Siheyuan: Intercept Hu Qinhuairu first at the start

"Hmph! Why did you hit you? Because you deserved it."

Jia Zhang snorted coldly and said arrogantly.

This made Jia Dongxu even more aggrieved, and he wanted to argue a few more words, but due to Jia Zhang's despotic power, Jia Dongxu finally gave in.

"Humph!"

Seeing Jia Dongxu surrender, Jia Zhang nodded in satisfaction.

I also feel a little proud in my heart.

Recently, she felt that Jia Dongxu was trying to resist her.

Today, I took this opportunity to beat Jia Dongxu, and I also took the opportunity to suppress his thoughts that I shouldn't have.

However, Jia Zhang still knew the reason for giving a candy after a slap.

She said to Jia Dongxu: "Dongxu, didn't you say that you fell in love with that Chen Xuelian? Mom agreed, and tomorrow I will go to the street office to find Director Wang and tell her about it."

Chen Xuelian was the remaining three prostitutes in the street office who wanted to marry.

"Really? Mom, you can't lie to me."

Jia Dongxu, who was still aggrieved, suddenly became happy when he heard Jia Zhang's words.

Although he only met Chen Xuelian once, Jia Dongxu was already fascinated by Chen Xuelian.

That pretty face, fair skin, and those watery eyes all fascinated Jia Dongxu.

Chapter 122 Heroic Hymn

"Heroic Hymn"

The beacon smoke billows and sings the hero, and the green hills all around listen to it.

On a sunny day, thunder beats the golden drum, and the sea makes a harmony.

People's soldiers drive away tigers and leopards, and sacrifice their lives to keep peace.

Why is the battle flag so picturesque that the blood of heroes dyes it red.

Why is spring always on the earth, and the life of a hero blooms;

The hero jumped out of the trench, and an electric light split the sky, cracking the sky.

The ground sinks in alone, and the sky collapses with only one hand.

His feet were raging in the fire, and his whole body was shining with rainbows.

Why is the battle flag so picturesque that the blood of heroes dyes it red.

Why is spring always on the earth, and the life of a hero blooms;

There was a loud call for a cannon, and the river and the sea collapsed, the sky and the earth collapsed.

Both hands clenched the blasting tube, anger spit fire blood.

The enemy rots into mud, and the warrior resplendent becomes Venus.

Why is the battle flag so picturesque that the blood of heroes dyes it red.

Why the earth is always in spring, and the life of heroes blooms!

This is already the third day after the story meeting.

When Li Xiangqian came to Liu Zhongming's office with the song he had written, the section chief was shocked.

"Forward, did you really write this song?"

Liu Zhongming looked at the song in his hand, then looked up at Li Xiangqian, his face full of disbelief.

At this moment, Liu Zhongming even had the feeling that Li Xiangqian was teasing him.

I asked you to write about your experience, but you actually composed a song for me.

Is it so arrogant?

Liu Zhongming felt numb for a while.

"Well, I wrote it."

The most important thing is to have a thick skin when you come out to play.

Li Xiangqian agreed unceremoniously.

"I also heard the story told by Comrade Wang Erniu, and I was inspired. In addition, I also like to read some miscellaneous books on weekdays. That's why I wrote this "Hymn to Heroes."

Li Xiangqian said.

Although Liu Zhongming still felt a little unbelievable, looking at the manuscript in his hand, he knew it was true.

"Okay, go forward, I really didn't misread you, you can write such a good song from the story of the fighting hero. Come, come with me to see Director Wang."

The happy Liu Zhongming picked up the manuscript in his hand, took Li Xiangqian and hurried to find Director Wang to announce the good news.

"Director Wang, good news, great news."

As soon as he entered the office, Liu Zhongming yelled loudly, his face full of excitement.

"Old Liu, what's the matter with you, so happy."

Director Wang was a little confused.

But when she took the manuscript that Liu Zhongming handed over, she suddenly stood up excitedly.

