Chapter 357 "The Full Moon"

As soon as Dong Jun came on stage, the audience exclaimed.

Tonight, the audience at the scene and the audience in front of the TV were busy exclaiming.

Because Dong Jun was wearing a military uniform.

He wore a military uniform that looked a bit old at first glance. He didn't wear a military rank, but he still had a few medals on his chest.

"Fuck, is Dong Jun a soldier?"

"How can he wear a military uniform?"

"Modu Satellite TV is in trouble!"

In the impression of most people, non-soldiers cannot wear military uniforms. This is illegal.

Even if you just wear clothes similar to military uniforms, it is not allowed.

Dong Jun is old and not very famous. Many people don't know that he has a military experience.

Lin Wanqing's song "May We Live Long" made CCTV's top star new song rank second, and it was left behind by several streets in terms of popularity and influence.

It caused dissatisfaction among many fans. Are you kidding me? Brother is a top star, and CCTV, but he can't beat Lin Wanqing and Modu Satellite TV.

Now the little black fans who are picking on it are very excited.

"Report Dong Jun!"

"Report Nuoyan too!"

"Don't even think about running away, Magic City TV!"

"Hahaha, Magic City TV is courting its own demise!"

"Maybe they'll just shut down the gala!"

The black fans were very active, and the reporting calls were pouring into Ping An Magic City like snowflakes.

"Comrade police, I'm reporting someone pretending to be a soldier!"

Ping An Magic City was also confused, receiving a report for no apparent reason.

Impersonating a soldier is a big deal, and the police didn't dare to neglect it, and quickly began to investigate.

"Hello, our bureau received a report that a citizen reported that singer Dong Jun pretended to be a soldier, and wanted to learn about the situation from your organization...Yes, OK, thank you."

Ping An Magic City quickly responded: "Dong Jun is indeed a retired soldier."

The black fans were relentless: "Can retired soldiers wear military uniforms? And it's the Mid-Autumn Festival gala, this is deceiving the feelings of fellow soldiers!"

The Magic City Bureau ignored it, and the black fans moved the battlefield to the social platform.

"Dong Jun, as a retired soldier, violated the regulations and performed on stage in military uniform. He is guilty of a heinous crime and should be banned!"

"Nuoyan actually dared to write a song for him, he should be banned together!"

"Modu Satellite TV should be held accountable! The director should come out and apologize."

Most of the little black fans have little education. Once someone takes the lead in shouting, they all think that what is said makes sense and follow suit.

The Internet has no memory. Many people have forgotten that at the graduation ceremony of the Media University of Shanghai, many graduates sang on stage in military uniforms. Maybe some people remember, but they chose to forget for the time being.

Dong Jun just took the stage and the hot search continued. He has never enjoyed such treatment in his life.

The Internet was in chaos, and people angrily denounced Ping An Shanghai for not doing anything, and tagged other units for reporting. It was a mess.

There were even people who threatened to report Ping An Shanghai, saying that they were officials protecting each other and were birds of a feather.

The Internet was in a frenzy, and many people who didn't watch the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala became interested and went to watch the gala.

The declining ratings of Shanghai Satellite TV began to rise again.

There are many people scolding on the barrage, and black and red are also red, and the traffic is there anyway.

However, Wanqian couldn't sit still, "I'll go and clarify."

Xu Nuo shook his head, "There is no need for us to come forward, Ping An Modu will issue a notice soon."

Although he didn't expect that things would change like this, it was not a big deal, and Xiao Heizi was destined to be doing useless work.

On the stage, Dong Jun knew nothing about the outside world.

The music sounded, and the crisp and pleasant sound of wind chimes and the buzzing sound seemed to bring everyone to the wilderness under the moonlight.

Dong Jun stood straight on the stage, and the band intervened. In the rhythm of the drums, he sang in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"The fifteenth moon,

Shines on my hometown and the border,

You miss it on the quiet night,

I miss it too..."

The mellow voice, on the empty stage, expressed a kind of longing different from ordinary people. This is the longing of the soldiers guarding the border for their hometown.

The word "border" is very far away from most people, except for the soldiers guarding the border.

They are too familiar with the word "border" because they are guarding the border.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the border troops were also organized to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

Originally, everyone was watching the CCTV Gala, but the top stars at the beginning made them ask to change the channel.

Someone suggested watching Shanghai Satellite TV because there was Nuoyan.

The troops actually had a good impression of Nuoyan. "Singing the Motherland" was the song they sang in the chorus, and "The Motherland Will Not Forget" was the song they sang during the exercise.

So the program was changed to Shanghai Satellite TV. If "May We Live Long" surprised them, then Dong Jun sang out their voices as soon as he opened his mouth.

Every festive occasion, the soldiers' homesickness became stronger. At this time, a song sung from their perspective immediately focused their attention.

"You are guarding the baby's cradle,

I patrol the border of the motherland,

You are cultivating the farmland in your hometown,

I am on guard at the border..."

