After rebirth, I became a great writer.

Chapter 204 Leave the last bullet to me () Big chapter, monthly ticket plus update!

"Military training club? Do you want to compete with other companies?"

"It means that you don't need to train this afternoon?"

"This is good! I like friendship the most. Hehe, I can meet the versatile art department lady."

Zhou Shangxing's words immediately aroused the interest of the students, and their fatigue was immediately wiped away.

The military training fraternity is usually during the break of military training, several companies sing songs with each other, or perform some impromptu programs
It has always been very popular with students, because the fellowship can not only entertain and relax, but also meet some handsome men and beauties from other departments. The most important thing is that everyone can rest without training.

The choice to hold the fraternity at this time was purely because the weather was too hot, and some students fainted one after another. The leaders were afraid of accidents if they continued to train.

But it would not be too good to have a complete vacation, so simply holding a social gathering can be regarded as adding some joy to the depressing military training life.

Not all freshmen are required to participate in this fraternity, it is only limited to the students who are training in the playground. As for the freshmen in other places, sorry, if you continue to train, you will get what you want!
"Students, you are now wearing camouflage uniforms, and you are soldiers. Although it is just a fraternity, the competition has no size. If you want to do it, you must do your best. There is no runner-up in the battlefield, and the soldiers must fight for the first place. Tell me loudly. confidence?"

When he said this, Zhou Shangxing yelled it out directly.

The most important thing for soldiers is honor, and they care more about honor than life, and they also like competition, which can be understood as aggressive.

Just like what was said in a popular military drama in the previous life, if you are not fighting, why are you here as a soldier?
If you don't fight for any honor, then you don't deserve to be called a soldier.
"Have confidence!"

All the students in the class replied loudly, among them, Gao Wanfeng was the loudest and the most passionate.

Seeing the confidence of the students, Zhou Shangxing nodded in satisfaction.

This is also an old tradition in the army before the game. Before the game, cheer up and the momentum must be ignited.

"Okay, everyone listen to my password, one two one"

Zhou Shangxing immediately issued an order and led the team towards the meeting point.

The students are kicking small goose steps, shouting the slogan "one two one", and they really have the momentum of "a hero, a hero, cross the Yalu River" in the previous life
Finally, they stopped at the northwest part of the playground, where the sunlight was weaker than other places, and there was still some shade.

The students who were training on the playground at the moment were all brought to this place by their respective instructors.

This year's freshman military training was divided into three regiments. Each regiment had about 1000 people. The freshmen on the playground belonged to one regiment. There were 28 companies in total, and the regiment leader was the colonel.

There is no sub-battalion under the regiment, it is directly a company, and not every company is like a class, there is a company for each class, and there are also companies with two classes or three classes combined.

This is because the majors of each department are different, resulting in some classes with more people and some with fewer students.

Even in some unpopular professional classes, there are only one or two students, while the popular professional classes have five or sixty students. However, most companies have about 60-30 people.

After a few days of training, the freshmen have become more disciplined. Although more than 1000 people gathered together, there was no clamor. Even if they talked to each other, the voice was very low.

Most of them are looking around, looking for handsome men and women in other companies.

Undoubtedly, the company that attracted the most attention was the art department, and the same class also attracted the attention of many people. This was due to Xia Lian's beauty, and secondly, it was naturally the fame of classmate Chen Tianhong.

After seeing that all the companies had arrived, the colonel picked up the small speaker and began to speak. First, he gave a routine introduction, and then he explained the rules of the fellowship competition.

The rules are very simple, 28 companies are lined up in numbers 1-28, and numbers are drawn for two-two PK.

Each company has a program for each round. It can be one person or several people together. The program is not limited, dance, song, sketch, drama, etc., as long as you can win the promotion.

The advanced companies enter the next round and continue to prepare for the show, and so on.

As for how to judge which company is the winning company, it is very simple. One is to watch the performance of which company received the most applause, and the other is the evaluation of the team leader and several military training leaders present.

However, for the sake of fairness, whether they can advance to the next round mainly depends on the applause they get. If sometimes the company is evenly divided in a show, then they will enter the next round at the same time.

For each company’s program, the instructors will choose their own students. If they can’t find anyone, the instructors will allow them to participate. In the end, there will only be one place for the winning company. As Zhou Shangxing said, there is no runner-up in the army. .

"5 minutes to prepare, start counting now."

After the colonel yelled again, the instructors began to select people.

The first round of the competition is very important. For the instructors, it is a matter of their own face. If they are rejected in the first round, it will be a shame. Soldiers can't stand this, so they are very serious about picking people.

