pilot and star

Everyone has their own ghosts, and the food is not delicious. Lin Jitian said: "The first pilot we are going to meet is Wang Nianen, but not in person, because he died during the Anti-Japanese War. Fortunately, we Got in touch with his sister."

Gu Yunxiao's heart sank when he heard it. He knew it was a high probability result, but it still made him painful.

Everyone was silent, Li Kaiwen said: "Then when will we learn to fly a private jet?"

Except for Gu Yunxiao, several people put their eyes on him at the same time. This ABC is really a white eye. Let you lead the bloody storm on the Internet in the first issue.

Li Kaiwen didn't think there was anything wrong with his own question, and was still waiting for the host's answer. Lin Jitian said: "We will start to arrange these competition sessions in the third period."

"I have played surfing, skydiving, and diving, but I have never flown a plane." Li Kaiwen said with a smile.

Zhen Xi gave him a sweet look, and thought in her heart: You can do everything, but you are not good at being a person.

Lin Jitian said: "Now let's warm up, let's get to know each other well, let's have a performance session."

Everyone seemed to have eaten a mouthful of feces, as if they were suddenly taken out to perform in public in the middle of a banquet when they were young. The food was not good, and the psychological pressure was extremely high.

I didn't expect that when I was an adult and engaged in the performance industry, a fucking host suddenly rushed out in the middle of the meal and repeated the old tricks. It was clearly a specially arranged nightmare reappearance.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, because they were unprepared, and were thinking about what unique skills they should come up with so as not to be shabby in the first issue.But I heard Gu Yunxiao say: "Let me play a piece of violin."

"You know how to play the violin?" Lin Jitian asked, because he had never heard of Gu Yunxiao having such a talent.

Gu Yunxiao nodded: "But I didn't bring a violin, do you have any?"

Lin Jitian nodded: "It's okay, I'll have someone prepare it right away."

After a while, the violin was brought over. Gu Yunxiao stood up and went to the front of the dining table, holding the violin. His posture made him look like an expert. Both Zhen Xitian and Shen Shanchu were secretly surprised. She wandered the rivers and lakes with a skinny face, but she didn't expect to start to have talents.

Gu Yunxiao said: "It's been a long time since I've played, I'm a bit unfamiliar, please don't worry about it."

As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, it was like whimpering, and sadness penetrated into everyone's hearts like cold water on a winter night soaking into unhealed wounds on hands.

Everyone didn't know what the song was, but they just felt sad. Li Kaiwen suddenly stood up and said, "I can sing along with you."

It turned out that the song he pulled was called "Lads?in?their?Hundreds" (hundreds and thousands of young men), which was composed for the poem "The Boys of Shropshire" by the British poet AE Housman.

There are very few domestic translations of this long poem, it has no influence, and few people know about it.

Li Kaiwen has read it in foreign countries all the year round, and it contains all the sorrow and glory of carefree young people "from barns, forges and mills" who died fighting for their country during World War I.

Hundreds of teenagers flocked to Luru Town to drive flowers, or came from the mill, or the iron shop, or the stables, or the sheepfold.

Some are looking for girls, some are looking for drunkenness, and the rest are the youth who will never grow old.

In the town, in the fields, in the accounts, in the carts, how many are strong, how many are called warriors, how many have facial marks, how many are honest-hearted, but few can maintain their appearance or morality until death.

I would love to know them, I would love to be able to say

Which are the lucky ones, and now you cannot see;

I will talk to them, say goodbye to them, send them on their way, and see if they go or not.

But in front of you, just look, you can't see anything

Who are the lucky young men who died in their glory;

They'll pass you by, but you can't tell

Who will return the brand-new Renminbi to the money-making god.

Gu Yunxiao played the piano with his eyes closed and ignored Li Kaiwen, but Li Kaiwen matched Gu Yunxiao's rhythm very well.

Although he can't say that his singing skills are very good, but his timbre is blunt and bright like precious silver products, and he also has inexplicable confidence, which makes his singing extraordinarily affectionate.

After singing, Li Kaiwen especially appreciated Gu Yunxiao's piano skills, and gave him a big hug.

After the song is over, I know that he is doing it to pay homage.Everyone's heart was heavy, like a ship sailing in the boundless sea and lost its direction.It took a while to applaud together.

Shen Shanchu didn't know if he read it wrong, but he actually felt that there were tears in Gu Yunxiao's eyes, but it just passed by, and then there was nothing.

Because we are going to go to find Wang Nianen's sister early tomorrow morning, Lin Jitian asked everyone to rest early.Gu Yunxiao and Shen Shanchu returned to the room one after another.

Gu Yunxiao said: "You take a bath first."