Ghost Blowing Lantern II - Chapter 24 The Karen Left Banner at night (Part 2)

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 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 had their own One of the most popular entertainment methods at that time was to imitate the speeches of great people in movies and artistically reprocess existing classics. Imitation alone was quite difficult. Not everyone could learn it. Once someone learned it well, If they are somewhat similar, if they can pretend to be a leader who is incomparable to ordinary people, and if they are also unique, then the imitator will become an idol in the eyes of everyone.

I secretly watched a lot of internal movies in the military zone, and I thought about which one I should imitate. Vietnamese movies and Korean movies about comrades and brothers are not suitable. They are more tragic and serious, but not dramatic enough. There are no classic dialogues, and it is difficult to influence the audience through performances. The mental impact was not as good as the domestic ones. Everyone was too familiar with it, and it lacked the difficulty of performing. After thinking about it for a while, Fatty and I had a problem in our hearts, so we picked up some wool from the grass and stuck it on our upper lips. Using it as a fake beard, they spat some saliva into the palm of their hand and touched their hair. Both of them combed their hair into a slicked back, trying to make their foreheads appear as prominent 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 burst out laughing. Watching every move of both of us.

When I saw that it was not working, the atmosphere was not right, so I quickly turned around and said to the educated youths: “Everyone, please be serious and don’t be 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 fails.”

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 I felt like I 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, showed off his amiable yet majestic, humble yet authoritative appearance as a second-in-command, 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 with blood.”

I clenched my fists and said with indignation and hatred: “Exploitation, oppression, domination, slavery, assassination, violence, hunger, and poverty are working together to devour us… For thousands of years, the blood of the working class has flowed into the sea. Haven’t we shed enough blood?”

This paragraph requires speaking quickly and articulating accurately. Every word must be fired like a cannonball to arouse the emotions of the audience. Young people in the context of the era have similar world views and values. The educated youth think of themselves. As expected, his fate was affected, and everyone was moved. It was time to raise 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 He raised his right hand and made a stop gesture, paused for a moment, then waved 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. 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 this time again. The dinner party on the Klinzuo Banner grassland 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 heard her say this, and of course I got carried away, but I still had to maintain my usual humble nature. Reservedness was popular in that era, so I waved my hand and said with some embarrassment: “It’s nothing, what is this, Jiang Shang There are strange peaks hidden in the clouds and mist, which I cannot usually see, but occasionally they are revealed.”

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 how awesome I am…” 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 yurt. They didn’t even have time to take off their clothes and shoes. The fat man was seen snoring with one leg on Lao Ni’s stomach, while Lao Ni kept talking nonsense. The two of them were still awake, and there was no one else in the yurt. I guessed that the rest of the herdsmen and educated youths had gone 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 the sound outside the yurt was wrong. It was like thunder. On the ground, this muffled thunder was like a tide coming 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 the outside and shouting to me anxiously: “Run out quickly, the herd cattle are destroying the herd!”