The magnificent performance hall of the Great Hall of the People is now carrying out a literary and artistic performance on the central stage to commemorate the 56 th anniversary of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and the main performers are military literary and artistic workers from the song and dance troupes of several major military regions.

Under the stage, the gray-haired old cadres of the army enjoyed a series of literary and artistic programs carefully arranged for them by the song and dance troupe.

Because it was to commemorate the 56th anniversary of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, all the veteran military leaders who participated in the meeting changed into the uniforms that represented their lifelong glory, and at the same time, they proudly arranged all the military medals they had won neatly on the left side of their chests. As far as the eye can see, almost every table is shining, and it can really be said that the stars are shining and shining.

On the edge of the venue, there were a small number of senior reporters from party and military newspapers such as the People's Daily and the People's Liberation Army Daily, wandering, from time to time choosing the right angle to press the shutter of the camera in their hands, leaving precious images for this solemn moment.

Of course, not only these, in fact, party and state leaders, as well as a small number of local leaders and social celebrities, also attended the event and watched this grand art performance.

At the large round table No. 8, among the seven or eight white-haired old soldiers, there sat a man dressed in a dark black tunic. A young man with black hair, among this group of old military leaders in military uniforms, no matter how low-key this young man is, he still looks particularly eye-catching, there is no way, I am afraid that he is the only young representative who can have a place to sit down.

It is also thanks to the fact that this is a party of high political significance, and the political literacy of the media staff is not ordinarily high, even if it is easy to find this news breaking point, but no one will deliberately go out of their way to capture the news about this young official who is qualified to sit here and watch the performance.

While watching theatrical performances. From time to time, the young man chatted with several old military leaders around him. I listened intently to these old generals talking about their career as a horseman, and it seemed that the atmosphere at this table was quite harmonious and harmonious.

And this young man who was particularly eye-catching at the party scene was none other than Chen Yang, Secretary of the Party Committee of Huahai City, who was invited to participate in the commemorative event on behalf of Huahai City.

Honestly. When I first received a letter from the Office of the Central Committee. He was still a little hesitant to come. After all, he was only invited to attend, and he only attended the least important party, which was completely a role that could come or not. is not an indispensable figure like the elders, and it is approaching the end of the year, Hua Hai's work schedule has been very heavy recently, so he simply replied that he couldn't come, but he didn't know how it reached the ears of the principal, and Yu Qiang came over on a phone call to talk about him, and in the end he could only honestly put down the work at hand and flew over from Hua Hai to watch such a theatrical performance that seemed to him to be really no bright spot.

But he wouldn't be bored this night, just listening to the old military leaders at his table talking about the mountains was worth his special flight.

"Old Zhou, you shouldn't be bragging, right? You also went to the Battle of Songgu Peak? Didn't you just say that you had been recuperating in Shiji before the Second Battle? ”

Chen Yang looked at a white-haired old man beside him with a puzzled face, and unceremoniously pointed out the flaws in the middle of the old man's context.

When the old man heard this, he pursed his lips, picked up the teacup in front of him and poured a big sip of tea, and then refuted unhurriedly: "You Xiao Chen, how many questions do you know?" You ask these old guys around me, I was the commander of the 113th Division of the 38th Army at that time, our army received an order from Mr. Peng, outflanked and blocked the attack, and I was in a hurry when I received the order, and immediately got out of the hospital bed to keep up with the large troops, Songgufeng I took our division to hard top a fifth division of the US army, a cavalry division, and a brigade of the British army, oh yes, there is also a Turkish brigade, if our division does not go up, who of them can withstand those fully mechanized coalition forces! ”

The old man bragged unashamedly, and the other old military leaders on the side laughed, but no one refuted him.

Chen Yang also laughed when he heard this, and immediately echoed: "Hehe, Zhou Lao, after the victory of your 38th Army in the second battle, Mr. Peng said in a telegram that the 38th Army is long live, you are so bullish, why don't Mr. Peng add a sentence of long live your 113th Division, so that you are the head of the long-lived division." ”

Because of Mr. Peng's joke, the 38th Army had the well-known nickname of "Long Live Army" after the second battle, and it was Chen Yang who made this joke.

"You stinky boy, you deliberately make fun of my old man, don't you?"

