“…… Please enjoy the song and dance "Red Star Follows Me to Fight" jointly performed by the comrades-in-arms cultural attack troupe. ”

As the host's voice fell, the actors of the comrades-in-arms who had already taken the stage began to play, and the melodious music resounded throughout the hall.

The dancers also began to dance to the sound of music.

"Little Bamboo Pai River Midstream"

"Walking on both sides of the towering green mountains"

"The Eagle Spreads Its Wings"

"Even if the wind and rain ......"

Zhang Zhonghua's appearance and singing voice dazzled all the audience, and the lyrics were obviously sung in the south, and many old comrades recalled the days when they lived, fought and worked in southern Jiangnan in the past.

"This little comrade, at a young age, is very good at both the level of writing and singing, and the future is terrifying!" The instructor said while looking at the actors' materials in the audience.

It is clearly written in the information that Zhang Zhonghua, 18 years old, is also the deputy head of the propaganda department of the Red Star Rolling Mill under the ministry. also noted that Zhang Zhonghua is the creator of "Red Star Follows Me to Fight", which is indeed a little too young.

"Yes, instructor, it's really terrifying. His singing reminded me of when we were in the green waters and green mountains of the Gannan base area, and it was very pleasant to be boating in the river at that time. Mr. Wu, who was next to the instructor, also sighed.

"Yes, thirty years have passed, and many of the original comrades are gone." The instructor recalled his life in Gannan and the comrades he was with him back then, and said with some sadness.

"yes, thirty years have passed. Speaking of this little Comrade Zhang Zhonghua, I have seen it before, and you, teacher, have also seen it! Mr. Wu also sighed, and then seemed to suddenly remember something to say to the instructor.

"Oh, I've seen him too, and I'm really not impressed." Hearing Mr. Wu's words, the instructor took a serious look at Zhang Zhonghua on the stage, although he felt that his appearance was somewhat familiar, but he really didn't have any impression.

"He was very young at that time, my old name is a little familiar, and he is too young, I specifically asked the relevant personnel about his situation, and only then did I know, the old Zhang of the guard company during the Long March, instructor, do you remember?"

"You mean?" Hearing Mr. Wu mention the deceased who was no longer there, the instructor was obviously stunned for a moment.

"That's right, he is Lao Zhang's grandson, I didn't expect it to be so big in a blink of an eye." Mr. Wu looked at Zhang Zhonghua, who was tall and burly on the stage with a resolute face, and he was also emotional.

The instructor heard Zhang Zhonghua's life experience, and then was silent for a while: "I remember the old Zhang family......"

"Yes, Lao Zhang's family is left with this child."

"Ugh." The instructor sighed and didn't say anything more, just staring intently at Zhang Zhonghua on the stage.

Thinking of the countless close comrades-in-arms who had fallen on the road to final victory, the instructor couldn't help but feel a little sad.

After looking at the old man on the stage, the instructor was full of emotion in his heart, and the instructor, who had always been talented, and who could guide the country and scold Fang Xuan, did not know how to express his feelings at this time, and could only be silent.

Seeing that the instructor was not talking, staring intently at Zhang Zhonghua on the stage, with a trace of sadness in his expression, Mr. Wu beckoned to the staff to explain a few words, and continued to watch the show intently.

"Smashing the Old World of All Evil"

"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are covered with splendor"

"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains ~ brocade ~ embroidery ~~"

Soon the program ended in a few minutes, and as the last lyrics fell, the whole auditorium burst into thunderous applause.

Zhang Zhonghua, who returned backstage after the singing, also breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said in his heart: Break the fee!

Zhang Zhonghua looked at the comrades-in-arms who were excitedly hugging each other, and everyone in the Wenqiao Regiment also decisively joined in the celebration.

It was the first time to experience such a big scene and sing for the great people in the audience, even Zhang Zhonghua, who has been a man of two lifetimes, couldn't help but be a little excited.

