Compared with watching the review of great men, Hong Yanwu was actually less interested in the military parade that officially started.
Because to be honest, don't say that he has already seen it once.
And in terms of its ornamental value, the more recent the military parade is, the more ornamental it is.
For example, in this year's 35th anniversary military parade, although Xiaoqing was better than Daqing.
Various military services, military academies, female health corpsmen, armed police, and male and female militiamen formed 18 foot formations, 24 mechanized formations, and an air echelon composed of ninety-four War Eagles.
It can be said that the lineup is strong, mighty and majestic, and the technological content is unprecedentedly high.
It fully demonstrates the new level of revolutionization, modernization and regularization of our country's military after the reform and opening up.
But there is still a gap between this military parade and our 50th and 60th anniversary celebrations in the future.
Because it must be said that our country's military construction has advanced by leaps and bounds along with the development of national strength.
Unprecedented does not mean unprecedented, there is no best, only better.
So there is something else about this military parade that makes Hong Yanwu have strong expectations.
That is to say, he was waiting for the scene where the capital university student parade unfurled the banner "Hello Xiaoping" in front of the Tiananmen viewing platform.
What's interesting is that the rest of the Hong family and the Su family brothers and sisters are also very interested in the capital college student phalanx.
Not for anything else, but because Hong Yanru is among them.
So when the broadcast camera really started to focus on the college student formation composed of students from universities in the capital.
In front of the TV in the Hong family, everyone, men, women, old and young, was in high spirits. They all stared at the screen carefully, fearing that Hong Yanru would miss it.
The old man Hong Lucheng asked first.
"Hey, Xiaoru, this kid, what color was he wearing when he left home today?"
Who doesn’t know it clearly? Even a mother should know it.
Wang Yunlin answered immediately.
"Light white denim, the one that the third brother gave me newly..."
Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, the boss, Hong Yanzheng, habitually scolded Hong Yanwu.
"Oh, Third Brother, you said you were hey. You really haven't accomplished enough."
Of course Hong Yanwu was confused and screamed.
"Brother, what's wrong with me? You're so clueless..."
Unexpectedly, Hong Yan really had a point in trying to slap him on the thigh.
"How do you think you can pull it off? The color of Xiaoru's clothes is too plain. As soon as she enters the crowd, she gets soaked in. Where can I find it? You should get a red one. It's so eye-catching. Red is popular this year.
, girls all wear red. Even I know that. You are always the one who makes clothes, don’t you know that?"
Everyone laughed when they heard it.
However, my sister-in-law Xu Manli was more objective and rushed to overturn Hong Yanwu's case.
"Okay, okay, stop complaining. The popular red is red skirts. Where can you find popular red jeans? As for Xiao Wu, I prove that they got several pairs for Xiao Ru. But look at these
What month is it and who is still wearing a skirt?”
Now Hong Yanwu was justified.
"Yes, my sister-in-law's words are fair. In fact, let me tell you, none of you want to see Xiaoru. It's just a waste of effort. Not to mention the red one, Xiaoru is dressed in gold and glitter. You can't see her either.
It would be crazy to be able to see them. How many people are there in Tiananmen?"
These words hit the nail on the head, it is really a bowl of powerful laxative powder.
As soon as everyone thought about it, they lost interest in staring at the TV and recognizing people.
But Hong Yanzheng was the only one who didn't want Hong Yanwu to be complacent and resorted to making strong arguments.
"Nonsense. I can recognize him. I have good eyesight."
Hong Yanwu curled his lips and revealed the embarrassing story of his eldest brother.
"Yes, yes, brother, you have good eyesight, absolutely. Otherwise, how could you regard the 'feeling at home' that Mr. Shan wrote in the flower hall of our old house as a 'women's treasure'..."
Good guys, just these two brothers teasing Menzi, it's really like talking about cross talk.
It made everyone in the room happy.
At this time, on the TV screen, the college student parade just walked to the auditorium.
