After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 204 Leave the last bullet for me (a) big chapter, monthly tickets will be updated!

"Military Training Association? Do you still have to compete with other companies?"

"It means you don't need training this afternoon?"

"This is great! I like friendship the most. Hehe, I can see the versatile art lady."

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

Military training associations usually take place during the military training break, several companies will sing together or perform some improvised programs.

It has always been very popular among students because friendship can not only make fun of you, but also see some handsome men and beauties from other departments. The most important thing is that everyone can rest without training.

The choice to hold a sorrow meeting at this time was purely because the weather was too hot, and students fainted one after another and continued training, and the leaders were afraid of something going on.

But it wouldn't be great if I had a complete vacation, so I simply held a friendship party, which could add some joy to the depressed military training life.

Not all freshmen must participate in this association, but only for students who are training on the playground. As for freshmen in other places, I’m sorry, you can continue to train, so you can get what you want!

"Students, you are now wearing camouflage uniforms and are soldiers. Although it is just a friendship, there is no big or small competition. If you want to do it, you have to do the best. There is no runner-up on the battlefield, and soldiers will compete for the first place. Tell me loudly if you have confidence?"

When he said this, Zhou Shangxing shouted out directly.

What soldiers value most is honor. They care about honor even more than life. Moreover, they also like to compete, which can actually be understood as fighting.

Just as it was said in a very popular military TV series in my previous life, why do you come to join the army if you are not fighting?

If you don’t fight for honor, then you don’t deserve to call him a soldier.

“Have confidence!”

All the students in the class replied loudly, among which the voices were the loudest and the most passionate.

Seeing that the students were confident, Zhou Shangxing nodded with satisfaction.

This is also an old tradition in the army before the competition. Before the competition, the momentum must be ignited.

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

Zhou Shangxing immediately issued an order and led the team to the meeting place.

The students were slogans of "one, two, one" in their mouths, and they really had the momentum of "being heroic, arrogant, crossing the Yalu River" in their previous life.

Finally, they stopped in the northwest part of the playground. The sunlight here was weaker than other places, and there was a little shade.

At this moment, the students who were training on the playground were brought to this place by their respective instructors.

The military training of this class of freshmen was divided into three regiments, each regiment had about 1,000 people. The freshmen on the playground were all affiliated with the first regiment, with a total of twenty-eight companies, and the commander was the colonel officer.

There are no battalions under the regiment, but there are directly companies. Not every company is like one squad, one company, and there are two squads or three squads together.

This is because the majors of each department are different, resulting in more and fewer people in the class.

Even in some unpopular major classes, there are only one or two students, while in popular majors there are fifty or sixty people. However, the number of people in most companies is about 30-40.

After several days of training, the freshmen have become disciplined. Although more than 1,000 people gathered together, there was no noise. Even if they talked to each other, the sound was still very small.

Most of them were looking around to find the handsome guys and beauties in other companies.

The company that attracted the most attention was the Art Department, and the same class also attracted a lot of people's attention. This is due to Xia Lian's beauty, and secondly, it is naturally the reputation of Chen Tianhong.

After seeing that all the companies were here, the colonel picked up the trumpet and started to speak. He first introduced it routinely, and then talked about the rules of this friendship competition.

The rules are very simple. Twenty-eight companies line up to number 1-28, draw numbers to PK in pairs.

Each company will have a program in each round, either one person or several people together. There are no limits on programs, dances, songs, sketches, dramas, etc., as long as you can advance to the next level successfully.

The company that advanced will enter the next round and continue to prepare for the program, and so on.

As for how to determine which company is the winning company, it is very simple. First, the program performed by that company received the most applause, and second, the evaluation of the regiment leader and several military training leaders present.

However, for the sake of fairness, whether you can advance to the next round depends mainly on the applause you receive. If sometimes the company does not distinguish between a program, then it will enter the next round at the same time.

The programs to be released by each company are the instructors who choose the students of their own company. If they really can't find anyone, the instructors themselves will be allowed. In the end, there is only one place in the winning company. As Zhou Shangxing said, there is no runner-up in the army.

"The five-minute preparation time starts now."

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

The first round of the game is crucial. For the instructors, this is a matter of their own face. If they are defeated in the first round, it would be embarrassing. The soldiers cannot stand this the most, so they are very serious about picking people.

Because after a few days of contact, the instructors knew which students in their company were talented, but whoever appeared first needed to think carefully.

Zhou Shangxing's eyes changed back and forth between Xia Lian and Ximen Xue. After thinking about it, he finally chose Xia Lian.

Because he doesn't know who the other company will join. If someone plays the ace and you don't, you will lose directly.

In fact, there are many students in the class who are talented. Although everyone is a writer, who doesn’t have a skill? It’s just that relatively speaking, Xia Lian and Ximen Xue are just the best.

"I should play in the first round, what did the instructor think."

Ximen Xue was feeling a little unhappy when she saw that she wouldn't let him go in the first round.

Due to family reasons, Ximen Xue is very good at singing, dancing, and even performing some dramas. He is also a person who likes to show off and is very passionate about such talent performances that show pride in front of people.

