Marrying Leng Libing Wang and having four children, traveling back to the 70s

Chapter 665 A Heart-stirring Song

Deputy Leader Gu Yiyan exclaimed in emo, "Damn! Brother Lu, he really, really went on stage!"

It made it seem like Deputy Regiment Commander Gu Yiyan hadn't egged on Regiment Commander Lu Chenting, the "Living Yama," to go on stage.

"The commander... he... oh my goodness!"

Battalion Commander Shen Xiaoqi was stunned.

"Chenchen!!!"

"Old Gao, that kid Lu Chenting, hey! He's on stage."

"..."

Suddenly, the stage and the audience erupted in a cacophony of voices.

"cough--"

“Niannian, let me do it. Your throat is sore. Take the four of them down... Well, I'll sing that one. The audience is like this.”

The reason why Commander Lu Chenting, the "Living Yama," was able to go on stage was twofold: first, because his beloved wife had a sore throat and he felt sorry for her; second, because of his good son Dangdang, who was going through all this trouble, if he didn't go on stage, what difference would there be between him and a deserter?

And don't forget, Little Four just said one word—"Okay." Tsk, how could it not be?

Da Bao Tuan Tuan, who is usually very reserved with words, spoke up again, "Dad, I'll help you play the drums too."

Erbao Yuanyuan: "I want one too!"

Sanbao Manman: "Me too."

Little Dangdang: "I'll go too, Daddy, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Commander Lu Chenting, the Living Yama: "..." You brat, you dug this pit for yourself, and you're still here—

Su Nianxi: "Chenchen, keep it up..." What's the use of having you around, you troublesome kid?

……

Well, after Su Nianxi stepped down from the stage and took her seat, Lu Chenting, the leader of the "Living Yama" troupe, exchanged a knowing glance with his four children and nodded.

The four little ones' drumbeats rose again in perfect unison!

"Smoke signals rise as we gaze northward across the land—"

"The dragon rises, the horse neighs, and the sword's aura is like frost—"

My heart is as vast and boundless as the Yellow River—

"In the span of twenty years, who can rival me?"

Commander Lu Chenting, the "Living Yama" in his imposing and impeccably dressed military uniform, began to sing with a powerful voice that shook the mountains and rivers, accompanied by the drumbeats of his four sons.

With his cold and stern features, Commander Lu Chenting, a living devil who exudes an aloofness and ruthlessness, felt inexplicably not nervous at all with his four sons behind him.

Deputy Regiment Commander Gu Yiyan: "..." Damn it—

Battalion Commander Shen Xiaoqi: "!!!" Uh—

Commander Li: "..."

Political Commissar Gao: "!!!" (Thud!)

Deputy Head Qiao Zhihong: "!!!"

"..."

Yes, everyone in the audience and backstage suddenly jolted, filled with awe and respect, as if struck by lightning.

"Hate and lust drive me to unleash my longsword—"

"How many loyal souls of our brothers are buried in foreign lands—"

"I would gladly die a hundred times to serve my country—"

"Sighing with regret, speechless, tears welling in my eyes—"

Tall and imposing, with striking eyebrows and bright eyes, a man whose deep black eyes were brimming with masculine energy was indulging in his own revelry—singing a song of epic proportions, a song of power and majesty.

Well, at this moment, he didn't care about the solemn respect from the audience and those behind the stage; he didn't care that they were all captivated, their souls following his voice.

"Inviolability of authority—"

"The horse's hooves head south, while people gaze northward—"

"Looking north, one sees green grass turning yellow, dust billowing everywhere—"

"I am willing to defend our land and expand our territory—"

"A dignified China deserves congratulations from all corners of the world—"

Listening to such a magnificent and moving song, the olive-green-clad men couldn't help but smile, feeling their blood boiling, their hearts surging, and their minds opening up; no one uttered a sound, not a single one, they were all so engrossed in listening that they forgot everything else.

This effect was to be expected. The imposing and powerful voice of Commander Lu Chenting, the "Living Yama," filled the audience with masculine energy, making them feel invigorated.

Besides feeling broad-minded and full of energy, there was also a surge of exhilarating emotions—

"..."

"The horse's hooves head south, while people gaze northward—"

"Looking north, one sees green grass turning yellow, dust billowing everywhere—"

"I am willing to defend our land and expand our territory—"

"A dignified China deserves congratulations from all corners of the world—"

"..."

Lu Chenting, the "Living Yama," sang with the imposing presence of a thousand troops. His bold and passionate voice ignited the passion in every young man present. It can be said that his singing captivated everyone in the audience in an instant, especially the olive-green cadets.

Finally, with the four boys' wonderful drumming, the song "Serving the Country with Utmost Loyalty" from the future came to a steady end.

For a long, long time—

A thunderous applause erupted.

"Oh my god! I just felt like I was electrocuted, my whole body felt numb and my blood was boiling."

"When I heard that, I almost started a military boxing match."

"Commander Lu's singing is so good, every real man loves it!"

"That's amazing! That's amazing! I want to sing too!"

"Yes, I want to sing too. Just now, I was so moved by the song that my mind was on the battlefield."

"That's right, I heard that means wanting to pick up a gun and go to the battlefield immediately."

"..."

Below the stage, the olive-green uniforms, whether they were there for the competition or from the J111 unit, were filled with enthusiastic applause, each one shouting with emotion.

"Is this kid the same Lu Chenting, the living devil that the greenhorn soldier always talks about?"

"Are you sure he wasn't a performing arts soldier from a cultural troupe?"

In the audience, Commander Li Guangzong, whose hands were almost breaking from clapping, turned to the side in his excitement and shouted at Political Commissar Gao Songming, who was sitting next to him and clapping and cheering.

"hold head high--"

"Old Li, what did you say—"

Political Commissar Gao couldn't hear what Division Commander Li Guangzong was saying, nor did he have time to listen; he was too busy with his own excitement.

"Get the hell out of here—" Commander Li Guangzong said angrily, though he could also get excited by himself.

Deputy Head of the Troupe, Qiao Zhihong: "Your sister-in-law is amazing. She even taught Xiao Lu, who is such a blockhead, to sing so well."

Deputy Battalion Commander Xu Chunfei: "Deputy Regimental Commander Qiao, this trip was totally worth it, hahaha..."

Deputy Battalion Commander Feng Gang: "Yes, I can go back to the Jilin Province troops. As long as I'm in the army, I can brag every day. I even heard Regiment Commander Lu sing, and he sings so well!"

"And those four kids behind them! Tsk tsk tsk, the offspring of the Living Yama are truly something else."

"..."

The twenty-odd olive-green uniformed soldiers from the Jilin Provincial Army, their "family," were so excited that their iron palms might have swelled up from clapping.

Deputy Regiment Commander Gu Yiyan turned around and grabbed Battalion Commander Shen Xiaoqi's arm, "No, Shen Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, slap me, quick, slap me!"

"Yes, I'm sure—"

Interrupted from his excitement, Shen Xiaoqi flexed his right hand and asked in a serious tone.

Deputy Commander Gu Yiyan said, "Why are you so nagging—"

"Slap—" Battalion Commander Shen Xiaoqi, whose excitement was interrupted, slapped him hard across the face.

Deputy Regiment Commander Gu Yiyan, wincing in pain, yelled, "Why are you straining like that—"

"I clapped with this much force when I clapped for the commander just now, and I didn't hold back!"

Battalion Commander Shen Xiaoqi, that's the explanation.