Zhao Yuenan and Huang Lei are getting married, but the troops cannot leave their camp. After all, there is constant war outside, and their troops must be ready to obey orders and go to the battlefield at any time.
So the army leaders made a temporary decision to prepare a gala taking advantage of Xinyi's pregnancy and their upcoming wedding. After all, the army hadn't held a gala for a long time, and no happy events had happened for a long time.
As for organizing the gala, it was naturally handed over to the art troupe to prepare.
Ever since Xiao Ying left, their art troupe has been neglected for a long time. After all, the war was raging and the army leaders had no time to care about their art troupe.
Today, after the army leaders issued the order, the art troupe became lively and everyone began to rehearse and prepare. After rehearsing for a whole week, everyone has been eager to watch.
After the training, the soldiers began to move their small stools to reserve space early.
The sky gradually darkened, and the flames in the center of the military playground were burning brightly. Everyone sat around the flames, chatting and laughing.
The army leader walked over gracefully, looked at the soldiers chatting and laughing, and smiled slightly: "It seems that everyone is looking forward to this show. Everyone's face is glowing and in a good mood!"
"Leader, Dean." Everyone stood up in unison, calling out respectfully in voices as loud as a bell.
The army leader smiled broadly and gestured for everyone to sit down: "Everyone, don't be so reserved. Today is all about having fun."
The army hasn't been so lively for a long time. All the soldiers were mobilized, even the wounded who needed to be hospitalized for rest, because everyone was really too happy. How could they bear to be asked to recuperate in the hospital on such a festive day?
"Medical staff, please take good care of the wounded in your hands. Don't get too excited about watching the show and ignore your wounded. No matter what time it is, you must not forget the responsibilities on your shoulders." Before the gala began, the dean specifically reminded them.
"Thanks to the good cheer from Zheng Xinyi and Dr. Huang, our injuries are no longer a problem." A wounded soldier called out humorously.
As the words fell, a burst of heartfelt laughter rang out.
Xiaolan, the head of the art troupe, turned her gaze towards the army leader, who nodded slightly. Then, with a smile on her face, she walked to the center. "Our army has been experiencing a lot of happy events recently, and everyone is infected by this joyous atmosphere. To celebrate Dr. Zheng's pregnancy and Dr. Huang and Dr. Zhao's marriage, our art troupe has specially prepared a special performance to liven up the atmosphere. Now, I officially declare the performance to begin."
Tonight's gala is particularly special. Every program is carefully designed and prepared by the art troupe. Every program, even every line, has a special meaning.
Watching such a festive performance, everyone was smiling and laughing. It was really a rare scene, and a picture with some special memories. If possible, Zheng Xinyi really hoped that she could stay in this picture forever, because no one would have thought that many years later, this scene would be so precious and hard to find. These smiling faces that came from the heart around the flames eventually went their separate ways, died on the battlefield, and even their bodies were not left.
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