The text messages of nearly one hundred and five crosses were divided into two parts before being transmitted. Then, Wang Rui forwarded a few more messages. However, all high school students with mobile phones received Wang Rui's text messages.
Pipa Zhengxian went first, and Ye Jian, who once again wielded a long sword dance, began "ambush on all sides", still dancing for the sacrificed comrades, and the sadness remained.
The “Didi Di” reminded by Wang Rui’s mobile phone text message kept ringing. Wang Rui sent a text message "Ye Jian’s performance begins, I’ll talk later" to the three classmates who responded the fastest. Did not pay attention to it.
She hasn't entered the perfect state yet, just a prelude, she has been absorbed all attention by the sword dance of her old classmate.
Not only Wang Rui, but also the host Jing Yi, the teacher from Hunan University watching next to him, and more than 1,300 military training students were all attracted by the dancing figures in the hall.
The music became an accompaniment, no longer the home court. The real home court was the figure of the sword holding a long dance in the center of the stage. The tension of the sword was rushing towards the face with the cold light of the long swords. The long sword was in the air, and the two armies fought endlessly until the blood ran into rivers...
Swords and shadows are heavy and murderous, fighting on the battlefield, generals entering the conquest, soldiers charging, defending our country!
kill! war!
Blood splattered and roared.
"It's hard to push the mountains and the world is overwhelming, and time is not good, but it will never die, how can it be..."
Some people cried and their tears were falling, some were dumbfounded, and their hearts trembled, some put their wrists to their mouths and bit their teeth to suppress the tears in their eyes, and some closed their eyes, so sad that they didn't dare anymore. Take one more look.
Suddenly there was a long flute, and the long flute sound brought everyone's emotions into another time and space, an era where singing and dancing one second, and long spears fighting in the next, accompanied by erhu, the sound is sad, and then there is The dancer's long sword swiftly made the students who tried to suppress their tears couldn't help it anymore... Tears rushed out.
The sound of the pipa suddenly "clanked", and when it came to the end of the battle, when the general died but did not regret it, the sound of the string was tragic and sorrowful for the generals and soldiers who died in battle.
The dancing figures in the arena seemed to gradually lose their strength, and gradually turned from abrupt to desolation, because... the general is dead and the people are crying...
The sound of zhengzheng pipa gradually fell, and there was the sound of gurgling zither. It was the girl playing the melodious guzheng. It was no longer "ambush on all sides" but "spring flowers and autumn moon". After the fierce battle, the world was peaceful and prosperous.
When Ye Jian retracted the sword, the melodious zither sound also slowly fell, and the surroundings were quiet, except for sobbing.
Wang Rui covered her mouth, her tears had already wiped out her makeup.
His partner Jing Yi had red eyes, and he couldn't speak for a long time, and he even forgot that it was his turn to play.
The sound of "Didi" came from the mobile phone text message, and Jing Yi rushed up in surprise, almost by mistake!
Wang Rui also followed closely, and said: "My old high school classmate Ye Jian, I haven't seen you in three years. The surprise you gave me is big enough! I cried into tears below, should you comfort me? Woolen cloth."
When the words fell silent, the male host Jing Yi immediately cooperated and said in surprise: "So, you just cried and didn't tell me that our instructor Ye is your high school classmate?"
Ye Jian, who adjusted her breathing, looked at the old high school classmate who came by, and saw her crying make-up, and a slight smile appeared in her eyes.
J5, my comrades-in-arms, they cry for you tonight that you guard, and she finally understands why you and thousands of heroes have sacrificed fearlessly.
Because of them, because of them, what is the fear of sacrifice