Red Moscow

The ball started at seven o'clock in the evening. Although there were only 47 male soldiers participating in the ball, including Sokov and Belkin, those male soldiers who were not qualified to participate in the ball gathered around to watch the excitement. Even the soldiers on the high ground, except those who were on duty, stood in the trenches, looking at the foot of the mountain.

With the lighting of the bonfire, the official start of the dance is announced. After some careful dressing, Liuba walked to the center of the venue and said loudly: "Girls, boys, and comrades, our dance party is now beginning. First of all, Katya, the leader of the row, will recite a song "Waiting for you." Me"!"

As soon as her words fell, there was a round of warm applause on the field. Amid the applause, Katya walked to the center of the arena, and with her sweet voice, she recited Simonov's "Wait for Me" to the commanders present: "Wait for me──I will be back. Just ask You waited bitterly, until the gloomy rain aroused your sorrow, waited for the heavy snow to fly, waited for the scorching heat, waited for others to no longer look forward to their loved ones, and all the past was thrown away . . . ”

Katya's poem recitation made everyone listen with gusto, but Sukov was on pins and needles. He looked at the three bonfires in the center of the field and thought to himself: "Although there is a high ground, the Germans in the distance can only see the reflection of the bonfires and cannot use artillery to bombard them, but what if they send out night bombers?"

Thinking of this, Sokov raised his head, looked at the moon-star-sparse night sky, and continued to think: "For night bombers, these three bonfires are such good targets. As long as they aim at the bonfires and drop bombs, they can let them participate in the dance party." The people were wiped out."

Just as Sokov was thinking wildly, Katya's poem recitation had ended, and the audience cheered repeatedly. Even though the number of male soldiers was smaller than that of female soldiers, their shouts still overwhelmed the female soldiers.

The next performer was Lida, the leader of the third row. She sang the well-known "Small Road" for the soldiers. With the accompaniment of the accordion, she just sang the first sentence, and the singing voice like the sound of nature attracted everyone. Regardless of male or female soldiers, everyone was fascinated by it.

After Lida finished singing, she bowed to the surroundings amidst warm applause, and was about to leave the stage. At this moment, someone yelled loudly: "Our 'Nightingale', sing one more!"

nightingale? ! Sokov was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that the nightingale is a rare bird that sings at night. It is quite appropriate to compare Lida, who has a charming singing voice, to a "nightingale". Thinking of this, he put his hands around his mouth, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and shouted: "Nightingale, come one more! Nightingale, come one more!"

When the male soldiers heard the battalion commander shouting first, they also shouted at the same time: "Nightingale, come one more!"

First the male soldiers shouted, and after shouting for a while, the female soldiers also shouted; then, the soldiers watching the excitement outside also shouted, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

Seeing this situation, Lida knew that if she didn't sing another song, everyone would not agree to her exit. She walked up to the female soldier playing the accordion, leaned close to her ear and whispered something. The female soldier nodded and began to play the accordion. The soldiers who were booing saw the female soldier playing the accordion and knew that Lida was about to sing, so they fell silent.

Sokov heard the melody played by the accordion clearly, and knew that the song Lida was about to sing was "Light". Sure enough, after a while, Lida sang the lyrics he was familiar with: "A young girl sent soldiers to fight , they said goodbye in front of the steps in the dark. Through the faint mist, the young man saw that there was still a light shining in front of the girl's window, and the glorious big family on the front line welcomed the young man..."

After Lida left the arena, a few male soldiers volunteered to perform Ukrainian Gopak dance for everyone. Watching them squatting on the ground and kicking their legs, and sometimes circling rapidly, the female soldiers on the field were very excited. screamed.

After the dance performed by the male soldiers was over, Liuba came to the center of the venue again and said with a smile: "Comrades, let's ask the battalion commander, Captain Sokov, to sing a song. Welcome!"

As soon as Liuba finished speaking, the soldiers applauded. Although everyone is under the leadership of Sokov, no one has never heard the battalion commander sing. Now such a good opportunity, everyone will naturally not miss this opportunity to feast their ears.

Liuba waited until the field was quiet again, walked up to Sokov, looked down at him and said, "Comrade battalion commander, please!"

When Sokov was about to get up, Belkin asked with some concern: "Comrade battalion commander, can you do it?"

"Don't worry, Comrade Deputy Battalion Commander, just look at me." Confident Sokov stood up, walked quickly to the female soldier playing the accordion, and asked her with a smile: "Comrade soldier, can you hold your accordion?" Can you lend it to me?"

The female soldier did not expect that Sokov would ask her to borrow the accordion, and she was at a loss for a while. Fortunately, Sveta next to her rescued her in time: "Give the accordion to Comrade Battalion Commander."

After thanking the female soldier, Sokov took the accordion, put it on his shoulders, played it twice skillfully, and tested the sound. He had learned the accordion from a friend who was studying at the Tchaikovsky Conservatory, so he was no stranger to the instrument. Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. Seeing that Sokov seemed very familiar with the accordion, the soldiers were full of expectations for his next singing.

As for what songs to sing at the ball, Sokov also spent a lot of brainstorming. During the Great Patriotic War, a large number of popular and excellent songs were born, but he didn't know which songs had already been sung and which were still in the process of creation. middle. If you sing a song that is popular, it doesn't matter; but if you sing a song that is being written, you will inevitably get into trouble later. After weighing again and again, he decided to choose the famous "Night in the Suburbs of Moscow". This song will not be released until more than ten years ago. Even if it is composed by himself, it can still fool others.

"In the middle of the night, the garden is quiet everywhere, and the leaves are no longer rustling; the night is so beautiful, so fascinating, such a quiet night. The small river flows quietly, with slight waves, and the bright moon shines on the water, and the silver is shining. I can vaguely hear someone Sing softly, what a quiet night..."

The soldiers sitting around the bonfire just clapped their hands politely when they saw Sokov start playing the accordion, but they couldn't help being deeply attracted by him after hearing the lyrics he sang. Liuba sat on the log with her chin resting on her back, looked at Sokov with admiring eyes, and listened to the songs he sang fascinatedly. She did not expect that this young captain could not only command and fight, but also sing and sing. Sings so well.

At the end of the song, there was silence on the field. Seeing this situation, Sokov was a little embarrassed. He thought to himself, is his singing really that bad? Not even an applause. He took down the accordion on his shoulder and handed it back to the female soldier standing beside him. Just as he was about to walk back to his seat, there was thunderous applause from the field. Some soldiers even shouted: "Great, the battalion commander sang so well, let him sing again, okay?"

"Okay!" His proposal was immediately echoed by the surrounding soldiers: "Comrade Battalion Commander, come one more!"

Sokov didn't intend to sing the second song. He raised his hands and pressed them down, motioning everyone to stop talking. After the court was quiet, he said loudly: "Boys, it's getting late, why are you still sitting still, hurry up and invite the girls you like to dance!"

Sokov's words aroused the response of the male soldiers. Everyone stood up and walked quickly towards the goal they had long been optimistic about, forgetting about asking Sokov to sing another song.

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