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Chapter 0079 Dancers under the moonlight!

If Eva is sent to the hospital immediately after being assassinated, there may be a glimmer of hope.

However, she gave up the hope of life.

Wei Zhengcai came to find her, she was very happy.

She fell into the dust for several years, and all she heard was ridicule and despise.

No one cares about her, and no one will make friends with her.

Her guests were just playing with her. They said some sweet words but never fulfilled them.

She has been living in a daze, until today, when Wei Zheng said she needed her and needed her to dance a wire dance for the soldiers in the Sihang Warehouse.

She is willing, she is willing to be needed like this. She is willing, she is willing to sing and dance for the soldiers fighting against the Japanese invaders, even if she pays the price of her life.

The blood was still eroding the white robe little by little, and the pain from the wound also surged in waves.

The loss of blood made her body weak and her face pale. The pain made her body tremble constantly.

But with the support of Yang Huimin, she walked step by step to the roof of the Grand Theater.

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In the distance, there were hundreds of eyes on the top floor of the Sihang Warehouse, which was focusing on the six-story high Magri Theater.

At this time, whether it is the dead or the living, it seems that there is only one wish, which is to look forward to the dancers under the moonlight.

Finally, a stunning beauty in white fairy clothes suddenly appeared on the dome of the Magri Theater.

Her skin was as fair as Snow White, and her body was shining with silver light like stars.

At this moment, almost all the soldiers stood up. They showed a silly smile on their faces. Someone even said, "The troupe really didn't lie, he is such a fairy!"

The soldiers laughed at each other, but no one spoke again, and no one made a sound again. Because accompanied by a song of Guangling San, there was a song coming from the south bank:

Fuck Wu Gexi and was armed with rhinoceros armor, and the car was in a turmoil and was short-lived;

The flags cover the sun and the enemy is like clouds, and the arrows fall and the soldiers compete for the first place;

I am walking in the formation and walking, and I am dying on the left and my blade is injured;

The haze is two wheels and four horses are slammed, and the jade is supported and the drums are slammed;

The sky is irritating and angry, and killing all the people is abandoned in the fields;

If you don’t go in and out, you won’t go back, and the plain suddenly has a long road;

Carry a long sword and hold the Qin bow, and the head and body are separated and the heart is not punished;

Sincerity is both brave and powerful, and ultimately strong and cannot be overwhelmed;

Since the body dies, the gods are spiritual, and the souls are resolute and become ghost heroes...

The singing is sometimes tactful and sometimes loud.

And with this gentle and high-pitched singing, the fairy-like beauty slowly walked down from the roof of the Grand Theater.

The silver thread was right under my feet, like the beauty coming stepping on a silver light connecting the sky.

The soldiers were stunned. They often heard the old man say that there were fairies and gods in the sky.

God saw them (referring to the Dragon Boat Festival), but the fairy saw them for the first time.

People are beautiful, songs are beautiful, and the elegant movements are even more beautiful. Many people are obsessed with listening, but they don’t know what the beauty is singing.

They just think it sounds nice, like fairy music.

Xie Jinyuan was also slightly moved, but he didn't expect that this big Shanghai would be filled with hidden dragons and creeping tigers.

Not to mention how many people have read "National Mourning" this, just say that Guangling San is not something that everyone can play.

Of course, Xie Jinyuan would never have expected that Wei Zhengcai almost used all his strength to feed himself for this matter, and even found another small character from the Eight Hundred who had only shown his face a few times.

This person is a university professor who has no name in the Eight Hundred and has only seen a few shots.

It was him playing the piano tonight.

But Xie Jinyuan did not say it out loud, nor did he show off his knowledge and knowledge. He wanted to retain this sense of mystery to support those soldiers who had been exhausted in continuous combat.

What is supporting them and still staying here?

Is it the dignity of the Chinese nation? Is it the blood of soldiers? Or the hatred in my heart?

No, it is faith!

Dignity will be abandoned because of fear, and blood will eventually burn out. Even hatred will gradually be worn out as time passes.

But only faith is eternal!

And Dragon Boat Festival is their belief.

They regard the Dragon Boat Festival as the backbone and as the omnipotent god!

You can laugh at them for being ignorant, but in that era, at that moment, is the reason for them to fight and survive.

As long as the man did not fall, they would follow his footsteps and move forward bravely.

And this is the power of faith!

Xie Jinyuan once asked himself more than once. If he came to take over the Sihang Warehouse, would it become the belief of the soldiers?

The answer is no!

He does not have the courage to fly the Dragon Boat Festival, the wisdom to fly the Dragon Boat Festival, and even less the madness of fly the Dragon Boat Festival.

The courage of Dragon Boat Festival is that he is a soldier, but he is higher than a soldier. He will not give up his ideas and opinions just because of a piece of writing on the top of the peak.

As long as he says it doesn’t work, it won’t work if the Heavenly King comes!

Xie Jinyuan couldn't do this at all. So even he was deeply attracted by Dragon Boat Festival.

He is willing to follow such a person and sacrifice his life. Even if he dies in the battlefield, he will have no regrets.

And what about Zhao Beishan?

His idea was even simpler. He was deceived by Dragon Boat Festival to work hard. But he was willing to do so.

The Dragon Boat Festival roared in front of him, and the deserters were roared out by the Dragon Boat Festival roaring out his unyielding military spirit and ignited the man's blood.

He willingly gave up the opportunity to retreat and joined the Independence Group.

However, Zhao Beishan was a smart man. Not long after, he realized that the deserters of Dragon Boat Festival were fake, and it was true that they could be kept by different ways.

Zhao Beishan was indeed very unhappy at that time, after all, he felt that he had been deceived.

But just when he saw Dragon Boat Festival defeating the Japanese army again and again with his wisdom, he sacrificed his life and charged forward again and again, and the dissatisfaction in his heart gradually faded away.

What's more, Dragon Boat Festival did not regard him at all, and they were also brothers who were obsessed with their lives.

Such a commander can be said to be unable to find any of the entire 88th Division.

How rare and precious the word "brother" is!

So at this time, he only respects the Dragon Boat Festival.

He likes to stand behind that man, like the madness of that man, and like the incredible man.

Yes, just like now, he also found it incredible.

In his heart, dancing wire is impossible.

Because let alone dancing on the wire, even walking on the wire, few people may be able to do it.

There is only one line of steel wire, and it will sway back and forth when hung in mid-air.

Such difficult movements are not easy to do even if an acrobat holds a balance rod.

However, he did not see the balance pole, but only saw a fairy graceful fairy singing and dancing on a silver silk thread between the two buildings.

The other party's footsteps are so steady that they give people the feeling that they do not feel like they are stepping on a steel wire, but singing and dancing on the flat ground.

However, the silver light underneath could not be faked.

He was increasingly unable to see through and guess what kind of woman he was able to dance such an elegant dance on the steel wire!...
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