Cheng Wei couldn't help but look at Yuan Yi.
"???"
"What's wrong, Political Commissar?"
Yuan Yi looked at Cheng Wei, who was staring at him, and then looked at Li Gang with a puzzled expression.
At this moment, Li Gang's expression also appeared somewhat solemn.
"What's wrong, leaders?"
Yuan Yi was even more puzzled at this moment!
Li Gang broke the silence first, patting Cheng Wei on the shoulder.
Then he looked at Yuan Yi with an indescribable expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
At this moment, Cheng Wei still had a nostalgic expression on his face.
Yuan Yi was completely taken aback by their expressions.
"Commander Li? What's going on? Who are you guys?!"
Hearing Yuan Yi's question again, Li Gang was about to speak.
Cheng Wei stopped him immediately: "Let me speak, Lao Li!"
Li Gang nodded, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.
"Do you know where I'm from?" Cheng Wei asked Yuan Yi.
Looking at Cheng Wei, whose face was filled with reminiscence, Yuan Yi shook his head.
"Fu Province."
"I heard it from my father when I was young!"
"My great-grandmother, who is also my father's grandmother."
"My grandfather had seven brothers, and he was the youngest."
"The previous four brothers all died during the War of Resistance against Japan."
"My great-grandmother personally handed it over to the New Fourth Army."
"My grandfather, my fifth grandfather, and my sixth grandfather later went to the battlefield of the Korean War."
"When I was a child, I always saw that little old lady standing on tiptoe at the door, gazing at the distant mountain."
"Because that's the only entrance and exit for our village."
"I didn't understand why my great-grandmother would sit there staring at that spot all day long."
"At night, she would secretly wipe away her tears."
"Later I understood that my great-grandmother was gazing into the distance, and the direction she was looking was north."
As Cheng Wei spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again.
"The song that just played inexplicably reminded me of my great-grandmother."
"She was born at the end of the Qing Dynasty and was 107 years old when she passed away."
"She always said that she lived so long because she wanted to see more of this new world for her husband and son."
Wiping away her tears, Cheng Wei continued, "During those years, many husbands and sons joined the army."
"But in the end, all that came back were death notices."
"But those grandmothers living deep in the mountains did not complain or blame others."
"They continue their lives, trapped in the mountains for their entire lives."
"Some good families keep their lineage, while others have no descendants at all."
Cheng Wei sighed again as he spoke.
Then he turned to look at Li Gang.
"Old Li, let's play this song!"
Li Gang nodded emphatically: "Go ahead, I'll fight anyone who tries to stop me."
After speaking, he looked at Yuan Yi.
"Alright, you'll still have three songs for this gala."
"Two solos and one duet!"
Yuan Yi stared blankly at Li Gang.
No, how can you use someone to their death like this?
With so many people in the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, each person could fill a program with just one song.
Why do I always end up setting myself up as a target?!
Leaving aside the past, now they're even trying to make themselves special.
You have to understand that everyone has their own role; if you sing more songs, others will have to sing fewer.
We're all in the same group, and who wouldn't want to perform on stage at such an important gala?
"Commander Li, political commissar."
"Isn't this inappropriate? How about I just sing a song instead!"
"Other comrades need opportunities too!"
Before Yuan Yi could finish speaking, Li Gang waved his hand to interrupt him.
"Alright, I know what you mean."
"They just think that since you're new here, you shouldn't be the one drawing all the attention."
"But our regiment's rule has always been that whoever is capable gets the job."
"With your ability and talent, you should bring more glory to our troupe!"
"Look at you, you're only in your early twenties, but you act like an old man!"
"Young people should strive and fight for what they want."
"Be energetic!!! What kind of young person isn't energetic and spirited?"
Yuan Yi rolled his eyes as he listened to what Li Gang said.
"Listen to what kind of talk this is!"
"If young people aren't spirited, what kind of young people are they? Is that saying appropriate here?"
"Speechless!!!"
Cheng Wei was no longer upset at this point, and he laughed at Yuan Yi's embarrassed expression.
"Yuan Yi, you need to know that this gala isn't just about our General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe putting on a show."
"People from other units also made their appearance!"
"So, this can be seen as an opportunity for our group to compete for honor."
"You might submit three programs, but they might not be selected!"
"Besides, your hasty return this time means you might not be selected!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yi no longer refused.
Yes, this year's gala was still hosted by CCTV-1.
Other performing arts troupes and dance troupes from various units will also participate, and they have already been rehearsing for a long time.
This is a last-minute change of plans; they might just stick to the original plan!
"Okay, I understand!"
Watching Yuan Yi walk out of the office, Li Gang and Cheng Wei exchanged a glance and laughed.
"I'm afraid this kid doesn't know that Lin Weiqi is the director of this gala."
"Yes, and we had already submitted 'My Motherland' and 'The Song of the Chinese People's Volunteers'!"
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