Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 406: Meeting the occasion
But I don’t know if it was because I entered the South China Sea and entered the area of ​​​​the motherland. I never encountered pirates again.

Of course, this also depends on the route chosen by the yacht.

The famous ten-dash line in the South China Sea is like a cloth bag under a big rooster. Along the left bag and along the land is the Viet Nam coastline, and along the right side are the territorial seas of Inni, Malaysia and Feibin.

Gai Qingyun flipped through the map, and we went straight into the middle, because the middle is our South China Sea. There are those heroic islands that have been filled with sand and reclaimed from the sea. I want to see them.

Even if her younger brother says to pick the moon from the sky, Yan Qing will have no problem.

Naturally said yes.

Anyway, the yacht, which was basically full of fuel, swaggered along the middle into the South China Sea.

It is said that pirates these days are actually part-time fishermen in the surrounding islands and coastal areas. They are busy fishing and doing business. When they have no money, they see fat sheep and invite each other to do some moneyless business.

If anyone dares to stay there for a long time and become a full-time pirate, national warships will come to check the water meter in minutes.

Therefore, the Princess yacht is inserted directly into the center of the ten-dash line, but far away from the ordinary fishermen's activity area, which saves a lot of trouble.

The yacht looked at the underwater rocks from a distance and approached cautiously.

Yan Qing really doesn't have such a strong sense of nationality, and he doesn't even have a sincere relationship between monarch and minister.

In the end, my sister-in-law got mad, hurry up, if you keep playing like this, I will run out of sunscreen!

What can be called a human miracle is that the kind of reef that can only stand on a few people has been extended into thirty or forty cement cubes the size of football fields by "the miraculous workmanship of nature".

Several guys who claimed to be very good at boating quickly followed the instructions and went around to the safe harbor happily.

The main reason is that this is considered a military facility, and there are a lot of young and Dangerous people from the right bank on the boat. It would be scary if a missile suddenly flew.

When you get closer, take the initiative to call out, "Don't be afraid of fellow Chinese and English people. Come over to park and rest. Do you need help?"

This kind of ocean area with shallow reefs at your feet but endless ocean as far as the eye can see is so fun.

In the end, we anchored offshore and used the high-speed boat hanging from the back to ferry us ashore.

Yan Qing, who loves to play, naturally had a lot of fun following these guys from the right bank.

That stuff is so valuable and delicious that even the cook is eager to try it. I want to make sashimi!

Unexpectedly, these guys were not good at sailing. After they stopped, they discovered that the search function of the radar could easily find schools of fish, especially large tuna that were hunting small fish on the water.

As a result, the island with its lighthouse, building, and radar station must have discovered this sneaky guy early on.

Everyone was immediately happy to start all kinds of night fishing in the reef area, and they even didn’t want to set out the next day.

Although it is not possible to take off and land aircraft, there is still a sheltered pier.

But at this moment, it seemed that he finally understood what Gai Qingyun was talking about.

Because they are not regular crew members, they still dare not sail at night in the South China Sea, where there are said to be many reefs. After running hundreds of kilometers, they will anchor along the rocks to rest.

You can go out to wade and snorkel, fish in the sea, catch shrimps and crabs, and no one will bother you.

Then we rushed to the southernmost Chuisha Island in a whoosh for a long time.

There is always only brother in my mind, now only brother.

The few soldiers who came to greet him as a routine were stunned when they saw the extremely dark and conspicuous Yan Qing surrounded by them: "Are you really the champion?! Welcome!"

A lonely cement block, a lonely building, a lighthouse, and then filled with rows of trees and crops.

It's like a small park.

Looking at the endless sea water all around, it is really like "the long smoke sets and the sun sets over the lonely city, and a glass of turbid wine makes your home thousands of miles away".

It’s easy to feel this confused.

Facing the soldiers who were swarming out, they were all young people about the same age as their younger brothers. They were full of excitement and enthusiasm, and they were no different from the dock workers I saw at the port a few days ago.

He understood better why Gai Qingyun didn't hesitate to reveal his whereabouts at that time, but also wanted to go to the dock to have a look, say hello and sing a few songs.

Now why not go all the way along the beautiful coastline on both sides and take this most empty and lonely route to this little island with nothing.

So he smiled and waved: "I went to West Asia to play a game, and suddenly I wanted to travel along the sea route back to my country. When I passed by here, I came to make some noise. Can you sing a few songs for everyone? I have released an album."

I thought people in the border areas didn’t know about my side business.

As a result, the smiling young soldier said that he had heard it countless times, and now he often stands at the beach and sings those melodious poems and songs. Soon, we will have a stereo microphone!

They ran in groups to move equipment and pull out cables, and they were so happy.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to chat with the leaders, Yan Qing also asked: "Then...can I broadcast it live to netizens across the country? It's not for profit, I just want everyone to see what you look like."

Last time I was at the West Asia pier, I still considered secretly returning home before setting sail. I still had to pass through many countries, so there was no live broadcast with much fanfare.

