"Grandma's Xiaoyi, I haven't seen you for a few days, and he has been promoted to captain. He is the first person in the fourth period. You can do it!"
Zeng Kuangqing, who was waiting at the gate of Xi Daying, grabbed An Yi and said, "Don't go in, I've already asked for leave for you. Let's go together in my car. This party tonight has important political significance. The principal and the officials of various ministries
Everyone will come to the famous Nanguan Theater. The Central Party Headquarters, military and departments have been preparing for this for a long time. Our Blood Flower Theater Club will perform two shows at this last large-scale party before the Northern Expedition. The new show needs your accordion.
The other accompaniment is that Minister Chen Guofu, at the request of various universities and social groups, personally asked you to perform an accordion song and sing, which can be regarded as your last song before leaving the Blood Flower Drama Club!"
An Yi suddenly remembered that today was the first day of July when Chu Er made his debut. He felt a pain in his heart and refused repeatedly. He wanted to go back and calculate the sales of engineer shovels and firearms successfully concluded with the Fourth Division in the afternoon, and found out that he had earned 20,000 yuan.
Or 22,000? Zeng Kuanqing had no choice but to use threats and inducements, and finally shouted ferociously that he would cut off his robe and sever his ties. An Yi knew that he could no longer refuse, so he could only let Huzi go back first, and he and Zeng Kuanqing walked home by the way.
He took the accordion and took the opportunity to put forward various conditions along the way, showing the face of a greedy and profiteer, which made Zeng Kuanqing want to kick him out of the car.
At eight o'clock in the evening, a grand party to wish the Northern Expedition a success kicked off with loud singing from the audience.
General Chiang Kai-shek, Commander-in-Chief of the Revolutionary Army and Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Expedition, came to the stage to deliver a speech. After thunderous applause, more than 200 old, middle-aged and young people from the party headquarters came to the stage to sing party songs and military songs. This was followed by drama clubs from universities and social groups including
Small dramas, dances, folk music, chorus singing, poetry recitations, etc. from the women's circle were presented one after another. Central leaders and officials from all walks of life were very interested in the audience. More than 2,600 representatives from all walks of life cheered and praised, especially the Blood Flower Drama.
The new drama "The Spirit of the Northern Expedition" launched by the agency was a huge success. In just eight minutes, it vividly demonstrated the heroic spirit and lofty aspirations of the revolutionary army as they marched forward one after another. An Yi, who was surrounded by waves of applause and cheers, congratulated the screenwriter Zhonghan.
Extremely admirable - Lao He has just come back less than six days ago, and he has come up with such a powerful and generous work, which is enough to show his extremely clever mind, keen sense of politics and solid literary and artistic skills.
There was another program where An Yi played and sang on the accordion. An Yi, who was sitting in the dressing room backstage, was wiping his accordion with care. He was thinking about what kind of song to choose to match the theme of tonight's party, but he heard on the stage
Uploaded was an emotional female poetry recitation, a poem dedicated to her husband who was about to go off to war. It embodies the wife's infinite love, worry, expectation and dedication. The whole audience was moved by it, and many people secretly wiped away their moved words.
In tears, even He Zhonghan, who rushed into the dressing room to settle the score with An Yi, quietly leaned on the door. After listening to it, he lamented repeatedly and praised the sincerity and boundless love in the poem.
"An Yi, please get ready. Your show will be coming soon after the Pingtan performance. Since Mr. Qiu Wan, a celebrity in Cantonese opera, sprained his foot halfway and cannot come, you need to perform one more song, otherwise the dance behind you will not be able to catch up.
,please!"
After speaking, the middle-aged female assistant director from the Party Propaganda Department hurried to the female dressing room next door and complained loudly that the actresses were too slow in their movements and lacked discipline. Actually, no one had come yet.
