Chapter 917 The Motherland Will Not Forget

As the lights went out, Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi entered the dormitory.

"Where did you two go? If you don't come back, we'll have to find the team leader." Seeing them come back, Zhuoma asked.

"I felt a little uncomfortable, so we took a walk outside to get some fresh air." Hao Shuwen replied, which was an excuse they came up with.

They had figured it out before. They came back late, and Wang Yan also came back late. This couldn't be concealed. You could find out if you asked around. But fortunately, Wang Yan was one person, and they were two people, which eliminated many people's messy and improper thoughts. Although such a possibility cannot be ruled out, Hao Shuwen's father is a big boss, and everyone knows what kind of person Xiao Suizi is, unless the world is crazy.

Hao Shuwen responded with a sentence and changed the subject, not giving others the opportunity to talk nonsense.

"Lin Dingding, didn't Wang Yan send you canned food today?"

This topic change was very well done. In the darkness and under the moonlight, Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.

Sure enough, Little Ballet smiled and said, "Lin Dingding, didn't you have a tryst with Wang Yan outside tonight?"

Lin Dingding shook her head: "Don't talk nonsense, it's nothing, it's not good to spread it out."

"Hey, are you still afraid of spreading it out? What did Secretary Wu and Doctor Zhang say? Everyone knows it. And Liu Feng, that's the model of our regiment, is also hanging around you."

"Look at what you said, your consciousness is too low. In Wang Yan's words, it was pure revolutionary friendship, and everyone was just taking care of me. Put away your dirty thoughts."

Xiao Suizi was packing things in the dark, fiddling with the hot water to soak her feet, and asked, "Dingding, what do you feel about Wang Yan?"

"Didn't I tell you before that Wang Yan is a good person. Look, he is good-looking, tall and strong, can write articles, tell stories, and write songs. He performed so well this time, the regiment must give him a recommendation Damn, he has a bright future. Oh, that's right, I said before, Wang Yan has no parents or friends, so he is mostly a live-in son-in-law.

Without the help of parents and relatives, he may be a little tight on money, and he can't count on the three turns and one ring. If you borrow money, you have to pay it back in the future, so there is no need. Anyway, he has a future, and he will definitely have nothing to worry about in the future. Whoever marries him will definitely live a better life.

In general, Wang Yan is one of the best in our group if we remove the children of cadres. Hao Shuwen, Suizi, you two are very close to Wang Yan, don't you really have any ideas? "

Zhuoma curled her lips: "What you said is redundant, sending you canned food and having a tryst with you, what do you want our dormitory head and Xiao Suizi to say?"

"Hey, Zhuoma is right, you are redundant, are you looking for trouble?" Little Ballet took over and said so.

"I'm just asking. I advised them before, so I didn't expect to send me canned food." Lin Dingding looked aggrieved.

But Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi noticed that Lin Dingding didn't use the title of "he" or "Wang Yan", but put it in the context, and pointed out Wang Yan...

Hao Shuwen rubbed her feet back and forth and said with a smile: "I'm telling you, Lin Dingding, don't be too happy. You are surrounded by a group of men all day long. Most people can't stand this. You are too attractive to men."

"I can't help it. We are all comrades in the same regiment. If they take care of me, I can't scold them."

Lin Dingding's pretentious tone made Xiao Suizi numb all over, and she said unhappily: "Can you speak properly? Why are you talking nonsense?"

"I have goose bumps all over my body." Hao Shuwen rubbed her arms back and forth.

"Otherwise, there are not enough male comrades who take care of you..." Lin Dingding laughed.

"No, our dormitory leader is good in everything, but the threshold of his family is too high, which makes the male comrades in our troupe stay away." Little Ballet said something honest, which was recognized by everyone.

Just now, they were still talking about Wang Yan, and in a blink of an eye, they talked about the children of cadres...

When Wang Yan returned to the dormitory, he had not slept yet, but had just packed his things and lay down in bed.

"Why did you come back so late?" Liu Feng was still concerned about his comrades.

"I went out for a performance and had some ideas in my mind. I wanted to write another song. I was thinking for a long time, but I couldn't think of a word."

Guan Dongming smiled and said, "I heard that those powerful people can write lyrics and compose music in one go. Why is it so difficult for you?"

