Chapter 194 One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty Days and Nights!

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"Yes, Principal!"

Eight people from Zhou Hai, holding pilot helmets in their right hands and two certificates in their left hands, and wearing big red flowers, responded in unison.

This is Zhou Hai's second third-class merit medal and his third meritorious service in his life.

"Here, I want to say one thing in particular."

The principal had a kind face, picked up the microphone again, looked at the eight people, and turned to all the officers and soldiers in the audience. Without ending the commendation meeting, he changed the topic and said slowly:

"I know there was a saying in the school - don't go to Changfei Institute if you have a boy, and don't marry a pilot if you have a girl. This sentence was left by former comrades, revealing the bitterness of the past. To be honest, our profession of pilots is difficult and difficult. Difficulties, dangers accompany you every moment, and if you want to have a good relationship, you often can’t do anything about it.”

emotion?

emotion! ! !

Hearing the principal talking about this topic, Zhou Hai and others on the podium were stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and paid attention to Li Guanfeng.

Make trouble.

The principal and the base are going to cause trouble!

Everyone in the audience was attentive and their eyes were focused on the principal.

"We are pilots, and we are also soldiers of the motherland. As the ancients said - it has been difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety since ancient times. Since we have chosen this path, we must take responsibility."

The principal's voice gradually deepened, recalling his past experiences and past, revealing the meaning of vicissitudes of life: "Participant Li Guanfeng is such a responsible soldier. He resolutely chose to give up his bright future and his beloved girl to join the military camp to protect his family and country. And his beloved girl, but she did not abandon him and chose to stick to this relationship for four years."

At this moment, Li Guanfeng's eyes were red and wet, and crystal clear tears were rolling in his eyes. He was holding two certificates tightly in his left hand, with veins popping out in his right hand, and he was holding the pilot's helmet tightly.

The man sheds tears easily because he has not reached the sad point.

Zhou Hai was touched in his heart, took a deep breath and stabilized his body.

"Li Guanfeng once made a promise that I would marry you. For this promise, a girl named Mu Yutong kept it for four years."

The principal stared at the officers and soldiers under the stage, then looked back at Li Guanfeng with moist eyes, and his words gradually became longer and longer: "One thousand four hundred and sixty days and nights of waiting, but this girl has never changed her determination, but She couldn't wait any longer. How many four years are there in a life? How many four years are there in a girl? The girl has decided to marry a boy."

Tears flowed out like a fountain. Li Guanfeng's eyes were blurred, tears were streaming down his face, his whole body was shaking slightly, and he could not even maintain the most basic military posture.

At this time, a figure appeared on the edge of the rostrum of the commendation meeting. She was wearing a white wedding dress, a headdress, and light makeup. Her face was delicate and beautiful, and her feet were wearing glass slippers, showing the most beautiful scene in a girl's life.

Qin Ling, the base's top commander and base political commissar, had a solemn look on his face. He walked in standard queue steps and came to the girl in a white wedding dress. He gently supported her and walked slowly and slowly towards the rostrum.

More than 400 officers and soldiers in the base and the Russian delegation all focused their attention on the girl Mu Yutong.

"This is our heroine today, a beautiful girl named Mu Yutong. She came to the aviation school yesterday. After learning about this incident, the aviation school party committee attached great importance to it. I decided to personally host the wedding for student Li Guanfeng." The principal. Like a kind uncle, he gently held the girl Mu Yutong's delicate hand, came to Li Guanfeng, and said with a smile:

"Little girl, the microphone is now in your hands."

After finishing speaking, he handed the microphone in his hand to Mu Yutong.

With his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, Li Guanfeng looked at his fiancée who was close at hand. Tears flowed uncontrollably. He opened his mouth, his throat was surging, but he didn't know what to say.

sorry?

He is not qualified to say these three words.

Over the years, the two of them have been together and apart, and the last time they communicated was just a thirty-second phone call.

Shame on you!

He was really ashamed of the girl in front of him.

"Don't cry. If you cry, you won't be handsome. You're not the pilot I want. How have you been lately?"

Two lines of clear tears streaked across the delicate and beautiful face. Mu Yutong held the microphone, reached out and gently touched Li Guanfeng's face, wiping away the tears. His words contained a hint of tenderness, like a refreshing fragrance, which warmed the heart.

Li Guanfeng felt the warmth of his fiancée's right hand and nodded repeatedly, with a hint of crying in his voice: "Okay, I'm doing well."

Looking at this scene, many officers and soldiers in the audience had wet eyes.

You have a home that you can’t go back to, you have a wife that you can’t care about, and even when your son is born, you can’t even take a look at it. Many times everyone is like this.

However, they have no regrets, just because of the military uniforms they wear and the eighty-one inlaid on the top of the military cap.

August 1st!

August 1, shaped by countless martyrs and lives, shines brightly under the scorching sun!

"Then are you still willing to marry me?" Mu Yutong smiled, looking at Li Guanfeng's cheek with eyes like autumn water, and said softly.

"Yes!" Li Guanfeng nodded and replied without hesitation.

Mu Yutong smiled: "That's good."

Smile brightly and happily.

The mixture of tears and smiles makes all the waiting worth it.

For her, the grievances and hardships in her heart disappeared with these words.

Mu Yutong passed the microphone to the principal: "Chief, that's all I want to say."

"Classmate Li Guanfeng, I ask you now as an elder, are you willing to marry Mu Yutong? No matter whether she is healthy or unwell in the future, are you willing to be with her forever?"

The principal took the microphone, looked at Li Guanfeng, and his rich voice was transmitted to the entire commendation ceremony along with the loudspeaker equipment.

With tears streaming down his face, Li Guanfeng shouted loudly: "I do!"

"Mu Yutong, are you willing to marry Li Guanfeng?" The principal nodded and looked at Mu Yutong: "No matter whether he is healthy or unwell in the future, are you willing to be with him forever?"

"I do!" There was a hint of femininity in Mu Yutong's delicate voice, which was sonorous and full of power.

"Well, I, as the officiant, and all 448 officers and soldiers of the base and 32 foreign guests as your witnesses, in the name of the Chinese People's Air Force and Air Force Aviation University, announce that Li Guanfeng and Mu Yutong are married!"

The principal's face was solemn and sacred. He looked at Li Guanfeng and Mu Yutong and made an announcement: "Now, the commendation meeting for participating students has been temporarily changed to the wedding ceremony of Li Guanfeng and Mu Yutong. The groom is invited to kiss the bride, and his comrades, officers and soldiers, and foreign guests are invited to give encouragement! "

The principal personally served as the officiant,

All 448 officers and soldiers of the base and 32 foreign guests served as witnesses.

In the name of the Chinese People's Air Force and Air Force Aviation University,

In addition, he won the first place in the pilot competition between the two countries and was honored. What kind of honor is this?

"Kiss me!"

"Kiss me!"

"Kiss me!"

As the principal issued the order, the romantic melody of the wedding march came from the playground's loudspeaker equipment, and all the officers and soldiers and the Russian student team immediately started to make a fuss.