Chapter 261 Jiang Haixia dances "Ode to the Red Flag"

The award ceremony is over, and the art troupe's performance is next.

The so-called commendation meeting is to commend the soldiers and to promote their spirit.

Therefore, the commendation meeting of the army basically consists of two parts: awarding awards and promoting the spirit of soldiers in the form of soft articles by the art troupe.

After the previous segment ended, the lights in the auditorium were adjusted accordingly. The lights in the auditorium were turned off, leaving only the lights on the stage.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"Team Leader Song, your military medal is so cool~"

Suddenly, a soldier shouted loudly.

The other soldiers seemed to have made an appointment, and the next second they all shouted in unison: "Team Leader Song, your military medal is really cool~", "Team Leader Song, your military medal is really cool~"......

The Eagle Claw team member who had just walked to the stage heard the cheer and shouted, "Team Leader, your medal is so cool~"

The leader was also happy to see the soldiers' enthusiasm. After all, Song Yiyuan was so high-profile with military medals hanging all over his body.

The female soldiers from the art troupe backstage were startled by the shouting, and those who were about to go on stage also came out from the small door to watch the fun.

Many of them were looking for Song Yiyuan, but the light was dim and they were too far away to see anything.

Song Yiyuan had already walked around from the rightmost side of the first row to the third row. He seemed not to hear the shouting and walked slowly towards the aisle of the third row.

After he came down from the stage, his eyes never left Lin Qingqing.

He wears so many decorations and military medals all day long, not to show off.

He wanted Qingqing to know what he had accomplished during his years of service and how he had fought bravely.

I want her to know another side of me, and I want to impress her with my sincere and excellent self.

At this time, Lin Qingqing was covering her ears and whispering to Xiuhong. She had just heard a big news from Xiuhong.

"What? Military families are going to perform on stage?"

Lin Qingqing was dumbfounded. She had never heard of this before.

Xiuhong nodded: "Yes, it's like this at every commendation meeting. Military families also have to express their gratitude to the soldiers. This also shows that we have a high level of ideological awareness."

"So, we take turns going?"

Xiuhong shook her head: "The head of the art troupe will draw lots. He will draw the names of two soldiers, and their family members will go up."

Lin Qingqing asked again: "Have you ever been selected?"

Xiuhong grinned: "Hehe, I'm lucky, I've never been picked."

Feelings have never been put on the fire.

"What about the red flower?"

Xiuhong laughed: "She was chosen twice, and she danced a section of "On the March" and sang "Fish and Water Love."

"What?" Lin Qingqing had never heard of these red songs.

She is tone-deaf and has uncoordinated limbs, so she has nothing to do with these talents.

However, Xiuhong had been in the army for several years and had never been selected. It was impossible for her to be selected on the first try. Maybe Song Yiyuan had just gotten married and his name had not been written into the lottery box yet.

"Qingqing~Qingqing~" Honghua walked past Xiuhong and excitedly reached out to push Lin Qingqing.

"Ah?" She turned her head blankly.

Seeing Honghua pointing to her side, she turned around and looked to the side.

She met Song Yiyuan's eyes filled with deep tenderness.

After watching the award ceremony, You Manhua went back to rest. She couldn't sit there for more than four hours and her spirit couldn't sustain it.

Song Yiyuan saw the empty seat next to Aunt Wang, so he walked over and sat with Lin Qingqing. As a result, Aunt Wang moved away, and he also sat down, and Lin Qingqing didn't notice at all.

However, when other people saw Song Yiyuan sitting next to Lin Qingqing, they whispered to each other and passed the news on.

At this time, the soldiers' shouting stopped and the entire auditorium became quiet again.

All the lights on the stage suddenly went out, plunging the entire auditorium into darkness.

Song Yiyuan's face was also buried in the darkness, and his burning eyes disappeared along with it.

Lin Qingqing felt that this lamp really saved her, otherwise she would have been noticed by Song Yiyuan.

She just breathed a sigh of relief and her cheeks felt hot.

Two warm lips pressed against her cheeks.

Then his right hand was wrapped by a big palm.

Suddenly, the lights on the stage came on.

A huge red flag, almost covering the entire stage, was fluttering.

The members of the art troupe half-knelt under the red flag, supporting it with their arms at different heights and waving it rhythmically.

Make the red flag look like it is fluttering in the wind~

The opening program of the day was "Ode to the Red Flag".

Song Yiyuan held Lin Qingqing's hand, took it and placed it on his left leg, and then covered it with his right hand.

His palms wrapped Lin Qingqing's right hand tightly.

Lin Qingqing turned her gaze to the stage and tried to remain calm.

Song Yiyuan smiled brightly.

What did he see in Lin Qingqing's eyes just now? Was it nervousness and helplessness?

The people from the Eagle Claw Group frequently looked back at Song Yiyuan, and the other military wives and soldiers also looked at them.

A man sitting among a group of women is really conspicuous.

"Qingqing, do you think that's Jiang Haixia?"

Xiuhong pointed towards the stage.

Lin Qingqing leaned forward and took a closer look at the stage. Everyone in the art troupe was wearing heavy stage makeup, and their body shapes looked similar.

But there was a female soldier who danced with a long wooden cart on her back, her posture was upright. The movements of transferring the long wooden cart from her back to her hands were neat and beautiful. Her arms were stretched out powerfully when she supported, lifted and swung the cart. Each movement had a sense of power and beauty.

Her posture of holding the wooden cannon with both hands and charging was extremely standard, and the difference was immediately apparent among the dozen or so performing cultural and art soldiers.

Her dancing is very attractive, showing the grace of a soldier to the fullest.

Isn’t she Jiang Haixia!

It was just that she was wearing a wig with long braids, so I couldn't recognize her at first.

"Sister-in-law, you have a very sharp eye. You recognized it right away."

Lin Qingqing praised.

"That's right. Once I've seen someone's appearance, I can remember how they changed."

"Yes, Xiuhong is telling the truth." Honghua continued.

Lin Qingqing, who is face-blind, gave a thumbs-up to show how great it was.

The art troupe rehearsed "Ode to the Red Flag" for half a month, and the effect was quite significant. The soldiers and their families were all very focused on watching it, and the entire auditorium became quiet again.

Lin Qingqing leaned back and watched Jiang Haixia's performance with full concentration.

Song Yiyuan held her hand and watched the show attentively.

The last dance ended with Jiang Haixia holding a red flag and waving it continuously.

After the dance ended, the lights on the stage were turned off again, ready to change the show.