Bai Xue's face was blue and white, but it was dark, and the firelight reflected it, plus the red blood on her face, made it look inconspicuous.

Su Junlin felt that his little wife's proposal was too indecent, so he reached out and touched her legs and feet.

"Comrade Bai Xue, sit down after singing, just when the mutton is roasted, you can taste the craftsmanship of Liao Cook, he learned the tricks from the old Tibetans." Bai Xue sat down in a daze.

Considering Lu Jiang's future crisis, Feng Qingxue took care of Su Junlin's face very much, after all, Bai Xue made such a suggestion to embarrass Su Junlin, and Su Junlin's face would definitely not be able to get down, so she smiled and said to the commander: "Comrade commander, although I am not a literary and artistic soldier of the art troupe, I have a heart that loves the motherland and cares for the border soldiers." Since Comrade Bai Xue proposed so, it seems a little reluctant if I don't sing. Now I beg Comrade Commander to allow me to sing for everyone's pleasure. The commander stroked his palm and smiled,

"Okay, okay, I'll give it!" Decades later, young people with a little bit of conditions have been Maiba, who can't sing a few classic old songs?

The children of the scholarly family have been more or less influenced by classical music, and they can sing the operas that the elders like, and after living with Aunt Xu, they also got some guidance from Aunt Xu on music.

In this regard, the wind and light snow are people with skills. Although the foundation is not deep, it is enough to deal with the present.

Because her identity is a military wife, Feng Qingxue once carefully checked the information in the space, picked out the red songs that matched the era one by one according to the year, and copied a large book, so as not to accidentally hum a tune that has not yet appeared.

"The red glow flies in the western mountains at sunset, the soldiers shoot targets and return the camp, and return the camp to the ......" The beautiful and clear song of the wind and snow floated in the sky, and the people who heard it were stunned.

This voice is also a leader in the art troupe. Lu Jiang was proud, but he remembered Bai Xue's provocation to his wife in his heart.

“…… The red flowers on the chest reflect the colorful glow, and the happy singing is flying all over the sky...... "Feng Qingxue covered his heart with his hands, and his bright eyes flashed with resolute brilliance,

“…… Praise us for singing well, praise us for the first number of marksmanship......" haunted everyone's hearts and could not be forgotten for a long time.

"Good!"

"Good, good!" Compared with Bai Xue's reaction after singing, there were many applause and applause, one after another, one after another.

Su Junlin's face was also better than before, and he applauded repeatedly.

"It's ugly!" Feng Qingxue smiled.

"No, no, it's definitely not ugly, it's just beyond everyone's expectations! Comrade Light Snow. After Ye Zhengjun finished speaking, he turned his head and asked Lu Jiangdao: "This song has been sung for a few years, you taught Comrade Qingxue, right?" I can't see it, Lu Jiang, you actually have such a hand. If you can teach such a good student, why don't you open your voice when everyone sings? Feng Qingxue hurriedly said: "It wasn't him who taught me, our Lu Jiang shouted slogans with a very high voice, sing, don't be embarrassed for him, Commander Ye, this song, I heard Brother Anbang sing it a few times, and I learned it." Zhao Anbang has a very good voice, and he misses his military career very much, often taking Xibao around to spread joy, humming military songs non-stop, and the children in the family have learned from him.

This song has the most chance of appearing, otherwise Feng Qingxue will not choose this song, after all, you have to arrange a learning channel for the song you sing.