Suddenly, several people in the square team worked together and raised a banner with the four characters "Hello Xiaoping" written on it.
Needless to say, this shocking scene will naturally shock everyone except Hong Yanwu, who had expected it.
Because the banner was too simple, it could even be said to be crude.
The four characters were pasted on a long piece of cloth, held up by bamboo poles at both ends, and held high by a group of college students.
Based on this, it is obviously not a pre-arranged action.
But having said that, the more spontaneous and unplanned the action is, the more natural and sincere it is to express a certain passionate emotion.
Therefore, everyone in the room couldn't help but express their surprise.
"Ouch, this is so daring. Whose idea was this?"
"It's from Beijing University. Is that a student of Beijing University?"
"Don't tell me, these few strokes of calligraphy are just okay..."
But what everyone didn't expect was that Su Jin's joyful reminder rang out among the murmurings.
"Look, look, Xiaoru, Xiaoru, right behind that banner, holding colorful flowers..."
Everyone, take a closer look... isn't it?
I saw a row of college students walking behind the banner, all holding colorful flowers and dancing.
The most beautiful girl in the middle is Xiaoru.
Wearing light white denim clothes, her ponytail flutters, and she looks energetic.
When the camera disappeared, everyone began to praise Su Jin.
"Okay, Daqing really has good eyesight..."
"Su Jin, you can do it. No wonder you are so good at threading the needle. If you want to switch to shooting practice, you are Xu Haifeng..."
"It's just that none of us noticed it and just looked at the banner. How come you were the only one who noticed it?"
"Hey, thank you for keeping staring and not moving your eyes. Otherwise, we would all have missed it..."
You know, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
No one expected it, just a few casual words.
It actually made Su Jin blush, as if he were a cooked crab shell.
The reaction was quite abrupt, and he stuttered and defended himself.
"No...no...no no...I'm just like you...same...".
His clumsy tongue and pale face made everyone stunned, and no one understood what he was retorting.
Even Su Xiu was particularly surprised and asked him in surprise.
"Brother, what are you doing? What did everyone say? Look at you, why are you in such a hurry?"
Su Jin finally calmed down and grinned awkwardly.
I need to explain it, but I don’t know where to start.
Fortunately, at this moment, the TV set helped him out in time.
Dare to broadcast the camera, it turned to the viewing platform of Tiananmen Square again.
It just so happened that a certain leader turned around and said something to the "great man" and pointed his finger at the parade.
For a moment, several leaders on the Tiananmen Gate seemed to have seen the banner at the same time and laughed heartily.
And the most conspicuous thing is that the "great man" also has a smile on his face.
Now, the students who passed by the viewing platform were even more happy!
I couldn't help but wave to the rostrum, cheer and jump for joy.
Hong Yanru also appeared in the camera again waving colorful flowers.
I wonder if it was because of his youthful and beautiful image that the TV station even gave him a close-up close-up that lasted three to four seconds.
Good guy, if this happens, don't say that everyone is excited.
Even Su Jin focused all his attention on the TV screen, focusing deeply on that beautiful, innocent, and happy face.
Of course, no one will mention what happened just now.
Everyone was like a passing cloud, forgetting everything in a blink of an eye.
On this day, after the military parade, the colorful balloons floating over from Tiananmen were seen by almost everyone in Nancheng.
The balloons that filled the sky were fluttering leisurely and drifted from the direction of Tiananmen Square with the help of the wind, reflecting the sky in colorful colors for a while.
The children were jumping and shouting and laughing.
The adults also said that they had never seen such a scene in their whole lives.
But Su Jin had more unspeakable melancholy in her heart than others, and a secret that was barely covered by luck.
This is just like what he once said to his father, "Don't vomit your heart when you cherish it, and teach the peaches and plums to make spring breeze."
It was just like the frivolous lyrics he often heard from Hong Yanwu recently.
"Xiaxia Xiaxia quietly passed by and left behind a little secret. I can't tell you from the bottom of my heart..."