Chapter 35 New Year's Eve Party (4)

  "The next program, the sketch 'Selling Crutches', author, General Song Zhe-wu." As soon as Wang Ya-li announced the author, there was an immediate burst of amazement from the audience, "It's General Song again!" The whole venue immediately recalled the thunderous applause, and the soldiers were proud and proud to have such a talented commander. While the ordinary people not only had admiration and curiosity, they were more grateful, never having such a high-ranking official care about them, let alone give them food and clothing.

  This sketch owes the most to Song Zhe Wu's efforts. Whenever he had time, Song would rush to the scene to direct. However, the original Zhao Da Ye and Fan Da Shi's extraordinary style was absolutely impossible for the two actors to replicate. But under Song's personal guidance, the two actors managed to capture about 70% of the spirit. What surprised Song was that the female supporting actress performed exceptionally well, especially with her sudden bursts of laughter. The sketch's ubiquitous and easily overlooked details left people in awe.

  If the song just now brought everyone's cheers, the audience was cheering for the melody and excited for the lyrics. But at this time, everyone is completely being fooled by the constant packaging in this sketch, with laughter and applause. "Is it a monkey riding on the tree, not seven of them?!" The actor who guest-starred as Fan Dada's expression was so silly that it brought wave after wave of laughter from below.

  Song Zhe-wu saw through the gap in the curtain that everyone in the reed shed was squeezed to the front, laughing together. The audience below was even more chaotic, with everyone laughing so hard they were falling over each other, and even the soldiers maintaining order in the aisle couldn't help but laugh until they fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Meanwhile, the officer leading the team laughed loudly while also using his foot to kick the soldiers who had fallen to the ground back into line to continue their duties.

  The sketch ended for a full 5 minutes before the audience's fervent emotions gradually subsided.

  Under Fang Zhen's inquiring gaze, Song Zhewu nodded in agreement. Next was Song Zhewu's performance. Fang Zhen signaled Li Rujun to go up and report the program, but unexpectedly Wang Yali also went up on stage. When arranging the reporting order, the two had a dispute over who would report this song. Although Song Zhewu had two songs, both knew that "Huaigu" was the best of the best and would be enduring. Later, Fang Zhen had no choice but to let them draw lots, and Li Rujun won. When Wang Yali went up, Song Zhewu saw that she wanted to rush to report the program. Before Song Zhewu could arrange anything, Fang Zhen quickly rushed onto the stage, arrived behind the two who were about to fight over the microphone, said a few words in a low voice, took the microphone, cleared his throat: "Next program: song, 'The Yangtze River flows eastward'." Then he handed the microphone to Li Rujun. Li Rujun continued to report: "Singer, General Song Zhewu." Then Wang Yali followed up with another report: "Lyrics and composition, General Song Zhewu."

  "Wow." A warm applause erupted from the audience. All of the previous songs were written and composed by Song Zhe Wu, this time he even sang it himself, immediately capturing the full attention of the entire audience.

  Song Zhe Wu walked up to the stage in big strides, first bowing to the audience and then separately to the awnings on both sides. As Song Zhe Wu bowed, he saw that almost everyone, regardless of whether they were civilians, soldiers, reporters, or people like Shang Zhen, Zhang Zhizhong, Lin Wei, Yan Yangchu, Meng Chu, Party Secretary Chen, including Xiao Guodong and others, had looks of astonishment and surprise on their faces!

  Today's Spring Festival Gala, whether it's the innovative form or the wonderful content, has left everyone deeply amazed! Of course, for journalists and Shang Zhen, Zhang Zhizhong, Lin Wei and others, it's not just a matter of surprise, but shock, absolute shock! No one will forget this evening that will still be talked about with relish and remembered fondly decades later.

  With the soothing and majestic music, Song Zhe Wu sang in his deep voice, low and heavy, like a song: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure, all become empty in the end..."

  Song Zhe Wu had always loved singing this song, especially after drinking. Several of his friends said that he sang as well as Liu at the time. At this moment, Song Zhe Wu stood on the high stage, looking at the tens of thousands of civilians and his soldiers below, and a sense of being in the midst of it all arose in his heart, as if he were one of those ancient heroes who pointed to the rivers and mountains. For a while, hot blood surged, and the rustic and desolate song contained infinite grandeur. "A pot of turbid wine, joyful reunion. How many things have been paid for in laughter." He was completely using his heart to sing, and with that long, drawn-out ending note, he expressed his strength, his ideals, and his unwavering determination to revive the country and nation!