An Yi, who was wearing a white Western-style costume, helplessly grabbed the white top hat on the side and put it on his bald head. He timidly raised his head and looked at He Zhonghan with a grin on his face, begging for mercy with great guilt:
"Lao He, you have a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as my little brother. Later, before I start playing and singing, I will say that you wrote the lyrics. This can also make up for the regret in my heart."
"Haha! Do you dare to talk nonsense again?"
He Zhonghan, who finally locked An Yi on the day of the competition and failed to beat him up but managed to escape, was so angry that his eyebrows stood up. Hearing that An Yi was going to slander him again, he was so angry that he almost pulled out a gun on the spot.
Finally suppressing his anger, he glared at An Yi fiercely:
"Pray! If you don't lose your skin tonight, I will take your last name!"
An Yi almost knelt down while repenting and analyzing his dirty soul. Seeing that He Zhonghan still had a reluctant attitude, he immediately became furious. Just as he was about to give He Zhonghan a few words of warning, the deputy hurried over.
When the director was dragged out to the stage, he could only glare at Lao He angrily, and said through gritted teeth, "I'll play with you to the end." This immediately frightened He Zhonghan so much that his face turned pale, fearing that the lawless An Yi would talk nonsense on stage in a fit of rage.
He hurriedly chased after her and wanted to say a few soft words, but it was too late - An Yi lifted up the curtain and made a shining appearance when the female director repeatedly requested, "No matter what, the performance must be completed for six minutes."
Under the bright lights of the stage, the bosses in the first few rows quickly recognized the lovely An Yi. Many old revolutionaries couldn't help but laugh out loud. Our Commander-in-Chief Chiang also covered his grinning mouth with a white handkerchief.
He lowered his iconic head, turned to the lady beside him, and told her that this tall, talented and handsome young man was the protégé he had mentioned many times.
After hearing this, Mrs. Jiang covered her face and smiled when she remembered An Yi's prank. Her gentle eyes looked at An Yi who bowed gracefully on the stage with admiration.
As more and more audiences recognized An Yi, cheerful laughter filled the audience like a contagion. He was so popular even before he performed, which made many big names envious. He had to admit that An Yi was indeed handsome and handsome.
There is a natural affinity.
Under the cheerful chuckles of the audience and countless pairs of happy eyes, An Yi sat calmly on a chair, adjusted the height of the microphone, unbuttoned the organ, and politely thanked him in his honest and slightly magnetic standard Mandarin:
"Thank you to all the guests for their encouragement! Thank you to the military officers for their care and love, thank you to the highly respected principal and Huangpu teachers for their cultivation! Thank you to all the colleagues in the Blood Flower Drama Club of the Military Academy for your sincere help and encouragement. Without you, there would be no life."
It’s a great day for me!”
The audience burst into applause, and everyone was happy for this kind and kind young man.
An Yi continued: "Just now, our Blood Flower Theater Club's new creation "The Spirit of the Northern Expedition" received generous applause from the guests. It made me deeply admire and proud of the seniors and juniors who participated in the performance. I would like to express my special thanks.
Mr. He Zhonghan, the screenwriter and director of "The Spirit of the Northern Expedition"..."
The audience burst into laughter, and An Yi continued as if he didn't know anything: "On my growth path, and on the night before I joined the revolution, Senior He Zhonghan played an indelible role as a mentor. He taught me ideals, life, and
Career and love for life are far beyond my understanding, leaving me with memories and inspirations that will last a lifetime. Let me give a very small example from life: this time last year, senior He Zhonghan wanted to improve my thinking.
He got to know me, cultivated my sentiments, and used his precious vacation time to explain the principles of revolution to me. Then he used his only four cents to take me to the Nanguan Theater to buy tickets tonight, so that I could appreciate the beauty and beauty of Lingnan.
The national art of Cantonese opera. At that time, I was not very proficient in Cantonese. When I was queuing up to buy tickets, I moved too slowly. A beautiful lady jumped in between me and Lao He. There were many people at that time and it was crowded. The audience queuing behind me was crowded.
