The phone rang again.

Looking at the number, Lu Hengchuan couldn't help tidying up the clothes that were not in a mess, and stopped his waist, even though he couldn't see it from the opposite side.After connecting, he called out: "Mom."

Lu Suqin said in a panic: "Boss, where are you now?"

Lu Hengchuan hurriedly said: "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm fine. I was arranged to attend a music festival in Japan, and I'll be back soon."

"Xiao Lei, I heard that there is going to be a war with Japan. Come back quickly. If you don't earn money, your parents can support you. Listen to your mother and come back today, you know?"

"Mom, who told you that there is no war. I came to Japan for work
"What job is life-threatening? I'll go to the county magistrate and ask him to transfer you back. Let's quit. Xiaolei, be obedient, that place in Little Japan is not a place for people to live. You can eat people without spitting out your bones. You So honest, I don’t even know I was sold by others, so come back, ah!”

"Mom, mom, your son is a big star now, they can't sell me, don't think about it." Tang
Lei couldn't stop crying at all, rubbed his sore nose, and changed the topic. "Mom, are Xiao Lin and Xiao Jing going back?"

"I'm back, your dad is whipping them! At such a young age, you actually learned how to parade in the streets, and when you grow up, you can't shake the sky!"

Lu Hengchuan, wrapped in warmth, praised his parents' three correct views, and said with a smile in tears: "Mom, don't let Dad beat them up again. I already beat them up that day. Let Xiaojing take over." a phone call."

"Jing'er, your brother's phone number. Damn girl, hurry up and answer the phone."

Lu Suqin's murmur still came from the phone:

You two are dead children, if you don't beat them hard, you won't have a long memory.Old Tang, hang up the third child to smoke, and see if he dares to do so again. "

Lu Hengchuan broke out in a cold sweat.

"Brother, hurry up and persuade Dad, you are going crazy, you want to beat us both to death!"

"Yes! I'm currently working in Japan, you explain the matter to your parents, don't let them worry, you know?"

"I see. That little Japan is too wicked, you have to cheat them well and show our country's prestige."

"What a mess. Give Dad the phone, and I'll have a word with him."

The phone was transferred to Tang Fangjun again: "Xiao Lei, tell me."

"Dad, it's enough to scare them. I smoked it in Pingdan, and the scars on Xiaolin's back probably haven't disappeared. I'm fine in Japan. Don't listen to the people in the village. It's not that serious. Everything It's normal. Let Xiaojing explain the other things to you, I still have work here, so I'll hang up first."

"Let's do it outside. If there is your father, hang up."

When the other end hung up the phone, Lu Hengchuan thought with red eyes: It feels great to have family care.His expression became more and more dignified, and his mind seemed to be attracted by the score.His breathing became more and more rapid, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The hand holding the sofa turned into a grasping grip, tightly grasped, with veins exposed.

All micro-movements showed that He Liming's heart fluctuated greatly.

It is because of Lu Hengchuan's score
...

His expression became more and more dignified, and his mind seemed to be attracted by the score.His breathing became more and more rapid, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The hand holding the sofa turned into a grasping grip, tightly grasped, with veins exposed.

All micro-movements showed that He Liming's heart fluctuated greatly.

It is because of Lu Hengchuan's score
...

As he penetrated into the artistic conception of the music score, He Liming took rapid and heavy breaths, and a mass of tragic feelings lingered in his heart, as if he was pulled back to the years when countless Chinese sons and daughters resisted foreign enemies and died heroically.

It was a past full of blood and tears that every Chinese person does not want to look back on, but remembers in his bones.

After reading the whole article, He Liming burst into tears and couldn't make a sound.

"Why wasn't I born in that era?"

Lu Hengchuan scratched his head.

I didn't realize that Old Man He was still a man of temperament.

"Old Man He, the ancestors exchanged blood and lives for peace and prosperity. We will never allow anyone to destroy the current situation. The dignity of China cannot be trampled on."

Lu Hengchuan's words were impassioned and resounding.He Liming's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and he laughed wildly: "Well said, old man, I will go crazy with you once."

Well!Lu Hengchuan laughed dryly and said, "Did you see it?"

He Liming said with a straight face: "Although I am old, I am not confused. You think a few high-sounding words can make me impulsively throw my head and blood."

"You are really old."

"Um? "

"Scheming, hehe! Scheming."

What an old fox.Lu Hengchuan continued: "Teacher He, what do you mean?"

From Old Man He to Teacher He, this bastard is not stuttering at all.However, He Liming didn't want to talk to him. He frowned and said, "Your boy looks handsome and gentle, but he has a bad stomach. Not only is he talented,
Also bold. "

Lu Hengchuan's head was full of black lines.Dude wants you to praise me!

"Come on, will you act or not?"

"Act, why not act! I can't participate in the creation of such a masterpiece, and I will do my part in the premiere. However, I don't have enough people to lead, and the singers have to be transferred from the central group. I really don't want to talk to the old Zhuangtou. Cooperation, without him, this play really cannot be sung."

Old man He agreed, and Lu Hengchuan put his heart back in his stomach.

This song is so right.

It deeply describes the atrocities committed by the Japanese army during World War II.

It's like you went to Zhang San's house and pointed at Zhang San's nose and scolded his ancestors for eight generations.

This is no longer a slap in the face, it's simply digging someone's ancestral grave.

It's okay if there are no accidents. Once it happens, it will be a big event.

Lu Hengchuan was really worried that He Liming would not dare to perform.

This is not a performance, it is simply desperate.

Fortunately, old man He is also a restless master, so he agreed.Otherwise, even if Lu Hengchuan has great abilities, he can't follow his ideas.

Before Lu Hengchuan could heave a sigh of relief, He Liming called and said, "Old Zhuangtou, I have a big job here. It's a life-threatening performance. Are you interested?"

thump!
Lu Hengchuan sat down on the ground.

Teacher He, Dean He!

Does your old man hate people coming?
He said it so bluntly.

It's all about death, who the hell dares to come!
"What a joke! Bring all the men, women and voices of your troupe over. That's right, that's it. Hurry up, the performance will be performed tomorrow."

He Liming hung up the phone and saw Lu Hengchuan who was crying and asked, "What are you doing sitting on the ground?"

I'm not scared by you!Lu Hengchuan wiped his sweat: "Is it done?"

He Liming said happily: "You don't know, old man Zhuang is more radical than me, a typical militant. When he heard that there was a chance to fight against Little Japan, he screamed to take the fastest flight to come here!" "

Lu Hengchuan patted his forehead, good guy, here comes another one, some people in Tokyo will suffer.

After dinner, when it was getting dark, a burly and strong white-haired old man rushed to the Asakusa Hotel next to the Shimbashi Hotel with a hundred and ten people.There is a small tail behind the big army, Mo Beibei.

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