Old man Zhou blew his beard and glared at Chen Yang.

"Old Zhou, you are angry, where do I dare to do me."

Chen Yang hurriedly smiled and picked up the teapot as a waiter, pouring tea for these loveliest people on the battlefield in the past.

At this time, a famous host of CCTV who was born in the military strode to the center of the stage, and recited a poem to the leaders present, enthusiastically eulogizing the heroic commanders and fighters of the volunteers who fought in North Korea, and finally introduced aloud: "The following is the last program of this performance, a young performing artist from the General Political Song and Dance Troupe, a solo song by Comrade Lin Yu, "My Motherland", Please enjoy the leaders and guests present. ”

Soon, host Zhu retreated behind the scenes, and the curtain behind slowly opened, Lin Yu, dressed in a green straight military salute uniform, appeared in the center of the stage, and behind her, a large number of members from the Central Orchestra were sounding on the scene, and a famous conductor with a straight waist stood on the podium and was gracefully preparing to conduct the orchestra for the soundtrack.

After a short time, as the baton drew a strong and powerful arc in the air, the melodious song prelude sounded, and then, the huge projection screen hanging on the central curtain slowly displayed a series of precious historical photos and videos, all of which were precious documents taken by war correspondents in the rain of bullets, and even some of them were top-secret archives that had never been made public in front of the Chinese people.

As the old photos continued to pass in front of everyone's eyes, the entire banquet hall immediately fell completely silent, and there seemed to be a kind of heavy solemnity that people could clearly feel in the scene.

Chen Yang even vaguely felt that when these extremely precious old photos were displayed one by one along with the melody of the song, the old generals sitting next to him with great military achievements all straightened their waists one by one, and they didn't mean to laugh and chat, everyone stared at the old photos that crossed their eyes.

Chen Yang knew that even though the projection screen was huge enough, many of them could no longer see the contents of the photos, but despite this, they still looked at these old photos with their cloudy eyes, which carried their glorious history and infinite emotions.

The eyes of many old generals have been moistened at some point, including Zhou Lao, who has been laughing loudly in front of him, especially when a photo taken by the famous writer Wei Wei on the battlefield of Songgufeng after the end of the second battle was displayed, when Zhou Lao saw the layers of shocking corpses in the photo, he was the commander of the 113th Division of the 38th Army at the time, and he could no longer suppress his excitement, and tears instantly filled his eyes, and his thin body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Old Zhou, the martyrs have rested in peace, you have to take care of your body more."

Chen Yang gently held Zhou Lao's trembling hand and comforted him in a very low voice.

At this moment, Lin Yu's heavenly singing voice slowly sounded.

"Good mountains, good waters, good places, how wide the roads are, my house lives on the shore, friends come and have good wine, if the jackal comes, it is greeted with a shotgun, this is a strong motherland, it is where I grew up"

I have to say that although Lin Yu used to be a diva in the pop music scene, her singing style has changed a lot, and when she sings this revolutionary song decades ago with her heavenly voice, she is still so moving, even the most discerning ears, I am afraid they can't find her flaws.

And her emotional singing pushed the atmosphere of the entire banquet hall to a climax, and almost everywhere you can see many old generals who were strong and iron-clad in the past irrepressibly choked.

Chen Yang is also listening to Lin Yu's singing attentively at the moment, in fact, as early as more than ten years ago, when he just met Lin Yu, an underage girl, he had already heard Lin Yu sing this song, back then, he was deeply moved by Lin Yu's singing, and tonight is even more so, he has almost never shed tears, at this moment, in such an environmental atmosphere, in Lin Yu's moving singing, he seems to have begun to feel a little sour.

"This stinky girl, how can you do it, what are you doing so sensational!"

Chen Yang was unwilling to face his vulnerability, but complained in his stomach about Miss Renlin.

At the end of the song, Lin Yu bowed deeply to everyone, and then, when the curtain slowly fell, the old generals who were still immersed in the past remembered, and then, a thunderous applause instantly sounded in the banquet hall.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, what is the name of this little girl introduced earlier? It's a good song! ”

Old Zhou sighed with some unfinished sighs.

"It seems to be called Lin Yu, the singer of the General Political Department."

Chen Yang sweated, but still replied honestly. (To be continued......)