At 8 pm, CCTV's Spring Festival Gala drama started on time.

After a colorful animation, the colorful CCTV No. 1 studio appeared in front of the screens of thousands of households.

After a festive and lively opening song and dance "Jade Rabbit Welcomes the Spring", Zhao Zhongxiang, Ni Ping, Zhou Tao and Zhu Jun came to the center of the stage in festive costumes.

"Happy New Year with the audience on site and on the TV station!"

"What you are watching now is the 1999 Spring Festival Gala that is being broadcast live in the simultaneous broadcast of CCTV comprehensive channel, Chinese international channel, English international channel, Spanish international channel, French international channel and Central People's Radio."

"New Year's Eve every year, and New Year's Eve is another traditional festival. The Spring Festival is a unique traditional festival for us Chinese. I believe that whether it is the audience in the audience or the audience in front of the TV, the mood must be particularly happy at this moment."

"Yes, the Spring Festival is not only a common festival for all of us Chinese, but also many foreigners are now beginning to have a unique relationship with our Spring Festival. Next, let us enjoy the crosstalk "Happiness and Happy" together."

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At Lu Wei's family, the whole family was happily watching TV while wrapping dumplings. Uncle Sheng from the opposite door came to visit.

"Did Dawei come out?"

"No, it's quite interesting to see this sketch." My dad was watching the sketch "The Veterans Come Out" and said with a smile.

"Your TV is so big, it's not that exciting to watch when you get close to it." Uncle Sheng said as he moved back and continued, "Dawei will come back tonight?"

"Anyway, he said he's back," Lu Wei's mother said while wrapping dumplings.

After a while, Lu Wei's second father also came over. Today, he rarely changed into a new dress. When he entered the door, he asked, "Yes, is there Da Wei?", while watching the TV.

"It's not out yet. Alas, there are two or three programs left." Lu Wei's father suddenly pointed to the TV screen and said loudly.

"Where is it written?" Lu Wei's mother asked hurriedly.

"Where isn't the scrolling subtitles under the TV being played right? You will see it later. Look, the third one is." said Lu Wei's father.

"Ah, really, hurry up and get ready to look good." Lu Wei's mother said nervously.

In the studio No. 1, 40 minutes have passed since the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala.

Lu Wei and Zhu Hai were ready and sat in the chair in the lounge where they were waiting.

"Lu Wei, how about it?" Zhu Hai asked.

"Fortunately, I'm a little nervous. After all, it's the first time I've been to such a big party." Lu Wei said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. After going up, don't think about anything. Just think about singing. As long as you sing, you won't be nervous. I've seen that you are a performer." Zhu Hai said. In fact, she was a little nervous. Although her performance experience is richer than Lu Wei, it was also the first time she was on the Spring Festival Gala. At this time, she could not show any tension, so she had to use chatting with Lu Wei to relieve her mood.

Lu Wei took a deep breath, and the heart of nature controlled the tension in his heart well. Looking at the dazzling lights on the stage more than ten meters away, Lu Wei felt a hint of expectation in his heart.

A distant trumpet sounded like a wisp of morning glow piercing the eastern sky.

The stage is full of lighting, and the entire stage is covered with a layer of dark blue color like sea water.

On the three huge TV walls behind, there were scenes of floods raging.

Zhu Jun in a black dress and Zhou Tao in a red evening dress came to the side of the stage and raised the microphone affectionately:

"1998 was an extraordinary year in the history of the Republic! In the summer of this year, the Yangtze River broke out in the entire basin that was rare in a century!"

"At this critical moment, with the order of the CPC Central Committee and the State Council, millions of soldiers immediately rushed to the front line of flood control and rescue disasters."

"Over countless days and nights, millions of soldiers and civilians wrote a heroic poem about flood fighting with their tenacious fighting spirit!"

"The country is prospering with difficulties. In the face of floods, the hardworking and brave Chinese people fully demonstrated the great spirit of support from all sides. In the face of floods, the Chinese people showed the unyielding backbone of the Chinese nation to the world!"

"In 1998, let us remember this great flood together, remember those vivid faces in the wind, rain, and waves, so that they will always be touched in our hearts that cannot be erased!"

The prelude to "For Who" sounded, and on the stage, the largely undulating blue silk cloth created a surging effect against the light. A team of dancers wearing orange life jackets carried bags of "stones" from one side, and fought desperately against the flood.

Lu Wei, wearing a black stand-up collar suit, stepped slowly onto the stage with Zhu Hai in a bright red evening outfit.

"The mud wrapped around the legs of the pants, and the sweat soaked the back of the clothes."

"I don't know who you are? But I know who you are for."

...

Lu Weiqing held Zhu Hai with a hint of calmness and firmness in his eyes.

The atmosphere at the party instantly inspired Lu Wei's singing mood. The sentence "I don't know who you are for, but I know who you are for." seemed to be a greeting from the bottom of my heart, which instantly touched every listener.

As soon as the words "for whom" ended, Lu Wei and Zhu Hai looked at each other tacitly.

Somehow, Zhu Hai felt that there seemed to be such deep emotions in Lu Wei's clear eyes, and he instantly understood the content of the look, and his heart also became hot. The tension in his heart instantly disappeared like a thin cloud blown by the breeze.

"For whom, for the harvest of autumn, and for the return of the geese for spring." Zu Hai's voice flew out from the bottom of his heart with deep feelings for his soldiers. Even she herself felt that this sentence was so comfortable. For the first time, Zhu Hai was deeply moved by his singing.

The two people who entered the state completely forgot that they were performing, forgot the audience, forgot everything around them, just sang it, moved, every sentence and every word seemed to have the most sincere emotions in their hearts, and a touching touch that shocked the soul!

On the big screen behind the stage, in front of the flood, rows of photos slowly rolled over. Each photo was filled with a young face in military uniform. Looking at these vivid but now dead faces, Lu Wei could no longer suppress his inner excitement, singing as if he was shouting from the bottom of his heart:

"Who are you? For whom? When will you come back, my comrade-in-arms!" With this affectionate call, two lines of hot tears burst out from Lu Wei's face.

"Who are you? For whom? My brothers and sisters don't cry!" Zu Hai finished singing and burst into tears.

The large screens on both sides of the stage cut back to the scene of the stage. The affectionate singing of the two people had already deeply touched the audience below. Many people were already filled with tears. Now they saw the two singers on the stage singing smilingly, and tears were flowing on their faces. At this moment, people could no longer suppress the touch from the heart, and let the long-lost tears flow on their faces.

The mother of a flood-fighting martyr was so excited that she could not bear to herself when she heard this moving singing. Her old hands covered her cheeks, and she lost her voice and felt pain, and tears kept pouring out from her fingers.

In a seat in front of the audience, Jin Tielin, a professor at the Chinese Conservatory of Music, looked at himself as a student and was also deeply moved. He nodded while wiping the corners of his eyes and said to himself: "This male singer is good, which has also inspired Xiaohai's emotions. He is a good seedling!"

"Who is the most beautiful? Who is the most tired? My fellow villagers, my comrades-in-arms, my brothers and sisters!" Lu Wei and Zhu Hai looked at each other and sang, with tears on their eyes, but smiles on their faces. This moment moved everyone present and in front of the TV.
Chapter completed!