It hit me, but I was worried about squeezing the delicate lady in front of me, so I had to hold on."
Everyone's appetite was whetted, and such a unique narration made the audience, who had been nervous for half a night, relaxed and looking forward to it.
An Yi glanced at He Zhonghan, who was hiding behind the curtain on the left side of the stage and was sweating profusely with nervousness, turned to the audience, and started a vivid stand-up comedy alternating between Cantonese and Mandarin:
"It was so crowded at the time that I was asked to lean on the back of the lady in front of me several times. The lady got upset and said to me in a very distinctive Cantonese: 'Comrade, don't you love (touch) me all the time, okay?
Okay? I am so happy (hard) because of your love...'"
The whole audience burst into laughter. Tan Yankai, Zhu Depei, Li Jishen, Chen Guofu and more than ten bosses could not help but laugh loudly. Mrs. Jiang smiled so brightly that she leaned on Lao Jiang's shoulder. Lao Jiang laughed so hard that he forgot to cover his mouth, and took one bite at a time.
"Niang Xipi, you know he has nothing nice to say." The musicians on stage who were preparing to accompany the next program also laughed so hard that they fell down many instruments. Chu'er in the women's dressing room backstage also laughed so hard.
Even the frightened He Zhonghan laughed heartily and forgot to be on guard.
Not only was there no smile on An Yi's face, but he was also quite helpless. When the laughter stopped, he continued: "I was confused at the time. I hurriedly pointed behind me and explained to the lady apologetically: 'I'm sorry, sorry! It's the people behind who are making love hard' (
I have to love you a few times, but I didn’t want to love you..."
The whole audience burst into laughter again, which lasted for a long time. An Yi finally stopped and continued to explain: "Unexpectedly, the lady pointed angrily at Lao He in front of her and said to me: 'Don't love me anymore.
If (get), I will love (get) the old man in front of me...'"
This time it was extraordinary, the audience could no longer control themselves, their laughter shook the sky, and tears of joy were shed. One after another, gentlemen and ladies laughed so hard that they squatted at the foot of their stools. The whole audience was thundering with laughter, one after another, and it was endless.
He Zhonghan, who was on the side of the stage, was also laughing so hard that he no longer remembered to blame An Yi for his evil deeds.
Our lovely Comrade An Yi not only did not laugh, but also played the organ and repeatedly played the prelude of a novel song. When the laughter gradually subsided, he announced the title of the song he was about to play and sing in his pleasant voice, "For Love,"
"Dream Life", when the audience heard the beautiful melody and An Yi finished announcing the title of the song, they also put away their smiles one after another and listened carefully. A gorgeous but somewhat sad technical prelude slowly flowed out, and An Yi's honest singing was accompanied by the accordion.
Floating slowly...
"For love, I dream my whole life, is this madness or fate? How deep I love you is just how much the sky is teasing me. I dare not think, I dare not ask, am I too stupid or too true... I would rather not wake up for the sake of love,
No matter how much pain I suffer, I don’t care. In order to keep this dream alive for love, I am willing to wait all my life..."
The lingering and sad singing deeply moved the audience. The simple but sincere lyrics and the strange but touching melody made everyone feel extremely sympathetic and pitiful for his sadness. Even Lao Jiang looked solemn.
It was quite moving. However, except for Ou Yaoting and his wife who were sitting among the dignitaries, who wiped away their tears frequently, no one in the audience who was shrouded in sadness in the air knew that this was An Yi's heartfelt voice, including Chu who was moved to tears in the background.
Son.
This is the true portrayal of An Yi's mood at this moment. He told everyone his sorrow and helplessness, his true love and pain with singing from the depths of his heart, declaring his love for Chu'er in a gentle, lingering and helpless artistic conception.
Unwavering love and care - no matter how hard it is, I don't care... The remaining warmth in my dreams is enough for me to withstand the coldness of this world...