"The real ace will be left behind! It will be your turn sooner or later, what are you anxious about?"

Chen Tianhong comforted him.

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

Ximen Xue was in a good mood after hearing Chen Tianhong's words.

What made him even happier was that he could finally beat Chen Tianhong. You should know that the association is not a literary competition, or something like that, relying on his personal writing ability.

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Chen Tianhong immediately withdrew his gaze and silently said in his heart: "Looking at the lotus in the world, I love the lotus in my heart alone."

The holy lotus in his heart was naturally Liu Yifei.

After more than an hour in the first round, fifteen companies advanced to the next round. Two companies advanced at the same time because they received applause.

Zhou Shangxing's company undoubtedly advanced, and the program of the No. 14 company was eliminated because it was not as good as Xia Lian's.

The second round was followed, and Zhou Shangxing's luck was not so good this time. He drew No. 1, which means that they will be the first to play in the second round.

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

Zhou Shangxing came to Ximen Xue and asked, because he was the first to play and the situation was unclear, so he could only send a second ace.

"Just look at it! Instructor."

Ximen Xue stood up timidly, unlike Zhou Shangxing's worries. He was very happy. The first appearance meant that the attention he received was even higher.

"Tianhong, can Ximen win?"

After seeing Ximen Xue on the stage, Gao Wanfeng asked with some concern.

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

Chen Tianhong said so.

Hearing this, Yu Zhijie looked at Chen Tianhong silently, who can pretend to be X before you

Unlike the first round, during the sorority meeting, a school leader came over and arranged a speaker, which could be matched with music.

Ximen Xue chose a dance music for himself. The program he prepared was dance, and it was a difficult mechanical dance. Then as the music started, the robot Ximen Xue appeared.

The dance he danced was studied abroad and had also studied with famous mechanical dance masters abroad, so the performance was very exciting. During this period, you can tell from the scene that the girl's screams came from the scene, and the applause naturally received was also very warm.

"Tianhong, how are I doing this mechanical dance? Look at the girls in our class who look at me differently. My buddy will also reach the peak of my life from now on."

After the incident, Ximen Xue said proudly to Chen Tianhong.

His arrogant attitude made Chen Tianhong, who had originally wanted to praise a few words, instantly withdrew his words.

"Simon, do you know there is a space walk in the mechanical dance?"

Chen Tianhong asked this.

"Space Step? Is this in the mechanical dance?"

Ximen Xue was stopped and he really didn't know this.

"Hehe, I'll tell you."

Chen Tianhong stretched out his finger and began to practice the famous dance steps of Michael Jackson in his previous life.

After a few dozen minutes, the second round of the game came to an end. Thanks to Ximen Xue's wonderful mechanical dance, Class One successfully advanced again.

There are 8 companies that have advanced in this round, and among these 8 companies, the art department company accounts for half, which means that in the next round of PK, the opponent of the first class is basically from the art department.

Zhou Shangxing was lucky to draw the number 8 this time, which means they have more time to prepare. Unfortunately, the opponent's company is from the art department. As far as the rules of the game are concerned, a student can only play once, but he is not subject to this restriction in the finals.

There are four rounds in total, which means that as long as you can survive this round, Ximen Xue and Xia Lian can play again, but how to win this round has become a long-lasting problem.

After all, the two aces in a class have been released, and although the remaining students can also play, they are slightly worse than the two of them. On the other hand, because the opponent's company is from the art department and has a lot of talents, they are not worried at all.

"Who has the confidence to win the next round?"

Zhou Shangxing asked.

Students, look at me, look at you. After learning that the opponent was from the art department, they were all depressed.

It’s not that they dare not play, but that they all know themselves. Now it’s obvious who is the one who is the one who loses, and no one wants to take the blame.

"Tianhong, why don't you go on? Just jump to the space walk you just told me, you will definitely win this round, I will go to the final."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tianhong smiled bitterly. He was a theoretical master. It was impossible to explain it to him.

Zhou Shangxing looked at Chen Tianhong and sighed. It would be great if he wrote a novel in the third round of the game. Chen Tianhong would definitely be able to overwhelm the heroes alone.

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

"What's the idea?"

Zhou Shangxing became interested.

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

Chi Xianda began to tell Chen Tianhong's "glorious deeds". He could not hear any malice in his language, and he praised the words, which made the students around him think that he had changed his sexuality.

But Chen Tianhong became more and more wrong as he listened. Can Chi Xianda be so kind? You are a fool!

Until the end of hearing it, he finally understood Chi Xianda’s purpose was to make himself look ugly on stage!

The association can recite poems, but this is not the opening ceremony. With "The Young China" to make students feel so immersive. Even if he says a few more famous lines, he dare not say that he can win. Even if he writes poetry, he still needs to be divided into occasions.

For example, the relationship like this is a comparison of the program effect, which has nothing to do with your own cultural heritage. It’s like a person who likes to listen to rock and roll, but you sing folk songs for him, can he be satisfied!

