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Of course Zhou Jin also came to this battlefield along with him. Although he had also traveled to the battlefield of the Changjin Lake Battle, the nature of this time is completely different.

As soon as they got out of the car, the cultural troupe of the local army surrounded and lifted Chang Xiangyu up.

The rest of the people cheered in their cars, and the slogan "Welcome to the condolence team——Welcome Chang Xiangyu——" resounded throughout the battlefield.

Someone also carried the youngest child in the condolence group on their shoulders, laughing and making noises.

Zhou Jin walked at the end of the line, her eyes became sore for no reason.

This group of warriors who came to meet them might have been deciding their own lives on the battlefield a few hours ago.

And in the next second, they can turn around and laugh, and cheer the people in the condolence group on their shoulders.

Zhou Jin swore that he would never forget this kind of atmosphere.

However, Chang Xiangyu and his team have no time to rest, they need to rush to the team immediately to perform.

"Teacher Chang—jump the car!"

Before the group of people had gone far, the guard on the side suddenly shouted, and then pulled Chang Xiangyu out of the car.

Zhou Jin was startled, and jumped down too.

It's enemy bombing!

Three or five fighter jets were circling in the sky, dropping bombs below.

Zhou Jin hurriedly looked at Chang Xiangyu, but this glance made him stunned.

Countless soldiers and nurses rushed to Chang Xiangyu and threw her down, blocking her, forming a human shield.

"Brothers! Protect Teacher Chang!"

The heart-piercing roar of the soldiers poured into Zhou Jin's ears mixed with the sound of shells, and his eye sockets turned red.

"This is our volunteer comrade! He is our cutest person!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

"I remember my grandfather told me when I was a child that he had participated in this war. And he also clearly remembered that a heroine who donated an airplane for them once came to the battlefield to perform. He said that the biggest thing in his life It's a pity that I didn't ask the teacher's name. I think I can tell him now."

Zhou Jin didn't even know how he, Chang Xiangyu and the others got to the destination safely.

All the members of the Xiangyu Drama Club were unscathed, but the soldiers who escorted them all suffered various injuries.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Chang Xiangyu took a deep breath.

The place where they perform is a small temporary auditorium.Below is the soil, above is the shed.Sometimes in the middle of the performance, the cannonballs came.

Dirt and ashes fell from the top of his head, hitting the hat Chang Xiangyu was wearing, and smashing down.

And like this kind of air strike, they can only dodge.

The soldiers in the audience wrapped a flashlight with a black cloth, and the faint light shone on Chang Xiangyu's stage, lest it would be too bright to attract the attention of enemy planes.

"Changing men's clothing to kill the enemy—going to the front—"

"You must learn from that man—a hero!"

"I wish I could get away with it--unashamed!"

"Pick up the reins and urge the horse—drive forward!"

Chang Xiangyu sang loudly on the stage in a Mulan costume, and the soldiers in the audience became excited for a while.

"Learn from Hua Mulan—"

"Learn from heroes—"

"We're going to win this war!"

"If you can't win, you will never go home to see my parents!"

Listening to the shouts of the soldiers, Zhou Jin lowered her head and rubbed her nose.

"Your Zhou Shen's show is always so easy to cry."

"People in that era had much richer spiritual beliefs than we do now..."

"This is our soldier! This is our people's artist!"

"Salute to the cutest person! Salute to the People's Artist!"

The news was frantically pushed on the bullet screen, and Zhou Jin also adjusted her mood and spoke slowly.

"During the period of being a condolence team on the battlefield, the members of the Xiangyu Drama Club would lift the quilts of the soldiers whenever they had time, find those clothes and socks, and wash them by the cold river."

"And the cooking class also keeps saying that they want to improve the food for the members of the Xiangyu Drama Club, but in such a situation of lack of supplies, what can they have?"

"They went up the mountain to dig wild garlic, wild onions, and wild vegetables, and came back to make buns for the members of the Xiangyu Drama Club."

"As for the five or six months that the Xiangyu Theater Club stayed here, they never ate food, they only ate canned food."

"Her incident caused a huge sensation for a while, and even shocked the leaders."

"Later, she took the drama club into Huairen Hall. After the performance, the leader shook hands with her cordially.

"It wasn't until Chang Xiangyu was old that she saw the "Xiangyu Jushe" fighter jet donated by herself again. She fu touched the handwriting on the nose and said: "I was 29 years old when the charity performance was performed, and I am 69 years old now. I am 40 years old." As the years go by, I am really happy for the prosperity of our motherland and proud of the strength of our army! "

With the sound of Zhou Jin's voice, scenes of Chang Xiangyu's life were quickly unfolded in front of people.

He studied drama with his father since he was a child...was despised by his family and deprived of his surname...a life was rough but glorious.

"She is the founder of the Chang School of Henan Opera, one of the six famous actors of Henan Opera, and also won the Best Artist Lifetime Achievement Art Award in Asia, and the Honorary Award at the Huaxia Opera Watching and Performance Conference. Moreover, Chang Xiangyu also set up the school with her own money." "Xiangyu Cup" to present awards to future Henan opera performers."

"Perhaps she is not a good mother to her children, and she is not a good wife to her husband."

"But it cannot be denied that she is an excellent people's artist, an excellent idol artist, and a national hero!"

Following Zhou Jin's last sentence, the three big characters of Chang Xiangyu stood on the screen, and slowly disappeared as the live broadcast ended.

"Salute to the master of Henan Opera!"

"Sure enough! This is my god of the week! This is the level of my "Collection of China"!"

"Wait, where's that director Zhang just now? Is anyone going to spray him with me?"

"Yes! Absolutely!"

"Just now, my internal friend sent me accurate news that Director Zhang was jealous of "Collected China", found a relationship to snatch "Collected China" from Zhou Shen, and even accepted a mess of advertisements!"

"I'm sick of this smelly and shameless bastard! Spray him!"

"Come on! Do it! Damn it!"

Seeing the messy comment area at this moment, Zhou Jin smiled helplessly.