Chapter 94 Cultural Performance

Jiang Tong was exiled.

Neither the Lin siblings went to see him off, nor did they even inquire about the news.

Lin Zihuai was still very sad. It was not easy to give up a relationship that had lasted for more than ten years.

Lin Anan also understood this truth, so the best way was to separate them. The farther the better, and it would be best if they never had any contact with each other again.

However, Lin Zihuai didn't have much time to be sad, because the cultural performance was coming!

February 5, 1975, twenty-five years old.

The year-end cultural performance is about to begin.

One after another, Red Flag cars drove into the Northwest Military Region, attracting a lot of onlookers.

Lin Anan and her partner arrived at the performance venue early to make final preparations.

Bailing: "An'an, your skin is so white and tender, you don't even need to put on any powder, just some lipstick will make you look beautiful."

The guy next to me also came over to talk, "Yes, I think Comrade Lin has the most authentic Jiangnan look, with almond eyes, a snug nose, and a willow waist. She's really beautiful, like a lady from ancient times."

Lin Anan was amused. She carefully sharpened the eyebrow pencil in her hand and began to draw her eyebrows.

Her appearance is not the mainstream appearance nowadays. She is beautiful, but you can only admire her from a distance. No one wants their daughter to look like this.

What's the use of the willow waist? Actually, she is just too thin, more like a weak willow swaying in the wind.

There were not many makeup artists in those days, and everyone basically did their own makeup. There were two female comrades who helped with makeup, but they were so busy that Lin Anan didn't need any help.

As for makeup techniques... I'm afraid that all the people here combined are not as good as modern people like Lin Anan.

Lin Anan prepared quickly, drawing her eyebrows, applying a little blush, and lipstick and that was it.

Once the makeup is done, the person becomes more beautiful.

"Hey, An An, why do you draw your eyebrows so beautifully?"

"Do you need help?"

"May I?"

Lin Anan walked over with a smile, raised her hand to lift the little girl's chin, picked up the eyebrow pencil, measured it left and right, and started drawing directly.

The little girl blushed and dared not move.

"Oh, An An's eyebrows are so beautiful. Look at the one she drew for Du Juan. They are so suitable!"

The people nearby exclaimed in surprise as they watched, and quickly invited Lin Anan to help them draw.

Lin Anan had already packed up everything except braiding her hair. Her show was later in the day, so there was no rush, so she just agreed to help when they asked.

"Eyebrows are actually based on face shape. It doesn't mean that if someone else draws them well, you will also look good. And it's normal to have uneven eyebrows..."

6pm.

The audience seats were filled with soldiers and their families.

With a few soft sounds, gorgeous lights illuminated the entire stage, pleasant music echoed in the performance venue, and the atmosphere on the scene was instantly ignited.

“Dear leaders and dear comrades, good evening! On this day full of joy and hope, I am very happy to gather with you all. We will witness together the outstanding performance brought by the Northwest Theater Army Avant-garde Art Troupe.

The actors will convey their love for life with their singing, show the vitality of life with their dancing, and play the music of struggle with their musical instruments..."

As the host finished speaking, the lights in the venue switched and the prelude of "Sparkling Red Star" sounded...

One after another wonderful performances are presented to the public.

On the stage, the actors, dressed in gorgeous costumes, devoted themselves to the performance with full enthusiasm and superb skills.

Their singing is loud and melodious, their dancing is graceful and moving, and their instrumental performance is even more thrilling.

The audience was attracted by the wonderful show and burst into warm applause and cheers from time to time.

Lin Anan watched from the backstage with a smile on her face.

Lin Zihuai performed very well today, with zero mistakes, and he brought his strengths to the fullest, and he seemed to be glowing.

If Lin's mother saw him at this moment, she would probably be very proud, right?

Time flies.

During the performance, Lin Anan only went on stage to accompany the performance once, and spent the rest of the time adjusting her state and preparing for the final violin solo.

Finally, the show came to an end and it was Lin Anan's turn to perform.

She took a deep breath, walked onto the stage with a smile, and stood in the center of the stage. The lights fell on her like a golden veil, making her delicate little face even more eye-catching.

"Next, Comrade Lin Anan will present a violin solo of "Happy Female Warrior", which is selected from "The Red Detachment of Women."

As soon as the host finished speaking, warm applause broke out at the scene.

Now is the time when the topic of women is on the rise. Even the Chairman has said that women hold up half the sky.

This song selection is naturally very pleasing.

Lin Anan nodded slightly, raised the violin gracefully, leaned the body of the instrument against her shoulder, and gently placed the bow in her hand on the strings.

After a moment of silence, Lin Anan closed her eyes slightly, and as she moved her arms lightly, a cheerful and passionate melody instantly flowed out. The melody was very emotional, as if it wanted to take the audience through time and space to see the scene where the Red Detachment of Women fought.

Her body swayed slightly to the rhythm of the music, and every note was full of power and emotion. Her performance was very purposeful and perfectly conveyed to the audience the bravery, strength and optimism of women.

As the last note fell, Lin Anan slowly opened her eyes, a smile appeared on her face, and she bowed slightly to thank the audience.

The applause from the audience was like thunder and lasted for a long time.

This violin solo brought the cultural performance to a perfect end.

"An An, your performance today was amazing!"

"Yes, An An, you played better this time than in normal rehearsal."

Lin Anan responded to everyone's compliments with a smile. She was really happy looking at the sincere faces.

She looked towards the backstage door, searching for Chu Mingzhou.

In the past he should have arrived by this time.

After looking around, Chu Mingzhou didn't find him, but he saw Lin Zihuai being surrounded outside the door.

"I don't like what you said. What's wrong with knowing how to play similar instruments? Mu Youwei is the mainstay of our art troupe. Who is this Comrade Lin? How can he be compared with Youwei?"

When Lin Anan walked over, she happened to hear these words.

Judging from the person's attire, he is obviously not from the Northwest Military Region.

"What's going on?"

"sister."

"An An."

Seeing Lin Anan coming, Lin Zihuai and several people around him hurried over.

Lin Zihuai complained immediately, "Sister, they are from the Northern Theater Air Force Flag Art Troupe, and they came with their leader to watch our performance. Guests are guests, but they are so rude. Li Huan just said that the instruments I play are similar to those of Mu Youwei, but they just won't give in."

The arrogant young man opposite him, his eyes lit up the moment he saw Lin Anan, "You are the lesbian who played the violin just now."

Lin Anan frowned slightly and just glanced at him.

"Hello, Comrade Lin, I am Qiao Xu, from the Northern Military Region."

Lin Anan nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Hello, Comrade Qiao. What you just said seems a bit inappropriate. Just because you play similar instruments doesn't mean you can compare them at will. Everyone has their own characteristics and advantages. We are all revolutionary comrades, so please don't easily provoke conflicts."

Qiao Xu stared at her without blinking, and without thinking, he immediately gave in, "Yes, Comrade Lin is right."

Lin Zihuai and the others looked at each other in bewilderment...