular entertainment at that time was to imitate the speech of the great man in the movie, and to carry out artistic reprocessing of the existing classics, the difficulty of imitation alone was also quite large, not everyone could learn, once someone learned a little like God, Pretending to be a bit of leadership temperament that ordinary people can't match, and being unique, the imitator will become an idol in the eyes of everyone.

I watched a lot of internal reference movies in the military region back then, I thought about which one to imitate, the Vietnamese movies and North Korean movies of the comrades and brothers are not suitable, there is more than enough tragedy and solemnity but the drama tension is not enough, there is no classic dialogue, it is difficult to bring spiritual impact to the audience through the guò performance, and the domestic ones are not successful, everyone is too familiar, lack of performance difficulty, a little pondering, I and the fat man have a plan in our hearts, so I took local materials, picked up some wool on the grass and stuck it on the upper lip as a fake beard, Touching his hair with some spit into the palm of his hand, the two of them combed their backs into a big back, trying to make their foreheads stand out as much as possible.

The two of us stood face to face in front of the fire, and the intellectuals who sat next to us and watched were all surprised: "Isn't this Lenin and Stalin?" "They understood what I was going to do with the fat man and watched with a grin as we both moved.

I saw that it was not good, the atmosphere was not right, so I quickly turned my head and said to the educated youth: "Everyone has to be strict, don't smile, our performance is to show the solemn atmosphere before the arrival of the revolutionary storm, everyone has to cooperate, otherwise the two of us will not be able to get off the stage if the performance is smashed." ”

Then I and the fat man were motionless, like a sculpture in October Square to freeze a moment in the history of the great man, in fact, the key at this time is that he can't be happy, otherwise don't want to frighten the audience, Ding Sitian took out the piano, the rhythm of the slow and heavy music sounded, with the active cooperation of her accompaniment, the surroundings finally quieted down, the young people were silent, and began to enter the heaviness of the historical chapter from the boredom of singing and dancing just now, and the time seemed to return to the eve of conquering the Winter Palace.

I knew that it was time, and slowly swept my gaze over the crowd, then stared at the fat man, and asked with a melancholy expression: "Comrade Joseph, are you ready to attack the Winter Palace?" As soon as this classic line came out, I felt that I had become Comrade Lenin in the movie, and the audience below me seemed to have become the workers who looked up to Lenin in the movie.

The fat man held his belly up, and took out a kind but dignified, modest but arbitrary second chief, and said to me: "Dear Vlakir Miricci, Nikolai's door will be opened by the brave and fearless working class early tomorrow morning, and we will not hesitate to pay the price of blood for this." ”

I clenched my fists and said with righteous indignation: "Exploitation, oppression, domination, enslavement, assassination, violence, hunger, poverty all come together to devour us...... For thousands of years, the blood of the working class has been shed like a sea, has not we shed enough blood? ”

This paragraph requires fast speech, accurate pronunciation, be sure to launch every word like a cannonball, mobilize the audience's feelings of hatred and hatred, young people in the context of the big era have this common world view and values, the educated youth think of their own fate, and they are really infected, everyone is moved, it is time to set off the atmosphere to **: "If this final victory still needs to shed blood, then let Nikolai's blood flood the Winter Palace...... I took the opportunity to raise my right hand, made a stop gesture, and paused slightly, Then he swung his fist down and said forcefully: "Because of death, it does not belong to the working class!" ”

The fat man standing next to me waited for me to say this last line, immediately raised his fist and took the lead in shouting: "Yes, death does not belong to the working class!" The surrounding intellectuals shouted with the fat man that death did not belong to the working class, and then everyone applauded enthusiastically, and unanimously demanded that Comrade Lenin not be allowed to leave, and that there must be another one.

A flawless performance, the impeccable control of the size of the fire, coupled with the extremely good cooperation of the audience, I have imitated Lenin's speeches more than once, and maybe there will be opportunities to play this game in the future, but I know very well in my heart that whether it is the atmosphere or the feelings, I will never be able to reach this state in the future, and the evening dinner in the grassland of the left banner of Klin is unforgettable.

When I ripped off my fake beard and went back to sit down, Ding Sitian said to me in surprise: "Bayi, you are amazing, I didn't expect you to have this kind of ability, I really regarded you as Comrade Lenin just now, and the performance was too similar." I heard her say this, of course, I got carried away, but I still have to maintain my usual modest nature, that era was popular and reserved, so I waved my hand, a little embarrassed to say: "It's nothing, what is this, there are strange peaks on the river, hidden in the clouds, I can't see it ordinarily, and occasionally show it." ”

The fat man was very envious of my appreciation by the educated youth, and he hurriedly said to Ding Sitian: "Just now I just played Lao Hu, and I didn't have time to show my own style, otherwise I will come to Duan Li Yuhe alone, so that you can see my grandeur ......" Under the active instigation of the fat man, the educated youths started the second round of performances.

Halfway through the night, even those who didn't drink much would drink a few bowls of wine at a greater or lesser level, and everyone would get drunk until I was dazed and I didn't know when I was going to disperse and who carried me into the yurt.

A long night of wind, a blow, sleep darkly, wake up with a headache, a lot of runny nose, it seems that the cold is not good, sleepy eyes looked around, it turned out that he and the fat man, including the "chief" Lao Ni, were arranged in the same yurt, clothes and shoes did not have time to take off, only to see the fat man one leg pressed on the stomach of the old Ni snoring, the old Ni kept talking nonsense, the two did not wake up, there was no other person in the yurt, I estimate that the rest of the herdsmen and educated youth probably went back overnight.

I lost the concept of time, I don't know what time it is, I have a terrible headache, and I want to lie down and sleep again, but before I close my eyes, I find that the sound outside the yurt is not right, rumbling like a thunderstorm, this thunder is like a tide from the east to the yurt where we sleep, I was wondering what happened outside the Han, I saw Ding Sitian rushing in from outside, anxiously shouted to me: "Run out, the cattle are blowing up!" ”