"Onward, forward, our team faces the sun..."

Jiangdong hummed and wrote down the lyrics.

This military song should have first appeared in 1939. Jiangdong let it come out a few months in advance and planned to designate it as the military song of the Independence Brigade.

Because this song is popular and easy to sing, and the lyrics convey the determination of the Chinese people to resist the war to the end, it is most appropriate to designate it as the military song of the Independence Brigade.

"It seems a bit suspected of plagiarism..."

"Bah, bah, bah... can the things done by scholars be called plagiarism? Learn from, learn from!"

Jiangdong muttered to himself.

After writing down the complete lyrics, he fell into deep thought again. The version that was sung most frequently in later generations was the version during the War of Liberation. In fact, many people don’t know that this song was originally written for the Anti-Japanese War, and the lyrics express everything.

It means protecting the home and the country.

Later, as the war situation and domestic conflicts changed, the lyrics were revised several times, and finally the version that young and old men in the Jiangdong era could hum a few lines was formed.

"change!"

Like the white-haired girl, Jiang Dong will re-create this military song.

Two hours later, a re-created lyric appeared on Jiang Dong's desk.

"Well, that's right, no one can fault it this way!" He nodded with great satisfaction.

"Little beans!"

"Why!"

"Send someone to the art team to call Li Jingjing over."

The art team also had a heavy workload during this period. In order not to affect the rehearsal of the opera White Haired Girl, Jiang Dong only asked Li Jingjing to record the score.

When Li Jingjing saw Jiang Dong's newly created song, he was once again shocked. He was so impressed by the brigade commander's talent that he couldn't help but say a lot of complimentary words.

"Okay, okay." Although it is very comfortable to be admired and praised, but currently time is tight and there are many tasks, Jiang Dong hurriedly interrupted Li Jingjing,

"Don't make such a fuss, you will get used to it if this happens a few times. Now let's get down to business, as usual!"

"The brigade commander is so talented, I might not be able to get used to it even if I come back ten or eight times." Li Jingjing stuck out her tongue and was ready to record it.

Jiang Dong heard this song countless times in later generations, and he almost sang the whole song in one breath.

This process was repeated two or three times, and finally Li Jingjing finally recorded the melody of the song completely and accurately.

"Can you sing?" Jiang Dong asked.

"Yeah." Li Jingjing nodded,

"This song is simpler than hymns to heroes. You only need to listen to it once to sing it."

"Okay, you go back and find a few people in the art team to practice this song, and then let them go to various groups to teach the brothers to sing. I hope that after two days of independence, everyone in the brigade will sing this song.

"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Brigadier."

Jiang Dong smiled calmly,

"Because this is the military song of the Independence Brigade!"

Li Jingjing was shocked again. After she came to her senses, she hurriedly followed the order and left.

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Only three short days passed from the opening of the first act of White-Haired Girl to the second act.

In these three days, the news that the Independence Brigade performed the White-Haired Girl spread to the towns and villages around Shanxi City as the people moved around. People who had seen the first scene were extremely excited about it, and it successfully aroused the interest of all walks of life.

, level of interest.

On the day when the second act started, countless people from all directions gathered in Jincheng, crowding the streets in the city. The lively scene seemed to be back to the New Year's Eve before the war.

Jiang Dong had already anticipated such a situation. In order to maintain order in the city, he sent out all the guard camps and let his brothers control the streets in the city to prevent sneaky criminals from taking advantage of them.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, tens of thousands of spectators began to enter the venue in order.

The faces of those who have watched the first scene are full of anticipation, and the hearts of those who are new to the show are full of curiosity.

After the first organizational experience, although the audience this time was twice as large as the last time, with more than 60,000 people, the soldiers of the Independent Brigade also arranged them into the school grounds in an orderly manner.

Sixty thousand people gathered together. Such a gathering was unprecedented in scale. Looking from the stage, the entire campus was filled with human heads, like countless ants shaking their big heads on their heads. It was simply a nightmare for those with trypophobia.

Huang Huiwen and the actors in the art team only slept four or five hours a day in the past two days, and they devoted themselves almost wholeheartedly to the rehearsal of the second act.

