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This is the first time Fugui has seen such a wonderful performance since he has grown up.

Especially the actress sang "Walking in the West" and listening to the sad melody, Fugui's eyes were wet. He couldn't help but think of the swallows who were far away in his hometown and the swallows' reluctance to leave when he returned to the army.

He wiped his tears and looked at his comrades, all intoxicated by the wonderful songs, and several other comrades were also secretly wiping their tears.

Fugui couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked out of the auditorium quietly. It was snowing at some point. Outside the door, it was white, and the heavy snow like goose feathers was flying in the open air under the reflection of the light. It was like this again, and he thought silently. After a long time, he felt a little cold on his cheeks. He did not wipe his tears, and let two lines of clear tears fall down his cheeks.

He walked down the steps silently, and snowflakes poured into his collar, causing him to breathe a few breaths.

There was silence around, and only the auditorium emitted applause and cheers from time to time. The bare poplar trees next to the training ground were lying crookedly on the white snow by the shadows of the bright lights at the gate. Fugui raised his head and the snowflakes were pouring on his face.

He just stood quietly, without realizing the snowflakes falling on his body.

The sound of footsteps came from the gate, and Fugui shook the snow on his body. Zhang Chengliang and Liu Long had already walked to him.

Zhang Chengliang asked caringly: "Fugui, why are you doing here if you don't watch the show?" After saying that, he looked at it intently and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you... what's wrong with you?"

Fugui seemed to have been guessed through his thoughts, and he smiled concealedly: "What are you doing? Come out and have some breath. Alas, aren't you standing guard? How do you go to watch the show?"

"Oh, Liming is standing guard for us." After Liu Long said that, he pulled Fugui: "Let's go, let's go watch the show." Liu Long looked at Fugui's expression and smiled slightly.

Fugui just sat down and listened to the familiar and beautiful melody, he said to Zhang Chengliang beside him a little excited: ""Fifteenth Moon"! I like this song the most."

The actress sang very emotionally, especially the round moon shining in the background, which made people feel the coolness of the bright moon on the edge.

Fugui was deeply intoxicated by the affectionate melody, and in tears, he seemed to be able to see the swallows working in the fields... It was not until the applause of his comrades heard that he suddenly woke up.

Zhang Chengliang stabbed him and whispered: "Fugui, I think you must have something to worry about today, right?"

Fugui blushed and tried his best to defend himself: "No, I just think he sang well and was very touching." After saying that, he sighed.

"I like this song so much? Then you can ask that actor to sign you for memorials." Zhang Chengliang said sincerely.

"Oh," Fugui thought for a while: "That's not good, right? If someone doesn't give him an autograph, that's so shameless."

Zhang Chengliang smiled and showed his white teeth: "Depending on your courage, why don't I go with you later."

After the singing, the captain accompanied a major general to shake hands with the actor, and then the major general spoke again, and the party ended.

Zhang Chengliang pulled Fugui and quietly slipped along the sidewalk to the backstage. The actors were washing up, watching them come in, and looked at them with a surprised look.

Fugui pulled Zhang Chengliang, stopped and hesitated, "Longzi, forget it, so many people, how embarrassed."

Zhang Chengliang turned around and glared at him: "Why are you doing this? Follow me and look at me." After that, he searched for the actor everywhere.

A male actor came over, stopped them, and asked in surprise: "Comrade, are you doing anything?"

Zhang Chengliang took out a cigarette and handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Oh, this is the case, we like the song "The Moon of the Fifteenth" very much, especially my comrade-in-arms, who was moved by the singer and wanted to ask the actor to sign us. Is it OK?"

The male actor looked at them and smiled: "Oh, that's it, okay." After saying that, he asked the actress next to him: "Where has Xiao Liu been there? Someone asked her to sign the autograph."

After a while, the actress walked out of the locker room and looked at them with a smile: "Hello."

Fugui was a little flustered by her, but Zhang Chengliang quietly poked him: "Take out your notebook, I'll sign you."

Fugui lowered his head and took out the notebook and handed it to the actress.

The actress carefully wrote down her name on the notebook and smiled at Fugui: "Okay, thank you for enjoying my song."

Fugui took it with a blushing face and hurriedly thanked.

30

On the Spring Festival, the brigade took a day off.

Early in the morning, Fugui got up and happily set off firecrackers with his comrades.

After dinner, snowflakes floated again. The comrades who were planning to play basketball had to sigh helplessly at the flying snow.

Perhaps the usual training fills the gap in time, but when the holiday comes, I feel bored.

My comrades all went to the library to read books. Fugui lay on the bed for a while, and his homesick thoughts spread silently in his heart.