Because of a few days of contact, the instructors know which students in my company are talented, but who should play first needs to be carefully considered.

Zhou Shangxing's eyes switched back and forth between Xia Lian and Ximen Xue, after much deliberation, he finally chose Xia Lian.

Because he doesn't know who the opponent's company will play, if the other party has the trump card and you don't, then you will lose directly.

In fact, there are quite a few talented students in the first class. Although everyone is good at pens, no one has a good skill, but relatively speaking, Xia Lian and Ximen Xue are more outstanding.

"I was supposed to play in the first round, what did the instructor think?"

Seeing that he was not allowed to participate in the first round, Ximen Xue felt a little upset.

Due to family reasons, Ximenxue is very good at singing, dancing, and even performing some dramas. He is also a person who likes to show off, and he is very keen on this kind of talent show.

"The real trump cards are left behind! Sooner or later it will be your turn, so why worry?"

Chen Tianhong comforted him.

"That's true. Hey, Tianhong, I'm sorry, I'm going to steal your limelight this time."

Hearing Chen Tianhong's words, Ximenxue was in a great mood.

What made him even happier was that he could finally beat Chen Tianhong. You must know that the fraternity is not a literary competition or the like, it depends on your writing ability.

Although it is also possible to recite poetry, but relatively speaking, students still prefer singing and dancing.

This is also the reason why Zhou Shangxing did not consider Chen Tianhong. As we all know, Chen Tianhong is also good at writing poems and novels.

And Chen Tianhong didn't plan to go on the stage either. It's not good to watch the show off the stage. You can't pretend to be X whenever there is an event. You have to give others a chance. It's not good to be too high-profile. Unless there are special circumstances, he will take the initiative to play .

As for whether he can perform talent shows. Hehe, Chen Tianhong doesn't care at all. There is a brain plug-in, even if he can't perform, he can still sing two songs from his previous life. No matter what, he is better than ordinary students, but it's just troublesome to explain.

Five minutes passed quickly. The colonel gathered all the instructors together and began to draw numbers. Zhou Shangxing drew number 5. Except that he was not satisfied with this number, everything else was fine.

When the lottery is over, the friendship officially begins. The first company to play is the company that has drawn No. 1. Their company sent a pure-looking girl, and the program they are going to perform is a song.

Maybe because she was the first to play, the girl was a little nervous, she didn't perform very well, and she couldn't sing a few intonations correctly. Although her voice added a lot of points, it was not so perfect overall, and the applause she received was not that good. warm.

The No. 2 company played with two people. The program they prepared was a cross talk. The two sang and harmonized. constantly.

In the competition between these two companies, whoever loses and who wins is clear at a glance.

Next is Company No. 3 and Company No. 4.
After more than half an hour, it was finally the turn of the first class. Xia Lian was already ready, and she walked on stage amidst cheers from the instructor Zhou Shangxing and her classmates.

As soon as Xia Lian came on stage, she immediately attracted the attention of many boys, and then applause began to ring out. I have to say that being beautiful is also an advantage.

"Hi everyone, the program I am preparing is a song, "Lian""

After a brief self-introduction, Xia Lian pursed her red lips, and her ethereal singing sounded on the playground.

"The beautiful woman stands quietly in the clear water, and the gentlemen on the other side are in love. Looking back at the place where thousands of years of practice have been practiced, it is because of the shocking Hong who stepped on the dust and mud"

The "Lotus" sung by Xia Lian is a classical song, which is very popular at present, and it is sung by a queen-level singer.

Of course, Xia Lian is not as good as Tianhou, but her voice is ethereal and her pitch is also accurate. This song is also sung by her often. With the extra points for her beauty, the overall effect is very good, and the applause she received is also the same. Overwhelmed.

"After this song, no one can take the title of Xia Lian's Department of Literature. Well... the song is not bad either. I have seen lotuses all over the world, and I love lotuses alone."

While applauding, Chen Tianhong sighed in his heart.

A song lasted about 3 minutes, and soon the song came to an end. After Xia Lian finished singing, she performed an ancient ceremony gracefully, and the applause became even more enthusiastic.

"Xia Lian, you sing well!"

Zhou Shang gave a thumbs up to Xia Lian, who was on the field. Basically, she will advance to the next round. Even if the No. 14 company sends an ace, they will advance together.

"Hee hee! Thank you instructor for your compliment."

Xia Lian stuck out her tongue mischievously, she also thought that she played well.

While speaking, Xia Lian glanced in Chen Tianhong's direction, and when she saw Chen Tianhong looking at her, she smiled, and that smile was as beautiful as a blooming lotus.

