The newspaper clerk stood in front of the microphone with a sweet voice as sweet as a yellow oriole and said crisply, "Dear leaders and colleagues, good evening! The New Year's spring breeze is smooth, and thousands of households enjoy reunion; firecrackers are connected to celebrate the joyful journey, and the Spring Festival couplets express the safe journey, let us sing and sing happily. We held a staff party to celebrate the New Year warmly. I wish our motherland a better place, and I wish our airport a better tomorrow with the hard work of the leaders and employees. Please give us a speech. "

He Hongjun walked to the microphone with great energy and said a few inspiring words with enthusiasm, "I'm not talking too much anymore. It seems that everyone is anxious and can't wait to watch the performance. The party will begin now." The words fell and retreated.

The reporter walked to the microphone and said, "The first performance..."

Everyone comes from all over the world, so this performance is also varied and everything is available.

The one who said the quick-paced one was Sun Jiachang standing in front of the microphone with a pure copper mandarin duck board: I'll make a bamboo board, stand in front of the stage, I'll tell you a paragraph. What should I say about quick-paced one?

Don’t talk to the audience, listen to me finish it carefully.

Today I will not introduce the Long March alone.

Alas, let’s introduce the Long March alone!

When it comes to the Long March, you must not forget the beginning time.

It was 1934, and the Workers and Peasants' Red Army was in danger.

Come and siege and suppress it with great momentum, and siege and block it and show its domineeringness.

...

There is also the performance of SU Laibao, which is actually just a rumor, a rumor, and a practice mouth.

The performance is a traditional repertoire, "Tongrentang".

"I didn't expect that we would say that there are many talents here!" Lin Xiyan clapped and sighed, "Everyone said they were not ready, but they performed so well when they went on stage." He spread his hands and said, "Look at me applauding, my hands were red."

"Uncle, why are you doing that hard?" Zhou Guangming said in a low voice.

"Your uncle just wants to express that their performance is beyond imagination." Hua Banzhi said, tilting her head slightly to look at him.

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming nodded.

"Is there anything like this performance?" Hua Banzhi said stunningly, "I haven't seen some of them before! I've really seen them."

After each program ends, Lin Xiyan briefly introduces the program, "Bawang Whip, Peking Opera, Henan Opera, Beijing Yun Dagu, and Cantonese Opera. There are also Pingtan singing."

"I can't understand a little." Zhou Guangming said with a frown, "I feel that my Cantonese is good! Why can't I hear what she is singing?"

"Haha..." Lin Xiyan smiled when she heard the words, "It's good if you hear too much."

"Auntie, there are two more programs, let's go to the backstage to prepare." Zhou Guangming looked at the program list on the stage that was always replaced.

"Let's go!" Lin Xiyan and Zhou Guangming bent over and left their seats, walked to the aisle, and walked quickly towards the backstage.

The contrasting performance of the two naturally caused people to laugh, and they also cleverly used iron barrels as weapons to tie several battle scenes of the children's group and the Eighth Route Army cleverly used iron barrels as weapons, cleverly eliminating the enemy, and the performance was vivid and funny.

For example, the details such as "knocking the iron bucket and singing triumphant songs, using the iron bucket to create mines to eliminate the Japanese, and using the iron bucket to set off firecrackers and installing machine guns to confuse the enemy" are described very vividly. They not only show the wit and courage of the children's league members, but also contrast the cunning and treacherous of the Japanese devils. However, the Japanese devils still fell into the strategy of the children's league members and the Eighth Route Army. The final ending is "No matter how the Japanese devils say they dare not pick the children's bucket! He is afraid there is a thunder in it!"

This brings the comedy plot of the work to a climax, echoing the front and back, connecting the beginning and end. There is a ridicule of the enemy in the cheerful laughter, and more of the heartfelt praise of the little heroes of the Japanese.

The applause was like thunder and it never dispersed for a long time.

He Hongjun looked at Lin Xiyan's forehead with sweat densely on his face after the performance, "You're exhausted!"

"That's not, I'm just worried that the performance will go awry." Lin Xiyan smiled.

"My palms are sweaty because I was nervous." Zhou Guangming spread his hands and said, "You guys think they are sweating."

"Brother Guangming, you still say you are not stage fright!" Sanya teased at him.

"This is my first time on stage to perform." Zhou Guangming looked at her and shook his head and laughed, "It's not as experienced as you in stage performance."

"I didn't expect you to have the talent for comedy." He Hongjun looked at Lin Xiyan and said with a smile.

"Shh..." Lin Xiyan put his index finger on his lips and said, "Let's talk after watching the show."

"Yes!" He Hongjun nodded.

As the new program begins, everyone's attention is on the stage.

Hua Banzhi took out his handkerchief and jumped over the middle and handed it to Lin Xiyan.

Lin Xiyan was stunned, and smiled and took the handkerchief from her hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and held the handkerchief in the palm of her hand.

About half an hour later, the performance ended and the party ended here. Everyone had a great time, with applause and laughter.

Lin Xiyan raised his wrist and looked at the following table, "Oh! It's past ten o'clock." His eyes fell on Zhou Guangming's body and said, "How can you be sleepy?"

"Fortunately, I went to bed in the afternoon." Zhou Guangming said with a smile, "so I'm not sleepy at all."

"Then let's go later." Hua Banzhi looked at the crowd walking out, "It's too crowded."

"Okay!" Lin Xiyan nodded and agreed.

The family of three sat peacefully on the chair. Qin Kaise looked at Lin Xiyan and the others and said, "Then let's wait and leave."

"What should Tianyou do?" He Hongjun said to the little guy who was already asleep in her arms and didn't know that it was He Xi tonight.

"It's okay, the quilt is wrapped! It can't be frozen." Qin Kaise covered the quilt, and the lights in the auditorium were too bright, shaking his eyes.

Qi Ermei looked at Chen Dali who was standing up and said, "Sit down, sit down, let's wait and leave." Her eyes fell on Daya and the others again, "You sit down too!"

The three of them sat steadily in their seats.

"Brother Guangming, what do you think about this crosstalk? How do you say so well?" Sanya said to him with a starry sky full of eyes.

"Yes! I haven't watched most of the shows tonight, and I have heard of them. Only you have never heard of them." Chen Dali's eyes fell on Lin Xiyan beside him and said, "I feel like I have seen all the things you said!"

"Yes! Yes!" He Hongjun nodded after hearing this, "It's really a missing the days in the base area." Suddenly, he remembered, "Wait a minute, you are not here when you were fighting against Japan, how can you know?"

"The script was written by Zhizhi." Lin Xiyan looked at them and said with a smile, "Zhizhi means the year. It should not be the tenth anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, so I wrote this."

"What?" Everyone's eyes were full of surprise.

"Sister-in-law, you are so hiding! You have this ability?" He Hongjun looked at Hua Banzhi in surprise.
Chapter completed!