"Shut up, you can do it if you can. Wang Yan has written a song after all, and the teachers all said it was good. You are the only one who understands the national promotion."

The speaker was Chen Can. Everyone was ignoring the previous conflicts, including Chen Can and Zhu Ke. They had adapted well and occasionally joked with Wang Yan. Maybe he was holding back something bad, after all, you know yourself and your enemy. Anyone who gets beaten up will hold a grudge.

Wang Yan knew all these things very well, but he just didn't care. He just wanted to see what they could do.

"Dong Ming is right, there are indeed such people. But people are different. I am poor and have no deep accumulation. I just wrote a song by chance. How can I compare with those great people."

As he spoke, he also soaked his feet in hot water, lit a cigarette, chatted with everyone, and fooled around with the fact that he was late, packed up and went to bed...

The next morning, in the auditorium of the cultural troupe, hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the stage. Wang Yan stood upright, flanked by political commissar Ning Shan and relevant leaders of the Political Department.

"Comrade Wang Yan has successfully completed the tour mission of the 14th Army..."

Yes, this was a commendation meeting for Wang Yan. In simple and concise words, Wang Yan was recognized and affirmed for his work of writing songs, writing articles, publishing articles, and touring storytellers. It also announced that Wang Yan had passed the party membership During the inspection period, he successfully joined the party and was given the news that he would be promoted to the official platoon.

Encourage Wang Yan to create more excellent works and make persistent efforts to enrich the spiritual and entertainment life of front-line officers and soldiers. He calls on all comrades of the art troupe to learn from Comrade Wang Yan.

After a ceremony, the team disbanded and went about their own business. Wang Yan, along with the political commissar and other regiment leaders, sent the leaders of the Political Department away.

Wang Yan and Ning Shan walked back.

"Your performance this time was very successful. The leaders of the troupe from all over the country have reported it and said that your speech was good. Although many of them were heroes, they were not overly sad. What they said was interesting and the content was profound. I hope you will go again. Once, many soldiers have never heard of it. The Chinese New Year will happen in just over a month. You are familiar with every place, so the leader instructed you to go there again before the new year to let the soldiers celebrate the New Year happily. Tomorrow. Set off."

"Yes!" Wang Yan responded simply. This is what he does. The soldiers like it, so he is naturally happy. He just obeys the order and obeys the command.

"Oh, that's right." Ningshan said with a smile on his face, "The chief has read your manuscript worth more than 400,000 yuan and said it can be published so that you can write more and better works. He also said You know so many heroes, many people don’t even know him.”

"Hey, it's only been two days, right? The chief is quite free."

"How are you talking?" Ningshan glared at Wang Yan, "I heard that your kid went to the kitchen to turn on the stove yesterday?"

"Old Zhang is unjust. It's in vain that I have to worry about his wife and children." Old Zhang is the chief of staff, his name is Zhang Songjiang, he is also from the Northeast, and he is chubby. As a small logistics leader in charge of food, accommodation and other matters, if I were not fat, I would not be qualified for this position.

"Don't come here. Lao Zhang wants to report it to me. After all, the impact will not be good. You should be more careful. If you become a commotion for the whole group, I won't punish you."

"The political commissar is such a good person, he must have asked me to write a review."

"Review? You must record a demerit!" Ning Shan threatened Wang Yan, but when he saw that the latter was smiling and didn't care, he shook his head and laughed, and then asked curiously, "If you don't start a small stove by yourself, do you follow the others in our group?" Lesbian?"

"What about that, political commissar, I'll go back and get ready. Let's go first." Wang Yan waved his hand, turned around and ran away. The old boy was quite trustworthy.

Ningshan shook his head in a funny way, put his hands behind his back, and left with a swaying hum, "We are soldiers." This is a general under his command. Every time he goes out for a walk, his performance as a direct leader will increase by one point, and he will have a bright future...

Back in the rehearsal room, people who were preparing to warm up gathered around and congratulated Comrade Wang Yan on his progress.

"Congratulations, Wang Yan, you have been directly promoted to the front row, and you are still so young, your future is unlimited." Lin Dingding stood in front of him and spoke to Wang Yan in a sweet voice.

