The people outside are gathering more and more, and when Master Zheng saw this, he waved his hand. "We went to the hospital cafeteria, which was a big place. Let more fighters listen to these two songs. He looked at Yang Xiao on the hospital bed again, and ordered, "Carry him and Yang Qingfeng there." ”

Immediately someone began to set up, and someone began to prepare to lift the bed. At this time, Lu Li came up and said, "Yang Xiao, why do you think the four of us have two songs?" I heard Professor Zhang talk about your creative ability. ”

When everyone heard this, they all stopped and looked at Yang Xiao. Lu Li knows Zhang Zhongliang's evaluation of Yang Xiao: a musical genius, a classic in his head. Yang Xiao doesn't know this evaluation, but it's close to reality.

Yang Xiao smiled, "Little things, you wait a little." After speaking, he picked up a pen and paper and wrote two songs in a row. "Bloodstained Style", this song is suitable for gay men to sing. And this song "Looking at the Starry Sky" is suitable for lesbians to sing. Let's sum it up. ”

Everyone in the room was stunned again, in such a short time, they were surprised so many times, this Yang Xiao brought them too many surprises. Senior Commander Zheng and several other leaders liked this little comrade more and more.

Yang Xiao was thinking, bullets on the battlefield don't have eyes. In case something happens on the battlefield, let's leave some more works in this world. At present, those earnings should be enough for their parents to provide for the elderly.

Yang Xiao and his entourage came to the hospital canteen hall. Everyone was busy setting up tables and chairs, and they were busy setting up microphone speakers. And several comrades of the art troupe were practicing in the corner, and some were adjusting the instruments.

And Yang Xiao has become a special existence, his hospital bed is placed in the center of the front row, and the leaders are seated on both sides. Senior Commander Zheng and Political Commissar Wang whispered to him from time to time, of course, wanting to know more about the situation.

The effort was not big, and the comrades of the art troupe finished practicing and officially appeared. Yang Xiao sighed in his heart, sure enough, it is the national team, this business ability and quality are not ordinary, and he is familiar with the songs and accompaniment so quickly.

The hall of the cafeteria resounded with beautiful singing in turn. To be honest, I want you to be like this, too. The old mother at home is already full of gray hair. …… The singing on the stage was emotional, and the soldiers in the audience were moved to listen. What are you here for? It's for our mother, to defend our home.

Bloodstained demeanor. Maybe I say goodbye and won't come back. …… Listening to the singing on stage, Yang Xiao thought of another thing. Before coming to the front line, he thought about writing a few classic military songs from his previous life for the soldiers on the front line. Because the military song is relatively niche, he deliberately checked the information, but he was shocked.

In this world, there are also a series of more than a dozen classic military songs that appeared in previous lives, such as "Military Song of the People's Liberation Army", "Singing the Motherland", "I am a Soldier", "Defending the Yellow River", and "Song of the Guerrillas".

Looking, watching, the most bizarre thing about Yang Xiao is that the songwriters are actually all alone. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back, because he knew that in his previous life, these songwriters were by no means alone.

The PLA military song was composed during the Anti-Japanese War, and the composer Zheng Lucheng and the lyricist lived in the same cave. Singing about the motherland was written by songwriter Wang Xin on the train shortly after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Then there is only one conclusion, and maybe someone has also crossed into this parallel world like him.

Seeing that the songwriter is called Ding Zhenshan, there is no Du Niang now, and I can't find the information. Yang Xiao asked Zhang Zhongliang on the side, but he didn't expect the information he got to almost make him throw away the phone. The songwriter is not only alive, but also an elder-level leader. He took the time to go to the library to look for the biography of the founding figure, and after reading it, he was silent.

I really didn't expect to meet people in the same way when I traveled to this parallel world. What to do? The advantage of his own foresight is gone in front of others. He has caused so many troubles, and with the strength of the elders, he should find himself soon. So what do you do? How do I insure myself? Yang Xiao was out of proportion for a while.

On stage, he continued to sing the fifteenth moon and look at the starry sky. The cadres and soldiers in the audience who listened to the applause repeatedly asked to sing it again. The singers and accompanists were also very excited and fulfilled the demands of the fighters. In the end, the soldiers were familiar with the song and sang together, but Yang Xiao's thoughts drifted into the distance.

At that time, he insisted on coming to the front line, but he also wanted to be quiet and think about the next countermeasures, and he also had the idea of avoiding the limelight. If you look at it from another angle and you are the other party, how should you deal with this matter? Thinking about it gave him a little headache.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing as a double worn. He was a little complacent, but now he was a little frightened. Sure enough, crossing is not omnipotent, and perhaps only age is the only advantage.

Wait, age? Yang Xiao's head flashed. According to the biography, this Elder Ding is nearly eighty years old, so age is the only disadvantage of that person.

And in which year did he travel over in his previous life? This point is very important to Yang Xiao. Think about the songs he wrote, most of them were before the early eighties.

That is to say, I should have more than 30 years of information. This may be Yang Xiao's only advantage. Thinking of this, his heart settled down a little, and at least there was still a little capital for confrontation.

Things work themselves out. The living can still suffocate urine, and the information of the next thirty years or so is currently unique to him in this world, which is the seller's market. If the other party wants to get this information, it must be exchanged, and the initiative is in their own hands. If the other party forcibly obtains information, it can only be a fish to death, and the net will not be broken.

This is the information he will rely on for survival in the future, and it must not be handed over. Any alliance is built on the basis of interests, and without the existence of interests, it is just a bunker on the beach, and the sea water will dissipate as soon as it comes. It's a big deal to be born again, I've already lived once, what are you afraid of?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao was a little enlightened, he was not afraid of death, what else was he afraid of? He looked up and looked around, and his comrades-in-arms were all beaming, happy in their hearts, and smiling and appreciating.

Joy is always short-lived, and there is an end to singing songs. Several leaders of the division headquarters and several professional actors came to congratulate him, Yang Xiao had something in his heart, and went back to rest after a few words. Everyone didn't care, after all, they were injured, and they would be a little tired from watching the show for such a long time.

Several chief officers of the 199th Division were sitting there swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and Division Commander Zheng looked at everyone, scratched his head and said. "This little guy is really going to give us a problem."

Director Wang of the Political Department also likes Yang Xiao very much, and the Political Department is responsible for the assessment of the soldier's meritorious service, so he should be the first to express his opinion.

"Commander, this is not a problem, we will reward him according to the regulations. It's just that the successive meritorious services have made outsiders somewhat misunderstood. But these four songs, the soldiers really like it very much.

You can listen to the outside, the soldiers are singing everywhere, which is very morale-boosting. Based on this alone, I think it's a bit low to give a third-class skill. ”