During the War of Resistance against Japan and the Korean War.
Countless fine sons of China bid farewell to their parents and rushed to the battlefield.
The loss of her husband and the pain of losing her son, her closest relatives, was the reality of this simple, unsophisticated woman.
They did not object; instead, they told the children not to worry about themselves, assuring them that the local authorities would take care of them.
Bearing the hopes and entrustments of their parents, the fine sons of China took up their rifles and rushed to the battlefield to fight against the invaders.
They won, but they will never have the chance to go back.
"Peace has come, they have gone."
"The person she was waiting for will never come back."
On the big screen, news of victory was announced.
Each lonely figure stood alone at their own doorstep, gazing into the distance.
Day after day, year after year.
Yuan Yi stopped singing at this point.
Her gaze was fixed ahead, her eyes red and tears streaming down her cheeks.
It was as if I could see the grandmothers, waiting and hoping silently.
The audience below the stage fell silent at this moment.
They seemed to be able to feel Grandma's emotions through Yuan Yi's lyrics and the video on the big screen.
From day to day, we look forward to it!
The sadness and grief felt upon receiving the news of the sacrifices.
The veteran volunteers in the front row were all in tears.
Seventy years have passed, and those waiting grandmothers are long gone.
But they can still remember the time when they returned home victorious and visited the parents of their comrades-in-arms.
Those pairs of desperate and sorrowful eyes left them with a lump in their throats.
Victory was hard-won; it was achieved at the cost of millions of soldiers' lives.
We should cherish this hard-won peace and pay tribute to our ancestors who enabled us to live a happy and peaceful life.
When Yuan Yi sang again, people were deeply moved.
How should a woman live after losing her husband and son?
Local governments certainly have policies in place, but even with those policies, their lives will still become even more difficult.
But they never complained or grumbled.
After the song ended, Yuan Yi bowed and walked off the stage.
"Splash, splash, splash."
A round of applause came from below the stage.
As Yuan Yi walked through the passageway, he saw admiring and respectful glances from the people passing by.
No one said anything; they were not qualified to comment.
They are not qualified to comment on Yuan Yi, let alone those grandmothers.
And so, Yuan Yi returned to the lounge.
"Knock knock knock".
The door to the lounge was knocked on, but before Wang Chuchu could open it...
The door was opened directly, and Lin Weiqi walked in.
"Brother, that's awesome!"
Yuan Yi looked at Lin Weiqi, whose face was flushed with excitement.
"Director Lin, shouldn't you be in the control room directing operations at this time?"
Lin Weiqi waved his hand: "It's alright, the assistant director is here and nothing will go wrong!"
"I just want to ask you, bro, how did your head get so big?"
"Video plus song."
"It's absolutely tear-jerking!"
Yuan Yi smiled after hearing Lin Weiqi's praise.
But in his heart he was thinking, "Could I tell you that I plagiarized someone else's work? This song was written by Zhou Linfeng."
"You flatter me."
Lin Weiqi shook his head and smiled as he looked at Yuan Yi's humble expression.
"Brother, you're just too modest."
"You really have experience in the entertainment industry?"
"If other singers in the entertainment industry received the same treatment as you, they'd be bragging about it like crazy!!"
"Look at you, you're practically our go-to singer for this gala now."
"The treatment of having three songs at a single gala is unprecedented, not to mention the entertainment industry, even among the performers in various performing arts troupes and song and dance troupes!"
"I just received a call from my boss saying that both of the parties were very successful."
"Many retired former leaders have called to praise me!"
Yuan Yi never expected that he would gain such great recognition just by singing a few revolutionary songs.
I couldn't help but give Gou Dan a mental thumbs up.
Without this system, I would definitely become a plagiarist to make a living.
However, it's probably just copying songs from the entertainment industry.
You can make a lot of money, but nothing is as meaningful as this!
Especially those who could openly and legitimately accompany the delegation were the Japanese, who were very close to the US and acted arrogantly.
This is a treatment that money can't buy.
Yuan Yi now understands why the system rewards him with money.
This way, I can have no worries and focus on ruining their business.
It truly lives up to its name, the "Storm-Smashing System." But "Trouble-Making System" seems quite fitting too!
"Brother, there are no outsiders here."
"Give me a straight answer, are you letting me go or not?"
Looking at Lin Weiqi's eager and expectant face.
"I'm fine with it, as long as you can convince the higher-ups!!"
"Okay, that's exactly what I've been waiting for, bro."
Yuan Yi looked at Lin Weiqi with a puzzled expression.
Lin Weiqi said mysteriously, "Brother, you probably don't know this yet, do you?"
“The Minister of Propaganda overheard our discussion a couple of days ago, and he said at home that you are a very thoughtful young person.”
"???"
"No, wait a moment."
Yuan Yi immediately spoke up to stop Lin Weiqi from speaking.
How could you know what the Central Propaganda leaders say at home?
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