Chapter 157 Chen Ji stole the whole group's flowers



"Senior, we can now give affirmative answers to all the questions you asked in your letter."

"Yes, thanks to the heroic and selfless struggle of our predecessors, by our time, people can eat their fill, dress warmly, walk out with dignity, and live peacefully."

The world you cannot see, we see for you with our eyes.

This prosperous era is just as you wished; in this prosperous era, you and I are together.

You said you can't come back, please remember me.

Look, the purple grass has bloomed all over Purple Mountain, and every breeze carries our prayers and longings.

..."

The audience was completely silent; everyone was listening attentively.

Xu Ruantang wrote this article because he felt that while celebrating the festival, remembering the martyrs was the most important thing to do.

When she looked up, she saw that some sensitive people were already secretly wiping away tears.

Li Shuhe's voice continued: "You said that seeing the red flag flying high means that you have kept your promise."

Look, what's flying high in every corner are our promises to each other!

...

When the people have faith, the nation has strength, and the people have hope.

A person's true death is being forgotten by everyone. As long as we remember you, you live!

The motherland will never forget, the mountains and rivers will never forget, and the people will never forget!

Thanks to you, our land is safe and sound!

Grateful to our predecessors, long live our motherland, and may our people's heroes live forever!

Li Shuhe gripped the microphone tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "On this joyous occasion, my partner Xu Ruantang and I dedicate this piece to all national heroes! Now, let us spend the time of a song together commemorating the revolutionary martyrs."

Li Shuhe walked to the piano, and Xu Ruantang also sat down on the stool.

She was so engrossed in her performance that she didn't notice anything happening in the audience.

Xu Hanli quickly wiped away his tears, but fortunately the lights were focused on the stage and no one noticed that he was crying.

He had just finished wiping when his buttocks were pushed to the side.

Xu Hanli wanted to curse whoever was so tactless, but when he turned around, he met Chen Ji's cold eyes.

He asked in a low voice, "Don't you think the front row is noisy?"

In previous years, a front-row seat was reserved for Chen Ji, but he never came; he always sat in the last row to avoid the noise.

Now they started pushing him, and half of his buttocks moved onto the political commissar's stool next to him.

"here we go."

Chen Ji shifted his gaze to the stage, his expression inscrutable.

Xu Hanli understood immediately, pursed his lips and didn't argue with him, and began to listen to the performance with full concentration.

This man came to support his wife, but he was too awkward to say it directly.

Xu Hanli thought to himself, "He's not stupid. He can figure it out even if I don't say it directly!"

"Erhu and piano, what kind of combination is that? Is it even pleasant to listen to?"

Someone in the back row whispered something.

"I don't know, we'll find out when we see."

As the erhu begins to play, the melody is tender and gentle, like a lament.

It is not just a piece of music; it uses the most delicate sound to evoke people's memories and express the deep longing in their hearts.

The melodious and deep sound of the erhu intertwined with the soothing sound of the piano, flowing smoothly throughout the auditorium.

The sounds entered the ears and seemed to drift into everyone's hearts, outlining all the emotions buried deepest in their hearts.

The scenes of bloodshed and sacrifice unfolded before my eyes like a revolving lantern.

It seems to be trying to say that today's peace was bought with the lives of countless predecessors.

Xu Hanli secretly glanced at Chen Ji, who was sitting upright with no expression on his face.

But his hands, hanging at his sides, were already clenched into fists.

Xu Hanli knew that he couldn't possibly be unmoved, and that he was about to burst into tears again.

As the performance was nearing its end, a series of sniffling sounds came from behind Chen Ji.

"I want to go up and deliver the flowers," one of the impatient students whispered.

A voice choked with emotion replied, "I'll give you mine, and please deliver it for me too."

Some even had time to gossip and ask, "Who was playing with the leader's daughter?"

"I don't know. I just heard it's called 'Gummy Candy,' which is a nice name. It must be a new cultural and artistic soldier."

"She tricked me into crying, so give her the flowers too!"

"And mine too!"

Chen Ji turned around, and the room fell silent instantly.

Normally, people watching the show might whisper to each other, and no one would be too strict about it. But when people see Chen Ji, they instinctively fall silent.

Xu Hanli secretly turned around: "You bunch of idiots, how dare you call her 'soft candy'? That's your sister-in-law! Old Chen's wife!"

Xu Ruantang was also immersed in this atmosphere; whenever she picked up the erhu, she would always think of her grandfather.

I almost cried too.

In order to trick others into shedding tears, he was so sincere that he almost fooled himself.

After the song ended, the two stood up to take their bows.

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience, mixed with cheers.

Just as Xu Ruantang was about to walk down, a large bouquet of flowers was thrust in front of her, made up of individual stems.

She looked up in surprise and saw Chen Ji with an icy expression, holding flowers in both hands and presenting them to her.

Her face was icy, but the tenderness in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Xu Hanli came up with him, also holding a bunch of flowers, and reluctantly handed them to Li Shuhe.

Li Shuhe ignored him and snatched the flowers away. "Thanks!"

The cheers from the audience continued, and Xu Ruantang smiled, taking the flowers from Chen Ji's hand. "Thank you."

Chen Ji and Xu Hanli quickly walked off the stage. Their speed reminded Xu Ruantang of the boys who rushed to the convenience store after junior high school, it was like a 100-meter sprint.

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