Military: Last but not least?I was admitted to the best military academy

Chapter 70 The aftertaste of the party

The welcome party is also a mobilization meeting for freshmen.

In order to tell the freshmen that their college life can also be very colorful, so that the freshmen can be more determined in their choices.

But these two songs by Lu Feng did it.

At least, after listening to Lu Feng's song, the students present were all proud of being or about to become a soldier.

Therefore, they can follow Lu Feng and shout out that slogan without any burden.

Live up to the people!

On the stage, Lu Feng also smiled happily.

I am happy for the era he lives in, and happy for him to meet so many like-minded fellows.

Although the journey is long, he is not alone.

"Thank you, everyone, for listening!"

Lu Feng bowed deeply to the audience.

The applause rose in response to the situation.

Lu Feng was about to leave the stage, but the host came up and refused to let him go.

"Student Lu Feng, don't leave in a hurry. Allow me to ask you a few questions."

"Your song, no, it's two songs, it's really touching. I have a question, and the audience must be very curious."

"Lu Feng, did you come here through time travel?"

Lu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the host absent-mindedly.

Then the host said: "Lu Feng, you must be the legacy of the era that the martyrs gave us across time and space."

Lu Feng slowly came back to his senses, and smiled shyly.

"Thank you for allowing us to witness your dialogue with the ancestors."

"Thank you, too, for sharing the spirit of our ancestors with us."

"Let us regain the will and glory of the martyrs tonight."

"It's an honor to be born in the same country as you."

"Am I right?"

The host took the microphone to the audience.

"Yes!"

The audience roared in response.

Lu Feng only smiled and said, "I'm also very honored."

He was almost given a heart attack by the host just now.

"Thank you again for Lu Feng's wonderful performance!"

Lu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and walked down the stage.

This is, a middle-aged officer with gray hair on the temples came over.

Vice-principal Xiao Shanling.

Lu Feng immediately stopped and stood at attention, paying the military salute.

Vice-principal Xiao returned the salute with a smile, pulled him over and said, "Don't rush away, kid."

The host immediately said: "Everyone, be quiet, and I will invite Vice President Xiao to give a speech for our party tonight."

The host handed over the microphone with both hands.

Vice Principal Xiao nodded and took it.

He picked up the microphone and said to the audience: "Students, I'm sorry I'm late."

"I almost missed a very meaningful evening."

"You guys did a great job, really good!"

"Especially this Lufeng student, who has refreshed my view of freshmen."

"You are no longer pampered young master soldiers, but excellent juniors who can not forget the original intentions of your ancestors."

"I'm very glad that the school can have students like you."

"I'm even more happy that the motherland can have a new generation like you."

"Just like Lu Feng said."

"The motherland has gone through ups and downs for a hundred years, and it has come through ups and downs."

"It condenses the spirit of the sons and daughters of the motherland who are not afraid of hardships and are aggressive."

"until today."

"This prosperous age is for you. In this era, you will also define the future."

Vice Principal Xiao looked at Lu Feng kindly.

Lu Feng looked back firmly.

Vice President Xiao shouted to the audience: "Let us send the most sincere blessings to the motherland together."

"My motherland, please look, I have a group of younger generations who live up to their ancestors and the people, and they are coming."

Lu Feng also picked up the microphone and said loudly: "Motherland, please see, we are coming!"

The students in the audience immediately followed suit.

"Motherland, look, here we come!"

Vice President Xiao gave a solemn military salute to everyone.

The students all responded solemnly.

This respect is a message.

This respect is a promise.

Vice Principal Xiao patted Lu Feng's shoulder heavily.

The demeanor is self-evident.

The two walked off the stage.

The host took the returned microphone.

"Thank you, Vice President Xiao, for your speech. We all feel your expectations."

"We will definitely live up to the principal's expectations. Do you think so?"

"Yes!"

The sound should be like a tide.

The host only felt that tonight was the most passionate party he had ever hosted.

"This is the end of tonight's show. Next, our guests will select the three best shows tonight."

Everyone in the audience booed immediately.

"Lu Feng!"

"Lu Feng!"

"Lu Feng!"

The host took over the selection list from the staff of the program group.

After taking a look, he smiled at the audience and said, "It seems that everyone already knows the result."

"Then we will directly select No.1, and Lufeng will come to the stage to accept the award."

Lu Feng, who had just sat back for less than 2 minutes, had no choice but to stand up again.

And all around, there was warm congratulatory applause.

On the stage, the award ceremony is underway.

At the corner of the stage, the person in charge of the program came to the cameraman.

"Have you fully recorded the program?"

The photographer affirmed: "It's all recorded."

The person in charge of the program immediately said: "Immediately cut out the video clips of the last two programs."

The photographer changed his expression and asked, "Do you want to?"

The person in charge of the program nodded and said, "I'm going to upload it to the Internet."

The photographer wondered: "But this will violate the school's confidentiality policy."

If the video clips flow out of his hands, he will be the first to be held accountable.

"Don't worry, I'm going to apply for permission now."

On the stage, Sun District Team is presenting certificates to Lu Feng.

The person in charge of the program went to the guest seat and conveyed his application to the vice principal.

The vice principal called him over and asked, "Do you want to upload Lu Feng's singing video to the Internet?"

"Yes!"

"What's the reason?"

The person in charge of the program said: "Lu Feng said, I hope more fighters and their relatives can hear it. I also hope that more people can be cleansed and inherited."

Vice-principal Xiao thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes. But only Lu Feng's singing part, understand?"

"Yes!" The person in charge of the program was overjoyed.

He secretly thought, this should be the first time the school made an exception.

On the stage, the host announced the end of the party.

The crowd dispersed, mostly with a passionate mood.

They looked forward to a new day of training like they had never done tonight.

Because there is weight on the shoulders.

At the same time, two videos of Lu Feng's singing were also uploaded to the official account of the National Science Army University on various media platforms.

At a small stall on the side of the road, an office worker had just finished working overtime and was eating supper.

He swiped a certain jumping platform boredly, and suddenly came across a video.

The moment the singing sounded, a certain string in my heart was inexplicably touched.

Listen, listen, he even forgot to eat supper.

Because it was a roadside stall, the sound of his mobile phone was played directly.

The owner of the supper stall also heard it.

Bang!

There was a loud sound of an iron plate hitting the ground.

The office worker was startled back.

He looked up, only to see the supper stand owner with tears streaming down his face, and the supper skewers scattered all over the place.

The owner of the supper stall stepped forward a few steps and snatched the office worker's video.

While listening, we kept crying.

The office worker asked cautiously: "Boss, have you ever been a soldier?"

The owner of the supper stall wiped away his tears and said, "No, my son has joined the army."

"Almost three years."

"Sorry to scare you. I will waive your bill for you."

The owner of the supper stall hurriedly returned the phone and found that it was stained with oil, so he hurriedly wiped it off with his clothes.

The office worker didn't mind, he waved his hand and said, "No, no, you are a military relative, we must not take advantage of this."

The owner of the supper stand still apologized again and again.

"Boss, your son is good. Give me another 50 skewers of beef."

The supper stall owner was so moved that tears came out again.

(End of this chapter)