"Sister-in-law, you sang so well."
"Sister-in-law, please sing it one more time."
"Yes, sister-in-law, please sing it again."
The soldiers shouted enthusiastically, saying they could listen to that song a thousand times and never get tired of it.
Zhuang Mingcheng couldn't help but look at his wife expectantly.
He felt the same way as the soldiers; he wanted to hear it again.
Below the stage, several cadres from Gao Dajiang's regiment couldn't help but stand up as well.
Xiao Lu sang this song so well.
Gao Dajiang wiped his tears on his sleeve.
The song Xiao Lu sang reminded him of when he first joined the army.
At that time, he was guarding a border post in Northeast China, and there was a birch forest not far away, which was just like the one in the song that Xiao Lu sang.
Beside her, Xiao Ting covered her mouth, feeling even more nauseous.
"Sing it again."
"Sing it again."
"Sing it again."
A unified shout rang out in the auditorium.
Chen Shuhua ran forward and immediately stopped Lu Fangfang, who was about to leave the stage. She couldn't help but say, "Little Lu, sing it one more time."
"Not to mention the soldiers, I want to listen to this song again. It's just too good."
"Shall I sing it again?"
Sing!
Chen Shuhua nodded vigorously.
Lu Fangfang looked up and saw that all the soldiers in the auditorium had stood up. She was also infected by the atmosphere and returned to the center of the podium.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap~"
The soldiers immediately applauded.
Lu Fangfang bowed and then sang to the crowd again.
"A little white poplar tree grows beside the sentry post."
"Deep roots, strong trunk, guarding the northern frontier~"
On stage, Lu Fangfang was singing.
Below the stage, the soldiers clapped their hands, kept the rhythm, and hummed softly to their wives.
When the music ended, enthusiastic applause rang out again in the auditorium.
"One more time!"
It's unclear which soldier shouted it, but the other soldiers in the auditorium immediately responded.
"One more time!"
"One more time!"
"Go away, go away! How can you let my lover sing all by herself?"
Zhuang Mingcheng felt sorry for his wife, so he grabbed an enamel mug and immediately ran onto the stage.
"Here, Fangfang, have some water to soothe your throat."
Lu Fangfang never expected that this song would have such a powerful impact on the soldiers.
She took the enamel mug, took a sip, and then handed it back to her husband.
"Can you still sing? Don't overwork yourself, or maybe you should just give up."
"It's alright, the soldiers are happy. On this wonderful day, I'll sing it again."
Lu Fangfang smiled and looked at the soldiers below the stage.
"Comrades, let's not just sing by myself. How about I lead everyone in singing it together?"
"good."
"good."
From the audience, Gao Dajiang couldn't help but shout "Bravo!"
The soldiers, needless to say, all nodded in agreement.
"Alright, I'll start, and we'll all sing together."
The lyrics to this song are quite simple; you can hum along after listening to it a few times.
Lu Fangfang started the song, and then loudly led the soldiers in singing together.
Zhuang Mingcheng didn't go down either; he helped his wife and they hummed along.
"A little white poplar tree grows beside the sentry post."
"Deep roots, strong trunk, guarding the northern frontier~"
...
Inside the auditorium, the Little White Poplar's singing filled the air.
The entire auditorium was filled with people singing along with Lu Fangfang, creating a very lively atmosphere.
I haven't seen a scene like this in a long time.
Xiao Ting's face turned pale. She covered her mouth, lowered her body, and ran out.
Apart from Xu Jinbu, no one cared.
In the audience, some soldiers took out notebooks and hummed the song while quickly writing down the lyrics.
After his sister-in-law finished singing, he had almost finished writing the lyrics in his notebook. He thought they were really well written and was so engrossed in the song that he stayed there for a long time.
This time, Lu Fangfang didn't wait for the soldiers to speak; after finishing her song, she and Zhuang Mingcheng quickly left the stage.
The soldiers were slightly disappointed when they saw this.
Next up were the performances by the other soldiers.
Lu Fangfang held an enamel mug, sipping hot water as she admired it.
Being able to spend the Spring Festival with so many soldiers made her feel quite lively, not lonely at all, and also quite novel.
"Sis, you sang so well just now."
Xiuxiu looked at her sister with bright, sparkling eyes.
She was completely stunned. She never expected her sister to sing so well; she was truly amazing.
The soldiers' enthusiastic response made her feel honored.
"It's not that I sing well, it's that the song is good."
Lu Fangfang smiled and shook her head. She knew her own singing skills; they couldn't compare to those of professionals.
She patted Xiaohua's head and then looked back at the podium.
Soon, the soldiers' performances were over, and it was 11 p.m.
Chen Shuhua walked to the center of the stage and loudly asked the soldiers below, "Comrades, whose performance do you think was the best today?"
"Little White Poplar!"
"My sister-in-law sang 'Little White Poplar'!"
"The little white poplar is the best."
The soldiers responded loudly in agreement.
Chen Shuhua picked up a brand-new military cap and said with a smile, "Then today's first place goes to Comrade Lu Fangfang for singing 'Little White Poplar.' Little Lu, come up and get your prize."
"Whoosh~"
"Slap, slap, slap, slap~"
The soldiers immediately applauded.
Lu Fangfang was surprised to find a prize. She happily went up on stage and received it from her sister-in-law, Shuhua.
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