Yuan Chenming had no intention of watching anyway, and he didn't think this kind of friendship program was so good. He was tired of watching the Spring Festival Gala, so what was so good about it?

However, the association and the Spring Festival Gala have one thing in common, and some people do not watch it, which will not affect its holding.

If you don’t watch it, some people will watch it.

The conditions here in Zhaojiazhuang are simple and there is not even a stage. The propaganda team chose the threshing ground at the entrance of the village, and a relatively flat place as the stage.

By around 10 a.m., there was already crowded with people. The soldiers did not need to train in the morning exercises in the morning, and they all came to the performance.

Zhaojiazhuang, and several nearby villages, old and young men who have nothing to do, and older girls and wives who bring their families to the family are all here.

Before the Eighth Route Army came, the people's spiritual food was very scarce. They spent the whole year digging food in the soil, but it was very difficult to fill their stomachs. It was amazing to enter the city two times.

When listening to the opera, except for the landlords who have happy events, they can hire a opera troupe for free. Generally speaking, ordinary people would rather buy some food with money than spend money to sing a few words for others.

When the Eighth Route Army arrived, I didn't say anything else, and this kind of non-expensive entertainment activities immediately became more and more.

Crazy, chorus, poetry, drama.

The content is diverse, but it is basically centered around the Eighth Route Army to deal with the invaders of the Japanese devils. The people in the base area support the army and help the Eighth Route Army to better fight the Japanese.

Not to mention, the people still love to listen to this.

On the one hand, it is a fact, and on the other hand, it is close to life. It is something that happens on this earth every moment.

The Eighth Route Army has also gained recognition from more people through various propaganda.

Since it is a military and civilian party, we have to go on stage to show it. The propaganda team is the most professional. They performed a drama that reflects the oppression of the poor people, and the quick-president chorus won a lot of applause.

Next is a program performed by several villagers from Zhaojiazhuang, representing all villagers in Zhaojiazhuang.

Village chief Zhao Jisheng is the only party member in the village. A few days ago, he learned that he was going to hold a party show, so he summoned Zhao Niancheng, Zhao Laiqing, Fang Zhaoliu and others to discuss what kind of show to perform at his house.

Liu Qihua, the instructor who had the previous meeting, gave a tone, and it is best to perform the show to promote military support.

Someone asked: "How to promote the support of the army?"

Zhao Jisheng said: "We promote the dry radish into dishes and support the Eighth Route Army's anti-Japanese content."

The Eighth Route Army is the same, and people also need food. They cannot do without the food provided by the people.

It is particularly good to dry the radish into dried and use it as dry food on the marching road. The village has always called on villagers to make dried radish and provide it to the Eighth Route Army.

Zhao Laiqing said: "This can be promoted. How can we promote it? You can't just say you support the army when you meet people! The villagers are coming to dry radishes."

At this time, someone said, "Aren't you afraid that others will call you a fool? You can't promote this way. It's better to compile the content of dried radish support for the army into a quick-pronged approach."

After hearing this, Zhao Yujin thought it was appropriate and said, "Who will compile it into a quick-pronged approach? This is because our county calls on dried radishes, so it must be compiled well, and there must be no reactionary content."

Fang Zhaoliu continued: "I'll make it up. This is not a difficult thing."

So, after thinking about it for a while, it turned into a program performed on stage today.

The fellow villagers should listen carefully, listen to me about a big thing. The cadres will come to discuss it at a meeting, and each household will have half a pound of radish.

Don’t be skinny when the red ones are red, don’t be heart-wrenching when the white ones are not restricted, and you can do anything.

Red round, white long,

It is necessary to say that the specifications are done well, and the cover is covered with floating heads (points to the top) and never dare to shine (points to let the sun be exposed, and the moisture is bad when the sun is exposed.

Hot kang baking (refers to drying) comes quickly, and it is good to dry when the moisture is dry (refers to better).

Some people have white paper bags and some have their own pockets. They don’t want to write them on. They are not easy to get back. They are not bad, but they are our carrots.

Fang Zhaoliu Kuaibaner finished speaking, which attracted a lot of applause from the ground.

Li Yunlong thought it was quite interesting and said to Zhang Dabiao next to him: "The quick-paced article is well written, so the villagers can understand it. If you tell the county party committee, you can promote this quick-paced article."

"Captain, I think this person is OK, our group still lacks a publicity officer."

Li Yunlong nodded and signaled that Zhang Dabiao would do it himself. There is no need to bother him with such a big deal as this.

There are still few people in the village who have cultural cells, and there is only one program like this.

After that, it was each company's turn to play the show. The first company commander had some fist skills and went on stage to fight a set of fists. A soldier from the second company sang well and sang a mountain song.

In the third company, Lu Wenyuan called four soldiers this time, demonstrated his extraordinary thorn-fighting skills, and also won praise.

