, Wanzi’s meeting

"Next, Zhang An, a singer from our art troupe, will sing "My Chinese Heart" to pay tribute to all patriotic overseas Chinese!" After the host finished speaking, he went down.

Then, a handsome young man in a suit walked onto the stage. I have to say that the young man was really handsome. He was an actor selected by Hu Changyi himself from the art troupe.

As the accompaniment played, Zhang An gently raised his hand: "The rivers and mountains are in my dream. I haven't been close to the motherland for many years, but no matter what, it can't be changed. My Chinese heart..."

That's right, Hu Changyi shamelessly plagiarized again. The song "My Chinese Heart" came out 40 years earlier. In fact, he wanted to copy "A Man Should Be Self-Strengthening", but he tried the art troupe.

It seems that none of these comrades can reach the level of an iron lung, so they have no choice but to give up. This song is too difficult, it is not as good as an iron lung, and it doesn’t feel that way when I sing it.

At the party, the workers heard this unusual song for the first time. Every one of them was fascinated by it. Only the baby babies played there by themselves regardless of the situation.

After the song ended, the workers gave the actors warm applause, and then the most popular part of the entire party came - the dinner!

That's right, it's a dinner party! It's the Chinese New Year, and the workers have been busy for a year, so it's time to reward them. So, at Hu Changyi's greeting, Chef Fan personally led the team and brought plates of food.

The first thing that came up was pots of stewed carp. The carp was sent by the people of Lijiatan; the second dish was fried radish balls; the third was fried tofu balls, and the fourth was fried.

Coupling, the fifth one is Qingbo meatballs, the sixth one is the most distinctive, it is a plate of deep-fried sweet potato balls

, exuding an alluring aroma. Then, there is the most popular meat, this time there is no rice, just pieces of meat. The eighth dish is preserved eggs cut into pieces, this is traditional

dishes. Then there is a plate of chicken breast mixed with spinach, and finally there is stewed chicken.

When the food was brought in, the workers had already moved several tables together in the middle, so there was exactly one table for 12 people. Then there were ten dishes on the table, with plates and bowls. Although it felt a bit like a party with meatballs, it was easy to find at this time.

That’s all for these dishes. This dish is definitely good enough! Of course, there are also Chinese New Year dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork. These are indispensable. How many workers’ families helped make them.

After the dishes are served and everyone is seated, let’s stop talking nonsense and start eating! For those who want to drink, each person will have 1 tael of sweet potato roasting to satisfy their cravings. How much more? Of course Hu Changyi also sat down at the same table as Minister Zhang and the others.

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"Are these songs?" Minister Zhang put down his chopsticks and began to think. But Hu Changyi took the opportunity to quickly stuff two pieces of preserved eggs into his stomach, and also put a spinach into his mouth. As a result, he almost choked on the mustard.

Tears come out.

"Why are you recording a record? This is not the time to enjoy yourself! Besides, do you have a gramophone?" Minister Zhang has not yet figured out what Hu Changyi wants to do.

"Ge'er is well written and expresses the feelings of family and country!" Minister Zhang saw that Hu Changyi was busy eating and didn't say much. He patted Hu Changyi on the back to encourage him.

"What do you think? Tell me!" Minister Zhang scooped up a meatball with a spoon and put it into his mouth, talking and eating without missing a beat.

"Then, at this time, when they heard these songs, what would they think? I think if it were me, if I was still hesitant about whether to return to China, I would have firm belief! Maybe songs like this will spread

When you go out, will you bring back some real scientific and technological talents for us?" Hu Changyi actually wanted to summon those experts back in advance, but he didn't bring it up.

At the dinner table, some factory leaders also stopped eating and began to think about the question Hu Changyi just raised. This made Hu Changyi look a little embarrassed. We don't do this...

"Minister Zhang, actually I have another idea..." Hu Changyi said with a hot sweet potato in his mouth.

"I just put the voices of people who left the country into words, and then wrote it out!" Hu Changyi put a sweet potato ball into his mouth, and the sweet potato filling made his mouth flow with honey.

Because he was not sure whether any accidents would happen to these people in advance. However, it would be good to play some songs so that some people who are not strong-willed enough could test their beliefs. As for those real banana people, forget it, what are you listening to?

It's all in vain.

"Changyi, when did you write the Chinese Heart? I heard that there is a song that no one can sing anymore?" Hu Changyi and Minister Zhang were sitting together, and Minister Zhang asked in a low voice.

"Isn't the song playing on the radio always going on?" Minister Zhang was a little confused and didn't know what thoughts the kid had in his mind.

"Is that so..." After listening to Hu Changyi's words, Minister Zhang began to assume the role of an overseas Chinese and think about the problem. Hu Changyi took the opportunity to eat food.

After finding a piece of chicken leg meat and eating it, Hu Changyi said: "Recording records is of course for publicity! And our radio broadcast, I think we can also play some songs for the listeners."

After glaring at Chef Fan who was standing aside and snickering, Hu Changyi said: "Minister Zhang, think about it, if you are an overseas Chinese, have been away from the country for many years, and have had enough of the foreigners' glares and making things difficult for you, what would you do?

Don’t you really long for your motherland to become stronger? When you hear that your country is being invaded, will you work hard to support the country and try not to be a slave to the country’s subjugation?”

"I want to find someone to record some records!" Hu Changyi was about to say tapes, but after thinking about it, it seems that there should be no tapes in this era, right? He didn't mention it.

"Ahem..." After taking a sip of meatball soup, Hu Changyi said: "To record the film, I plan to include some patriotic songs, such as "My Motherland" and "My Chinese Heart". Then, through channels,

Send it to the Kuomintang-controlled areas and abroad, so that the wanderers who leave the country can hear these calls from the country!"

"Here are the dumplings..." Chef Fan's words finally broke the silence at the table, and then a plate of dumplings was brought up, and there was even a bottle of old vinegar.

"Come on, let's eat first. We'll celebrate the New Year when we're full!" Minister Zhang gave up thinking and concentrated on eating. As for the fact that there were a lot of missing dishes on the table, he just ignored it. Anyway, there were all elderly people on this table.

, Hu Changyi is the youngest. Well, the second youngest here is still a round older than Hu Changyi.

The Spring Festival party at the Jiuzhai Arsenal ended successfully. The workers who got married went home, and those who didn't get married went back to their dormitories and left one after another. Hu Changyi and Minister Zhang also left separately.

After leaving the factory, Hu Changyi had no time to rest. Instead, under the protection of the guard platoon, he went directly to the headquarters of the Third Brigade.
Chapter completed!