These military official Weibo accounts, which are usually meticulous and precise in their wording, reposted Wang Yueheng's Weibo post with powerful and confident language, making their attitude self-evident!
This is not only an affirmation of Wang Yueheng's personal literary talent, but also an absolute confidence in China's own military strength, and the most powerful contempt and counterattack against those overseas lackeys and Western media!
The most eye-catching repost was from a prominent "big V" influencer.
The account "@局座张忠" (Zhang Zhong, the General Manager) retweeted Wang Yueheng's Weibo post, but unlike other official accounts, it didn't include any impassioned text; it simply wrote three words:
"See you tomorrow."
But these three simple words, coupled with his profile picture that is widely known among military enthusiasts, featuring a kind smile but sharp eyes, instantly caused an even bigger sensation and speculation across the internet!
Zhang Zhong, a retired naval rear admiral and military commentator, is nicknamed "Director of the Strategic Deception Bureau" by netizens because he often uses tactics of "deceiving" and "belittling" his own side while "exaggerating" the opponent's military equipment and technology in his programs.
But everyone knows that this old general's love and expectations for the national defense cause are deeper than anyone else's!
What does his "See you tomorrow" mean?
Does this imply acceptance of the attitude expressed in Wang Yueheng's poem?
Or is this hinting that tomorrow's "Dragon Might" will have a display that will leave all skeptics speechless?
Countless military enthusiasts and netizens began flooding Zhang Zhong's Weibo with comments:
"The comrade has spoken! See you tomorrow! Something big is coming!"
"Director: I'm laying my cards on the table, I'm not pretending anymore!"
"Even the Director is no longer trying to fool us, it seems there really is a killer weapon coming tomorrow!"
"Looking forward to tomorrow! The moment of being proven wrong!"...
In a quiet study in Kyoto, Major General Zhang Zhong, with his gray hair but still vigorous spirit, looked at Wang Yueheng's poem "Looking at Mount Tai" on the screen, then at his own "See you tomorrow" message, and a smile of relief mixed with complex emotions appeared on his face.
He closed the webpage and picked up the top-secret briefing on the table regarding the performance parameters of the "Dragon Might".
Recalling the news he had heard during the day about Wang Yueheng being specially recruited into the army and singing songs such as "Ode to the Motherland" at the celebration, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "The younger generation is truly formidable! With such a vision and talent, how can our nation not prosper? The future of the navy is promising!"
After resting for less than an hour after dinner, Wang Yueheng reappeared at the entrance of the rehearsal hall, ready to begin the evening rehearsal.
His reappearance instantly changed the atmosphere of the entire hall.
Almost everyone's eyes were focused on him.
The emotions conveyed in the eyes of all the members of the performing arts troupe were more complex and intense than during the day.
"Teacher Wang!"
"Comrade Yue Heng!"...
Everyone addressed the young singer differently, but the enthusiasm and respect in their tone were consistent.
Some of the older members who had doubts before, due to their seniority or professional background, now only showed admiration and recognition in their eyes.
The fact that he can casually cite a poem of the caliber of "Looking at Mount Tai" to respond to external doubts speaks volumes about his cultural depth and character.
Not to mention the three songs he presented that were destined to become classics!
When Zheng Junming, the deputy band leader standing in front of the band, saw Wang Yueheng enter, his eyes instinctively darted away, and the burning sensation on his face seemed to return.
He forced a fairly natural smile and nodded to Wang Yueheng as a greeting.
Then he immediately turned around, pretending to be busy tidying up the sheet music in front of him, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
The words of his old leader, Grandpa Lei, echoed in his ears like a warning bell. His resentment and dissatisfaction seemed so insignificant in the face of absolute strength and the clear attitude of his superiors.
All he wants now is to complete this mission safely and without any further mishaps.
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