From yearning to becoming a mascot in the entertainment industry

Chapter 452

"And next time, you will see a different me!"

After saying that, he handed the microphone back to He Jiong.

He bowed to him and Yun Mu.

He then bowed to the judges and the audience and left the stage dejectedly.

This time he did not go to the waiting hall, but chose to leave directly.

After he left.

Cui Jian looked at Yun Mu with curiosity.

"Can you show me the full version of the song this time?"

Yun Mu nodded.

"Naturally."

The accompaniment sounded again.

At this time, the video was lit up on the big screen at the same time.

The first scene is still the scene of the founding ceremony, and it is still the words spoken by the great man.

Then there are some videos from the Korean War.

Majestic and high-spirited, it crossed the Yalu River.

Next came the academicians, who used up every last bit of their energy and even their lives to make the motherland stronger.

This was followed by a video.

"This is 81192, this is 81192, I'm pilot Wang Wei, I can't return, please keep going!"

"81192, I'm the J-10, I'm here to take you home."

"81192, I'm a J-15 fighter jet. I'm here to escort you home."

"This is the J-16 fighter jet. The range issue has been resolved. Please return to base at 81192."

"81192, I'm a J-20 fighter jet, I'm here to take you home."

"81192, J-35A reports to you. We will escort you back home."

"Hello 81192, this is Liao, Lu, and Min. The deck has been cleared, the airspace has been cleared, and you may land. Please return immediately."

Those in the audience who knew about this incident were crying uncontrollably, and some were even roaring in anger.

"81192, please return!"

At this time, the song has come to an end.

The final stage of the video shows the martyrs' cemeteries one by one, and ends with the return of the remains.

The song is over.

Deng Ziqi wiped her tears, looked at Cui Jian, and complained in a choked voice.

"Teacher Cui Jian, why do you have to watch this video?!"

"My makeup is all smudged from crying."

Cui Jian also wiped away his tears.

"I didn't expect that Yun Mu could always come up with such a tear-jerking killer."

"Even at my age, I was made to cry so hard."

At this time, He Jiong came to the stage.

Looking at his red eyes, I knew that he must have cried again.

"I guess someone just now didn't know what the five numbers 81192 represent."

"Here, I hope everyone will forgive me for being long-winded and spreading this matter with everyone."

He Jiong took a deep breath.

"In 2001, a US reconnaissance plane invaded our airspace."

"Our air force soldiers, Wang Wei and Zhao Yu, have been ordered to defend our airspace."

"Right here in the South China Sea, right on China's doorstep, Wang Wei, bravely defending sovereignty, piloted China's most advanced fighter jet at the time, repeatedly approaching a US reconnaissance aircraft that had illegally intruded into our territorial waters. Video footage provided by the enemy later showed that the two aircraft came within just six meters of each other, and the pilot was visible to the naked eye."

"Zhao Yu, another pilot who was monitoring the enemy aircraft at the same time as Wang Wei, said that the tail of Wang Wei's plane was scraped apart by the enemy aircraft's propeller, like a piece of paper."

"And he also knew that he could never return."

"The words he said in the previous video also became his last voice in this world."

"This is 81192, this is 81192, I'm pilot Wang Wei, I can't return, please keep going!"

When He Jiong said the last sentence, his tears flowed uncontrollably again.

Everyone at the scene couldn't help but shed tears.

Especially those who are hearing about this for the first time.

Heroes, worth remembering!

He Jiong quickly adjusted his state.

"Next contestants, please compete according to your groups."

Yun Mu returned to the lounge.

But this time in the hall.

All the contestants looked gloomy, especially those who were scheduled to appear earlier.