The Female General Dominates All After Transmigration-Chapter 34: Song Contest Victory, Ling Steps In to Save the Day
Everyone here has been selected from each commune to participate in the county’s competition. Doesn’t every commune have a few good hands? Before belittling others, think about your own group’s feelings?!
Zheng Weimin hit a wall, gave an awkward laugh, and turned back to look at the fifteen people he brought. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he shouted loudly, "How about we have the Taiping Commune sing us a song?"
Song duels are a tradition in the military. During large gatherings and meetings, companies often engage in these to enliven the atmosphere.
The people from the Fujiao Commune immediately chimed in loudly, "Sing a song, sing a song!"
The shout was loud, but not quite in unison.
Seeing this situation, Xu Dong grinned, turned back to wave at his militia, and Zhang Wanxiang jumped out, stood at the front of the group, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "How about the Fujiao Commune sing us a song?"
"Okay!" Everyone responded in unison, their voices both unified and loud.
"Fujiao Commune——"
"Come on!"
"Fujiao Commune——"
"Come on!" Even members of other communes joined in the uproar, their shouts shaking the auditorium!
"Applause!"
Applause roared!
Almost all the militia representatives joined in applauding, the applause was enthusiastic, like a tidal wave!
Zheng Weimin, with his dozen or so people, couldn’t withstand the crowd from the whole county and was directly overwhelmed.
They had no choice but to stand up and give a rendition of "Nanniwan"!
After losing the song duel, the militias from the Fujiao Commune felt dejected, sang off-key, haphazardly, and barely managed to finish the song.
On stage, an officer poured hot water into a cup, and Xu Dong noticed that Zhang Hanchao had already arrived, standing on one side of the stage waiting.
Without needing an invitation, Xu Dong simply called out to his troops, loudly, "Comrades from the Fujiao Commune have sung, we cannot fall behind. Let’s sing a song too, shall we?"
"Okay!" The response was unexpectedly loud, joined not only by the Taiping Commune’s militias but also other communes.
Xu Dong signaled to Zhang Wanxiang, who nodded and started with a shout: "We are all sharpshooters... Start!"
"We are all sharpshooters, every bullet takes down an enemy; we are all an airborne unit, no matter how high the mountain or deep the water..." The militias of the Taiping Commune sang in unison.
After this song was strongly promoted by the first company commander, the second and third companies were not to be outdone, and they pushed it strongly too. Almost everyone had memorized the lyrics and could sing along smoothly. The chorus didn’t care about harmony or anything, it was all about being coordinated and loudly resonant.
As long as a military song is coordinated and loud enough, its momentum will emerge!
After a few lines, members from other communes who knew the song couldn’t help but join in, and the whole auditorium was filled with resounding song!
Chairman Jin took the stage, and the song still echoed below. Zhang Hanchao wanted to guide Chairman Jin up the stage, but he was stopped with a raised hand: "Wait until they’re done singing!"
When the song ended, most people were still immersed in the meaning of the lyrics, their emotions stirred, still somewhat wanting more!
Clap, clap, clap... The sound of applause brought everyone back to their senses. Then they saw Chairman Jin, along with team leader Zhang Hanchao and other leaders, slowly walk out from the side of the stage, smiling and applauding them.
Everyone who participated in the singing felt the applause was meant for them, excitedly joining in with their own applause, which was tidal. The leaders took their seats, and the applause had not yet stopped.
As today’s host, Zhang Hanchao had to rise with a smile and gesture for them to lower their applause, which finally fell silent.
The county militia spring competition mobilization meeting was not complicated, one could even say it was very concise, and after a few brief speeches by Chairman Jin and Zhang Hanchao, the various communes lined up and led their militias out of the commune courtyard, heading to the preselected training ground.
At 8:30 in the morning, the county-wide competition officially began.
Ling Chengyan signed up for shooting and bayonet events, and due to venue reasons, the three competition items were conducted sequentially, so even if registering for all three, there was no need to worry about conflicts between events.
The first event was throwing, followed by bayonet fighting, with shooting as the most participated and important event in the afternoon.
Ling Chengyan accompanied Li Huaihua to the bathroom, and not long after they returned, Li Huaihua quietly said she wanted to go again.
Ling Chengyan knew she was nervous, but didn’t point it out, instead patiently accompanying her to the back of the queue, prompting her to recall the key points of throwing and perform a few virtual practices.
Li Huaihua took a deep breath, forcing herself to recall each movement point – run-up, aim, throw!
After repeating several times, with her familiarity with the throwing action, her sense of nervousness gradually dissipated by more than half.
"The first group has started; you’re in the third group, we should go over and wait now," Ling Chengyan calmly reminded.
Ling Chengyan’s serene expression and tone had a calming effect, soothing, as Li Huaihua exhaled deeply, squeezed her fist, "Mm, let’s go!"
She whispered softly, and took the lead, walking boldly towards the competition field.
The two approached the competition field, and Xu Dong suddenly hurried towards them: "Ling Chengyan, I remember your throwing results are pretty good, right?"
Ling Chengyan was a bit stunned, but before she could answer, Li Huaihua interjected, "Comrade Commissar, Ling Chengyan’s throwing results are much better than mine, I..."
Xu Dong was a bit surprised to hear her say this, waved his hand, and said, "It’s not about you, Comrade Li Huaihua, your performance is good. Keep at it, strive for a good result."
Li Huaihua seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, blushing and daring not to look at Ling Chengyan, exclaimed, "I will complete the task."
Xu Dong nodded in response, turned back to Ling Chengyan again, "Just now, a thrower from the Sanhe Team twisted their ankle while familiarizing with the field and can’t participate in the competition. I wanted to ask you if adding another throwing event for you would be too much?"
"Which group?" Ling Chengyan asked.
Her bayonet fight was in the first competition group, if the throw was the last group, normally, participating in two events in a short time would still affect the performance of the latter event.
Of course, Ling Chengyan was confident and didn’t mind this little impact.
Upon hearing this, Xu Dong knew she agreed, he hurriedly said, "Second group."
Hearing this, Ling Chengyan, well, the first group competition was about to end, and soon the second group would be up... it was indeed quite urgent!
"Let’s go!" Ling Chengyan immediately headed towards the competition venue.
While Xu Dong ran to the event organization group to change the participant’s name.
Li Huaihua accompanied Ling Chengyan to the waiting area, whispered encouragement, "During training, your throwing results were already very good, no need to be nervous, you’ll definitely achieve good results."
Ling Chengyan looked back at her, smiling and raised her hand, holding it together with Li Huaihua’s, "Let’s do our best!"
"Let’s do our best!" Li Huaihua felt a bit embarrassed, her face a bit red, but she managed to shake off her previous nervousness.
Shortly after Ling Chengyan arrived, the first group completed their competition.
The participants were notified through a loudspeaker: "Second group for the throwing competition, to the field!"
Ling Chengyan stepped forward towards the field but didn’t know which position she was in.
The starter looked at the competitors entering the field and announced, "Get ready..."