Wang Yan waved his hands repeatedly: "Comrade Lin Dingding, I have to criticize you. We serve the vast number of soldiers, and more importantly, the people. No matter whether it is promoted or not, no matter what the treatment, the party and the country will never Let's go hungry.

No matter what, we must do our job well, and there is no saying that there is no future. As the saying goes, silkworms will die when they die, and tears will dry up when wax torches turn to ashes. I just want to serve the soldiers and the people for the rest of my life. "

"Well said!" Liu Feng applauded.

Others also gave Wang Yan applause. They had no choice but to say this.

"Yes, yes, my consciousness is low. We all must learn this spirit of dedication from Comrade Wang Yan in the future." Lin Dingding's eyes were filled with admiration and a hint of amorous feelings.

Watching this made Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi feel nauseous, watching made Liu Feng feel disgusted, and watching other comrades started making noises and was about to make a fuss.

Wang Yan smiled at Lin Dingding, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, okay, I have already felt the congratulations from comrades, let's all leave. Don't say that you are in the queue now, and you are treated like a true teacher. Whether I can play the suona well or not, I still have to practice.”

As soon as this was said, the whole crowd burst into laughter. Joking about your own shortcomings always makes people really laugh.

Everyone dispersed to warm up and prepare. Wang Yan went to get the suona and other things, left, and then went to his utility room.

"Wang Yan goes out to practice by himself every day. He looks very pitiful." Lin Dingding watched Wang Yan walk away and talked to the people around him.

"Why should I pity him? He is the most at ease. No one cares about him. When he is happy, he can practice and when he is unhappy, he can go out for a walk. How wonderful. Now that he is doing it again, he can also tell stories. He can take it when he comes back after going out for a while. A lot of good stuff, so nourishing.”

"What do you know? Everyone needs friends. What's more, Wang Yan has no father or mother. Our regiment is his home, and our comrades are his relatives and friends. But he is always alone, how lonely he is."

Lin Dingding's words made Xiao Suizi on the side look sideways and said that he had learned something. She understood that Lin Dingding's intention was to build momentum for herself and spread rumors about her affair with Wang Yan. But what she had to admit was that what Lin Dingding said was so beautiful. No wonder so many men were surrounding her...

"Wang Yan, you must be careful. Let me tell you, Lin Dingding is too scheming."

In the utility room, after talking about everything from last night to this morning, Xiao Suizi said, "I'm doing this all for your own good", and advised Wang Yan not to fall into Lin Dingding's gentle trap.

"I'm afraid I can't bear it..."

"You have to resist even if you can't." Hao Shuwen slapped her, thought for a moment, and said, "I heard from Suizi that Lin Dingding wants to discover your secret base. Are you considering moving your position? I'll tell you. "If she really comes to you, you will suffer."

Wang Yan shook his head in a funny way: "Although the place where our group is located is not small, it is not very big. If you really want to find a place where you can't find it, how else did you get here? Lin Dingding is just a beautiful lesbian. She’s not a wolf, a tiger, a leopard, a monster, why should I hide from her?”

"You're right. Anyway, just be careful. Suizi is right, she's too scheming, so it's better to stay away."

Hao Shuwen's eyes flickered, and she nodded in agreement with Wang Yan's words. Then she took out some bills from her pocket and handed them to Wang Yan, "Here, I only have so much money, and there are still some unused bills."

"This is mine. I gave you fifty yuan and I kept ten yuan." Xiao Suizi also took out the money and other tickets from his pocket.

"Then I'm not welcome." Wang Yan took it with a smile, put it together, and counted them in a decent manner.

"Hey, when will we eat meat next time?"

"It's only been one night..."

"It's really interesting. There's no such thing as too much meat." Hao Shuwen rolled her eyes.

"I have some canned food there. You two can eat whatever you want. If you want to open a small stove again, it won't be until after the New Year."

Xiao Suizi asked curiously: "Why?"

"I'm going out to perform tomorrow. I'd better go through the 14th Army and perform for the other half of the soldiers who have never heard of it. Wouldn't it be the Chinese New Year when I go back again? Those pigs raised in our regiment will just wait. What about the New Year? We can only wait until after the New Year.”

