There were few people eating barbecue, but there were more than a dozen people watching TV. The people watching TV stood far away and very politely did not sit down at the table.
Xing Baohua glanced at the TV and remembered that Li Wengang had told him to watch TV at eight o'clock tonight. He hadn't paid attention to it at the time, but now that he saw the TV, he remembered.
Eight o'clock? There's still more than an hour. There aren't many TV stations at this time, but there are still five or six.
Those with good antennas can also pick up more local stations.
If the time comes and the channel you're looking for isn't there, you'd be too embarrassed to change the channel!
After ordering the barbecue, Xing Baohua and Su Ya sat near the television.
Just as Xing Baohua was about to order two bottles of beer, he saw an acquaintance pushing a bicycle and shouted loudly behind him.
"stop!"
Several people who were rushing home stopped at the shout and looked in Xing Baohua's direction.
I called out a little too quickly and forgot to address them properly, so I gave an awkward laugh and apologized for the stares.
This was quite a coincidence. Xing Baohua scratched his head. Seeing Su Ya looking at him, Xing Baohua explained, "I met a friend."
"A friend?" Su Ya watched the girl push her bicycle towards them.
She's prettier and has a better figure than her, which makes me feel a little threatened.
"Why were you shouting so loudly just now? You startled me." The person who came in was Zou Wenjuan, who was also slightly taken aback when she saw Su Ya.
"Haven't we seen each other for several days? I was just wondering how your singing practice was going. Let's hang out since we've run into each other. Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Su Ya."
"Su Ya, this is Zou Wenjuan, the music teacher at No. 7 Middle School. I'll give her two songs, and we'll record them on a cassette tape in a while," Xing Baohua introduced them.
Anyway, he had already told Zou Wenjuan that he had a girlfriend. Besides, the two of them hadn't really developed anything substantial, except for the occasional flirting when they were drunk, which can be ignored.
Xing Baohua hasn't done anything wrong, so what's there to be afraid of!
Su Ya, who was initially a little worried, immediately smiled after Xing Baohua introduced her boyfriend. She invited Zou Wenjuan to sit down and quickly poured her some water.
Zou Wenjuan looked at Su Ya, then at Xing Baohua. She had a mixed expression, a mixture of amusement and exasperation, that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
My feelings are a bit complicated.
After Xing Baohua sat down, he said, "Sit down, it's alright, we're colleagues after all."
“Your girlfriend is quite pretty!” Zou Wenjuan said after sitting down.
When Suya poured her some water, she said thank you.
"That's right. Didn't I tell you before that I have a boyfriend?"
These words made it seem like Zou Wenjuan was chasing after him.
Suya also looked at him, wondering if something was amiss.
Xing Baohua told Su Ya that his family had introduced him to potential partners last time, but he didn't like any of them.
Xing Baohua accidentally discovered Zou Wenjuan's singing talent and introduced her to Liu Haibo and Sun Changjie's audio-visual publishing house to sing.
As they ate, they recounted the whole story. The two girls listened attentively to Xing Baohua's explanation.
Su Ya knew about Liu Haibo, but she didn't know what they were up to. Plus, Xing Baohua could compose songs, so Su Ya had no doubts at the moment.
Xing Baohua thought to himself, "Luckily, I didn't mess around like I did in my previous life. In this era, it's easy to do something, but the consequences are severe."
They're either enemies or friends. The two girls chatted together, maybe they have something in common! Anyway, Xing Baohua only got to drink beer.
The evening news on TV has finished, and I guess the weather forecast will start next. More and more people are gathering to watch TV, but not many are eating barbecue.
A few minutes later, a chorus came from the TV: "Ah~ Ah~"
A feeling of goosebumps rising all over my body instantly tightened my skin.
Su Ya and Zou Wenjuan stopped chatting and started watching TV.
The sound of whooshing came from the screen; it was the sound of 16 Katyusha rockets already lined up in formation.
The sight of dozens of vehicles launching simultaneously was truly awe-inspiring.
"Perhaps when I say goodbye, I will never come back."
Do you understand? Do you comprehend?
Perhaps I will fall and never rise again.
Do you intend to wait forever?
The television footage almost entirely lacked the segments featuring Xing Baohua and Li Wengang.
For example, when they launched an attack, the whole mountainside was filled with the roar of machine guns and the booming of cannons, and many green figures fell down.
You could even hear shouts, with someone yelling, "Save the platoon leader first! Save the platoon leader first!"
The singing was accompanied by the sounds of cannons, thick smoke, gunfire, and the sight of those lovely people falling.
When Geng Ling appeared on the screen, she seemed to be singing this song with tears in her eyes.
Very vivid and engaging.
The songs and the authentic scenes moved everyone who watched. Perhaps their relatives were also in southern Xinjiang, or perhaps...
Tears and sobs slowly passed through, gradually spreading.
"My cousin," Su Ya introduced the singer, her eyes filled with tears.
Zou Wenjuan's eyes reddened, but she continued watching, as if she hadn't heard Su Ya's words.
During the chorus, Geng Ling's high notes resonated deeply.
The scene shifts again, showing a flag bearer about to fall, desperately trying to prevent the red flag from toppling. Leaning to the side, he supports the flagpole, demonstrating through his body what it means for a person to fall but for the flag to remain standing.
The red flag was so beautiful. The craters were stained with blood.
The smoke of battle could not obscure its beauty. It still stands proudly atop the highest mountain peak.
As the song came to an end, the image froze, and the flag bearer who was about to fall was no longer a physical body; he stood permanently like a sculpted statue.
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