"How many times of wind and rain, how many times of spring and autumn, wind, frost, snow and rain..."

In the Publicity Department, Liu Lixue took the lyrics written by Yang Xiaotao and sang them over and over again, looking for the best feeling.

Unfortunately, there was no music score, so she just listened to Yang Xiaotao sing it once and used the melody in her memory to compose a tune for the song.

Fortunately, this song doesn't have many words, and the melody is just that much. After trying it for a while, the song was pretty good.

Looking at the score, Liu Lixue cleared her throat and sang again.

When he finished singing, a burst of applause suddenly came from beside him.

"Xiaoxue, you sing so well!"

At some point, Lou Xiao'e appeared beside him.

With a smile on his face, he kept clapping with his hands.

Although it sounds a bit different than when Yang Xiaotao sang, Liu Lixue's voice is more gentle.

It sounds equally good.

Liu Lixue shook her head after hearing this, "I'm still almost interested, but I can't get into it."

“What’s not to invest in?”

"I'll ask Mr. Yang. I'll definitely know the songs he wrote!"

Liu Lixue quickly stopped Lou Xiao'e and said, "Don't stir up trouble. It has nothing to do with Mr. Yang."

Then he sighed again and explained to Lou Xiao'e, "Mr. Yang's song was written for the martyrs."

"It is also written for the many soldiers who defend their homes and countries."

"When singing this song, you need to bring in that feeling, but I still lack it a little!"

Lou Xiao'e didn't say anything after hearing this. She remembered that when Yang Xiaotao sang for the first time, her eyes were red, and she knew what was going on.

"How about you cry too?"

"Maybe you can find the feeling!"

Lou Xiao'e tried to suggest something, but Liu Lixue rolled her eyes and said, "It's okay, I'll just cry!"

"Besides, this is called emotional investment. You just cry and become invested. Do you think it's that simple?"

After saying that, Liu Lixue stood up, took a drink from the jar, and then walked to the broadcast room.

"Hey, why are you going? We're going to eat soon!"

Lou Xiao'e followed behind, but Liu Lixue continued to move forward, "I'll sing for everyone and listen to everyone's reaction!"

"By the way, Mr. Yang, what's the name of this song?"

Lou Xiao'e was running behind, "I told you, it's called Ling Yun Zhuangzhi!"

Liu Lixue paused for a moment, then nodded, "This name is quite good!"

At noon, the workers in the machinery factory were preparing to take a break and go to the canteen to eat.

At this time, the radio suddenly sounded.

Everyone is not surprised that every time these days, there are quotations on the radio.

Thanks to the measures taken by the machinery factory, if anyone can't carry it now, it will not only be a fine, but also a disgrace.

Even the bosses in the workshop can carry it. If they can't carry it anymore, it's not a shame but something else.

Everyone continued walking, and some of them were wondering in their hearts, which one was the first sentence they spoke, and whether it was the same thing they had in mind.

That familiar voice sounded, but it was not an ordinary program.

"Dear comrades workers, a new song will be played below, with lyrics written by Comrade Yang Xiaotao. It is an aspirational song dedicated to the comrades who build and defend the country."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and before they could think about it, a voice sounded from the loudspeaker.

Liu Lixue stepped on the organ with her legs, pressed the keys with both hands, and her voice sounded along with the melody.

"How many times of wind and rain, how many times of spring and autumn..."

The sound unfolded slowly, but it was refreshing to the people around him.

This style of music, this sound, and these lyrics.

"This song sounds so good!"

"Yeah, it's so nice, I sang it to my heart!"

"Hey, did you hear that this seems to be a song written by Mr. Yang?"

"Yes, it seems so."

"Oh, no wonder, only people like Mr. Yang can understand our feelings!"

Everyone was talking and laughing, some were leaning on the roadside, listening carefully, and some even started to sing along softly.

The song was not long. After singing, everyone walked back to the cafeteria. As they walked, the sounds of chanting and singing became more and more loud.

Factory director's office.

Yang Youning pouted, a familiar melody filling his mind.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that Yang Xiaotao's talent in publicity work amazed him.

If you practice more, you will definitely be better than the old!

"This guy will cause trouble as soon as he comes back!"

But thinking of the experience Yang Xiaotao talked about, I sighed softly.

There are some things that only after experiencing them can one write such profound words.

"cockroach?"

Yang Youning glanced at the report on the table. It was a document sent by Mr. Xia, and it was about machine tools.

"Leader, are you looking for me?"

At the door, Xiaoqiang was slapping his thighs and singing to his heart.

With such short lyrics, such a simple melody, and such profound lyrics, as long as you listen to it, it will leave an impression in your mind.

Hearing Yang Youning's voice, Xiaoqiang ran in quickly.

"Where's Yang Xiaotao?"

"Mr. Yang, I will come here in the morning and then leave."

"Where are you going?"

"Um, I'm not sure. I'll ask Lou Xiao'e."

After a while, Xiaoqiang ran in from outside and said, "I heard something happened."

"By the way, Lou Xiao'e also said that Mr. Yang will go to the Martyrs Cemetery tomorrow."

Yang Youning nodded after hearing this and said nothing more.

This matter is urgent, but it must be done step by step.

After Yang Xiaotao returned to the courtyard, he did not see Ran Qiuye.

Hearing from people in the courtyard that Ran Qiuye left on his bicycle in the morning, Yang Xiaotao felt a little disappointed.

However, Yang Xiaotao still picked up the fishing rod and prepared for lunch.

At noon, outside the West Garden.

Ran Qiuye stood at the door, nodding to the eldest sister and Tang Mingyue.

"Sister, Sister Tang, you go back, I'll go back first."

"Xiao Tao said that we have to go back for lunch at noon."

Ran Qiuye smiled and glanced at Tang Mingyue's cheek. The two looked at each other and both nodded.

"Go back quickly. Take your time with school matters."

The eldest sister comforted and Ran Qiuye nodded.

Tang Mingyue also said, "Slow down on the road, it's still early!"

"Well! Sister Tang, come to our house for dinner when you have time."

"Okay, I must go and bother you."

After the two of them finished talking, Ran Qiuye got on his bicycle and walked home.

Behind him, Tang Mingyue and her eldest sister walked into the courtyard.

"Don't worry, this matter is over."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The eldest sister said, Tang Mingyue nodded.

At least I won't be embarrassed when facing Ran Qiuye in the future.
To be continued...