Now I really want those who are being protected to see these good men.

In fact, as long as you shoot some local scenes regularly, it’s no problem. They have their own official social media accounts, so they can also shoot and live broadcast together!
We also flew a drone into the sky together to explain which places not to go. The best angle is to fly as high as possible.

This coincides with the Spring Festival approaching, and the arrival of the Olympic champion is completely a condolence. Winter is also when the climate is the mildest and the sun is not so exposed. They quickly set up a small stage on the neat helicopter landing platform at the back with military style. Here you can also overlook the sea view in all directions, and the facilities on the island are even more crowded. Thick woods blocked it.

The yachts in the pier are just on the other side and cannot be seen.

Yan Qing has been on the road for more than ten days, and basically only posts some fragmentary videos of West Asia from before. Instead, Song Siyu, who returned to Shanghai, keeps a lot of videos of various sports cities to stay popular.

There is no need to preview and warm up now. As soon as the live broadcast channel was opened, netizens were surprised to see where you were. You are so tanned and you are wearing such summer clothes.

When I saw the phalanx of soldiers lining up and clapping neatly in the live broadcast, I immediately understood, oh oh oh, this must be a condolence visit to the border of the South China Sea.

Yan Qing didn’t use the long-winded rhetoric of Internet celebrities: “Today, my team and I came to the southernmost island of the motherland, known as the first outpost of the Wanli Sea Territory. In this situation, I sang Li Bai’s " "Guan Shan Yue" to express our respect for the soldiers stationed here..."

"The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Tens of thousands of miles of long wind blows Yumen Pass.

Han went down Baideng Road and looked at Qinghai Bay.

Originated from the battlefield, no one returned.

The garrisonmen looked at the border towns with sad faces as they thought about returning home.

The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough. "

In the vast sky, he only wore an ordinary white sports T-shirt, black gauze bloomers and sneakers bought in the small town of Malacca. He stood on the stage with a strong posture and held a microphone, but his melodious and elegant singing was full of traditional literary and artistic atmosphere.

There is not so much unrestrained and unrestrained catharsis as I did with Lao Pi at the concert before, it is more like the deep feeling of coming back from such a big trip.

Especially after seeing so many small countries that were completely undefended, I realized how precious the labels and imprints of a big country, a prosperous age, and peace are.

Netizens in the live broadcast room must be extremely surprised. Is this a concert we can watch without paying?
Reward!

It turned out that this was a public welfare condolence event and no reward channels were open.

This makes it difficult for netizens and viewers to vent their surging emotions.

Of course, Gai Qingyun has compiled a series of various accompaniments since the last performance at the pier.

It's quite convenient to use the karaoke equipment prepared here, and the sound quality is much better than that at the dock.

The soldiers who gathered together to watch in order were naturally fascinated by what they heard.

Many of the emotions lingering in my heart turned out to be exactly what it meant.

In Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress", the sentence "The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets over the long river." It's so appropriate!
Cen Shen's "Meeting the Envoy Arrives in Beijing", "We will meet immediately without paper and pen, and I will rely on your words to report peace." It even sings the longing for relatives in my heart.

But when Yan Qing sang Gao Shi's "Yan Ge Xing", it had 197 words, from "A man's own self-respect is rampant" to "A warrior is half dead in front of the army" and finally "You don't see the pain of fighting on the battlefield."

It's almost like telling a story.

Even soldiers and netizens who have never heard of this poem are all enjoying it.

More than a dozen young people who followed Yan Qing off the yacht also crowded on the small bench next to it.

Qiu Wenfang was wearing sunglasses and staring intently. Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but lean to her side, as if he was trying his best to blend that fierce and murderous figure with his elegant and long-lasting tone.

Such men are indeed rare.

Yan Qing himself is also in excellent condition. He is already a master. Just like the last time he sang in the satellite city, with the bonus of the scenery of the Western Regions, the singer is naturally more energetic.

As a result, when he sang, it was dusk and sunset.

The helicopter platform ran from east to west. Yan Qing saw the sun gradually sinking in the distance, pouring golden light through the clouds.

The kind of beautiful scenery created by nature is magnificent, gorgeous, and far beyond human ability.

I couldn't help but sing Li He's "Yanmen Prefect's Journey":
"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun.

The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with Yanzhi and condensed night purple.

The half-rolled red flag is approaching Yishui, and the frost is heavy and the sound of cold is not heard.

Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you! "

The soldiers seemed to feel that the white T-shirt on his body was dyed with golden light, and followed his raised arm to look back at the sunset that they may have seen very familiarly.

I couldn't hold back the warm applause and the excited sigh that made my palms turn red.

Several cameras, including the publicity officer's, also turned around and took pictures of the scene.

The live broadcast room is also abuzz!
That kind of shocking magnificence, "the sound of the side shakes the white grass, and the sea air generates yellow mist."

Sounds good! nice!
It seems that the popularity of the Internet has once again surged to its peak.

This time no one will come to chirp again.

(End of this chapter)