Chapter 1111 was written for the Navy celebration. The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, I sang "Ode to the Motherland".
A dark green jeep with military license plates was parked early at the entrance of the Mo family courtyard.
Once everything was ready, Wang Yueheng and Mo Zixue got into the car together and sped off towards the naval cultural troupe's residence in the outskirts of Kyoto.
The vehicle drove through the gradually awakening city and onto the highway, the scenery outside the window gradually opening up.
As Wang Yueheng rode in a military vehicle for the first time, he looked out the window and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.
I never imagined that one day I would be able to ride in such a car and travel across the bustling capital of the Dragon Kingdom.
After nearly an hour's journey.
The car arrived at the heavily guarded compound of the cultural troupe.
"Yue Heng! Over here!"
As soon as I got off the bus, a familiar and warm voice came from over.
Wang Yueheng looked up and saw that it was Teacher Han Hong, dressed in a neat military uniform, waving at him with a smile.
"Teacher Han Hong? You're here too?" Wang Yueheng was a little surprised and quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"How could I not come to something this important?"
"I heard about what happened last night, it was really great!"
"After listening to your song 'Beijing Beijing,' my heart ached a little, and it reminded me of many things when I first came to Beijing to work hard. You wrote it well, and you sang it even better! This is what we artists should be doing!"
Han Hong patted his arm with a smile, his eyes full of appreciation and emotion.
"Sister Han Hong, you flatter me. I just did what I felt I should do."
Upon receiving such straightforward praise from this highly respected senior figure in the music industry, Wang Yueheng smiled modestly.
"What awards! Let's be realistic!"
"Let's go, the comrades from the Navy Cultural Troupe are all waiting inside. We're pressed for time and have a heavy task ahead of us."
Han Hong waved his hand and then personally led him towards the rehearsal hall.
Stepping into the spacious and bright rehearsal hall, a serious and tense atmosphere immediately comes into view.
The cultural troupe members, dressed in naval uniforms or training uniforms, are practicing in their respective positions.
The sounds of musical instruments and singing practice rose and fell, yet remained orderly.
They had just entered the rehearsal hall accompanied by Han Hong.
A middle-aged man with the rank of senior colonel, possessing a refined demeanor yet exuding the fortitude of a soldier, immediately came forward to greet him.
He first greeted Han Hong familiarly, then looked intently at Wang Yueheng and shook his hand firmly: "Comrade Wang Yueheng, welcome! I am Li Zhenbang, the head of the Navy Cultural Troupe."
"We've heard about what you did last night and your song 'Beijing Beijing,' and it's truly admirable! It makes us even more excited for today's collaboration!"
"Hello, Commander Li, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
Wang Yueheng greeted the senior colonel politely.
After exchanging pleasantries, they immediately got down to business.
Li Zhenbang, the head of the delegation, led Wang Yueheng and Han Hong aside, a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment on his face: "Comrade Yueheng, there's a situation. We originally planned to prepare a grand finale choral piece for the celebration, and we were very confident about it, but..."
He paused, then smiled wryly and said, "But after receiving the sheet music for 'The Motherland Will Not Forget' and 'A Man Should Be Self-reliant' that you submitted last night, the core members of the troupe and the band teachers studied them overnight and unanimously agreed that... your two songs are too strong in terms of scope, theme, and artistic appeal."
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