Yang Yuan's transfer was completed on the eve of August 1st. In his words: This is good, it saves me having to watch a group of sb monkeys dancing for the eyes. But even so, I will treat everyone to a meal before leaving.
He also specially invited He Seal, but although He Seal hesitantly agreed, he didn't go. When Yang Yuan was half drunk, he took Wu Fangge's hand and said, "I'm leaving, please pay attention."
That boy, that boy loves to hold grudges."
However, Yang Yuan's transfer was a good thing for Wu Fangge. Firstly, the quota was vacated, allowing Su Weibo to smoothly transfer in, realizing the original idea of "three wins". Secondly, Wu Fangge also planned to make several bad deals in the future.
Black and white business, with Yang Yuan in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, it is bound to get twice the result with half the effort
On July 28, Xiao Du, the propaganda officer of the military division, came again. This time he sent the official program and program list of the August 1st celebration. Wu Fangge took a look and found that his speech was ranked after the leader's speech and before the performance.
, I suddenly felt that the duck pear was very big, I just hope that this time it can be a success, otherwise I will have to wait with my tail between my legs for a while.
Director Qin of the Political Department sent Officer Du away and organized everyone to have a final rehearsal. Wu Fangge also appeared. Although the speech was written by himself, it was revised by several leaders with clever pens.
He, the original author, didn't know him very well, so he had to make an outline according to the manuscript and memorize it for two days. Finally, he was familiar with it. During the rehearsal, he recited it smoothly. Director Qin finally commented: "You still have to add some points."
It’s better to let your feelings go in.”
Wu Fangge agreed wholeheartedly, but he was troubled in his heart: He changed it to look like a political speech. It’s strange that he can have emotions.
On the morning of July 31st, the military division specially sent a car to pick them up, and everyone arrived at the venue. In addition to the fifth bureau, there were also five or six municipal units participating in the party, including the Cultural Bureau and the Health District.
Even the mayor came to the venue in person. The venue was packed with people.
In between were officers and soldiers from various military divisions, and on both sides were participants and performers from various municipal departments. Of course, the seats at the front were reserved for leaders at all levels. There were also a few gray-haired people wearing old military uniforms.
For an old man with a chest full of medals, there is no need to worry that these are all invited from the Red Army Academy.
At 9:30 in the morning, the meeting officially started. First, the leaders gave speeches, one after another, and the contents of their speeches were similar. Anyway, all the people attending the meeting applauded along with the crowd. People from municipal agencies began to leave, and 30 to 50%
The group walked out of the venue to have breakfast, and waited until they were full.
After returning leisurely, the performers who were preparing for the performance began to change their costumes, and some continued to review their lines. Everyone had their own things to do. So the only ones who really listened to the boring leader's speech from beginning to end were well-trained soldiers, but they
No one can tell whether you heard it or not.
After the leader finished speaking, the host of the show came on stage to introduce the special guest Wu Fangge, and he had so many complimentary words that Wu Fangge himself felt that he was not talking about what he was talking about as the host. He said, "Comrade Wu Fangge once said four times."
When he participated in the battle for the first time, killing and wounding more than ten Vietnamese soldiers, including members of the most elite special forces, thunderous applause broke out from the audience. Wu Fangge knew that it would be really difficult to get down after he was lifted up.
Today he was wearing a brand-new camouflage uniform, with the rank of second lieutenant on his shoulders and two glittering second-class military medals on his chest. He walked onto the stage with his head held high. First he gave a standard military salute, and then he said loudly: "Dear everyone
chief,
Comrades! Comrades! First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Wu Fangge. I joined the army in 1986 and served in Unit 77265 with the rank of sergeant. After retirement, I was approved as a reserve member and awarded the rank of reserve second lieutenant..."
Before the meeting, Wu Fangge's speech had been printed, bound and distributed to the leaders. Propaganda Officer Xiao Du was responsible for this, so he also had a copy. He happened to be sitting next to Liu Minghui at this time, so he whispered to
Liu Minghui said: "Counsel Liu, I heard that he used to be your soldier?"
Liu Minghui nodded and said: "Yes, he is one of the best."
Xiao Du also praised: "Yeah, look at where he stood, like an iron tower, steady. He was not frightened at all by such a big scene."
Liu Minghui said: "It was kicked and beaten with blood and fire. What does this mean? It's just this manuscript..."
Xiao Du asked: "What happened to the manuscript? Is there a problem?"
Liu Minghui shook his head and said: "The official tone is too strong, it's not like his temperament, you pen writers have done a lot to help him."
There was a thorn in Liu Minghui's words, which made Xiao Du very unhappy. Although he did not revise the manuscript alone, he was the one who handled it in the end. He was quite conceited about it. Now listening to Liu Minghui's tone, it seemed that the manuscript was the same.
As if the money was not worth it, he said: "Consultant Liu's manuscript was personally reviewed by the head of our military division and the leaders of the Fifth Bureau..."
"I mean..." Liu Minghui muttered, "The article is well written, but it's a pity that the soldiers don't like it."
On the stage, Wu Fangge had memorized half of the manuscript when it suddenly got stuck. Director Qin, Xiao Du and others in the audience were all shocked: Oh no! I forgot the lyrics!
Under the focus of the light, Wu Fangge did not panic at all. He even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a little smile. He changed his tone and said clearly: "Dear leaders, everyone
Comrades and comrades-in-arms, when I talked about this, I suddenly had a feeling that I was not talking about myself just now, but about others, because I found that I didn’t even recognize myself in the article.”