"Are you going again?" Xiao Suizi's tone was a bit disappointed.

"Isn't this our position? I am just a performer. Our performance tasks are so heavy, so we must travel more. I guess it will be the norm from now on. The time in the group is limited. Hey, there is really no way. The main reason is that I am too good. I said that your expressions are not very good, as if I am dead."

"Gungungun, I wish I could never see you again in this life. I'm afraid that you will steal my money, so please pay me back first and then give it to you." Hao Shuwen looked annoyed.

"You've got it all, and you still want to go back? You're beautiful. It's the same thing if you give me the money first and then eat later. Besides, why can't I exchange so much canned meat for money? I've given you an advantage, but you're not satisfied yet."

Wang Yan waved his hand, looking a bit free and easy, "Okay, go back quickly. How did Lin Dingding find out about this? I just followed you two. When the time comes, will you tell me whether I can give her anything? ? Don’t give it, it’s for the sake of it, then I will give her something, and you two will give her a testimony. It’s my fault, Comrade Lin Dingding is so attractive to women. Comrades, they are all fascinated by me, it’s really..."

"Die, you... are gone, Suizi, you're going to stink every day."

"Let's go, I'll see you off tomorrow." Xiao Suizi's eyes were also flowing, and they were so radiant and pitiful, as if they had received the true inheritance of Lin Dingding...

Wang Yan watched the two people leave with a smile. Although cars and horses in this era are not so far away, once they are separated, it is always difficult to get immediate contact. It seems that distance in this era really creates beauty and makes the love stronger. This is the romance of the times. After all, it will be very different after a few decades, and distance can easily produce countless cuckolds.

The next day, the news that Wang Yan was leaving was already widely known, and naturally it was the people in the dormitory who spread the news. Everyone was concerned about Wang Yan and sent a few words of advice. After all, I have been there for more than a month, which is really a long time. So it was extra noisy during dinner that day.

After breakfast, being seen off by Hao Shuwen, Xiao Suizi and...Lin Dingding, Liu Feng and others, Wang Yan was still in the same marching attire, still in the same military truck, and still smiling the same way. The ear-to-ear driver and assistant, Wang Yan once again started the tour of the 14th Army.

On the last tour, after going through several groups, Wang Yan received a very warm welcome when he went to unfamiliar groups. It was the hustle and bustle of being dubious and giving face as his reputation spread. But when Wang Yan left, he sent him sincerely.

Now he was walking the same path as last time. Although most of the faces he faced were new faces and only a few were familiar faces, after arriving again after a month and a half, Wang Yan received a sincere welcome.

"Comrades, my name is Wang Yan, and I pay tribute to you. Although many of my comrades are new to me, I believe everyone knows my personal situation. I will not introduce myself nonsense and go directly to the topic. Who can tell me , who did I tell my brothers about last time?”

"Lu Xuemin!"

"Okay, I talked about Lu Xuemin last time. You all probably know it from the comrades who have heard it, so I won't say more. Today I will tell you about the anti-Japanese hero of our Eighth Route Army period. He was the 129th Division of our Eighth Route Army. Commander of the 1st Regiment of the 386th Brigade, Ding Silin. You may not know much about the organization and reasons of our army during the Anti-Japanese War. Let me give you a rundown of that year..."

Although the soldiers have been literate, they generally lack cultural knowledge and do not understand these things. This is what Wang Yan must say when telling stories. Including talking about the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, it is also about the general environment, the participating troops, and then tracing the origins and past of the participating troops, the resumes of some commanders, etc. It has never been just about one person, but to let the soldiers have a comprehensive understanding of strategy, tactics, and tactics, but it is just to highlight the heroes of local battles.

This is also the reason why the soldiers like to listen, to broaden their horizons and increase their knowledge. Not to mention the soldiers, the regiment leaders are listening there, and they don’t know a lot of things.

Of course, Wang Yan will not only talk about these. After all, this kind of big environment can only be told once, but there are many heroes in a local battle. So in order to be full, he will also mix in many other things, such as talking about the commander of the opposite side.

