Su Junlin's words fell and before Bai Xue could react, the commander raised his head and said, "Yes, yes, listening to the songs of the art soldiers around me and listening to our soldiers singing along, my blood is boiling! Comrade Bai Xue, take out the Come on, use your expertise and give us all a voice!"

Bai Xue had no choice but to stand up and clear her throat, "Then I will sing "The East Is Red" for everyone."

"well!"

"Dongfanghong!"

The generals present applauded in unison.

Feng Qingxue secretly felt funny. The soldiers held a party and everyone was singing. Whether they were from the art troupe or the border guards, why did Bai Xue look so forbearing and aggrieved? Do you think everyone regards her as an actress?

However, singing to the border soldiers is a very honorable thing.

As long as you have integrity and devote yourself to studying art, you are an artist and worthy of everyone's respect.

"The east is red, the sun is rising, China has a..." Bai Xue does have a good voice, and she sang particularly beautifully. When she finished singing, she received a round of applause and applause.

Even Xibao also cheered, "Okay!"

The little one is so cute that he was rewarded with a piece of tender mutton from the cook.

The lamb leg was roasted, and the aroma penetrated everyone's nostrils. The cook sliced ​​off the meat on the surface, selected a tender piece of meat from the inside, blew it to cool and handed it to Xibao.

Xibao stuffed the yak jerky in his hand into the commander's mouth, reached out to take the mutton, and nodded: "Thank you!"

After he could speak, Feng Qingxue would teach him to say thank you every time he fed him or dressed him or brought him something. Over time, it became ingrained in him, and he would naturally say thank you to the person who gave him food and food.

No one dislikes well-mannered children, especially one so young.

He looks good, talks like a child and is cute.

Everyone praised Xibao one after another. At this moment, Bai Xue suddenly faced Feng Qingxue and said: "Comrade Feng Qingxue, you see we are the only two lesbians here. I have already sung it. Why don't you perform it for everyone?" program?"

Lu Jiang's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, almost as cold as a knife blade.

Feng Qingxue pressed his hand to stop him from speaking, and smiled directly at Bai Xue: "Comrade Bai Xue, I am different from you."

"What's the difference?" Bai Xue said unconvinced.

When lesbians talked, male comrades always kept their mouths shut. Even if the commander, Ye Zhengjun and others frowned, even Su Junlin whispered Bai Xue's name.

"I am a family member of Lu Jiang. I brought my children to the army to visit relatives. I am honored to attend the army's bonfire banquet tonight on New Year's Day." Feng Qingxue had a faint smile on her face and her voice was calm and calm. Slow, neither high nor low, and not as angry as everyone imagined. "As for Comrade Bai Xue, you are a member of the art troupe. Your duty is to express condolences to the border soldiers for the country, to use singing and dancing to boost everyone's morale, and to relieve tension." Everyone’s pressure adds a bright brilliance to the hard training career.”

"Well said! Isn't this the purpose of establishing the art troupe ten years ago? The coal mine art troupe in the early years even received the care and support of the national leaders." The commander spoke, and others stopped echoing, " Although ten years have passed, every artist in the art troupe must not forget their true responsibilities!”

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