  After finishing the song, he should have saluted in his military uniform, but instead, he bowed deeply to the audience below. This bow was not for anyone else, but to thank his soldiers, who were about to follow him to achieve his ideals and march into the bloody battlefield for national rejuvenation! He also prayed to heaven to help him win every battle!

  The stage and the audience were eerily quiet, as if the air had solidified. Even Song Zhe Wu, who hadn't yet stood up straight, looked puzzled - had the performance bombed?

  In fact, everyone was completely infected by his beautiful and true singing, high-spirited and stirring melody, and majestic and heroic lyrics.

  "Good!" In this extremely quiet venue, the applause was exceptionally clear. Song Zhe Wu could tell that it was Shang Zhen's excited and trembling voice. Immediately following this shout of approval, the tens of thousands of people in the audience who had come back to their senses almost simultaneously responded with the most enthusiastic applause and cheers, a sound that can be described as thunderous!

  The applause and cheers were prolonged and enthusiastic, Fang Zhen thought of reporting the last song sung by Song Zhewu several times, but the long-lasting applause and cheers repeatedly made him shut his mouth again. In the end, it was still Song Zhewu who bowed repeatedly and gestured continuously, and the applause and cheers slowly subsided.

  Zhang Zhizhong and Lin Weixin thought that this scene, even if the Chairman of the Committee spoke at the Central Plenary Session, would not have such prolonged applause. This applause fully expressed the sincere admiration and heartfelt respect of the people from all walks of life and the officers and soldiers of the Security Guard Regiment for Song Zhiwu!

  After the applause subsided, Song Zhe Wu said loudly: "Today is New Year's Eve, which is the most important festival for us Chinese people. I have three purposes in hosting this Spring Festival Gala: First, to thank the parents and villagers of Laiyuan, who have been troubled by our military presence for half a year. On behalf of the Public Security Command Department, I would like to express my gratitude once again!" Amidst the applause from the crowd, Song Zhe Wu continued: "Second, to comfort the hardworking officers and soldiers of the Public Security Command Department, who have completed their arduous training with sweat and perseverance. All units have reached their targets, which allows me, as the Commander of the Public Security Command, to officially announce that our troops are now formally established!" The officers and soldiers below erupted in cheers.

  "Third, to welcome back the cavalry brothers from Jiabei, especially the Mongolian brothers. Whether they are from Inner Mongolia or Outer Mongolia, they are all our brothers, members of the big family of the Chinese nation. Today, I would like to sing another song for my Mongolian brothers who have fought alongside us, to welcome their return."

  The newly recruited soldiers of the cavalry regiment were mostly from the border areas of Rehe and Inner Mongolia, where most Mongolians spoke Chinese. As soon as Song Zhiwu's voice fell, the cavalry regiment erupted in cheers.

  Song Zhe Wu nodded to the band, and the band immediately played the melody of "Pastoral Song".

  With that distant and vast music, Song Zhe Wu sang with his tone full of strong emotions: "In the blue sky, white clouds are floating. Under the white clouds, a flock of snow-white sheep is standing...

  As the music started, a beautiful scene of blue sky, white clouds, green grassland and flocks of snow-white sheep unfolded before everyone's eyes.

  This song is absolutely different from the previous "The Yangtze River Eastward" in style. If "The Yangtze River Eastward" carries the heavy weight of thousands of years of Chinese culture, then "Pastoral Song" is filled with a refreshing and exotic flavor.

  As Song Zhe Wu's singing voice, Mongolian warriors stood up one after another and started dancing the Mongolian ethnic dance. At first they danced in their own phalanx, then gradually moved to the empty space in front of the stage, and with the cheerful music, they danced happily.

  After the music stopped, with the rise of two red signal flares, amidst a huge roar, bright and beautiful fireworks rose slowly on the small hill behind the stage. These colorful fireworks not only lit up people's faces but also warmed everyone's heart.

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