Chen Tianhong immediately withdrew his eyes, and said silently in his heart: "Look at the lotus in the world, and only love the lotus"

The holy lotus in his heart is naturally Liu Yifei.

The first round of competition lasted more than an hour, and finally fifteen companies advanced to the next round, and two companies advanced at the same time because of the similar applause they received.

Zhou Shangxing's company was promoted without a doubt, and the program of No. 14 company was not as good as Xia Lian's, so it was eliminated miserably.

The second round followed, and Zhou Shangxing's luck was not so good this time. Being drawn No. 1 meant that they would be the first to play in the second round.

"Ximen Xue! How are you going? Are you confident?"

Zhou Shangxing came to Ximen Xue's side to inquire, because he was the first to play and the situation was unclear, so he could only play the second trump card.

"Just look at it! Instructor."

Ximenxue stood up abruptly. Unlike Zhou Shangxing's worries, he was very happy. Being the first to appear on stage meant that he received more attention.

"Tianhong, can Ximen win?"

After seeing Ximenxue come on stage, Gao Wanfeng asked worriedly.

"It should be no problem. Although this kid likes to pretend to be X, he still has two brushes."

Chen Tianhong said so.

Hearing this, Yu Zhijie silently glanced at Chen Tianhong, whoever pretends to be X can pretend to be you
Different from the first round, some school leaders came over during the sorority, and arranged speakers, which can be matched with music.

Ximenxue chose a dance song for himself. The program he prepared was a dance, and it was a difficult mechanical dance. Then as the music sounded, the robot Ximenxue appeared on the stage.

The dance he danced was studied abroad, and he also studied with a famous foreign mechanical dance master, so the performance was very exciting. During the period, he could tell from the screams of girls on the stage, and the applause he received was also very warm .

"Tianhong, how is my mechanical dance? You see, the girls in our class look at me differently. My buddies will also be at the pinnacle of their lives from now on."

After the game, Ximenxue said triumphantly to Chen Tianhong.

His tugging attitude made Chen Tianhong, who was about to praise a few words, instantly withdraw his words.

"Simon, do you know that there is a moonwalk in the mechanical dance?"

Chen Tianhong asked.

"Moonwalk? There is this in the mechanical dance?"

Ximenxue was stopped by the question, he really didn't know this.

"Hey, let me tell you."

Chen Tianhong stretched out his finger and began to show Ximenxue the famous dance steps of his previous life, Michael Jackson.

After a few 10 minutes, the second round of competition also came to an end. Thanks to Ximenxue's wonderful mechanical dance, Class advanced smoothly again.

There were 8 companies that were promoted in this round, and among these 8 companies, the companies of the art department accounted for half, which meant that the opponents of the next round of PK, the first class, were basically from the art department.

This time, Zhou Shangxing was lucky and got No. 8, which meant they had more time to prepare. Unfortunately, the opponent's company was from the art department. As far as the competition rules were concerned, a student could only play once, but in the final limited by this.

There were four rounds in total, that is to say, as long as they survived this round, Ximenxue and Xia Lian could play again, but how to win this round became a big problem.

After all, the two trump cards of the first class have been exhausted, and although the remaining students can also play, they are not as good as the two of them. On the other hand, the opponent's company is from the art department and has a lot of talents, so they don't worry at all.

"Who is confident of winning the next round?"

Zhou Shang asked out loud.

Students, look at me, and I look at you. The few students who were eager to try, but after learning that the opponent is from the art department, they also withered.

It's not that they don't dare to play, but they all have self-knowledge. Now it's obvious who wins and who loses, and no one wants to take the blame.

"Tianhong, why don't you go? Just do the moonwalk you just told me. You will definitely win this round. I will go to the final."

Hearing this, Chen Tianhong smiled wryly, he is a master of theory, he is good at explaining, it is really not good to ask him to spacewalk.

Zhou Shangxing looked at Chen Tianhong and sighed. It would be great if he could write a novel in the third round of the competition. Chen Tianhong would definitely be able to beat the crowd by himself.

"Report! Instructor, I have an idea." At this moment Chi Xianda spoke suddenly.

"What's the idea?"

Zhou Shangxing became interested.

"I think Chen Tianhong is the most suitable for the third round. You don't know, the poems he wrote are very good, at our opening ceremony."

Chi Xianda began to tell about Chen Tianhong's "brilliant deeds", without any malice in his words, he praised him so much that the students around him thought he had changed his sex.

The more Chen Tianhong listened, the more wrong he became. How can Chi Xianda be so kind?Liar!

