I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 100 I Really Don't Want To Fight With Immortals
It is very obvious that Jing Xiaoqiang's performance is much better than others.

The fighters' reactions don't lie.

At the beginning, it was the most common song and dance performance. Even if it was a new program, the commanders and fighters applauded enthusiastically.

It may be like fishing at work, as long as it is not something that is repeated every day, everyone will be happy.

But after "Rhapsody in the Blue Sky" came out, the whole scene was boiling.

Jing Xiaoqiang's appearance without the template of the art troupe at all, the kind that doesn't look like a member of the art troupe at all, touches the war eagle next to him and appears as affectionately as he is stroking his lover...

The banner was hung on the fighter plane, and when he touched the landing gear, he even smeared the oil stained on his thumb onto his face with enjoyment.

Perhaps the warriors had never seen a guy with a smeared face that would make them so close and affectionate.

The singing is more like pouring out their hearts.

He couldn't help standing up, and couldn't help but murmured in response.

Squads at all levels and even higher commanders, who place a strong emphasis on discipline, are attracted.

All looked at the cheerful and singing figure.

Lu Xi was also stunned, jumped up and kept moving in the minibus by several windows, wanting to see more clearly: "it's different, it's different, it's completely different from the way he sings in a dance hall! Look at it well! I want to go down and see..."

But she is also disciplined and doesn't touch when she knows it's inappropriate.

Her mother sat there watching from a distance, occasionally observing her daughter's reaction: "This is the person who is suitable for the stage. Only when he is given enough stage will he shine brightly."

His tone was calm and steady, as if he was talking about someone else, not his prospective son-in-law.

Lu Xi still knew her mother, she could feel the change just by listening to the sound, reluctantly glanced at the figure on the simple stage again, and looked back at her mother: "He... Said that he just fulfilled his responsibilities, and also I don't want to be too loud."

Lu's mother smiled with a leader's expression, and said seriously: "How are you and Xiaojing now?"

Lu Xi blushed and looked around again: "it's nothing..."

Her mother has to manage how many young men and women's messes she has at the end of the year. She has more experience than anyone else: "Come and sit down and tell me carefully!"

No wonder Lu Xi is a little stubborn and rebellious, it's really a bit too much controlled at home.

She could only sit over and be asked by her mother to clarify the details: "Did your colleague instigate you to take the initiative? What's your name?"

His tone was a little cold.

Fortunately, Lu Xi swore to save Sister Fang: "Xiaoqiang respects me very much and treats me very well!"

At this time, Jing Xiaoqiang just finished the performance. The applause and cheers of Zhentianhou showed the temperament of the army, and the huge hangar also set off this momentum.

But soon it became unknown who was leading it: "One more! One more!"

Simple, direct and neat shout out in unison!

Jing Xiaoqiang, who left the stage without a salute, just bent down and bowed in thanks, even a bit of a foreigner's chest-covering salute, responded with a smile and clapped, snapped his fingers to the speaker: "Then do it again, please come up to the two of you. The warriors maintained by this Warhawk are with me..."

The fighters were so surprised that they went crazy, and soon a few nervous or excited fighters came out.

Although it exceeded the number of people, they tried their best to walk to Jing Xiaoqiang's side, and listened to him laughing and hugging everyone's shoulders and discussing. Everyone simulated how they usually do maintenance work, and regarded themselves as one of them. Come again!

Really turn the surrounding of the fighter into a stage.

This is the charm of musicals. Singing is the best way to express emotions, but pure singing is definitely not as good as adding other forms of expression to show it.

Isn't ancient opera a form of song and dance?

Sing, read, do and fight one can not be less.

Can it be passed down for thousands of years, or from the huge China, it has finally presented various similar forms of opera, doesn't it prove that this is the best way.

Once again, the whole scene is almost turned upside down, and every commander and fighter is clapping to the rhythm, trying to sing in unison!
The few soldiers who got into the fighter planes are facing true love from the bottom of their hearts!

They also learned Jing Xiaoqiang's emotional caressing body.

Once upon a time, the boring work every day, doubting the existence of their own value.

In this moment was affirmed and comforted.

That is the inspiration from the heart.

to sublime.

Looking at the comrades-in-arms who get along with each other day and night, he is immersed in it.

Everyone's emotions were mobilized.

I really resonated with Blue Sky Rhapsody, and understood the feeling of integrating myself with my career.

Even if you are a screw, it is an indispensable part.

ZZ ideological work may have to say a lot, and now a song can achieve the effect.

Excited!

The earth-shaking and enthusiastic noise made Lu Xi couldn't help but secretly turn back.

Mother Lu must be paying attention to both sides at the same time: "Now I also think that the two of you may not be suitable."

Lu Xi casually listened to her mother's words, hmmm, it took at least two seconds to turn her head? !

