Chapter 88 Recruiting people!
"ah?"
Wen Ci blinked his eyes after hearing what Yu Qing said. A logistics soldier happened to pass by and asked, "Is the Living King of Hell still in the primeval forest?"
"I don't know." The logistics soldier shook his head.
Yu Qing quickly said, "Maybe he's busy."
"It's possible." Wen Ci didn't think much about it.
The dark night sky was lit up by stars, and the full moon in the sky emitted a bright and white light. Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the night sky.
Wen Ci pulled Yu Qing's sleeve, looking excited: "There's a shooting star!" As she said that, she clasped her hands together and made a wish devoutly in her heart.
Yu Qing also imitated Wen Ci's actions and made a pious wish.
After a while, Wen Ci opened her eyes. A meteor left a trail in the starry sky. She felt a little regretful that she didn't have a camera to capture this scene.
The two walked three kilometers and got out of the primeval forest.
"Wen Ci."
Wen Ci heard someone calling his name, looked in the direction of the voice, and then his eyes fell on the Youth League Committee, and asked blankly: "What does the Youth League Committee want to talk to me about?"
"It's okay." The Youth League Committee member approached and said calmly, "Huo Jingyuan asked me to tell you that he has to go to the border for a mission and will not be back in the next few days."
Wen Ci nodded.
In the 1980s, bandits were still rampant in the border areas, and soldiers would often go on missions. As a regiment commander, Huo Jingyuan had to complete more missions and accumulate merits if he wanted to be promoted in the future.
After a long journey, Wen Ci and Yu Qing sat at the back of the car. The cool wind blew away their fatigue when they returned to the family compound.
It's nearly eleven o'clock.
Wen Ci went straight to the bathroom at home. It was extremely inconvenient to take a bath in the wild. The temperature during the day and night caused the water here to not boil yet, while the other pot of hot water had already cooled down.
She had relatives coming over and kept putting off taking a shower.
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The next day.
Wen Ci had a good sleep.
She stretched slowly and rested for more than ten minutes before slowly getting up from the bed. Tomorrow is the day of the military art tour.
She and Yu Qingde have to borrow clothes for the water sleeve dance today.
Wen Ci was somewhat looking forward to seeing the white-based water-sleeved uniforms. Since there were still many empty rooms in the family compound, they were temporarily lent to the female soldiers on tour.
As soon as he went out, Wen Ci met a few female soldiers wearing makeup.
From their conversation, I learned that today was the last rehearsal for the tour, and all performers needed to wear makeup on stage.
Wen Ci scratched his head.
She and Yu Qing have not officially rehearsed on stage yet, but they practice dancing for an hour and a half every day at noon after waking up.
After meeting at the gate of the military camp.
Wen Ci heard the sonorous voice of the announcer on the playground. The gatekeeper knew Yu Qing and asked with a smile, "I heard that Doctor Yu will also perform on stage?"
"Yeah."
The military camp playground can accommodate several thousand people. The stage is extremely large, with benches covering the entire playground. There are several female soldiers on the stage wearing red floral clothes and holding two handkerchiefs in their hands.
The yangko dance started, which can usually only be seen on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Come backstage.
Wen Ci recognized the leader of the military art tour from the crowd at a glance and took the initiative to walk up to him: "Hello, leader, we are here to perform the water sleeve dance on behalf of the Northwest Military Region Hospital.
Recently, only military vehicles are allowed to enter and exit. We can’t buy clothes for the water sleeve dance, so I want to ask if you can lend us two clothes? "
The leader's eyes fell on the two people, and he immediately asked his subordinates to look through the boxes for the water sleeves: "Before I came, the head nurse of your hospital told me about it."
"Thanks!"
After a while, the female soldier brought out two long-sleeved suits. The overall color of the clothes was white, with embroidery of other colors at the waist, which looked pretty good.
"Who came up with the idea of using water sleeves to beat the drums?"
"She." Yu Qing said immediately.
Beating the drum with water sleeves is extremely challenging for the dancer's abilities. The force used when hitting the drum surface with the water sleeves needs to be the same each time, otherwise it will sound weird.
"Can you guys come on stage and rehearse for me? If possible, I'll put you on stage as the finale."
Hearing this, Wen Ci and Yu Qing looked at each other and said, "Okay."
There is a dressing room behind the stage.
After a while, Wen Ci walked out slowly with her sleeves pinched in her hands. Her lips were trembling slightly and she felt nervous in her heart.
She and Yu Qing had practiced dancing many times in private, but this was the first time she actually put on the water sleeves and danced on stage.
Although Wen Ci was not wearing any makeup, when she stood in the sun in her white water-sleeved dress, the bright sunlight made her skin look whiter and her graceful figure was fully revealed.
The female soldier leader looked at Wen Ci with admiration and said with a smile: "With your qualifications, have you ever considered joining the art troupe? You can be a female soldier with military status."
Wen Ci shook his head.
Most of the female soldiers in the art troupe need to go on tours in military regions across the country. She didn't want to be separated from Huo Jingyuan for a long time.
As the second-in-command of the Northwest Military Region, the Youth League Committee attached great importance to this military art tour. As soon as he arrived at the stage, he heard the director of the art troupe was recruiting people.
The person dug up was Huo Jingyuan's wife.
"The art troupe is not as good as ours in the Northwest!" The Youth League Committee walked to the side of the female soldier leader and said, "Captain Huang Qian, please stop poaching people randomly."
"No?"
The leaders of the Youth League Committee and the Art Troupe are old acquaintances.
"Of course not. Xiao Wen is the wife of my capable general in the northwest. If you poach her away, how can my soldiers have a warm bed?"
"Is this a military dependent?"
"Yeah."
Huang Qian gave up the idea of poaching people. If they were military dependents from other military regions, she would never miss this opportunity, but they were military dependents from the Northwest.
The Northwest Military Region is remote and the conditions are backward.
The flowers of the motherland are urgently needed to be planted on this land.
The issue of childbirth for military dependents is given top priority.
As they were talking, several drums were moved onto the stage and placed on both sides. The female soldiers holding flutes changed the music for the water sleeve dance.
"The music group is ready."
Huang Qian: "Are you ready to go on stage?"
Wen Ci and Yu Qing nodded seriously: "We are ready."
The two of them immediately went on stage, and all the staff looked at them. As the music slowly started playing, the two of them began to dance.
The sleeves were extremely light in the hands of the two men.
Every time the drum was struck, the two of them would exchange postures in tacit understanding, do splits and bend their waists, and their long sleeves would sound like drumsticks, which was exciting to hear.
As soon as the dance ended, the audience burst into applause.
Huang Qian looked at the two people on the stage with deep eyes, then side-glanced at the Northwest Youth League Committee and spoke slowly, "I really want to poach these two people. We can hold two performances in the Northwest every year for our military art tour."
The military art tour is a nationwide performance to comfort the soldiers.
But Huang Qian is willing to hold one more show just for Northwest.
"No, no." The Youth League Committee refused without thinking.
Not only is Wen Ci Huo Jingyuan's wife, Yu Qing is also an excellent doctor. She is a native of the northwest, and the military district is training her to be the future dean.
(End of this chapter)