"Onward, did you write this?"

Director Wang looked at Li Xiangqian excitedly.

Although it's just lyrics, Director Wang can still feel that this is a good song, and it is very suitable for the current war.

"Ah."

Li Xiangqian nodded cheekily again.

"It's well written, it's really great, the lyrics are beautiful, and it vividly shows the courage of our army's fighting heroes in the face of death, the heroic feat of defending the country and the fearless revolutionary spirit."

Director Wang excitedly walked up to Li Xiangqian and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

"Forward, you are amazing. Can you hum a few words for me?"

Facing Director Wang's request, although Li Xiangqian's voice was not very good, he was not stage frightened.

Immediately started humming.

Thanks to the blessing of lyrics and composition skills, Li Xiangqian grasped the rhythm of the hero's hymn very accurately.

Humming was also very catchy, and immediately attracted Director Wang and Liu Zhongming.

"Okay, good to sing forward."

After listening to Li Xiangqian's humming, Director Wang and Liu Zhongming both felt excited.

Li Xiangqian was a little shy. This song is obviously more suitable for girls to sing, so he said quickly:

"Director, I can't sing well. This song is more suitable for lesbians."

Director Wang nodded, "Qianqian, this is a good song, I'll send it to the superior right away. No, I'll send it myself."

The excited director Wang couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately took the manuscript, left the street office, and went to the superior.

Compared with Liu Zhongming, Director Wang thinks more. The war in the north has become more intense in the past two years. Although all the people in Daxia firmly believe that the enemy will eventually lose, the victory must belong to us.

But this still cannot conceal the cruelty of the war and the pressure on the front line.

In order to stimulate people's fighting awareness, the superiors specially organized a battle hero story meeting, in order to let more people know the cruelty of war, learn about the sacrifices of the heroes who defended their homeland on the front line, and increase their support for the war .

It can be said that the hero story meeting is already a political task, and writing about experience is also an important manifestation of the ability of institutional units.

Originally, Director Wang thought that as long as the Hongxing Sub-district Office was not at the bottom, it would be fine.

He never expected that Li Xiangqian would actually show him a Wang Bo.

No matter how good the experience is, how can there be a better song?

Moreover, after listening to "Heroes' Hymn" hummed by Li Xiangqian just now, Director Wang can be [-]% sure that this is a good song and will definitely get the attention of his superiors.

This is also a huge achievement for Director Wang.

Coupled with the previous credit for reforming prostitutes and returning to society, Director Wang seems to have seen the scene where he was entrusted with reuse.

That's why Director Wang impatiently took the manuscript and ran to his superiors.

Director Wang left in a hurry, leaving Li Xiangqian and Liu Zhongming, looked at each other, and walked out of the office with a smile.

"I always smoked you, today I smoked."

In Liu Zhongming's office, seeing Li Xiangqian taking out a cigarette, Liu Zhongming smiled and waved his hand, and took out a pack of peonies from the drawer.

"That's fine, today I will also be honored by you, section chief."

Li Xiangqian didn't insist on hearing the words, and said with a smile, and put the cigarette back in his hand.

"You boy."

Liu Zhongming shook his head with a smile, sent one to Li Xiangqian, and ordered one himself.

Breathing out a puff of smoke, Liu Zhongming sighed and said to Li Xiangqian: "Qianqian, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, you really hide it!"

This is not Liu Zhongming's flattery to Li Xiangqian, but that he really thinks Li Xiangqian is great.

Writing songs seems simple, but they can really be written, and the writing is good, how many people are there?

It's like the writers of later generations who write novels think that they can do it with their hands.

According to the statistics, good guy, there are tens of millions of people.

But among the thousands of people, how many can make money in their early years?

Even the signing is less than ten percent.

It is not easy to achieve something in any line of work.

"It's all because I read too many books on weekdays and accumulated a little."

Li Xiangqian said modestly.