Just give a soldier a random name and attach it to the foreign devil killed by the combat hero, highlighting the competition between the two, the local tension and excitement, etc. He can even discuss with everyone how the combat hero should kill the enemy, and talk about the use of bayonets and the methods of killing the enemy with bare hands. If it doesn't work, just show it to the soldiers. It's all a piece of cake.

There are two themes, one is happiness, and the other is to convey ideas. The latter is even more important. After all, no program of the art troupe is given for free, and all have a purpose. The fundamental reason why he is popular and affirmed by the leaders is that he conveys ideas happily and not boringly, and it really has connotations.

With this ability, ordinary people can't do it, and ordinary people can't do it either. It requires deep accumulation, broad knowledge, a witty mind, and a sharp tongue. All of this was accumulated through Wang Yan's hard work under the care of his father, and he would never forget his father's help...

Wang Yan walked around like this, bringing himself a new and different experience, bringing happiness to the boring frontier officers and soldiers, bringing achievements to the leaders, and bringing satisfaction to the higher leaders...

Of course, he did not forget his mission. The head of the political department said that he should continue to create more and better works. So on the basis of reading more than 400,000 words in two days, even if he did not read more than 400,000 words, but only read half of them, it also explains the problem. Wang Yan has reason to believe that the head is addicted to reading and asked him to write quickly, waiting to read.

So he is still writing articles, this is a real creation, he really didn't copy.

But he finally "created" another masterpiece after "our soldiers"...

On the plateau, in the headquarters of a regiment, the morning sun was very warm and the wind was very cold. Wang Yan wore winter clothes inside and a military coat that is still fashionable decades later. He wore a winter hat on his head. Because the drawstring was not tied tightly, the two parts protecting his ears and cheeks flickered like small wings.

After the cheers of a group of soldiers with their hands in their sleeves and red and rough faces, Wang Yan held the microphone with a straight face and said loudly: "The last time I came to our regiment and told the story, I sang the song "We Soldiers" that I "created" for everyone. Including before coming to our regiment, I sang the same song for my comrades in other regiments during this performance. But today, I will sing a different song for everyone.

I spent one and a half months walking around our 14th Army before. At that time, I had some ideas, but I couldn't write them down. This time I will walk again. At present, halfway through the journey, I finally wrote down my feelings. It is because of our People's Liberation Army, and even more so, our 14th Army, which silently guards the border. The hardships of the army.

Many people do not know or understand the loneliness of our comrades. People do not know or understand the hard work of our comrades. People also do not know or understand the contributions of our comrades to China. But our motherland will not forget all this, and our great new China will not forget it.

We will not forget the sweat, blood, injuries, and youth that our comrades have shed. That is why I wrote such a song, and its name is "The Motherland Will Not Forget". This song is dedicated to our comrades in the People's Liberation Army, our comrades in the 14th Army, and our comrades in the... Regiment. "

The next moment, Wang Yan looked at the young but vicissitudes of life faces, and sang loudly and passionately.

"Who am I in the vast sea of ​​people?"

...

"I melt my youth into the rivers of the motherland. The mountains know me, and the rivers know me."

"The motherland will not forget, will not forget me..."

So far, Wang Yan has been singing songs intermittently for two months. His singing has retained his emotions and has added a few more skills. In addition, he also knows how to sing. His voice is very loud and clear. He sings a song with a slightly sad background in a very sonorous and iron-blooded way.

This song also has a simple melody and easy-to-remember lyrics. When Wang Yan sang the second paragraph, the soldiers had already sung along. When he sang it a second time at the strong request of the soldiers, it was already a chorus.

In the valley of the plateau, under the scorching sun, with the earth as support, the snow-capped mountains as the background, and the strong wind as the accompaniment, the soldiers guarding the border sang loudly, singing about their efforts, and even more singing about their obscure youth years full of blood and sweat. They sang happily and loudly, because the motherland will not forget them...

The art troupe has a very heavy task, especially now that the end of the year is here, Wang Yan has to go through the 14th Army again, not to mention other people, so the art troupe's schedule has been particularly intensive recently, and they also have no time to spare.

On this day, it was a rare opportunity to return to Mengzi's station to rest. Lao Liao came to the rehearsal venue with dark circles under his eyes and a bit of vacillation in his steps. There are no rehearsals now. We just take a break, practice basic skills, and stay in shape. And the current crowd is not complete, they are all divided into groups to perform.