Nine companies in the regiment selected people to perform on stage. The three battalion commanders either performed their fists or sang their voices. Anyway, they were all able to do anything.

The cheers were wave after wave, and both the officers and soldiers and the common people were very happy to see them.

The party lasted for two hours, and at the end, Xu Xiaoyong from the propaganda team came on stage, "Famous people, comrades, is today's program good?"

"Okay." After adrenaline was secreted for a long time, the soldiers' faces were red, and they all praised the favor with face.

"Do you want the show?"

"want."

"there is none left."

The first thing to do is to get a basin of cold water, which makes the people who have asked for it greatly reduce their interest.

Xu Xiaoyong changed his subject, "In fact, there can be some. Captain Li of our new troop has not yet performed on stage. Should we let Captain Li come to perform the show?"

"want!!"

The emotions were turning around, and the shouting octaves higher than the previous voice covered the entire open space.

Li Yunlong was a little confused when he came on stage. He didn't expect his old comrades to play this one. He was really not prepared at all before.

But who is he? He is Li Yunlong. Can he be stumped by this?

He was born as a local bun and had no talent, but his years of leadership positions have made him hone his excellent mouth.

Let’s talk about the mountains, let’s talk about it, who can’t do it!

When he got on stage, his eyes swept down. There were more than a thousand soldiers in the regiment, and the villagers and elders in a radius of more than ten miles, and a large area of ​​black.

If someone who is inexperienced is changing, just standing here, his legs will have to shake into sieve. His tongue is so big that he may not even speak properly.

"Hehe, are you disappointed? Oh, Li Yunlong looks like this, without three heads or six arms, and his face is black."

Li Yunlong's self-deprecation caused laughter from the audience, especially those who had never met his fellow villagers, the older girls and their wives, who all thought that although Captain Li was not good-looking, he was still quite funny.

Li Yunlong continued to talk with a smile: "I remember back then, my old Li was also a handsome young man from all over the country. The matchmaker who came to my house to propose marriage, and he stepped on the threshold.

At that time, we didn't have this opportunity, so we went on stage to perform in front of so many people. Otherwise, we would have to think about what kind of program to do?

Joke, I'm standing here, and the people in the audience just look at my face."

"Hahaha." The soldiers burst into laughter. Just like the talk show on the stage, there were boosing below.

Someone else, I don’t know which warrior was the supporting actor, shouted: “The leader is bragging again!”

The audience laughed even harder.

Faced with this situation, Li Yunlong remained calm, "Who said that, who bragged? Go and inquire, have we, Lao Li, ever bragged about this?"

His swearing look made the people in the audience feel a little hesitant. Could it be that Captain Li really didn't brag?

Li Yunlong felt that it was not enough, so he pointed at the bottom of the stage: "Old Xu, we are old comrades during the Long March. You think, were our old Li much more handsome four or five years ago than now?"

Xu Xiaoyong hesitated a little and nodded: "Yes, you were younger than you are now and your face was not so dark. But what does this mean?"

"What does it mean?" Li Yunlong's mouth bent and he talked: "When he participated in the Juma riot, our old Li was indeed a handsome young man from all over the country.

But after fighting for more than ten years, the battle between the south and the north has turned black and thick hands. It is no longer the handsome young man of the past. You will never see the style of my back then again.

However, there is still an opportunity now. A college student, a big scholar, and a cultural person came to our new group. The key point is that he is white and handsome, and he has the style of Lao Li back then.

Yuan Chenming, have you come? Come on stage to show our fellow villagers."

It has been almost a week since I came. There are many people who have seen Yuan Chenming, but more people have not seen him.

Many people were curious about what Li Yunlong said, wanting to meet this handsome young man who was quite handsome in Captain Li back then.

But to disappoint them, Yuan Chenming did not come.

However, the voice came for him.

With a "boom", the hairs of all the officers and soldiers stood up. Zhang Dabiao shouted: "Where did it explode?"

He asked extra questions, and many people looked at the village, and a wisp of black smoke rose up, which seemed so conspicuous under the blue sky.

"That's the third company's base?"

Wang Desheng, the one who reacted faster than Li Yunlong, had already ejaculated and ran back to death.

Not only was the base of the Third Company, he also knew it was the yard of the company, and 80% of it was related to Yuan Chenming.

He ran back panting, and the yard was filled with chaos. There was a blowout pit in the middle of the yard, and the wet soil was blown up and splashed, and wisps of black smoke had dissipated.

Look at people again.

Yuan Chenming moved a small stool, sat under the eaves, holding a few iron fragments in his hand, and was studying.

It’s good that people are fine, Wang Desheng breathed a sigh of relief. He discovered that with this great scholar there, there would be no peace.

OK, ask what's going on!

"Oh, I just prepared the explosives. But I don't know if it works, so I put it in an iron shell and tried it in the yard."
To be continued...