637: Minister Zhao is coming to see us
The curtain opens.
The music starts.
The low baritone began to sing:
"In that bustling city, there lived a pair of young sisters—"
Sisters Yu Xiaoye and Ming Jiajia, wearing white skirts and performing cheerful and graceful ballet steps, floated out from a corner of the stage, looking like carefree and innocent girls on the city streets.
The girl's innocent and beautiful appearance once again aroused applause.
The two danced gracefully in white skirts, which were very rare on the stage in that era. The graceful and cheerful ballet steps, the background music, and the baritone singing were coordinated so smoothly and perfectly that people couldn't take their eyes off them.
Gradually, the music and singing became more intense:
"They want to build the frontier, they want to cultivate fertile land. Difficulties and obstacles cannot shake their determination!"
The momentum suddenly changed, and the two girls suddenly pulled down their white skirts from their waists, revealing the black trousers underneath.
This rapid change made people think it was a magic trick. The people in the audience had never seen anyone change their costumes like this on stage. They were very excited and didn't dare to breathe for fear of missing anything.
The two girls took off their skirts and rushed to the Great Northern Wilderness.
"The blue sky and black soil of the Great Northern Wilderness, looking around is all desolate, sisters are not afraid of the hardship of reclaiming the wasteland, sweating and building the Great Northern Granary!"
The music gradually became more compact and intense, and the chorus gradually became louder and higher.
The sisters' dance became more lively and vigorous, like two fluttering butterflies.
Finally arrived in the Great Northern Wilderness:
"Here is the bitter cold of ice and snow, here is the fierce north wind, here is the vast and endless wilderness."
The sisters' dance was no longer lively, but became dull and difficult due to the harsh natural conditions.
The music also gradually becomes heavier and more majestic.
Then, a snowstorm hit unexpectedly, and the two sisters were in life-and-death crisis.
The music stopped, leaving only the violin's gentle wail.
The two sisters huddled together in the snow and were about to lose their lives.
But at the last moment, the wind and snow stopped, and the two motionless sisters finally raised their heads slowly, having survived the blizzard.
The music is stirring again.
The baritone began to sing.
The audience's mood quickly rose with the rhythm of the music.
The little sisters slowly stood up from the snow pile and began to welcome the new life.
Then, the land was finally reclaimed:
"In the fields of hope, the endless yellow rice fields sparkle with the golden light of harvest. In the fields of hope, the fragrance of rice is transmitted, which is a power that is sweet to the bottom of my heart!"
The chorus was passionate and filled with the joy of harvest.
The little sisters dance happily to welcome the harvest.
The music, chorus, and dance, every beat is seamless and smooth.
"The Great Northern Wilderness is no longer barren. Thousands of miles of fertile land have become granaries. The black soil is full of pure hearts. The sons and daughters of China will protect the border, protect the border!"
The music, chorus and dance came to an abrupt halt.
There was silence on the field.
Before everyone could react, they were still staring at the stage with great interest. The two little sisters on the stage held hands and began to bow to the audience with elegant ballet moves to express their gratitude.
Everyone then realized that the show was over!
These fifteen minutes seemed extremely long, yet also passed in the blink of an eye.
Everyone forgot the length of time and was completely immersed in the ballet.
Suddenly, thunderous applause broke out from the audience.
In the solemn and dignified conference hall, everyone in the audience stood up spontaneously and applauded enthusiastically.
The members of the Beidahuang Corps working group cheered loudly and excitedly.
Zhou Ziheng also stood up and applauded. During these fifteen minutes, he seemed to have completely forgotten to breathe and blink, and his whole heart was beating to the rhythm of the stage.
Fifteen minutes later, he finally let out a long breath.
Success!
Yu Xiaoye once again performed beyond expectations, conquering the stage and the audience.
It also conquered Zhou Ziheng.
At this moment, he admired Yu Xiaoye.
He admired this little girl who looked thin but was full of energy.
He is really excellent and hardworking, and has an extraordinary calm aura.
All members of "The Pioneer Sisters" stood up and took a bow.
When they returned to the backstage, everyone hugged each other, not daring to shout, but regardless of gender, they hugged each other tightly and silently celebrated the success of the performance.
After several months of hard work, there was finally a happy ending.
Liang Qin was so excited that tears rolled down her cheeks. She hugged Yu Xiaoye tightly, patted her back hard, and said with a sob:
"We did it, Ono, you did it!"
Yu Xiaoye was so excited that his eyes turned red. Thinking back on his journey from the Eighth Company all the way to the capital, it seemed unreal, like a dream.
This time, the burden on my shoulders was completely lifted.
I don't feel tired when I'm carrying a load on my back.
The moment I put down the burden, I felt that all the efforts to persevere had almost drained me of all my energy.
That huge sense of relief suddenly made her feel a little melancholy.
Everyone in the backstage gradually calmed down and prepared to pack up and leave.
The art troupe successfully completed its mission. All that remained was for the members of the Corps working group to stay and hold a meeting.
Just as the art troupe was packing up, someone suddenly came backstage, found the pioneering sisters, and told them:
"Don't leave for now. Minister Zhao will come to see you later."
Everyone was overjoyed:
"Minister Zhao is coming to see us?!"
"Yes, so everyone wait a moment."
"Okay, okay, we'll wait here!"
Everyone was extremely excited. They didn't expect Minister Zhao to come.
It seems that today's performance was a complete success!
Everyone was waiting eagerly in the backstage.
, Minister Zhao finally showed up.
The elderly Minister Zhao has gray hair, but he is in good spirits and looks radiant.
He came to the backstage with a few people accompanying him, and there was immediately warm applause of welcome.
Minister Zhao saw the pioneering sisters who had not had time to change out of their performance costumes and went straight towards them.
Ming Jiajia was so excited that she didn't know what to do. She just stared at Minister Zhao's face with red eyes.
It was Yu Xiaoye who took the initiative to step forward and wanted to bow to Minister Zhao, but Minister Zhao extended his hand very kindly.
Yu Xiaoye had no choice but to respectfully extend his hands and shake Minister Zhao's old hands, while bowing:
"Hello, Minister Zhao!"
"Hello, young comrades, your program is very inspiring and perfectly captures the spirit of the Great Northern Wilderness!"
"Thank you Minister Zhao for your praise. It is an honor for all members of our art troupe to receive Minister Zhao's recognition."
Minister Zhao did not expect that this little girl was so clever with her words. Not only was she not stage-frightened, but she also spoke very nicely. He could not help but look at her with admiration.
Minister Zhao smiled amiably and asked:
"The leader of your regiment is Captain Zhou, right?"
Yu Xiaoye was surprised that Minister Zhao actually mentioned Zhou Ziheng. After a moment of hesitation, he replied:
"Yes, our team leader is Director Zhou Ziheng of the Mishan Farm of the Second Division of the Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps."
Just as he said this, Zhou Ziheng came backstage and called out from behind Minister Zhao:
"Minister Zhao."
When Zhao Kuanmin heard Zhou Ziheng's voice, he let go of Yu Xiaoye's hand, turned around, and saw Zhou Ziheng, who was wearing a Zhongshan suit and looked very imposing. He immediately called him by his nickname:
"Hengzi!"
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