Chapter 66 The Multi-talented Lin Zihuai

The next day.

Heavy snow fell again in the Northwest. The entire military compound was wrapped in silver and was exceptionally quiet.

At the breakfast table, Lin Anan told Lin Zihuai about Lu Guang.

Lin Zihuai is like his mother, carefree in character, but also extremely soft-hearted.

By the time Lin Anan finished explaining the reason, he was already in tears.

"Sister, I understand. I will behave well after I join the art troupe. Besides... they have done a favor to my brother-in-law, so they are good people."

Chu Mingzhou glanced at him and saw that he was crying ugly, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him.

Due to the heavy snow and wind, Wang Hu drove a military vehicle to pick up Chu Mingzhou early in the morning.

Chu Mingzhou took Lin Anan and Lin Zihuai with him and sent them to the medical company and the art troupe respectively. After seeing both of them go in, he returned to the special operations battalion.

Dai Lihua was not in the medical company. An elderly military doctor received Lin Anan. "Doctor Dai received an emergency mission from the company and went out early in the morning. Comrade Lin, please give me the medicine. Go sit in the inner room. The nebulizer is already empty."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

The atomizers of this era are relatively backward. They are large metal machines that lack convenience and are very bulky.

Lin Anan took out the mask prescribed by the hospital from her bag. It was not disposable, so she had to be careful when using it.

"The misting time is twenty minutes."

The old doctor came in and helped her connect the mask, added the medicine into the machine, plugged it in, and the nebulizer started to run with a "buzzing" sound. It was very noisy and the particles after atomization were coarser.

"Thanks."

Lin Anan put the mask on her mouth and nose and quietly began to do the nebulization.

The old doctor was sitting not far from her, reading a newspaper, and occasionally looking at her through the slits of his eyes.

Lin Zihuai brought the pumpkin pie he had prepared first and entered the art troupe.

There was a big fight yesterday and both sides were unhappy.

Today is also our first acquaintance after the official reconciliation.

"Hello everyone, I am Lin Zihuai, the substitute accordion player."

"Zihuai, right? Hello, I'm Bailing, the head of the rehearsal department."

Su Yao and Pan Guohe were indeed not present. The group of people in front of them were quite polite. Led by Bailing, they greeted Lin Zihuai one by one.

Lin Zihuai has a bad memory, so a group of people took advantage of him and soon he became one of the people.

Pure and outgoing!

Not to mention the distant past, he would be extremely happy if others praised him or his sister for being so great.

Even when I praised the pumpkin pie for being delicious, he couldn't take the smile off his face.

"Zihuai, your responsibility for this art performance is quite heavy. You must familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible."

Bai Ling waved to Lin Zihuai and asked him to come over and look at the program in his hand. "This time you will participate in four groups of programs, the song "The Shining Red Star", the small song and dance "The Farmers Sing the East is Red", the revolutionary model opera "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy", and the dance "Grassland Light Cavalry"..."

There are only seven days left before the cultural performance. Lin Zihuai not only has to practice and master the music, but also has to coordinate with the others, which is quite difficult.

Lin Zihuai nodded, then picked up the music score and flipped through it carefully.

"Okay, no problem."

He answered so readily that Bailing was stunned!

Then she smiled and shook her head, thinking that he was just a child and was bragging!

"Okay, everyone, get back to your seats and get ready to start! Zihuai, take the second seat on the left."

"OK."

Fifty minutes later...

Lin Anan came over after finishing the nebulization.

The first training session on stage just ended.

"Zihuai, you are such a musical genius!"

"Yes! Comrade Lin, you are really amazing. I have been keeping a close eye on you. It only took me twenty minutes...twenty minutes for you to catch up."

"You don't need a week. I think you'll be fully familiar with it in two days."

A group of people surrounded Lin Zihuai, and every word they said was full of praise, which made him feel very happy.

Seeing Lin Anan arriving, he hurriedly waved to her.

He immediately turned around and took the initiative to introduce people, "This is my sister, Lin Anan. My sister is much better than me. I'm just okay, but she is a genius." After saying this, he scratched his head shyly.

Everyone greeted Lin Anan enthusiastically, without any exclusion at all.

Most of these people had never heard Lin Anan play the violin, so they just took Lin Zihuai's words as a courtesy and were not very interested in her.

A girl with a round face came forward and brought the topic back to Lin Zihuai, "By the way, that guy from the Northern Theater Air Force Flag Art Troupe, what's his name... He's about the same age as Zihuai, everyone calls him a musical genius, and he's been a household name..."

"Mu Youwei."

"Yes, yes, yes. I heard that because of Mu's musical talent, he won a lot of benefits for their art troupe."

The other boy with fox eyes clapped his hands, "I've seen him before. He's not only good at the accordion, I heard he can also play the piano!"

When Lin Zihuai heard himself being compared, he blinked and said unconvincedly, "Not only can I play the accordion, but I can also play the flute, harmonica, and guqin."

"Hiss~"

Bai Ling squeezed through the crowd, her face showing surprise and joy, "What did you say?"

Lin Zihuai straightened his chest, a smile on his face mixed with some pride, "I can play all of these, and my attainments are no worse than those of the accordion."

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

Lin Zihuai was anxious!

Without even thinking about it, he just asked to borrow a musical instrument.

In addition to the guqin, the harmonica and flute are very common and are naturally available in art troupes.

Soon, someone brought the harmonica and flute to Lin Zihuai.

Lin Zihuai took it, picked up the harmonica, put it to his lips, and blew it gently. The song he played was "The Twinkle Red Star" that he had just practiced.

Lu Qing and several other directors of the art troupe had just arrived. Seeing so many people gathered on the stage, they kept silent and moved closer to watch the fun.

The melodious melody instantly spread in the rehearsal room. The familiar tune was more lively and agile when played by the harmonica. The notes seemed like little elves dancing in the air.

Everyone was surprised and immediately listened attentively.

This one plays...better than any harmonica player in the band.

After the song was over, before everyone could come to their senses, Lin Zihuai picked up the flute again, adjusted it a little, and continued to play the same song.

The sound of the flute was clear and pleasant, like a spring flowing in the mountains or birds singing in the woods. The graceful melody gave the song a completely different style, which made everyone present secretly admire it.

The song is over.

There was burst of applause.

"Zihuai, we don't have a guqin here. If we had one, I would really like you to try playing it to see if you can still play this revolutionary song, hahahaha..."

Lin Zihuai thought about this seriously and said, "It should be possible."

A burst of laughter rang out.

Bailing stepped forward and patted Lin Zihuai's arm, "Good fellow, you are really capable."

Someone else asked, "By the way, Comrade Lin, I heard that there are very few people who learn the guqin. How come you even learned such an unpopular instrument? Isn't your family from the countryside? How do you have such conditions?"