Large swaths of snowflakes outside the window were still flying, hazying the whole world. The sky was gray, and only the sound of snow falling was heard.

He held the photo of the swallow and prayed silently, and before he knew it, he fell asleep in a daze.

Until Xiaoyu woke him up, he looked at his watch and it was already noon.

He came to the restaurant. Today during the Spring Festival, the team specially allowed everyone to drink some red wine, but they were all limited.

"It's the first day of the Lunar New Year, and I won't let you drink some white wine." Yang Aiguo brought the rice bowl and came to Xiaoyu and complained.

"Do you like drinking too?" Xiao Yu took a sip of red wine, smashed his mouth and said, "I'm a little greedy, it would be great if I could get a bottle of white wine."

Yang Aiguo lowered his head and pulled a few sips of rice. He saw that there was no one around him. He rubbed against Xiaoyu and whispered: "Hey, Xiaoyu, I know where there is white wine, it depends on whether you dare to do it."

Xiaoyu suddenly felt energetic when he heard this, put down his chopsticks and asked, "Really? Where is it?"

Yang Aiguo looked around and said in a low voice: "Do you remember the last time Commander Niu came? Our brigade was hosting Wuliangye, which was absolutely good wine. Later, the rest was placed in the chief of staff's warehouse, which I saw with my own eyes."

Xiaoyu was a little disappointed and glanced at him and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Can you get it out of the "clang" sound of the chief clang lock of the warehouse?"

Yang Aiguo glanced at him, curled his lips and said, "Look, aren't you timid? Everyone says you are the ghost spirits in the south." After that, he hugged Xiaoyu and leaned closer to his ear and said, "Think about it carefully, let's get a few bottles and hide in the dormitory of the team to drink. Who else will know?"

Fugui was startled by their thoughts and hurriedly stopped him: "That won't be possible. If someone else knows about it, it would violate military discipline and be punished."

Yang Aiguo glared at him and pouted, "Fugui, why are you so timid? Your captain is surprisingly bold, how could he train you as a soft guy?"

Xiaoyu looked at the two of them and said, "I think it's OK, but we have to call Du Lei. He is our lock-opening expert. With him, we can get the wine out. Hey, Fugui, don't eat now. Have you seen the dishes there? Your task is to bring those dishes to our team's dormitory. Don't forget to make more meat," he said, and then instructed: "In addition, you can't let anyone doubt it, especially the people in your team." After saying that, he stood up and raised his head to Yang Aiguo: "Let's go, start to act."

Fugui pulled them anxiously for a moment and couldn't hold them back, watching them hurrying out.

Fugui was thinking about how to get the vegetables on the table back, and suddenly sat next to him alone, scaring him. He looked at it and found it was Dawn.

"Fugui, what did they do? You guys are whispering, I think something is wrong. Are you going to do bad things?" Li Ming looked at Xiaoyu's background, put down the rice plate, pulled a few mouthfuls of rice and asked Fugui casually.

Fugui couldn't lie, but was stunned by Liming's question. He lowered his head and thought for a long time before smiling concealingly: "Maybe something is wrong, I don't know."

After saying that, seeing that Liming was a little unhappy, he stood up and said, "Liming, I feel a little uncomfortable. No, I'll go to change some fresh dishes. You can eat it yourself."

Fugui came to the vegetable table and picked up a clean plate. Seeing that others were not paying attention, he picked some chicken legs, ham and so on to make a large plate. He saw that his comrades were all bowing their heads to eat, and when they were not paying attention, they quickly sneaked out of the side door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went upstairs, someone called him behind him. Fugui was nervous and almost threw the plate out.

Zhang Chengliang caught up and looked at Fugui in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Why did you become sneaky today?"

Fugui looked back and saw that it was him, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you doing? It was shocked and scared me to death."

Zhang Chengliang looked at the plate he was holding and asked in surprise: "Why are you doing these things? Are you not full?"

Fugui saw that some of his comrades came out of the restaurant one after another, so he quickly pulled him upstairs and whispered: "Stop asking, I'll tell you later."

After walking into Yang Aiguo and his friends' dormitory, Fugui put down the plate and turned around and locked the door, then he breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Zhang Chengliang was confused by him: "What are you doing? Is my brain fever or what?"

Fugui took a breath before telling him the matter. After hearing this, Zhang Chengliang said nervously: "Fugui, this is not a joke. If you are found out and you will be punished, please tell me that we should leave. I won't drink anyway."

Fugui sighed, looked at the dishes on the table and said, "Why am I leaving? They all went to steal the wine. If I leave, that would be too unfair, right?"

Zhang Chengliang was silent for a while and was about to speak when someone suddenly knocked on the door in a hurry: "Open the door, open the door!"
Chapter completed!