Until the end, he finally understood Chi Xianda's purpose, which was to make himself look ugly on stage!
The sorority can recite poems, but this is not the opening ceremony. With the help of "Young China", the students have such a strong sense of substitution. Even if he utters a few more famous lines, he dare not say that he can win. Even if he writes poems, he must Depending on the occasion.

For example, this kind of sorority compares the effect of the program, and has nothing to do with its own cultural background. It's like a person who likes to listen to rock and roll, but you sing folk songs to him, will he be satisfied!
However, everyone understands this truth, but now there is no more suitable candidate, and after being said by Chi Xianda, everyone suddenly thinks that Chen Tianhong is quite suitable.

"Tianhong, why don't you go! Many of our freshmen are fans of your books, maybe everyone will applaud you."

Gao Wanfeng said.

Hearing these words, Zhou Shangxing's eyes lit up, yes!Forgot about this, even I am a fan of his books, there must be more students.

"Student Chen Tianhong, what do you think?"

Zhou Shangxing's words are asking, but the meaning is already obvious.

Chi Xianda continued to heat up, and began to incite the students around him to put Chen Tianhong on the shelf.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the instructor and classmates, and Chi Xianda's humble appearance, Chen Tianhong made a decision.

They must go to school, the instructor is right, honor is above all else, they are a collective, and Chen Tianhong also has the responsibility to win glory for the collective.

And by the way, give Chi Xianda another slap to let him understand that as long as he wants to slap him in the face, he can do it at any time, because no matter what small tricks you do, for those with strength, they are all the same. dust.

"Okay! Let me try!"

Chen Tianhong nodded in agreement.

"Come on! Chen Tianhong!"

"Come on, you will definitely win, show Qiao Feng's momentum."

"I'm sure I can win. I'm waiting to see Chen Tianhong's poem shock everyone."

"My hands are ready, when you come on stage, I'll smack you right away."

Somehow, everyone saw that after Chen Tianhong agreed, everyone was full of confidence. Even Zhou Shangxing, who was still hesitating just now, felt that he could win.

Of course, except for Chi Xianda, he is cheering for Chen Tianhong with others on the surface, but in fact he has already blossomed in his heart.

"Hmph, let's see how you feel when you lose."

After Chen Tianhong agreed, he didn't speak any more. He was thinking about what kind of program he would prepare for the show. The first thing he ruled out was writing poetry, which was inappropriate.

After much deliberation, Chen Tianhong still thinks that singing is better. His singing level cannot be said to be comparable to Xia Lian's, but his singing is not bad. Otherwise, Ximen Xue and Yu Zhijie wouldn't have asked curiously when they were humming in the dormitory. up.

If he brought over the popular songs from his previous life, wrote and sang them himself, and added his fame for writing books, he probably wouldn't lose. Chen Tianhong had this confidence, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed.

Chen Tianhong will never fight unprepared, he just needs to think carefully about choosing that song, he has to choose a suitable one.

However, until he was about to play, Chen Tianhong still didn't decide which one to choose. After all, there were too many famous songs in his previous life, and he was a bit picky.

"Chen Tianhong, how are your preparations going? We will be the next one."

Zhou Shangxing's voice sounded in his ear, and there was worry in his voice.

Because the No. 7 company's program is performing on the field at this time, it is a girl who is not inferior to Xia Lian in appearance, and her singing is even better. Ever since this girl came on stage, the applause has not stopped, she is definitely the trump card of the No. 7 company Seed players.

"Almost. Huh? Instructor, what scar do you have?"

Chen Tianhong raised his head to reply, his eyes fell on Zhou Shangxing's right shoulder.

Because Zhou Shangxing was talking to Chen Tianhong while squatting, and he was wearing military short sleeves, the angle of squatting happened to allow Chen Tianhong to see the scar on his shoulder.

"Oh, it's okay, the bullet passed through and left behind."

Zhou Shangxing didn't care, he didn't want to say more, and he could only say so much
"Bullets. There are bullets!"

Hearing the word "bullet", Chen Tianhong's mind flashed. He knew that he had chosen that song. To be exact, it was not only a song, but also a story, a story that would make the students and instructors at the scene like it.

A few minutes later, as the singing of the girls on the stage ended, Chen Tianhong walked onto the stage with confident steps!

After he appeared on the field, the surroundings fell into silence without any applause. Gradually, the field became noisy, and the students began to whisper.

"Isn't this Chen Tianhong! Why is he on stage? He won't give another speech!"

"I can't tell! But his speech is good, but I don't want to listen to Young Qiang again. I'd rather listen to some songs."