The soldiers understood as soon as they heard it that this was a song that the soldiers sang to their wives.

Under the bright moonlight, he was on guard at the border, while his wife was guarding the baby at home.

Even though they are thousands of miles apart and the couple are in different situations, they can still see the same moon.

The moon has been a carrier of longing for thousands of years.

The border and hometown, husband and wife, form a contrast.

Just this sentence, some soldiers couldn't help but shed tears.

It's not that they are fragile, but that the lyrics are too realistic.

The song continues, and Dong Jun sings emotionally on the stage.

The singing style is a bit old, without much skill.

"Ah~

The harvest fruit has your sweetness,

and my sweetness,

the military medal,

has half of mine,

and half of yours..."

Time and space change, scenes change.

The fruits in my hometown are ripe, and many people can feel the lethality of this sentence.

The soldiers couldn't help but be moved. Did they contribute to the fruit trees in their hometown?

No in actual labor, but on a larger level.

But this is how military families are, some are responsible for the interior, and some are responsible for the exterior.

Soldiers also make indelible contributions to their "home".

What about the military medal? Does it have anything to do with their wives?

Like the harvest in my hometown, without the support of their wives, how could the soldiers guard the border safely?

In just a few sentences, with lyrics that tend to be plain, the picture of the border and hometown is outlined.

The wife devotes herself to her hometown, and the husband devotes himself to the country at the border. Every line of the lyrics is a common picture.

The music echoed in the camp, and the soldiers sitting together watching the party were quiet.

Occasionally, someone could be heard sniffing.

"Turn on the radio." Halfway through the song, the company commander suddenly spoke.

The radio in the camp is sometimes used to play military songs.

The company commander has recognized this song as a military song.

The so-called military song is not a military song that can be regarded as a military song just because it has military elements. In fact, the military songs recognized by the soldiers are the songs that everyone sings together before dinner, during training, and when watching performances. They are willing to sing and can sing.

For example, "The Motherland Will Not Forget" is a new recognized military song. This song is a good spiritual comfort for the soldiers, especially those guarding the border.

After a few beeps, the radio was turned on.

The soldiers on guard were a little puzzled. What is the purpose of turning on the radio at this time?

The soldiers at the gate couldn't help but hold the gun in their hands tightly and listen to the radio with their ears erect.

"The full moon on the 15th,

Shine on my hometown and on the border,

You miss me on the quiet night,

I miss you too..."

At this time, the music sounded, and the soldiers moved slightly.

My nose seemed a little sour, as if this was a song sung to them.

On the night of the full moon, the whole country rejoices together.

But there is a group of people who cannot rest, and cannot rest.

If they rest now, the national rejoicing may turn into national sorrow.

Soldiers are such a group that cannot rest.

They are always vigilant, alert, guarding against foreign enemies, and preventing the scoundrels from making small moves when they are not paying attention.

Is there war in peacetime?

The answer is yes.

Peace is only the peace of the motherland, and the war outside has never stopped.

Even the motherland that has become strong will still encounter the temptation of foreign enemies on the border, such as Ah San.

Although even the great man could not understand why Ah San came to fight us.

But Ah San just fought.

Maybe this is the master of the bad pen.

The soldiers on guard listened to the radio with their ears erect, but their eyes were always alert.

The radio should be turned on by the company commander. Tonight is Mid-Autumn Festival, and there may be programs about them.

"You are filial to your parents and work hard without complaint.

I devote myself to the motherland without hesitation.

You shoulder the responsibility of the whole family.

I am protecting national security."

These four sentences made the soldiers on guard feel like being struck by lightning.

At this moment, on the night of the full moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was on guard duty.

The moonlight was bright, and the feeling of homesickness arose spontaneously.

Yes, he was protecting national security.

Although he didn't hear who sang this song, he had a good impression of the singer.

Someone understood his feelings, which made him have the urge to make him a confidant.

All along, his family didn't understand his choice.

"There are so many people in our country, why must it be you?"

"The country can't do without you, and the family can't do without you."

The words of his family are still echoing in his ears.

His answer was: "If I don't go, you don't go, and he doesn't go either, who will protect the motherland? Without the country, how can there be a small family?"

Despite this, his family still didn't understand and even quarreled over it.

Now, a stranger used a song to express his understanding of their group - the border guards.

He tightened the steel gun in his hand again.

The singing on the radio continued.

"Ah~

The prosperity of the motherland has your contribution,

and my contribution,

and the reunion of thousands of families is my wish,

and your wish~"

The soldier on guard couldn't speak, he could only sing the song in his heart.

Guarding the prosperity of the motherland and protecting the reunion of thousands of families is the wish of the Chinese people.

It is also his wish, but it is also his responsibility.

"Ah...ah...

It is also your wish..."

The song ended, and the company suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

This song sang into their hearts, and it was their voice.

At this time, the relevant discussions on the Internet were still fermenting, and even intensified.