On the stage, Django was wearing a Zhongshan suit and a pair of ordinary sports shoes, and was dressed very simple and low-key.

In the music, he held the microphone in both hands and sang passionately, full of energy and his singing was very contagious.

"The motherland will not be forgotten, I will not be forgotten!"

At the end of the song, Django put down the microphone and bowed to the audience.

I originally wanted to salute the military, but I felt it was not suitable, because one was not a soldier, and the other was never played by a soldier.

A dozen people scattered out of the audience applauded, and the bosses seemed quite excited, and they thought they were moved.

"This song "The Motherland Will Not Forgot" is even better than "My Motherland" and "As Wish"," said a big boss.

"My Motherland is dedicated to the motherland, "As I wish" pays tribute to our ancestors, and "The Motherland Will Not Forgot" is a sing to our soldiers, which is more suitable for the August 1st Gala." Another big shot said.

"I sang very well, not a power-oriented voice, but I sang my unique vitality and fighting spirit." Another big shot said.

"This young man is really talented, no wonder there are so many new recruits who like it." The remaining big guy spoke.

They had already seen the lyrics before, but now they got another surprise when they heard Django's singing.

At this time, Django stepped back to the backstage.

Zhou Lingwei came up with a smile and asked, "How is it, is the rehearsal going smoothly?"

Django nodded and smiled and said, "It went smoothly, nothing happened."

Zhou Lingwei continued: "Then, should we go back or..."

"It should be possible to go back." He has finished singing, why are you still here? Django thought for a while and said, "Let's go and say hello to Director Zhang."

Zhang Shucheng explained some precautions to them for entering the venue tomorrow, and the control will be very strict at that time.

It was not too late to leave the Great Hall. Django took Zhou Lingwei's hand and walked slowly towards Tiananmen Square.

The solemn and beautiful Tiananmen Gate Tower looks even more magnificent and dazzling in the afterglow of the sunset.

Unlike the relaxed and comfortable walking on the beach in Sanya, this place has a rich historical feeling.

If you come to Yanjing, in addition to traveling around the mountains and rivers, watching the Great Wall of the Forbidden City and eating delicious food is also an important project.

But when it comes to the food in Yanjing, there are always people who can't help but complain that "there is no food in the capital, and it depends entirely on poverty and is not enough to eat good meat, but they get it."

In fact, this kind of attention originated from the Eight Banners children of the Qing Dynasty. They were idle all day long, holding cages and fighting crickets, and were very knowledgeable about eating, drinking and having fun, which also caused people to have an inherent impression of the Yanjing people being "scheming", "poverty and particular" and "good face".

Django didn't care about this. He came to eat some Yanjing delicacies a few times ago. He liked braised, roasted duck, and mutton sautéed by copper pot.

It is not suitable for hot pot during hot days, so I took Zhou Lingwei to eat roast duck. Of course, it is not the most famous one.

The store has a small entrance. After passing through the narrow alleyway, it suddenly becomes clear inside. The hall is very spacious and the roast duck is roasted on open fire.

"It smells so good." Zhou Lingwei smelled a strong smell of meat and charcoal.

"This restaurant is recommended by Chen Gan, and it is roasted in traditional ways. Nowadays, the roast duck in many places is roasted by steam or electric, which lacks the charcoal aroma." Django explained.

"In the words of netizens, charcoal fire is the soul." Zhou Lingwei said with a smile.

"Barbecue is the perfect interpretation of fire and meat. Charcoal fire grilling has the taste of the log itself, which is a special fragrance when combined with meat. Moreover, the temperature of charcoal grilling can lock in the water and fragrance of the meat to a greater extent." Django splashed a passage of professional-sounding words.

"I am worthy of being the chef god in our family, and I know so much." Zhou Lingwei praised.

The waiter who welcomed the guests recognized the two at a glance, seemed a little excited, and didn't even hear them clearly.

"Oh, OK, OK."

The waiter tried hard to restrain himself and kept himself professional. After understanding the needs of the two, he took them to the private room.

"Just as you recommend." Django said after hearing the introduction.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter went out with the menu.

The roast duck in this restaurant is the oldest slice method. The duck skin is fragrant and crispy, and it tastes delicious when dipped in sugar. The duck meat is crispy but not oily. The sweet noodle sauce is just right. It is served with the top and cucumber, so you can't stop it in one bite.

One duck is about five or six kilograms, and after baking it, it shrinks to about three kilograms. One can only slice two plates, just enough for two or three people.

Django and Zhou Lingwei were very full and happy. When they left, they signed autographs and took photos with several waiters.

They like this feeling of visiting a restaurant very much, and it has a bit of a special program, just like eating noodles in Magic City and a small restaurant in Hangzhou.

In fact, men and women in love want to stick together every day, and everything they do is full of sweetness, which is a state of love and full of water.

However, Django's business had not been completed yet, so he arrived at the conference hall on time the next day.

Zhang Shucheng is very busy, this is a live broadcast, and we have to coordinate the overall situation.

Django simply made a hairstyle in the dressing room and waited in the backstage with the military art students dancing.

Zhou Lingwei came with her, and now she will watch the live broadcast with her mobile phone.

"I remember the last time I watched the August 1st party, I was in elementary school."

"Same, every day, I am busy and tired, and I rarely turn on the TV when I get home."

"I heard that Django came."

"I just don't know which song I will sing."

"I feel that the three songs "Blue and White Porcelain", "Love You for 10,000 Years", and "Jin Song Golden Song" are not suitable for singing on this occasion. They are probably one of "My Motherland", "As I Want", and "The Lonely Brave".

“Is it possible that it will be a new song?”

...

In the barrage, many people came for Django.

This evening party consists of three chapters: "Sweet blood to protect the country", "Building China with passion" and "Shim with true feelings in the military and civilians". More than 1,500 professional literary and artistic workers from the army, amateur literary and artistic backbones and grassroots officers and soldiers from all over the world, as well as celebrities and artists from all over the world participated in the performance.

Django was arranged to be the penultimate appearance of the last chapter, commonly known as the "finale".

The waiting is long...

but,

Waiting is also a happy thing.

"Looking back a hundred years, the years have passed, so many people of kindness and ambition have sacrificed their heads and shed their blood, fighting bloody under the sound of the majestic war drums, and sacrificed their precious lives. History will not be forgotten, and the motherland will not be forgotten!"

Finally, it was Django's turn.

But it was not him who came on stage first, but a group of men and women in military uniforms.

They walked in a straight line, neatly and sang as they walked: "In the vast sea of ​​people, who am I, who am I, who am the rushing waves, who am I, in the army that conquered the universe, who is who silently contributed, and in the long river of glorious careers, who is who is always rushing."

It's that familiar operation, a new song!
Chapter completed!