"It doesn't have to be a speech, it may be writing a poem. Don't forget, he is also a member of the Poetry Writers Association. I am looking forward to him writing a good poem."

"It's okay to make poetry! Oh, but I still want to see beautiful women sing and dance!"

"I don't care what show he's waiting for, anyway, I'll definitely give him applause. His "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" is my favorite."

In addition to the students talking, the instructors also got together, and even the colonel got involved, and they more or less knew some of Chen Tianhong's deeds.

"Old Zhou, why did you let him come up? Why is the program you are preparing to write novels?"

One instructor joked.

"Haha, that's not sure. If you write a novel on the spot, you may not be able to win against us."

The person who answered the call was the instructor of No. 7 Company, and he was Chen Tianhong's opponent in this round.

"This kid is not bad. Zhou Shangxing, besides writing novels and poems, does he have any talents?"

It was the Colonel who asked this question.

"The head of the report, actually I don't know, he told me that I'm ready, I think, maybe it's writing poetry!"

Zhou Shangxing answered truthfully and did not dare to hide anything. The colonel in front of him was his old chief who had saved his life, and Zhou Shangxing respected him from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Chen Tianhong finally spoke. He did not prepare music accompaniment like everyone else, and in fact there was no music suitable for his program.

"Hi everyone, I'm Chen Tianhong"

As soon as the name was said, the applause has already sounded impressively, there is no way, the name is big, and it has its own traffic.

"I want to tell you a story. It was told to me by a brother named Xiao Zhuang. He said it was an experience he couldn't suppress and wanted to forget. It was like a bullet hitting the heart, and the blood carried life, roaring away. Come out, make him hard to let go, this story... about love, about soldiers, about men."

After Chen Tianhong finished speaking, everyone knew what the program he was preparing was. It was really a novel, but it was not written, but told.

I don't know what kind of mentality a 27-year-old has to avoid the past, but what I fear most is memories
I am afraid to recall those dreams of my youth, those dreams about the future, about love, about brothers.

In my own memory, the age of 17 to 20 is a serious fault line.

But what about my 17-20 story?
Forgot, only a few fragments remained.
To this day, I suddenly heard a roar: "One-two. One-two."

I am too familiar with this slogan!

But how?How could there be such a password?

"It's not one two one, why is it one two! Could it be that this is not a military novel, or that Tianhong is wrong."

Hearing this, Gao Wanfeng muttered.

Like him, the students also thought so in their hearts, but now they had no way to ask, so they could only continue to listen.

But the people on the field could understand it. When they heard "one two", Zhou Shangxing and the colonel looked at each other. They were very familiar with this voice, because they had shouted it before.

This sound is the chant that the army shouts when they are training to move logs. When they shout one, they lift up one end of the log, put it on their shoulders and stand it upright against the ground.

When calling two, push the vertical log forward. Repeatedly. Train like this
And this kind of training generally only exists in special arms, such as scouts and special forces.

Chen Tianhong's narration is still going on. The protagonist of the story is named Xiao Zhuang. He accidentally met Lao Pao, the squad leader of his former army, on the set. However, Lao Pao, who became a migrant worker, was unwilling to face Xiao Zhuang and disappeared.

This meeting also reminded Xiaozhuang of his life in the military camp. He went to his residence and dug out the signs and some old things of the special forces hidden in the military bag.
Unforgettable memories hit him like bullets, passing by with the sound of wind and shadows
So Xiaozhuang sat in front of the computer and began to use the novel "Leave the Last Bullet to Me" to tell about his dreamy years about love, about the army, and about comrades in arms.
Just when everyone wanted to continue listening, when they wanted to hear the story of the protagonist Xiao Zhuang in the barracks, and when they wanted to know the meaning of the phrase "Leave me the last bullet". Chen Tianhong stopped Huatou.

After a pause, he continued to speak.

"The story will be told later, I want to sing a song first, this song was also taught to me by Brother Xiao Zhuang, he said it was written for former comrades in arms, this song is called "Forever Brothers".
The days were bright and bright, you and I shared the deliciousness of youth

The days that used to be sad and bitter, you and I endured physical and mental exhaustion together

The romance of the past makes you and I extremely intoxicated, the vicissitudes of the past make you and me no longer pure

I didn't know where you were when we broke up, and I didn't say when we would meet again

Come on, brother, cheers, it's water dripping together, it's fire rushing together
Birth also depends on each other, and death also follows each other

ps: Everyone said they wanted it!Don't spray me!The song cards are counted!I really can't finish writing, so I can only put down one chapter!

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