The audience was very quiet.

But it could be seen from their eyes that everyone, including the leaders in the first row, felt a little uninterested.

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting next to Yang He looked at him with a smile.

"Lao Yang, this is the show every year. You have to help me. Not to mention the soldiers, even I am tired of watching it, even if it is a new song."

The person who spoke was Yu Zhiwei, the largest commander of the Jiangxia Military Region.

"I know it's hard to write military songs, but there's really no point in repeating them every year."

Yang He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Lao Yu, don't worry, I have found a new song for you this year, and I guarantee it will suit your taste."

"Real or fake?" Yu Zhiwei was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was a new song.

At this moment, the host on the stage announced that it was Jiang Yu's turn.

"He's going to take the stage. Just listen to him." Yang He smiled mysteriously.

Yu Zhiwei looked curious about "We Soldiers"?

It's really a new song.

Military songs are difficult to write, otherwise it would not have been so long since there was still no decent song performed on the stage.

The new song instantly piqued his interest.

In his curious eyes.

A young man came up.

On the stage, Jiang Yu was wearing a green military uniform, standing next to the microphone, with a tall figure and a calm smile.

The audience in the audience also began to discuss.

The lights are down!

After the lights came on, everyone began to admire how handsome this young man was in military uniform!

When he stood there, it was as if the entire stage belonged to him.

Yu Zhiwei frowned, but he didn't expect Yang He to invite a young man.

I have to say that this young man does have a certain temperament in military uniform.

but.....

"Lao Yang, I think this young man is very young. He shouldn't be the kind of guy who jumps around on the stage like a dancing master, right? We can't do that weird stuff on this stage."

"Don't worry!" Yang He said confidently, "I can definitely bring you a surprise!"

Seeing his old friend's confident expression, Yu Zhiwei sat upright and wanted to take a good look.

Jiang Yu picked up the microphone, looked at the audience, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

A grand background music sounded.

"We, soldiers!"

"We, soldiers!"

"Soldiers, soldiers!"

The background music alone gives people a majestic and majestic feeling, instantly giving people the feeling of being pushed to the top of the sky, making people feel a little numb.

The audience in the audience couldn't help but feel proud when they heard the feeling expressed by these four words, plus the various military units appearing on the projection behind.

This was specially requested by Jiang Yu himself, and he personally arranged the lighting with the teachers.

The prelude is over.

Jiang Yu slowly opened his mouth.

A clear, loud voice rang out.

All the actors backstage looked at the young man in front of the stage in surprise.

So professional, and the voice is so loud.

"We, soldiers, are no different.

"Just because of what we were wearing, plain military uniforms."

"We, soldiers, what's the difference?"

"Since I left my hometown, it's been hard to see my parents."

In just two sentences, several big guys in the audience were stunned.

They never heard it.

This is a new song.

After the first verse came out, it attracted everyone in the venue.

This is the first time I heard such a crisp and heroic song.

It was like seeing a group of soldiers standing there with their heads held high.

Immediately after, a group of soldiers also appeared on the curtain behind them.

Wu Yang seemed to become one of them at this moment.

And everyone seemed not to be listening to the song, but to a group of heroic and upright soldiers being reviewed by everyone.

Some of them were wearing green military uniforms, some were wearing white military uniforms, and some were wearing blue military uniforms.

But they all share a common identity.

soldier!

Yang He looked at Jiang Yu on the stage with a satisfied look.

"What a great song!" Yu Zhiwei's eyes lit up. As soon as he heard the tune, he was strong yet soft, and said with tenderness: "Old Yang, where did you find this singer? This song is quite interesting."

"It's really good. These opening two lines sing out the hearts of the soldiers."

After saying this, Yu Zhiwei sighed again.

The eyes of the soldier who was protecting the leader suddenly turned red after hearing these two sentences. Since I left my hometown, it has been difficult to see my parents.

In just two sentences, they sang the softest part of their hearts. The singing voice was loud and clear, but the emotion contained in it spread throughout every corner of the venue.

Since joining the army, I have not been home for many years, and I have not seen my relatives for a long time.

But for the sake of the motherland, they can only temporarily put aside their family ties, put on their simple military uniforms, carry their steel guns, and be ready at all times.

The chief noticed the soldier's expression.

"Xiao He, how many years have you been in the army?"

"Report to the chief, it's been three years."

"How long has it been since you last seen your parents?"

The soldier was silent for a while: "Reporting to the leader, I haven't seen him for three years..."

"It's really hard on you. After this Army Day is over, I will discuss with the regiment and company cadres below and let the soldiers go home in batches to meet their parents."

When the soldier heard this, his eyes immediately turned red: "Thank you, chief, thank you, chief!"

.......

"It's different, but it's actually the same."

"They are all in their youth, and they are all hot-blooded men."

"It's different, but it's actually the same."

"Leave the same footprints, the mountains are high and the water is long!"

Yes, they are actually all ordinary sons and daughters, but they have dedicated their youthful years to the country.

In order to defend the motherland, we will travel to every inch of the motherland.

The first few sentences are almost all about comforting the soldiers.

However, with the next few lyrics, the whole style of the song immediately sublimates.

There is no such thing as a verse or a chorus, there is just a progression of emotions.

Attacking the hearts of all the warriors present.

"We soldiers are just different!"

"My head rests on the bright moon at the border, and my body is covered with rain, snow, wind and frost."

"We soldiers are just different."

"For the sake of the country's tranquility, we hold the gun tightly!"

They are ordinary Chinese men, but they are not that ordinary men.

The thousands of miles of rivers and mountains of the motherland still need to be protected by them. They pillow their heads with the bright moon next to them and wear rain, snow, wind and frost, so that more people can be happy as a family.

For the sake of the country and the people, they clenched the steel guns in their hands.

It's catchy, with a few simple lyrics, but it fully sings out the responsibility and helplessness of a soldier.

All the soldiers present now felt the same and their eyes were red.

Awesome, this feels so good!

Nowadays, almost all military songs are songs like "The Military and the Civilian Family", or songs about leaving home and country behind.

It’s not that those songs are bad, but how many of them can you really hear in your heart?

No one feels any empathy.

However, today, this state of affairs is broken!

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