Chapter 1489 Mom, Don't Worry

"Hey, why are there so many female soldiers? Are you medical soldiers?" As soon as they got on the train, they attracted the attention of other soldiers. Among the male soldiers on the train, Hao Shuwen, Xiao Suizi, Zhuoma, He Xiaoping, etc. The female soldiers are too attractive.

"They are female art soldiers who went to the front line to give condolences and performances! Like us, they are all soldiers of the XXX art troupe. Although we can't go to the front line like you to fight, we must use our way to support you in fighting! Like brave brothers Soldiers salute!" Shen Long took the lead and stood up, saluting all the soldiers present, these soldiers are undoubtedly worthy of their respect. .

All the members of the regiment also stood up and saluted solemnly; under the leadership of the respective heads of other troops, the soldiers of these combat troops, engineering troops, and medical troops also stood up and returned the salute, "Salute to the comrades in arms on the literary and art front!"

After paying tribute to each other, Shen Long's expression became less serious, and a smile appeared on his face, "It's still a long way from here to the front line, so that you won't be bored, let's put on a show for you. If you guys have What show, can you also volunteer to stand up and show it?"

After speaking, he assigned the members of the art troupe to each carriage, ensuring that each carriage had at least one member of the art troupe to perform for the soldiers in this carriage.

This initiative was quickly warmly welcomed by all the soldiers, and they are about to go to the front line. Although their respective troops are ready, the soldiers are inevitably still a little nervous. After all, this is going to the battlefield; so big guys The children were all sitting in their seats silently, and the atmosphere at the scene was unavoidably a little depressing.

Well now, someone came out to perform a show, whether it was a solo song or a dance, it could divert the attention of the big guys a little bit, and let these nervous fighters relax a little bit.

Hao Shuwen sang "Heroes' Hymn" which Lin Dingding is best at. Although she is the captain of the dance team, she can still sing a few words. It is definitely not as good as Lin Dingding, but it is enough for this occasion.

As they sang, the soldiers hummed along, "...why is the battle flag so beautiful, why is the blood of the martyrs staining it red, why is spring always on the earth, and the life of the hero blossoms..."

While walking around in the carriage, Shen Long tapped the time, and carefully observed the reactions of the soldiers. Going to the front line to show condolences is also very particular. What kind of program is more suitable is a matter that needs to be carefully considered. He tried to Find the right show based on the responses of these soldiers.

When he walked to the back row, he found a young soldier covering his mouth and crying. Although he tried his best to suppress it, the sobs still came out uncontrollably.

Shen Long stepped forward and patted his shoulder lightly,

"Comrade, what's the matter? Did you remember something sad?"

"No, I just...I just miss my mother! I don't know if I can come back after going to the front line this time, so...so I couldn't help crying." The little soldier wiped his tears and said.

"Zeng Dehong! Why are you crying again? You are embarrassing our second squad in front of so many people!" The squad leader next to him turned his head when he heard the voice. Although his words were a bit harsh, he couldn't hide his concern for the little soldier. of.

"It's okay, it's okay, sometimes it's better to cry when you hold back your pain." Shen Long hurriedly stopped, "Besides, I'm about to go to the battlefield, it's okay to miss home, mother, or even the person at home. How embarrassing!"

The squad leader stopped talking when he saw the rows of military medals on Shen Long's chest, and the other soldiers also laughed softly, but many people shed tears like Zeng Dehong when they laughed, yes, who can miss home Woolen cloth?

Together, Shen Long and Hao Shuwen patted the shoulders, or softly comforted, or softly asked about the specific situation. Under their comfort, the big guy gradually stopped crying, and Zeng Dehong smiled embarrassedly, "Let everyone I laughed, let me sing a little song from our hometown for everyone!"

Amidst the warm applause from everyone, Zeng Dehong came to the front of the carriage and sang a folk song from his hometown. Shen Long and Hao Shuwen listened carefully in their seats. After he finished singing, another soldier stepped forward to tell everyone Played the bamboo flute.

"Leader, I feel like I chose the wrong song just now. They are about to go to the battlefield. It seems a little bad that I sang 'Blood of the Martyrs' or something. Why don't I change it later?" Hao Shuwen said in a low voice.

"The period of the Revolutionary War was a bit different from the present after all. At that time, wars were fought every day, and the revolutionary predecessors were accustomed to war." Shen Long nodded in agreement, "Most of these soldiers now live in peaceful times, and what they pay attention to must be Unlike the revolutionary predecessors, there should be new songs to sing to them."

"Head, do you know how to write songs?" Hao Shuwen heard the meaning of Shen Long's words.

"I don't know how to compose music, but after hearing what they said just now, I have a little urge to write lyrics. You go to the front and call Teacher Fang over. He can compose music. After I finish writing, see if he can come up with suitable lyrics." Here comes the song." Shen Long took out a pen and paper from his bag and began to write, in fact, of course he can compose, but Liu Feng can't.

Hao Shuwen immediately passed through the crowd and brought Teacher Fang back. When they came back, Shen Long had already written the lyrics. The two stretched their necks to read it quickly, and couldn't help but praise, "Teacher Fang!" , Your lyrics are really well written, and they have been written into the hearts of everyone."

"If such good lyrics let me compose, I really dare not write." Teacher Fang hesitated.

"It's okay, the three of us discussed it, and I actually have a little idea, how about I hum it first, and then you revise it, and Shuwen can give me some advice!" Shen Long started humming as he spoke.

Teacher Fang drew a stave on the paper, and began to outline the score based on Shen Long's humming, while Hao Shuwen made suggestions from the perspective of a singer.

With the concerted efforts of the three of them, by the next morning, this brand new song had been completed. Hao Shuwen took the score and hummed it twice softly, already gaining confidence in her heart.

She took the music score and walked to the front of the car, "Yesterday, the head of our art troupe Liu Feng and Mr. Fang listened to everyone's thoughts and wrote a new song for everyone. I will sing it for you now. I will sing this song I just got it, please forgive me if I sing badly.”

song for us? The soldiers looked at Hao Shuwen in surprise, and the singing slowly sounded, "The cold wind blows the leaves, the army is a green flower, dear comrade, don't miss home, don't miss your mother... don't worry about mother, I have grown up ..."