"Everyone, some of you may know me, and some may not, but that's not important. Although most of you are older than me, we won't care about that when we have a mission."

"This song is our mission. I hope we can complete it successfully!"

"Okay, let's get familiar with this song first." Chen Muyang pointed at the screen and said, then came to Long Yihuan:

"Comrade Long Yihuan, can you do me a favor?"

"What help?" Long Yihan asked.

"Please print out the music sheet for me and give a copy to everyone in the band. We're also short of a female lead singer."

"Printing the music score is no problem, but as for the lead singer, why don't you just pick one of them?" Long Yihan pointed to the choir.

"Well, you know, when the performance comes, the lead singer will definitely stand in the front, and they may not be suitable." Chen Muyang said.

"So what?" Long Yihan was a little disapproving.

"So, I think you are more suitable to be the lead singer."

"I can't sing." Long Yihan refused directly.

"It's okay. If you can't sing, I can teach you." Chen Muyang clapped his hands and said.

Long Yihuan said expressionlessly, "I can't learn it."

"Your grandfather told me to ask the comrades in the regiment to cooperate with me. Since Comrade Long Yihan is unwilling to cooperate, I have no choice but to go to your grandfather and resign. I quit." Seeing that Long Yihan was unmoved, Chen Muyang directly brought up the banner of Long Guodong.

"You..." Long Yihan glared at him, then said, "Okay, I'll be the lead singer, but if anything goes wrong with the performance, you'll be responsible."

"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, nothing will go wrong!"

In the next few days, Chen Muyang went out early and came back late, and was picked up and dropped off by car.

Teach Long Yihuan to sing, and adjust the tacit understanding and subtleties of the entire performance team.

Except for Long Yihan, everyone is professional, so there is no need to say more.

But Long Yihan really surprised Chen Muyang. He originally thought that she was tone-deaf, but unexpectedly, her singing was so beautiful, her voice like an oriole.

......

October 1st, 8:00 a.m.

Countless people across the country sat in front of their televisions or watched the live broadcast online.

This is the highly anticipated moment!

The ancient square of the capital was filled with solemnity. Those who came to watch the ceremony sat neatly in the audience seats without making a sound.

A clear child's voice sang over the square:

"Today is your birthday, my zuguo."

"Today is your birthday, my motherland."

Then the host's affectionate voice rang out: "Today is your birthday, my motherland!"

"On this unusual holiday, I believe every Chinese son and daughter will say from the bottom of their hearts, I love you, motherland!"

"For a hundred years, through wind and rain, the red ribbons on the square symbolize the red gene that connects history, present and future!"

“…”

At this time, Chen Muyang and Long Yihan stood in the orchestra formation, looking at the solemn square, their blood boiling.

As passionate music sounded, important Chinese leaders arrived at the ancient city wall. They celebrated China's birthday with people of all ethnic groups across the country!

A leader announced the start of the ceremony.

Fire a salute.

Fifty-six cannons, a hundred roars, like the beating pulse of history, telling the story of the struggles of the Chinese people of all nationalities over the past century!

The thick sound of artillery fire is like charging soldiers, one after another, and like burning torches, passing on the flame from generation to generation.

The flag-raising team marched in a resounding march from the Heroes Monument to the flag-raising site.

Play songs and raise the flag.

Everyone in the square stood up and sang the march, their momentum soaring to the sky!

Netizens in the live broadcast room watched and posted comments.

“The soldiers are so handsome!”

"Ahhh, can I pick one to take home? I don't want much, I just want the flag bearer!"

"Go away! Go to the temple to make a wish. Don't stand here and disturb me while I watch the parade!"

At this moment, the leader said: "Now, please invite the comrades from the art troupe to perform the song "Singing the Motherland" for everyone!"

Chen Muyang and Long Yihan marched in step, accompanied by their comrades from the art troupe, and stood in front of the city wall.

When people discovered Chen Muyang, they were so shocked that they stood up from their seats.

"Fuck, am I dazzled? Why is Brother Yang here?"

"Then I'm dazzled too. There's a beautiful woman with a stunning figure next to Brother Yang!"

"Oh shit, it's really Brother Yang!"

"Damn, Brother Yang and I used to be equally good-looking, but now that Brother Yang has put on his military uniform, he's left me far behind."

"Oh my god, how could he possibly appear and sing at the ceremony?"

"The girl next to Brother Yang is simply more beautiful than most female artists in the entertainment industry. She is so cool and beautiful. I love her so much!"

That’s right, there was no such process originally. Long Guodong forced it in, and it can only be inserted at the very beginning. It is not appropriate to put it in the middle or at the end of the ceremony.

As the orchestra began to play.

Long Yihuan sang first:

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and the song of victory rings out loudly. Sing to our beloved motherland, which is now on the road to prosperity and strength."

Her voice is like an oriole, clear and sweet.

chorus:

"Sing to our beloved motherland, which is now on the road to prosperity and strength!"

"Over the mountains and across the plains"

......

"The heroic people have stood up"

"Our unity and friendship are as strong as steel"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!