Mother Lu pointed to the figure who also sang around the machine, fiddled here and there with the soldiers, and moved a little there: "From his point of view, falling in love or starting a family is really a waste of his talent." , at least before the age of 30, he can devote all his energy to presenting many, many images on the stage, just look at what he can create like this.”

Yes, compared to those extravagant sounds of love, this is the most important role that singing and dancing should play in the history of human evolution, inspiring and driving bright and upward existences.

In times of war, an excellent literary soldier is definitely far more powerful than a soldier king.

Therefore, at the top of the former Soviet Union, singers and sportsmen are the most favored and honored guests by all parties. These are the extreme forms of showing human talent.

Because no matter how strong the King of Soldiers is, he is still a Berserker, with a single soldier, but the Literary Soldier is almost a collection of mages and Taoist priests. It can not only increase the halo but also restore blood. This is the group defense blessing.

Therefore, the deputy head of the art troupe also loves Caicai: "I have told you since I was a child that those who fall in love early in the art troupe are not promising, let alone one-half and one-third of the energy to the love family, even if it takes a lot like him. One-tenth of his attention to other places is a huge loss. If I were his leader, I would fully support him to focus all his energy on artistic creation, instead of falling in love at the age of [-] or [-] and wasting time. He's even more sober than anyone at this point, and you look at his size, and it's a much more dramatic change than when I first saw him at the end of August."

Lu Xi is aggrieved by the distant view, and twists his neck hard to avoid looking at her mother.

Fully express dissatisfaction.

Her mother's voice was softer: "From your mother's point of view, a boy like him is too unusual. You can only follow him ups and downs, and it will no longer be the peaceful life your parents expect..."

Lu Xi rarely resists: "that's what you expect! I have been growing up according to your expectations, and this time I want to live according to my own expectations!"

Lu's mother is not surprised: "you have grown up, and you have to bear the consequences of any decision you make, but I repeat, if you delay his work, don't blame your mother for being strict, and your father is also coming……"

Jing Xiaoqiang actually noticed it.

Even if I didn't have much experience in dealing with my father-in-law and mother-in-law in my last life, I have been making up for it in the past few months.

During his performance, he must be watching the audience's reaction, which is a basic skill.

Long ago, I glanced at the handrail at the corner of the hangar, and there was a group of people, wearing leather jackets and wearing extraordinary looks, the real pride of heaven.

If the previous performances were still laughable, they were completely absorbed in "Rhapsody in the Blue Sky" from the very beginning.

The applause continued, and the second time it was time to participate in the overall atmosphere.

Among them, there was a particularly tall, gray-haired middle-aged man, who was almost the only one who was relatively old and was surrounded by everyone.

The kind of other leather jackets that raised their hands to salute him at every turn.

Jing Xiaoqiang stroked the Warhawk cockpit beside him and wondered, isn't this more suitable for a small man, like he will definitely not be able to squeeze, will a tall man fly, will it cause cerebral blood pressure and cardiovascular differences?
Doesn't it mean that when doing some extreme movements, it will cause a coma.

But he didn't think about it, it was the performance scene in front of him that required his full attention.

Because everyone did not allow him to leave the stage at all, after the second time was over, they demanded to do it again in unison.

On Broadway, it's already a very high honor.

Jing Xiaoqiang is very skilled, so let's learn this song together, and under his command, the thousands of soldiers in front of him are quickly divided into several parts, and they are taught sentence by sentence.

The few soldiers who had just performed with him were asked to stand in a row beside him and act as temporary sub-commands for each branch.

This is definitely a scene that has not appeared in other condolence performances before.

A grey-green back-office T-shirt with sharp edges and a pair of fat camouflage military trousers highlights that Jing Xiaoqiang is more like a powerful warrior. Who would have thought that he was actually a literary soldier.

What is even more rare is his skillful and calmness that is not commensurate with his age: "The chorus, in fact, is like the feeling of everyone standing in this steel Great Wall, I am a brick, where I need to move it, maybe I am missing one, and I am lazy. , this song still sounds similar, but if there is a group of people missing, there will be a gap in this section of the Great Wall, so let's all experience what it's like when we don't have a gap, come..."

The performers of the art troupe over there hurriedly replayed the symphony orchestra-level soundtrack, and then a few people played along with the scene, which was considered a performance.

magical!

Songs that can be sung by thousands of people are divided into five or six squares. Under the command of Jing Xiaoqiang, if you sing two sentences, you will catch up here and there, plus a certain team will always be there. maintain harmony.

Originally just a magnificent song, it became colorful at once!

The sense of hierarchy brought by professional conductors is full of emotional ups and downs!

All the commanders and fighters involved are probably experiencing the beauty of music and singing for the first time!

Listen to the unbelievably brilliant sound.

Shocked!

Feeling the strong stimulation of the current sliding through the body again and again, the scalp will explode.

Do your best to dedicate yourself even if you have a tone-deaf voice, and let this song be deeply engraved in your heart!
(End of this chapter)