Chapter 18： Forever warrior

"Come on!"

Wu Hongtao cursed with a sullen face and turned to Lu Yu's side. He said in a huff: "Look, these people are jealous and don't look at us! Anyway, I have already blown the cow, and the logistics department's face can rest on you. ."

"Company commander, I have everything!" Lu Yu was confident.

Seeing him like this, Wu Hongtao also felt a little relieved.

"Come here!"

Master Kong from the Iron Fist Group waved at him.

"Okay, the leader called me, let me go first."

Wu Hongtao trot to the rostrum, stood at attention, saluted, and shouted a report.

"Lao Wu, are you sure about the program of your logistics department? Today, Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei of the military region can come in person. If something goes wrong, don't blame me for removing your company commander and not even feeding the pigs!"

"Report, no problem."

Wu Hongtao smiled bitterly, looked back at Lu Yu, and gestured to him with an OK gesture.

"Okay, let you that soldier, get ready."

"Yes!"

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

literary performance has begun.

At the moment of the performance festival, there will be leaders giving speeches to encourage recruits who have enlisted in the army.

The next step is to commend and commend the fighters who have performed well in previous years and encourage them to continue their efforts.

In the end, amid warm applause, the party kicked off.

The first opening show was the military-civilian unity chorus "Unity is Power". The sonorous and powerful singing made people excited.

After the chorus 　　, it was a drama performance that flew to Luding Bridge, and finally won warm applause.

was staged one after another. The wonderful performances were well received from the audience and the atmosphere was mobilized.

"Finally, please have Lu Yu from the farm of the logistics department of the regiment, bring us a solo performance, applause welcome!"

After the host announced the curtain, Lu Yu, who had prepared early on the side, trot to the center of the stage and stood up to salute.

"Dear leaders, comrades-in-arms, everyone! I am Lu Yu of the Logistic Company of the Iron Fist. Today, on behalf of all the brothers of our Logistic Company, I will sing a song "Forever Warrior" to everyone."

took the host's microphone, Lu Yu said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Oh, you are brave as a soldier? You dare to sing in front of the art troupe, your courage is commendable!"

On the rostrum, Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei showed some interest, and turned his head to smile at Master Kong of the Iron Fist.

"Ha ha."

Master Kang gave a dry laugh, and said bit the bullet: "Reporting sir, no matter how you sing, it is the soldiers' heart."

"You kid, don't come to this one. I'm not sure you will let your soldiers go up and mess around? Why didn't you make a show before?"

Master Kang was also very helpless, turned his head and gave Wu Hongtao a fierce look.

If it weren’t for the fact that this old company commander has always been diligent and conscientious, he ran up crying and making noises this time, and said that a military order was issued and the logistics company had to go up for a show.

At the Military Art Troupe, many people heard that Lu Yu was about to perform singing, and their eyes showed disdain.

The art performances in the past were all contracted by the art troupe, which is their special skill.

A farm from the logistics department wants to sing on stage. Isn’t that funny?

"Farms who feed pigs also come to do art?"

"Haha, will you sing a pig cry!"

The people of the art troupe were joking.

Under the stage.

"Yanbing, look, isn't that Brother Yu?"

Li Erniu gave Wang Yanbing a push, his expression full of excitement.

"Don't push, I saw it." Wang Yanbing raised her neck high and hummed twice.

"It's Brother Yu, I didn't expect that Brother Yu is so good, he will perform, both civil and military!"

He Chenguang's face was full of admiration.

On the stage, Lu Yu raised the microphone and took a deep breath.

He didn't want to accompany him. No one else knew about this song, and after acquiring the golden voice skills, a cappella could show his strength even more.

But in many people's eyes, Lu Yu is too big!

Cappella, the most test of singing skills!

The professionals in the art troupe dare not do this, this soldier is too confident, right?

No matter what others think, Lu Yu sinks to Dantian.

spoke slowly into the microphone:

"The distant trumpet is faintly heard,

The green years are so pure and drunk,

The familiar smile blooms in the dream,

The days of camouflage are intoxicating..."

As soon as he spoke, he felt that his voice had changed.

is full of an indescribable charm, vicissitudes and hoarse, just like the original Daolang, completely created for this song.

The sound and technique brought by the golden voice.

Full bloom at this moment.

The scene, it became quiet!

Gao Shiwei on the podium also changed slightly, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Especially the people on the art troupe, staring with eyes wide open, feeling that their souls are shaking at this moment.

They are professional, Lu Yu can tell the moment he speaks, this is definitely a perfect voice, and the singing is very contagious!

hasn't been singing skills for decades, it can't reach this level.

They also let go of their previous contempt, and gradually became immersed in Lu Yu's singing.

"How can the iron-blooded romance be forgotten

The long-lost scenery is still bright

The attitude of charging is always nostalgic

The true nature of a warrior is my eternal home

……"

"Do not frown

I'm not afraid of the bullet rain

The gunfire is thick ahead, I am your chest

The bullets fly from behind, I am your guardian

……"

"A pot of spirits is drunk and peaceful

Two cups of tea

Three watch nights talk endlessly

The Four Seas and the End of the World always meet. "

Lu Yu closed his eyes and sank completely into the singing.

expresses a soldier's full enthusiasm for the motherland and his forgotten dependence on his brothers and comrades in the song.

Because of the excessive introduction, his own eyes were slightly red, as if he had truly experienced all that in the singing.

I am not afraid of the rain of bullets and bullets, I will accompany you through...

give his back to his comrades!

Use my chest to resist the gunfire for you!

The scene was silent.

There is only Lu Yu's melodious singing, floating in the barracks.

Finally, after singing the last sentence, Lu Yu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, only to feel a sense of pride in his heart.

The comradeship and brotherhood in the song made him feel boundless yearning.

He is very fortunate to be able to serve as a soldier, and in the future, he will definitely go to the battlefield to charge into battle, as a sharp blade of the motherland, an eternal soldier.

On the rostrum, Gao Shiwei stood up and looked at Lu Yu, feeling shocked, surprised, and pleased.

Maybe the recruits don’t have any special feelings about this song.

But as a veteran, especially a veteran who has been on the battlefield, the artistic conception of the song is the truest description of them.

Most of the veterans present also expressed emotion.

I think of my former comrades-in-arms, those lush years, camouflage days, we have carried guns and fought together.

There are even many veterans whose eyes are slightly red.

That sentence: The gunfire in front is heavy, I am your chest, and the bullets fly behind, I am your back!

sang to everyone's heart.

"Good, good!"

Gao Shiwei said three good words in succession, his face was full of excitement.

Happiness!

There was thunderous applause from the stage, and all the sitting soldiers stood up and clapped vigorously.

Wu Hongtao, who was originally nervous, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Good boy, you are really good at singing!"

Gong Jian, the instructor of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, clapped his hands and smiled bitterly: "It's over. I shove him into the logistics office. I originally wanted to suppress his arrogance. Instead, I became this kid. This time I am completely angry. I don't want to be No. 5. It's hard to pay attention..."