This was not to give face to Lu Fei, but Lu Fei's previous song had indeed stirred up everyone's emotions. Without that song as a foreshadowing, this choir would definitely not have been able to be organized. Thousands of people all stood up, and no one sat down, including the leaders at the front. They were no exception.
They sang with deep emotions, and their voices were particularly clear and loud. Military songs had a sacred and solemn feeling, especially this "Green Flower in the Army", which was a classic among military songs. Many young people could sing this song, and it should be the most popular military song among the public.
The melody was melodious, and the lyrics were also relatively close to reality. Even if they weren't soldiers, they would also be moved by the lyrics in the song.
Everyone sang with all their might. Lao Wang was in his sixties, but he still sang the song with tears in his eyes. The feeling that Da He gave people was very shocking.
Well, it was a very positive and positive song. Most people who heard it would have a feeling of blood boiling. Lu Fei's song was a kind of thing called justice, so that people could not forget their original intentions in this prosperous and complicated society. They could always remember the truth, kindness, and beauty, and remember that there was nothing wrong with being kind.
It wasn't that life suppressed people's heads, but that they couldn't bear it and finally kowtowed to reality to admit their guilt. There was no other way. This kind of people was destined to be difficult to achieve great things, but this was also a very realistic thing.
Sun Yang's blood boiled as he sang the song. This guy's mood jumped very quickly. He was still a little depressed just now, but in the blink of an eye, his mood rose, and his blood began to boil. This kind of feeling was particularly wonderful, and it gave people an indescribable feeling, but it was still very good. To be able to reach this level was indeed not an easy thing.
It was the same for Li Rui. His emotions were stirred up by this song. Just a moment ago, he was still immersed in his memories of regret, but this song was like a blow to his head, telling him that he should clench his fists and look forward. Other than looking forward and running forward, he had no other choice.
Perhaps, everyone's choice was different, and it was precisely because of this that the world was diverse. If everyone was like a carving from the same mold, then that would be a terrifying thing. Because if that was the case, there wouldn't be any independent thought, and everyone would follow the crowd.
So many people's existence was not as good as one person's. How funny and ridiculous that would be. Lu Fei waved his hands slightly and sang the song loudly. The direction of the microphone was facing the field. He didn't use the microphone, and his loud voice was gradually drowned out by the crowd.
"The cold wind flutters the leaves, the army is a green flower"
"My dear child, you have no home"
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The loud singing was like a tall building rising from the ground....... Even the staff on the scene stopped their work, and began to hum along... the whole scene was filled with a strange atmosphere.. everyone's expression... Yes, they were very happy, everyone's singing very happily...
This was probably the most shocking part of the choir. It was thousands of strangers singing the same song in the same place, with the same identity. Everyone's feelings were different, but when they gathered together, they represented the same thoughts, the same emotions, and the same feelings.
Even Lu Fei was infected by the atmosphere of the scene. He was really infected, but he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. It was as if there was a person behind the deep clouds, with a pair of eyes, spying on everything here.
This grand program, this grand award ceremony, and the choir at this moment were so shocking that the excitement buried in his blood vessels for a long time couldn't help but start to boil. Yes, this was that kind of feeling. It was very strange, and it gave people an indescribable feeling.
Lu Fei liked this feeling very much, because he was a young man in his early twenties. Since he was a young man, he naturally had to act like a young man. As an outstanding young man in the 21st century, Lu Fei was a public intellectual, a leader in the 90s, a role model, and a role model.
He was the object of countless young people's eagerness to imitate. Everything about him was watched by countless people. Even a casual movement, the way he used words, or the way he spoke, there were young people imitating him. Therefore, he was the leader of the times, the pioneer of the trend.
Although Lu Fei didn't like meaningless things at all, such as fashion or movie awards, they were just elected based on personal taste. Not everyone liked it. Of course, to be able to get a Golden Horse or Golden Statue, you had to have a good movie. This was the bottom line and the minimum. If you didn't even have this, then don't even think about it.
It didn't matter how much prestige and money you had. It was meaningless. The choir finally reached the main part of the song. The sound system was basically useless at this time, because the voices of the audience had already covered the sound of the sound system. There was no way it could be heard.
The sound of the choir probably covered the entire Heroes Battalion. It was estimated that the soldiers who were working hard at their posts at this moment could also hear it.
When the song ended, the soldiers at the red radar station were completely shocked and couldn't close their mouths. Huang Zitao, who was taking a shower in the dormitory, also stared at himself in the mirror. He was shocked by the singing just now.
Many dangerous alarms and fire alarms sounded one after another. These alarms were all triggered by the loud singing. Fortunately, there was a leader among the singers. Since there was a leader, it didn't matter. No one would blame anyone.
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