Lao Liao found the band that just came back yesterday, handed out a piece of paper, and then found Fang Hongmin: "The song Wang Yanxin wrote was sent to me two days ago. I have finished the song. Let's try to finish it by the end of the day today." Go out and perform straight away.”

Fang Hongmin admired Wang Yan quite a lot. After all, he sang Wang Yan's song "We Are Soldiers" and even went to the song and dance troupe of the General Political Department to record it and promote it nationwide. In fact, in front of the people of the whole country, the one that people know the most is Fang Hongmin, but far fewer people pay attention to Wang Yan. As for Lao Liao, there is basically no one. He has become popular among the people of the country, and the benefits are endless. .

He happily took the paper and said with a smile: "Last time I asked, he said he was holding it in, and he wrote it after being out for more than half a month?"

"It's normal. Look at the lyrics he writes. They are all inspired by his feelings." Lao Liao naturally admires Wang Yan. This is also his achievement.

After the two had a brief exchange, Fang Hongmin went to hum in nooks and became familiar with the songs. Lao Liao was also there directing the band members and began to perform the ensemble. The music played. A group of people laughing and joking over there also paid attention to the situation and asked Hao Shuwen, who had played the accordion and came here without disturbing the ensemble.

Lin Dingding asked curiously: "Is this song new?"

Hao Shuwen glanced at her and nodded with a smile: "Wang Yan's new song, Lao Liao is arranging it."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Suizi said in surprise: "He's writing songs again. Didn't he say it will take some time?"

"Lao Liao said that Wang Yan was inspired by the lyrics. I just read the lyrics and it is indeed like this. It was written for our border guards. It is called 'The Motherland Will Not Forget'. You will know it later when you listen to it."

Lin Dingding smiled and said: "Wang Yan is really good, four months, right? He has written two songs. It's true that he is not in the group, we can all hear about him."

Someone asked: "Ding Ding, didn't Wang Yan write you a letter?"

"Oh, why are you so annoying? How many times have I told you that there is nothing wrong between us? You also said that he is good with Hao Shuwen and Suizi, but that's not the case, right? Can you let me go about the disappearance of the shadow? Ah. Besides, he has such a busy schedule and can’t receive the letter, what’s the point?”

Fortunately, Liu Feng is not here. In fact, they wouldn't talk like this when Liu Feng was around. But unfortunately, Liu Feng had already noticed something, but he hadn't told Wang Yan yet.

Xiao Suizi secretly curled her lips and went to Fang Hongmin to read the lyrics. She recognized Wang Yan's notes, which were very grand. What Fang Hongmin was holding was not Wang Yan's manuscript, it should be with Lao Liao.

She read the lyrics and was moved by Wang Yan's talent and sentiment.

She is a female writer, a literary young woman. Although she is not yet one, she is relatively rich in emotions and relatively sensitive to words.

It wasn't just her who was watching. After she came over, Lin Dingding and others also came around. Fang Hongmin was very annoyed, but there was no other way. He could only let a bunch of lesbians circulate it and read it, and then he calmed down. .

"It's so well written. Wang Yan is so amazing and talented." Lin Dingding affirmed Wang Yan straightforwardly.

"It's true. One song is a fluke, but those two songs are my strength. You can tell by looking at the lyrics that these songs are the same."

Xiao Suizi on one side had already gone back, her long legs resting on the pole doing splits, but she heard Hao Shuwen, who was standing against the wall and swaying next to her, sighing.

"Why are you sighing?"

"Think... um..." Hao Shuwen reorganized her words, "Didn't I hear him? When I think of him, I think about the braised pork we ate that day, and the taste, oh..."

"When you say that, I'm also greedy..."

The two of them looked at each other and sighed together, full of longing for the pot of braised pork at night.

"Let's go eat canned food later to satisfy our craving."

"Okay, leave a few cans for him."

"What's wrong? Eat it hard. When he comes back this time, he will definitely get more than last time. Why did you save him? And let him really give it to Lin Dingding."

Xiao Suizi shook his head in amusement, watching Lin Dingding talking about Wang Yan with others in all kinds of pretentious ways...

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