Entertainment: Start with the Host Contest

"Isn't this recording a show? You are always my grandfather in private, and the grandfather of all the young people in our country."

"..."

While talking, he helped the old man to sit down in the sofa area, and personally added a glass of water for him.

After doing all this, Li Mubai turned to look at the camera.

"In order to match Mr. Li's level,"

He gestured with his hands up, and said with a smile, "Today, our program team also invited General Zhang Zhaozhong, who is familiar to everyone, to applaud."

Whoa whoa whoa! !

After some polite greetings, the three of them sat down.

Li Mubai faced the camera and said in a somber voice, "First of all, let's use a VCR to understand the life of Mr. Li after his retirement."

The big screen switches, and brisk music sounds.

The old man was arranging the old military uniform he wore for the flag-raising ceremony this morning in his extremely rudimentary room.

The medal of the Republic of China was shining brightly, and the eyes of all those who saw it lit up.

Everyone knows it, it's famous all over the country.

But he couldn't even get one-tenth of it in his life, how big the gap is, and the envy in his heart can be imagined!

The old man in the picture has a strong Shandong accent.

The voice was loud: "As soon as I organize my military uniform, I want to take a positive step."

"Yes~step~walk."

BGM: I am a soldier who loves the common people...

Subtitle: 92-year-old urchin

Time, 7:00 AM

Location, Leling Sunset Red Entertainment Nursing Home.

A group of old men sat in a ball in the gate hole, listening to Old Li, whose trouser legs were rolled up to his knees, singing.

Not to mention, the singing is really good, with a deep essence in a melodious tone.

Time, 8:00 AM

Li Lao: "My Nirvana, when I was a child, I practiced boxing. Did my father say that you practice boxing?

I say hit the devil.

I think happily, I sing every day, dance every day, laugh every day. "

Along with this voice narration, there is also the old man's agility and stick-playing movements.

"It's not good to play Liao now!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the stick slammed into his face.

The screen freezes for three seconds, and the subtitles hippiely put three artistic words on it.

Hahaha! !

The audience laughed.

Looking at this flamboyant VCR, the old man who felt a little sanctified in his heart suddenly became very amiable.

Time, 10:00 AM

"What (what) did the uncle draw?"

"The painted hen and rooster lead a group of chicks, look at this family."

The close-up of the picture shows the finished product of the old man.

I have to say that the pencil drawing is really good, especially when I think of the hand of a 92-year-old old man, many young people blush with shame.

Time, 7:30pm

The gongs and drums were beating on the square, and the old man became a member of the square dance army.

The audience watching this scene smiled.

The joys and sorrows of the heroes are also more and more clearly visible.

Soon the screen switched again, and a young man pushed the old man onto a fully enclosed three-wheeled motorcycle, half-supporting and half-holding.

"It's not enough to play enough, don't push your forehead, it's not enough to play enough!"

Shandong dialect: "Leaders won't let them come out~~~"

With this sentence, the camera cuts to the moving three-wheeled motorcycle. …

In the distance, the old man's voice of "I'm not playing enough" is still clearly audible.

"Hahaha so cute!"

"Feeling more energetic (happy) than us young people"

"Haha, the old man's mood is really good!"

"A warrior with hidden merit and fame!"

"I wish grandpa always happy, longevity to Nanshan."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion on the barrage, and the show was well connected and smooth under the control of Li Mubai.

After a lively chat.

The old man recalled the most thrilling action with a sound like a bell.

From his narration, it seems that the years of beacon fire are like images, flashing frame by frame in front of everyone's eyes.

This confrontation like a film and television plot is legendary.

The audience could not imagine the teenage boy who was not physically dominant back then.

Standing on the line of life and death, how much courage do you have to give yourself?

……

The show progressed slowly, with laughter and tears in the process.

Especially after 79 years, the scene where the 92-year-old old man took up the bugle again was particularly tearful.

The old man can no longer play a continuous tune;

But the spirits of the veterans are enthusiastic, and the charging horn in the spiritual world is still loud.

As the host of the show, Li Mubai retreated behind the scenes most of the time, quietly in front of an audience, and guided the old man to tell many touching stories.

The board also talked a lot.

His strong international vision makes up for many points that the old man can't say.

Fifty minutes later, Li Mubai walked into the center of the camera again——

"The smoke of war is gone.

A few years ago, the old man looked back on the past and put the warring years into his pen. Now he has written a memoir of hundreds of thousands of words.

Perhaps, the old man closed his eyes and quietly recalled those years, and his heart was still very excited.

He is so pure, simple, persistent and indomitable.

As if in his eyes, the old military uniform and precious memories that he loved all his life are all.

He didn't ask for anything extravagantly, donated the subsidy given by the state, and lived a mediocre life.

His love for the country and the nation is so deep and simple, it makes people cry.

When in the morning the old man rubs the flag of his family;

What a glorious moment it was!

Those years should not be just a page in a history textbook, nor just a node in the chronology of major events.

In these flesh-and-blood stories, let us remember history and pay tribute to heroes. ".

Chapter 312

Ulumqi International Airport.

4:30 in the afternoon.

Li Sisi and Pasha, two young and beautiful beauties, stood at the airport, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the people on this flight.

She arrived last night, while Li Mubai was late for a day due to work.

"Didn't the plane land? It's been half an hour, why hasn't it come out yet?"

"Maybe you're checking something?"

Hearing his girlfriend's question, Li Sisi looked at the passage and replied softly.

As soon as the voice fell, his eyes brightened: "Come out."

Pasha hurriedly turned his head to look over, and saw the crowded crowd at the end of his line of sight.

It didn't take long for the passengers to walk out of the passage one by one.

Li Mubai walked among the first group of people.

At first glance, it was very conspicuous, and the second daughter saw him and Ouyang Xiadan beside him immediately.

"Look at Mu Bai's standout appearance, tsk tsk, Sisi, you earned it!"

"Pasha, you... so many people, you are annoying you!"

Noticing the smiles of the people who picked up the plane, Li Sisi smiled bitterly.

When she flew to Ulumuqi last night, from the way to pick up the plane to sleep together at night, she was not less ridiculed by Pasha at 26.