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Chapter Fifty-ninth: Fame

Li Wenjun smiled: "Master, please wait for me."

He went in and took out two newly made walkie-talkies. He made some changes to the walkie-talkies, which made them look better and looked a bit like modern walkie-talkies.

Zhang Aihua had heard about Li Wenjun's walkie-talkies for a long time, but this was the first time he saw and touched it with his own eyes. He was surprised: "Is this the walkie-talkie you made?"

Li Wenjun said: "Yes. I can play and sing a piece of music, but master, you have to do me a favor."

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The program at the party was being performed when the person in charge suddenly came over and said to Wang Yongqing: "Comrade Zhang Aihua said that Comrade Li Wenjun is ready."

Wang Yongqing smiled coldly in his heart: Haha, what a new star in the stadium, the prodigal son comes back. When you come to my place, you must obey me obediently. You can come when I tell you. I will give you a show of strength today, and you will be obedient in the future.

Otherwise, there will be more embarrassment.

He looked happy and said: "Let Comrade Li Wenjun wait backstage and let him perform the last show."

If you don't let Li Wenjun stand for a while, how can he know how powerful he is?

After all the programs on the program list were performed, the host came up and said: "The maintenance workshop volunteered to perform a program for everyone."

Everyone was so sleepy that when they heard it, they all cursed in their hearts: I stopped performing earlier and came back after all the hard work.

Then the host added: "Now I invite Comrade Li Wenjun."

Everyone sat down again: Hey? Li Wenjun? Fresh! Let’s see what this kid is going to do? Is he going to play with a stick or perform a magic trick?

Then Zhang Aihua came up with a dark box.

Someone below whistled and booed: "Hey, didn't you say it was Li Wenjun performing? Why did he change his master?"

Zhang Aihua's cheeks were red and she was a little embarrassed. She walked up to the microphone and said, "Everyone, please be patient. Comrade Li Wenjun said that we should use high technology to perform for everyone."

He held up the walkie-talkie: "Some comrades may know this. It was the walkie-talkie invented by Comrade Li Wenjun. Today he will use this to perform for everyone."

Wang Yongqing and Zhou Liguo couldn't sit still after hearing this.

The city leaders were still present. That day, they personally told the city leaders that this was what they had developed.

Wang Yongqing hurriedly explained to the city leaders: "This Li Wenjun is a member of our research and development team."

The city leader smiled and said, "You have led well." In fact, he already knew what was going on.

The walkie-talkie in the hands of the man on the stage was obviously much more advanced than the one used by Zhou Liguo. If Li Wenjun was just a team member, how could he use the latest one?

The leaders of other mining areas exchanged thoughtful looks with each other.

Then Zhang Aihua pressed the button and said: "Wen Jun, you can start."

Li Wenjun's voice came from inside: "Good evening, leaders and comrades. I was injured on the court and couldn't go on stage, so I had to perform for everyone from a distance. I hope everyone likes this song, it's called "Father".

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After the refreshing prelude, Li Wenjun's slightly deep but pleasant voice sounded.

"Always asking for things from you, but never saying thank you."

"It wasn't until I grew up that I realized that it's not easy for you. You always pretend to be relaxed every time you leave..."

The whole place fell silent immediately, and the huge auditorium with thousands of people echoed with the song that they had never heard before, but it penetrated the depths of their souls.

The sound quality is so clear that even the croaking frogs and the calls of unknown night birds are clear.

All the sounds of nature seem to be accompaniment to this song, harmonious and natural.

Let everyone feel as if they were lying in the fields of childhood, listening to someone humming softly in their ears: "Slow down time, don't let you grow old anymore, I am willing to use everything I have to exchange for your longevity."

Some people started sobbing and some covered their faces.

Some people felt that their faces were wet, and then they realized that they were crying.

"The child you care about has grown up..."

Until the intercom inside rang with applause and cheers.

Everyone in the auditorium stood up and applauded as if they were just waking up from a dream.

Someone wiped away tears and said, "I want to talk to my dad tonight."

Someone whispered: "Oh my god, Master Jun is so good at singing. This is so nice."

"Why haven't I heard this song before? Was it written by the young master himself?"

"Young Master Jun is so talented."

"Oh, isn't it? Young Master Jun is already very talented. If it hadn't been for that incident, he would have gone to college by now, and he would have been buried in this ravine. It's such a pity."

"That's right, it's such a pity."

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Wang Xiaolan did not stand up, as if she was still in a dream.

Was she wrong to leave him trapped here?

She has known since she was a child that Li Wenjun is different from the small fish and shrimps rolling around in small ponds around her. He is going to show off his majestic Kunpeng in the rivers and in the sky.

Only she saw how unusual he was!

But Li Wenjun didn't cherish her, otherwise he wouldn't be where he is today.

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The people from the county cultural troupe looked unconvinced and asked the person in charge of the party: "Is there anyone here who has this talent? Why didn't we know? Isn't this what you played on the radio?"

The person in charge said proudly: "When did you hear this song played on the radio? This is Comrade Li Wenjun's voice. Didn't you hear the frogs croaking? It was just sung in front of his house. What does this mean? We are here.

There are always hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are many powerful people among the educated youth."

The people from the county art troupe nodded in surprise: "That's really amazing. It's not that his skills are extraordinary, but that he has sincere emotions, good voice quality, and a wide range. It's really a blessing from God. It's a pity that he didn't come today.

, otherwise I must see with my own eyes what kind of person he is."

"I'm afraid you will be even more surprised when I see him. He is so handsome."

"Please give me the phone number of his work unit. I will look for him later."

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The city leader turned to Wang Yongqing and said: "It seems that Li Wenjun is not only good at making walkie-talkies, he is really a talent. Mine Manager Wang, you must make good use of it."

This sentence is obviously a compliment, but in fact it is a slap on the face of Wang Yongqing, not to bury his talents.

How could Wang Yongqing not hear it? He said awkwardly: "Yes, the leader is right, we must make good use of it."

This program was turned into a product launch conference by Li Wenjun. If Li Wenjun had requested the performance, he could have given Li Wenjun a personal heroism hat, but it was he who asked Li Wenjun to perform, which really shot himself in the foot.

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After Zhang Aihua left just now, Li Wenjun took the guitar and tuned it, and then asked Gu Zhanyan to hold the walkie-talkie for him.

The neighbors who had not gone to watch the gala saw that Li Wenjun was going to sing, so they all moved a bench and gathered around to watch the fun.

Zhang Aihua's voice sounded on the intercom, and Li Wenjun made a silent gesture to the people around him.

Everyone immediately became quiet.

Then Gu Zhanyan pressed the button, and Li Wenjun started playing and singing.

This place is only one kilometer away from the auditorium. He is very confident in the call quality.

Under the moonlight, the breeze lifted up his white short-sleeved shirt and brushed the corner of his mouth with a slight smile.

This man who expresses his true feelings through music is more touching than ever.

When he finished playing the song, he found that everyone around him was crying.

"Okay, one more."

"Young Master, here comes another one."

The people around him applauded vigorously.

Thunderous applause also came from the intercom.

Zhang Aihua was so excited that his voice was trembling: "Wen Jun, did you hear that? Everyone is applauding. You have become famous all over the world tonight."


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