"I have military merits, why should I need face?" Song Yiyuan turned his head and looked at her and smiled.

"No." Lin Qingqing's unwillingness to admit defeat came up.

The more Song Yiyuan said this, the less she wanted to lose face in front of him.

"Well, how about I go up with you? I'll recite a Red Army poem, and you'll recite it with me. That can also be considered a performance."

Lin Qingqing's eyes lit up when she heard this, and a smile appeared on her lips as she asked, "Can you go up? Isn't this a military family performance?"

"I'll take care of it." Song Yiyuan said as he squeezed Lin Qingqing's palm.

Lin Qingqing nodded, waiting to be a tool.

Two minutes later, the sister-in-law on the stage finished her performance, handed the microphone to Zhang Lin, and walked back relaxed.

"Next, please welcome Song Yiyuan's military family members to perform." Zhang Lin said, looking in the direction of Lin Qingqing.

Everyone present also looked towards Lin Qingqing.

Song Yiyuan adjusted his dress and sash, then stood up holding Lin Qingqing's hand.

"We want to do a duet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience of more than 2,000 people applauded in unison.

Team Leader Song rarely shows up in these military positions, and sometimes he can't attend commendation meetings because he is on a mission.

The soldiers regarded Song Yiyuan as a benchmark and role model and always followed his example.

If I can see Team Leader Song perform tomorrow, I will have come to the right place.

The soldiers were so excited that the applause lasted for more than ten seconds before it stopped.

Zhang Lin felt that if he said no at this time, it would be a bit too deliberate.

She smiled and extended her hand forward, saying, "It seems the soldiers can't wait any longer. Please invite soldier Song Yiyuan and his family member Lin Qingqing to the stage and give us a wonderful duet recitation."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out again, and some soldiers even stood up.

The chief and Political Commissar Wang also smiled as they watched Song Yiyuan and Lin Qingqing walk down, with expressions on their faces that showed that Song Yiyuan had finally gotten the idea.

Song Yiyuan and Lin Qingqing walked onto the stage one after another, and Zhang Lin gave each of them a microphone.

Then he walked off the stage.

The lights in the stands were turned off, leaving only the light in the middle of the podium.

Song Yiyuan took Lin Qingqing's hand and came to the center of the stage. Then he let go and stood at attention in a military posture.

Lin Qingqing also stood beside him with his back straight in a military posture.

The spirits of the two men suddenly rose.

The soldiers in the audience saw that one of them was strong and handsome, and the other was pretty and bright.

From their height to their looks to their aura, the two are a match made in heaven.

The military families felt that the two men lived up to the old saying: People from the same family tend to be alike.

Song Yiyuan lowered his eyes and silently adjusted his breathing. When he raised his eyes again, he saw a pair of clear eyes.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the audience, stretching his arms upward in a gesture of praise.

Then he spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Above the beautiful blue sky, the five-star red flag flutters. Majestic flag, you shine brightly."

After Song Yiyuan finished speaking, Lin Qingqing used her lower abdomen to exert force, deliberately made her voice two notes thicker, and then recited.

"Above the beautiful blue sky, the five-star red flag flutters. Majestic flag, you shine brightly."

Song Yiyuan: "With you in our hearts, we strive to make progress. With you in our hearts, we row the oars of our ideals and hold up the sun of our motherland."

Lin Qingqing: "With you in our hearts, we strive to make progress..."

“…”

The male voice is sonorous and loud, while the female voice is melodious and powerful.

It expresses the children under the red flag's ardent and sincere love for the motherland and their positive and progressive spirit.

Infecting everyone present.

The soldiers stood up and looked at Song Yiyuan and the other two.

“Ah~ Ah~ We sow seeds of beautiful hope and move towards tomorrow’s glory.”

“Ah~ Ah~ We sow seeds of beautiful hope and move towards tomorrow’s glory.”

When Lin Qingqing read the last word, she deliberately stretched out her voice for a few seconds, and her voice gradually became softer, letting the melodious tone bring people's thoughts back to the past and hope...

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