After the dinner, there will be a gala.

Don't get me wrong, it is not the TV Spring Festival Gala that will be watched every year later, but the gala organized by the troops themselves.

After the soldiers assembled, they filed into the auditorium to take their seats.

The number of recruits in the new barracks is not many, but there are many programs, especially the programs that won the last singing competition, all were re-ordered.

Su Haitang was never let off easily. After singing three songs in a row, the audience was still very hot, shouting the names of the songs in her new album one after another, almost turning into her concert special.

"It's boring just to sing. Let me tell you a story."

Seeing that the big guy was making a lot of trouble, Su Haitang didn't want to get rid of the big guy's interest, so he proposed a compromise idea.

"good!"

The audience applauded and applauded, Su Haitang bowed generously, searched around in his head, and opened his mouth.

"I don't know how many years ago, there was a local rich man, although he is not a rich one, he is a well-known wealthy household in ten miles and eight villages."

"Before the landlord was dying, he called his three sons, panted hard, pointed his fingers at the bedside table, and said intermittently."

"Father, leave it to you, open it."

"The boss looked forward with red eyes and gently opened the top drawer. He thought he would see the gold and silver jewelry and silver box office deeds, but he didn't expect to see a lone pair of chopsticks on the red flannel."

Su Haitang paused, his eyes swept down the stage, and found that most of his comrades were listening with gusto, only Ling Nantan put aside his mouth without a trace, and smiled triumphantly.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and continued to talk about the jokes.

"The boss was dumbfounded, his dream of getting rich in his heart was shattered, and the old father was about to pass away, and he couldn't help but feel sad. With a sigh of relief, he picked up the chopsticks and smashed them in half on his knees!"

"He choked and showed off the chopsticks in both hands, and focused his head: Dad, one pair of chopsticks broke, and ten pairs of chopsticks are held together. I understand the truth you taught me. I must love the two younger brothers, brothers are united. , Do not call outsiders to bully."

"Okay!" Applause from the audience, the pure and passionate young girls and lads are especially vulnerable to this positive energy!

Although Ling Nantan also clapped in line with the crowd, disdain appeared in his eyes, and the sense of superiority that he had an IQ higher than the others was really unsatisfactory.

Su Haitang looked away, raised his hand to stop everyone's applause, and continued speaking.

"Tu Laocai spouted a mouthful of blood and pointed it at his second son laboriously."

"The second child opened the middle drawer and found that it was a pair of chopsticks that were inseparable. With the example of the elder brother in front, he also took out the chopsticks and broke them without hesitation, expressing a brotherly determination to break gold."

"Tu Lao Cai's face is like golden paper, choking in his throat with a sigh of relief, his fingers trembling so much that he can't lift him up, he just looks at the third child with his eyes."

"The third child cried like tears, opened the bottom drawer, and also took out a pair of chopsticks and broke off, and said loudly."

"Father, rest assured, the principles you taught will be remembered in your heart. The most precious thing in the world is not gold and silver treasures, but the dearest brotherhood. As long as our three brothers love each other and work together, we will be able to start from scratch and create a new life. Don’t worry if you’re weaker than Dad’s belongings!"

"The three brothers cried with their heads in their arms, feeling the old father's heart to teach his children. Before they died, they would rather dissipate their wealth and teach them the most important brotherhood. They immediately felt painful and threw themselves in front of the father's bed and cried bitterly."

Su Haitang looked at the distracted comrades in the audience, smiled slightly, and ended.

"The old rich man vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, glared at the broken chopsticks in the hands of his three sons, and shouted with all his strength: The chopsticks used by the first emperor and the emperor that I have collected all my life, you three prodigal stuff! Sorry, too."

"After roaring, Tu Laocai's neck crooked and he couldn't look down."

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