After everyone celebrated a little, everyone began to pack up their things and prepare to leave, so as not to cause congestion backstage and delay the follow-up performance.

"Is Comrade Zhang Zhonghua here?" Zhang Zhonghua, who was about to leave, suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Hello comrade, I am Zhang Zhonghua, may I ask who you are?" Looking at the person who called him, it was obvious that it was the staff of the hall, Zhang Zhonghua asked politely.

"Hello Comrade Zhang Zhonghua, I am a staff member of the synagogue."

"Hello, do you have anything to do with me?"

"The chief told you not to leave after the performance, I want to see you."

The chief wants to see himself? Could it be that some acquaintance in the audience recognized him? But there is no need to leave me in the hall to meet, Zhang Zhonghua was a little unsure and asked: "This comrade, may I ask which chief wants to see me?"

"It's Mr. Wu who wants to see you!" The staff said with some envy.

When Zhang Zhonghua heard that Mr. Wu wanted to see him, his brain suddenly went blank, and he was completely stunned, he racked his brains, and he would not have thought that it was Mr. Wu who wanted to see him.

At this time, Zhang Zhonghua's psychological activity was: I'm going, I'm not dreaming, right? What should I say when I see my husband? Do you want to prepare a notebook for Mr. to sign?

The surrounding comrades-in-arms and the people in the Wenqiao Group were also stunned, Mr. Wu actually wanted Zhang Zhonghua, this kid? What's the situation?

"What, comrade, you're not joking with me, Mr. Wu wants to see me?" Zhang Zhonghua felt that he was not dreaming, or that he was hallucinating, so he confirmed with the staff in front of him.

"It's true that Mr. Wu wants to see you." Regarding Zhang Zhonghua's reaction, the staff expressed their understanding very well, and if they were told that Mr. Wu wanted to see him, it would probably be the same reaction.

"But, what is Mr. Wu looking for me?"

"That's not something I can know!"

Zhang Zhonghua thought to himself, he was just a staff member and didn't know it was normal: "What about my colleagues?"

After speaking, Zhang Zhonghua looked at his comrades-in-arms and everyone in the Wenqiao group.

"They can go back first, and when we meet Mr. Wu, we will arrange a car to take you back."

"Okay." After saying that, Zhang Zhonghua changed his clothes, handed over his things to his comrades-in-arms, and the actors of the Cultural Attack Troupe followed the staff of the hall away.

With Zhang Zhonghua's departure, the comrades-in-arms of the Cultural Attack Group started chattering.

Outside the back door of the hall, the head of the Cultural Attack Troupe, Li and Wei Zhengwei, who were waiting for the members of the Cultural Attack Troupe, saw a group of actors walking out happily and immediately greeted them.

"Hahaha, comrades have worked hard, I will treat you well when I go back." The folds on Captain Li's smiling face were piled up.

"That's right, you are all the heroes of our comrades-in-arms' cultural attack group, I will ask for credit for you when I go back, hey, what about Xiaohua?" As he was talking, Wei Zhengwei suddenly found that Zhang Zhonghua was not there, so he asked.

Everyone in the Cultural Attack Regiment, you look at me, I look at you, and finally focused their eyes on Captain Kong.

"Lao Kong, what's going on? What about Xiaohua? ”

"What, the staff said that Mr. Wu wanted to see Xiaohua, so they left him behind, let us go back first."

"Oh, it turned out to be Wu...... Who are you talking about? ”

"Mr. Wu!"

"Mr. Wu asked Zhang Zhonghua to take him away, saying that he wanted to see him?"

Head Li and Wei Zhengwei looked at each other.

Wei Zhengwei, who reacted first, said: "Let's go, what are you doing here?" Brought it back, brought it back, and went home to dinner. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, we will have a meal, and if you don't get drunk today, you won't be able to celebrate your achievements."

After speaking, Regiment Commander Li and Wei Zhengwei led everyone to wait for the car, and returned to the comrades-in-arms Wenqiao Regiment in a puff of smoke.