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To be honest, how good would a cultural performance in the army be? It's just that soldiers don't have much opportunity to watch TV, and the entertainment options are limited, so it's popular.
"Next is the ninth program, a program from the Red 3rd and 4th Class of the 702 Regiment, Hard Qigong."
Yunnuo has been sitting next to Gao Cheng and Hong Xingguo watching the show. Yunnuo feels that it is very natural. But in the eyes of others, sitting with the leader can be said to be a sign of status. I just feel that Yunnuo has successfully become the company commander's eye. The red man in.
This is not surprising, even people from the Seventh Steel Company take it for granted. In the Seventh Steel Company, if you stand out, no one will be jealous of you. As long as you don't show off, many people will respect you.
And in front of the stage, a particularly prominent place where chairs and tables were arranged was the head of the regiment and several old officers with high military ranks who they didn't know.
Although these old officers are about fifty years old, they are full of energy and behave like generals. They should be the people from the division headquarters.
"Drink! Yunnuo, do you think this can be called hard qigong?" Gao Cheng pointed at the soldier on the stage who was splitting a brick with his bare hands, half-smiling, waiting for Yunnuo's answer.
Yunnuo chuckled and said calmly: "It's not bad, this guy probably has a lot of practice, but he still gritted his teeth when splitting bricks, it seems he's not home."
"Right! The Red Third Company likes to deal with things that look good but are actually bullshit." Gao Cheng smiled proudly. In his eyes, only his soldiers were the best, while the rest of the companies were just It's just a supporting role.
Yunnuo laughed dumbly and did not agree. Even though he is proud, he will not elevate himself and belittle others. He knows how many powerful people there will be in the old A team that will appear in the future.
Yunnuo still remembers clearly what Yuan Lang, the captain of Lao A, said when he was talking to the team leader.
"I originally estimated that the battle damage ratio this time was one to twenty, but this time it was only one to ten." This is what Yuan Lang said after the military exercise. It sounds arrogant, but in fact, this Is the truth.
Well, that¡¯s what it¡¯s like for people like Gao Cheng. He can¡¯t be said to be good or bad, and he may not have such big prejudices in his heart.
"The next tenth program is brought by soldiers from the art troupe, "Flowers"." The host's voice was obviously higher when he mentioned this program, and he was obviously looking forward to this program.
That¡¯s right, if it weren¡¯t for Yunnuo, this show would have been the finale.
The music is clich¨¦d music from the 1990s, and Yunnuo is noncommittal about this. After all, you can¡¯t expect a guy who is tired of listening to maroon5 and Korean pop to like these clich¨¦d military music.
With the brisk sound of the music, a group of girls aged thirteen to seventeen or eighteen ran out from behind the stage.
The girls are wearing red tops and green bottoms, which is definitely a fashionable combination in modern times. The thick blush on the face and the red flowers on the head have to be said to be full of the feeling of the 1990s.
Yunnuo searched and saw Xiaoxiao who was dancing hard.
Although this little girl¡¯s face was covered by thick makeup, her big eyes, small and delicate nose, and attractive red lips still showed the beauty of her master.
Just look at these dancers raising their arms, bending their wrists and jumping to the music, just like the buds in the garden blooming the most beautiful flowers towards the rising sun.
Amidst the wolf-like howls and huge applause of the soldiers behind him, Yunnuo smiled unknowingly.
The dance ended in only four or five minutes. The girls lined up in a row and bowed to the soldiers. Xiaoxiao almost instantly found Yunnuo, who was sitting in the first row, near Gaocheng.
¡°Ah, this guy¡¯s status is not low, he is sitting next to the company commander. Xiaoxiao was thinking this, but then she thought of the way Yunnuo touched her head just now. Her cheeks, which were already covered by blush, unknowingly turned red again.
"Stop looking! Go and get ready!" Gao Cheng originally laughed and clapped, but suddenly his expression changed and he hurriedly pushed Yun Nuo.
Yunnuo just woke up. The next show is him. He must go backstage quickly!
"Yes!" Yunnuo quickly grabbed the guitar and walked backstage.
When Yunnuo ran from the dressing room to the small room behind the stage, he saw Xiaoxiao, but he had no time to say the apology because the host had already started announcing the curtain.
"Is the performance of the cultural troupe good?" The host guided the atmosphere skillfully, and then there was a cry of ghosts and wolves howling under the stage: "Good!"
"One more!" "One more"??one! ""another one! "
The voices of the soldiers failed to change the original plan. The host followed the lines and said loudly: "Next, there is a very beautiful song. Do you want to listen to it?"
"Think!" While the soldiers shouted in unison, many people began to discuss in low voices.
"Isn't the girl from the art troupe the finale?" A skinny soldier frowned, a little confused.
"Is there still a stage that can hold them down? If I go, is it possible that they are also from the art troupe?" A slightly fat soldier's eyes suddenly shone.
"It shouldn't happen. I only saw the little girl and no one else." As soon as the thin soldier finished speaking, the host on the stage continued to speak.
"Let us welcome Yunnuo from Class 3 of Steel Company 7, and bring us a self-composed song, The Ordinary Road!" After the host finished speaking, he motioned for Yunnuo to come on stage.
At the same time, the host stepped down and handed the microphone to a staff member.
After the staff fixed the guitar microphone with a holder, Yun Nuocai Shi Shiran walked up and sat on the chair in front of the microphone, and waited for the staff to fix a microphone to his mouth.
"Hello everyone, I am Yunnuo." Yunnuo had a calm smile on his face, confident but not arrogant, looking elegant and full of aura.
And in the audience, when they saw Yunnuo coming on stage, there was an uproar.
"Who is this kid? From the Seventh Company of Steel?" "Is there anyone in the Seventh Company of Steel who can sing? And compose his own music?" "Don't tell me, this guy's looks would make him join the art troupe." "Yeah, he doesn't look like a soldier. "
The almost one-sided comments made the brothers of the Seventh Steel Company grit their teeth and frown.
Yunnuo naturally heard a little bit, but he didn't care.
¡°Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang.¡± After plucking a few chords skillfully, Yunnuo swallowed a sip of saliva and moistened his throat. The prelude to the ordinary road began to play.
As expected, all the noisy sounds stopped.
"It sounds great! This intro!" "Yes, the first part of this song is enough!" "I'm really looking forward to it."
Hearing the faint exclamation, Yunnuo opened his mouth.
"Wandering" Yun Nuo's loud and clear voice sounded, but suddenly stopped.
"Dang." A strange guitar sound interrupted Yunnuo's singing.
Yunnuo stopped singing and looked blankly at the guitar in his hand.