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Part 5 The Tomb of the Yellow Skin Chapter 12 The Left Banner of Karen at Night (II)


But I never back down, let alone in front of Ding Sitian.

After thinking for a moment, I started to think twice.

I winked at the fat man.

The fat man immediately understood, stretched out his hands and pressed down, making a quiet gesture.

He said to everyone: "Everyone, be quiet.

Let's ask Comrade Lenin to say a few words to everyone."

The educated youth immediately knew what kind of trick we were going to play.

In that era of cultural depletion, there were only eight model plays that were played upside down.

Ordinary people did not have any extra cultural and entertainment activities.

But no matter what time, young people always have their own method, one of the most popular entertainments at the time was to imitate movies The speeches of great people in China are an artistic reprocessing of existing classics.

It is also very difficult to imitate.

Not everyone can learn it.

Once someone learns something similar and pretends to be somewhat similar, it is incomparable to ordinary people.

If you have leadership qualities and are unique, those who imitate them will become idols in the eyes of everyone.

I secretly watched many internal reference movies in the military zone.

I thought about which one I should imitate.

Vietnamese movies and Korean movies about gays and brothers are not suitable.

They are more tragic and serious but not dramatic enough.

There are no classic dialogues.

It is difficult to influence the audience through performances.

The mental impact is not the same as in China, everyone is too We were familiar with it, but it lacked the performance difficulty.

After thinking about it for a while, Fatty and I started to have a problem with it, so we picked up some wool from the grass and stuck it on our upper lips as a fake beard.

We spit some saliva into the palm of our hand and touched it As for their hair, both of them had their hair combed back into a slicked back style, trying to make their foreheads stand out as much as possible.

The two of us stood face to face in front of the bright fire.

The educated youths sitting next to us and watching all wondered: "It's true, aren't these Lenin and Stalin?"

They understood what the fat man and I were going to perform, and then they laughed and laughed.

Watching every move we both make.

When I saw that it was not working, the atmosphere was not right, so I quickly turned around and said to the educated youth: "Everyone, please be serious and stop being so playful.

Our performance is to show the solemn atmosphere before the revolutionary storm is about to come.

Everyone must cooperate."

Otherwise, we won’t be able to get off the stage if the performance is ruined.”

Then the fat man and I stood motionless, freezing a moment in history of a great man like a sculpture in October Square.

In fact, the key at this time was not to have fun, otherwise we would not be able to scare the audience.

Ding Sitian took out the harmonica and the rhythm was slow.

The heavy music started playing, and with the active cooperation of her accompaniment, the surroundings finally quieted down, and the educated youth fell into silence.

They began to move from the excitement of singing and dancing to the heaviness of a historical chapter.

Time seemed to have returned to the eve of the conquest of the Winter Palace. .

I knew it was time, so I slowly scanned the crowd, then stared at the fat man, and asked melancholy: "Comrade Joseph, are you ready to attack the Winter Palace?"

As soon as this classic line came out, I They all felt that they had become Comrade Lenin in the movie, and the audience below seemed to have become the workers looking up to Lenin in the movie.

The fat man puffed out his belly and showed off his amiable yet majestic, humble yet authoritative appearance as the second chief, and said to me: "Dear Vladimirovich, Nikolai's gate will be opened early tomorrow morning. , opened by the heroic and fearless working class, for which we did not hesitate to pay the price of blood.”

I clenched my fists and said with indignation and hatred: "Exploitation, oppression, domination, slavery, assassination, violence, hunger, and poverty have worked together to devour us.

For thousands of years, the blood of the working class has flowed into the sea.

How can we Haven’t you shed enough blood yet?”

This paragraph requires speaking quickly and articulating accurately.

Every word must be fired like a cannonball to arouse the emotions of the audience.

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Young people in the context of the era have similar world views and values.

The educated youth think of themselves.

His fate was indeed affected, and everyone was moved.

It was time to bring the atmosphere to a climax: "If this final victory still requires bloodshed, then let Nicholas's blood flood the Winter Palace.

I took the opportunity to raise my right hand and made a stop gesture.

After a moment's pause, Then he shook his fist down and said forcefully: "Because death does not belong to the working class."

The fat man standing next to me was waiting for me to say the last line.

He immediately raised his fist and took the lead in shouting: "Yes, death does not belong to the working class."

The surrounding educated youths followed the fat man in shouting that death does not belong to the working class, and then Everyone applauded enthusiastically and unanimously asked Comrade Lenin not to leave until another one came.

A flawless performance, with impeccable control of size and fire, and the audience's excellent cooperation.

I have imitated Lenin's speech more than once.

Maybe I will have the opportunity to play this game in the future, but I know very well that no matter it is The atmosphere or emotion will never reach the level of this time again.

The Klinzuo Banner grassland dinner at night is unforgettable.

When I took off my fake beard and went back to sit down, Ding Sitian said to me in surprise: "Bayi, you are great.

I didn't expect you to have such ability.

I really thought you were Comrade Lenin just now.

Your performance was so real."

"It's so similar."

I was so proud when I heard her say this. , but I still had to maintain my usual modesty.

It was popular in that era to be reserved, so I waved my hand and said a little embarrassedly: "Nothing, what is this?

There are strange peaks on the river, hidden in the clouds and mist.

I can't see them." , occasionally exposed."

The fat man was very envious of the praise I received from the educated youth.

He quickly said to Ding Sitian: "I just acted for Lao Hu, and I didn't even have time to show my own style.

Otherwise, if I were to Duan Li Yuhe alone, I would let you guys See my prowess."

Under the active encouragement of the fat man, the educated youths started the second round of performances.

Half of the night passed like this.

On this occasion, even people who have no ability to drink will drink a few bowls.

Everyone will get drunk if they are not drunk.

In the end, I drank so much that I didn’t know.

When did we disperse, and who carried me into the yurt.

There was a long windy night, and I slept in a hazy state.

When I woke up, I had a splitting headache and a lot of runny nose.

It seemed that my cold was not cured yet.

I looked around sleepily.

It turned out that I and the fat man were still there. , including the "chief" Lao Ni, were all placed in the same In the yurt, I didn’t have time to take off my clothes and shoes.

I saw the fat man with one leg on Lao Ni’s belly and snoring.

Lao Ni kept talking nonsense.

The two of them were still awake.

There was no other person in the ger.

I guess The rest of the herdsmen and educated youth probably went back overnight.

I lost the concept of time and didn’t know what time it was.

I had a severe headache.

I wanted to lie down and take a nap again, but before I could close my eyes, I noticed that something was wrong outside the yurt.

It was like thunder.

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Zadi, this piece of land The muffled thunder came like a tide from the east towards the yurt where we were sleeping.

Just when I was wondering what happened outside, I saw Ding Sitian rushing in from outside and shouted to me anxiously: "Run out quickly." , the herds of cattle exploded":