There were several knowing laughs from the audience, all coming from the seats of government officials on both sides. They had been tested by eight-legged official documents for a long time and naturally knew what it felt like. However, the military group in the middle did not react at all. They all
Under discipline, individual emotions cannot be expressed easily
Xiao Du looked at the speech script and panicked: "This, this is not what is in the script."
But Liu Minghui smiled knowingly and said, "Come on, he got himself back."
Wu Fangge continued: "Dear comrades and comrades-in-arms, I know what you want to hear most at this moment. Most of them are my heroic battles and my experience of killing enemies and meritorious service. I will satisfy everyone, but before doing it again, I want to make a solemn statement.
, what I tell may be stories that you can’t usually hear. I will tell you what war really means. Those young lives that disappeared in the flames of war,
What kind of living individuals they are; I will tell you about the human desire to struggle for survival in pain after a bullet hits the human body; I will tell you what kind of noble character a real soldier needs to have; I will tell you what kind of noble character a real soldier needs to have;
I want to tell you how young people under the age of twenty can find their own kindness from killing and blood. I will tell you all this through the following story.
The story begins one night, which is quiet and peaceful. Unknown insects in the grass are chirping happily. Countless families have had dinner, children are playing games, and adults are preparing for various leisure activities.
What a beautiful night it was for Esau to wash away the fatigue of a day's work, but a gunshot broke all the peace..."
Wu Fangge began to narrate. As he narrated, Liu Minghui's thoughts were drawn back to the time of war. How beautiful the young life was, and how vigorous the young life was, but the cruelty of the war made some people originally
The future will be determined from now on.
The Forest of Steles flashed in his mind, with familiar names and familiar faces on it; yes, in his heart, these people had never died or gone far away, but in reality,
They disappeared forever, leaving only cold tombstones.
Regardless of whether Wu Fangge's speech was successful or not, he at least moved him.
"My old comrade, you haven't changed." Liu Minghui's eyes became wet.
Xiao Du was also moved by Wu Fangge's impromptu speech. In fact, he was not the only one, almost everyone present was moved. Wu Fangge was telling a war story that would never be seen in the mainstream media. He was true and relevant.
It made people realize the cruelty of war, but also made people's blood boil. Even the cadres who had been uninterested in such activities were moved by his simple words and sincere feelings. Many women shed tears.
"Finally, I want to say" Wu Fangge's speech came to an end, "As soldiers of the Republic, our highest honor is to eliminate war, so that war will never poison mankind and harm our descendants. Dear comrades and comrades-in-arms,
Let us join hands and work hard for the future of the motherland and the highest convenience for soldiers!"
After the words fell, Wu Fangge gave another military salute after his speech, but the audience was silent.
Wu Fangge trembled in his heart: After playing, I'm afraid I'm going to smash the pot...
At this moment, Liu Minghui suddenly stood up, made a standard backward turn, and then loudly ordered: "Rotation training team, all stand up!" Then he turned around and stood at attention, and continued to order "Salute!"
Wu Fangge returned the favor on stage
"The ceremony is over!" Although Liu Minghui ordered the ceremony to be over, there was no need for Liu Minghui to give the order after that. The twenty or thirtieth person from the rotation training team took the lead in automatically applauding. Under the leadership of the rotation training team, the grassroots leaders of the military divisions also followed suit.
The order was given to stand up, salute, and then applaud. As for the cadres on both sides, some stood up, some applauded, some did not follow the standard military salute, and some did both. Although it was noisy, it strengthened the momentum.
Although the leaders were a little dissatisfied with Wu Fangge's sudden failure to follow the speech script, firstly, Wu Fangge's speech was indeed touching. Secondly, it was obviously popular with everyone. It is difficult for leaders to be separated from the masses, right? So they all stood up.
stand up and applaud
Now Wu Fangge was in trouble on stage. He simply gave a long salute and couldn't let go.
Later, when the host saw that the applause couldn't stop, he took the initiative to go on stage to smooth things over. However, the soldiers were easy to talk to and no one made too many noises when given an order. However, there were many boos on the agency side, who kept shouting: "One more one."
Wu Fangge said heartily: This is not about singing, dancing and talking about cross talk, but there is another one? And it is estimated that the time has actually exceeded the time limit. If it is not good, it will be counterproductive. But the people in the audience can't stop, the host
The man whispered to him: "You can just say a few more words and hold it down."
Wu Fangge had no choice but to return to the stage, cleared his throat and said: "Comrades, I have actually just finished what I have to say. There will be a very exciting gala program below, so I won't show off here."
Someone in the audience shouted again: If you haven’t said anything yet, just sing one!
Someone immediately echoed: Yes! Sing one
"Sing a Fifteen Moon"
"Sing with blood-stained style!"
When I first heard Wu Fangge, it seemed like he wouldn't be able to go on stage without opening his voice, but the songs I ordered on the program list were all in the program before. If he sang it by himself, no matter how messy it was, wouldn't it be a collision?
?So he said: "Comrades, comrades-in-arms, since everyone is so enthusiastic, I will make a fool of myself."
Someone was booing again in the audience
Wu Fangge said: "Among the comrades I just mentioned who I saw sacrificed with my own eyes, there was one nicknamed 'Little Baiyang'. He got this nickname because he loved singing this song the most. He was singing this song when he died.
song, but he didn’t finish singing it, so let me finish singing this song, which is considered as fulfilling a wish.
…
When I left my hometown and said goodbye to Yangshu Village..."