When the actors hiding behind the stage saw so many spectators, their jaws almost dropped.

The crowd was really too big. If something went wrong, it would be remembered by tens of thousands of people for the rest of their lives. Everyone started to feel scared!

Huang Huiwen was very calm before, but now she became a little nervous when she saw the dense crowd, and there were slight beads of sweat on her forehead with light makeup.

"Bah bang bang..." Jiang Dong walked to the stage and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"There are indeed a lot of people here today, but you can't be nervous. You must perform the second act well."

"I've seen how hard you have worked these past few days. Once you get on stage, you just need to produce the same results as you did in rehearsal."

"Having such a large audience present is both a challenge and an opportunity for your acting skills. As long as you can perform normally in front of tens of thousands of people, your names will be promoted and known to all the people in the city, and you will become this

The bright star of the times, the bright star."

"Work hard everyone, I'm optimistic about you!"

"Yes!" Everyone was still a little nervous, their answers were uneven, and their momentum was a bit weak.

In his previous life, Jiang Dong was a person who would tremble when speaking in front of others. He knew how much pressure tens of thousands of audiences could bring to the actors. But he could only say a few words of encouragement, and the actors needed to overcome the pressure themselves.

Anyone who can overcome this hurdle will be the best actor!

Huang Huiwen asked the actors to gather together to encourage each other. This scene seemed familiar to Jiang Dong.

It's very much like the football players cheering together before the game starts on the green field.

"clang!"

With the sound of the gong, tens of thousands of people fell silent, their heads raised involuntarily, and their eyes fixed on the stage with anticipation.

The scene on the stage slowly changes,

It was still the same hunched back, still the same simple smile, the only difference was that what Father Yang touched this time was no longer the green wheat seedlings, but the full and golden ears of wheat.

"The wheat is ripe!" someone in the audience exclaimed involuntarily.

The joy of Father Yang waiting for the harvest on stage was conveyed to the hearts of the audience. Tens of thousands of people seemed to be in the rolling waves of wheat, waiting for the harvest with Father Yang.

Xi'er, dressed in red, was sitting on the ridge of the field. She was picking up the soles of her shoes one stitch after another with a smile on her face. From time to time she would raise her head and look into the distance.

Her eyes were full of waiting, as if she was waiting for a good harvest, or waiting for the person she missed to return.

Such a peaceful and beautiful scene full of love moved the audience, and smiles slowly appeared on everyone's faces.

Just as the Yang family's father and daughter were immersed in the anticipation of a good harvest, another scene appeared on the stage.

On the way into the village, the evil landowner Huang Shiren led a group of Japanese soldiers in shit-yellow military uniforms with nods and bows.

As they walked toward the village, the Japanese laughed and set fire to the wheat fields on both sides of the road.

Pieces of golden wheat were suddenly enveloped in thick smoke and flames.

"Huang Shiren!"

"The little devil has entered the village!"

The audience's teeth were filled with hatred when they saw this.

The fire burned into the Yang family's fields, and Xi'er's expected harvest was destroyed.

"Bang bang bang..."

The little devils began to kill people unscrupulously. They laughed wildly, as if they were not killing people, but insignificant prey.

The tearful Xi'er was dragged back home by Yang's father. The beauty and hope so close at hand were completely shattered by the arrival of the Japanese.

"wheat……"

"Damn you devil!"

The women burst into tears and the men gnashed their teeth.

Huang Shiren began to lead the Japanese soldiers to collect grain from house to house. Shen Degong and some people who resisted were beaten to death by them.

Taking advantage of the Japanese's power, Huang Shiren had a proud smile on his face. He impatiently kicked open the door of Xi'er's house. When he saw Xi'er crying, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva shamelessly.

"Flower girl!" Huang Shiren said to the Japanese soldiers in a succession of strokes.

"Yoshi!"

Father Yang saw the beast-like greedy expressions on the faces of Huang Shiren and the Japanese soldiers and hurriedly protected Xi'er behind him.

The audience stared with their eyes wide open and dared not breathe. The brothers of the Independence Brigade held their guns tightly, and some were almost ready to rush onto the stage to fight the Japanese and Huang Shiren.
To be continued...