However, everyone understood this truth, but there was no more suitable candidate now. After Chi Xianda said this, everyone suddenly felt that Chen Tianhong was quite suitable.

"Tianhong, why don't you go! There are many of our freshmen in this class who are your book fans, so you may applaud you."

Gao Wanfeng said.

This sentence made Zhou Shangxing’s eyes lit up, right! I forgot this, even myself is his fan of his book, so there must be more students.

"Class Chen Tianhong, what do you think?"

Zhou Shangxing was asking about this, but the meaning was actually very obvious.

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

Looking at the expected eyes of the instructor and classmates, and Chi Xianda's appearance of conspiracy succeeding, Chen Tianhong made the decision.

The instructor must be right, and the honor is more important than anything else. They are a group, and Chen Tianhong also has the responsibility to bring glory to the group.

Also, by the way, he slapped Chi Xianda in the face to let him understand a truth: as long as he wants to slap him in the face, he can ignore the time, because no matter what tricks you use, it is dust for those with strength.

"Okay! I'll give it a try!"

Chen Tianhong nodded in agreement.

"Come on! Chen Tianhong!"

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

"I will definitely win. I'm waiting to see Chen Tianhong's poem shocking everyone."

"My hands are ready. When you come on stage, I will just shoot it."

Somehow, after everyone saw Chen Tianhong agreeing, everyone was full of confidence. Even Zhou Shangxing, who was still hesitating, thought he could win.

Of course, except Chi Xianda. He is now cheering for Chen Tianhong with others on the surface, but in fact he is already very happy.

"Hmph, let's see how you're embarrassed to end up when you lose."

After Chen Tianhong agreed, he didn't say anything. He was thinking about what program to prepare for later. The first thing he ruled out was to write poetry, which was inappropriate.

After thinking about it, Chen Tianhong still thought that singing was better. His singing skills cannot be compared with Xia Lian, but his singing was OK. Otherwise, when he was humming in the dormitory, Ximen Xue and Yu Zhijie would not ask curiously.

If you bring the popular songs in your previous life, write and sing them by yourself, and add your fame as writing books, you probably won't lose. Chen Tianhong has this confidence, otherwise he wouldn't agree.

Chen Tianhong never fought an unprepared battle, he just chose that song and had to think carefully about it. He wanted to choose a suitable song.

However, until he was about to come on stage, Chen Tianhong still didn't think about choosing which song. After all, there were too many famous songs in his previous life, and he was a little dazzled.

"Chen Tianhong, how are you preparing? We will be the next one."

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

Because the show of Company No. 7 was performing on the stage at this time, it was a girl who was not inferior to Xia Lian and sang better than her. Since this girl came on stage, the applause never stopped. She was definitely the ace seed player of Company No. 7.

"It's almost done. Hum? Instructor, you're your scar?"

Chen Tianhong looked up and replied, his eyes landing on Zhou Shangxing's right shoulder.

Because Zhou Shangxing was half-squatting and talking to Chen Tianhong, and he was wearing military short-sleeved shirts, the squatting angle happened to allow Chen Tianhong to see the scars on his shoulders.

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

Zhou Shangxing didn't care at all. He didn't want to say more, so he could only say so much.

"Bullets. Bullets are here!"

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

A few minutes later, as the performance of the girls on the stage ended, Chen Tianhong walked onto the stage with confidence!

After he appeared on the court, there was a silence around him, without any applause. Gradually, the noise sounded on the court and the students began to whisper.

"Isn't this Chen Tianhong? Why did he come on stage? I won't give another speech!"

"I can't say it's right! But he's good at speaking, but I don't want to listen to the boy again. I'd rather listen to some songs."

"It may not be a speech, it may be a poem writing. Don't forget that he is also a member of the Poetry Writers Association. I am quite looking forward to him being able to make a good poem."

"It's okay to write poetry! Alas, but I still want to watch the beauty sing and dance!"

"I don't care what program he will wait for, I will definitely give you applause anyway. The "Biographies of Mortals Cultivation" he wrote is my favorite."

In addition to the students talking, the instructors gathered together, and even the colonel participated. They more or less knew some of Chen Tianhong's deeds.

"Lao Zhou, why did you let him come on? Why are you preparing a program to write novels?"

An instructor quipped.

"Haha, that's not sure. He just wrote novels on the spot, so he might not be able to beat us."

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

"This kid is good. Zhou Shangxing, is he still talented besides writing novels and poetry?"

This was asked by the colonel.

"Report to the leader of the group, I actually don't know either. He told me that he was ready. I thought, maybe he was writing poetry!"

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

At this time, Chen Tianhong on the stage finally spoke. He did not prepare musical accompaniment like others, but in fact there was no music suitable for his program.

"Hello everyone, I am Chen Tianhong"

As soon as I said my name, the applause was already heard. There was no way, it was famous and had its own traffic.

"I want to tell you a story, which was told to me by a brother named Xiaozhuang. He said this was an experience that he could not suppress and wanted to forget. Just like the heart of the bullet's life, the blood whistled out with his life, making it difficult for him to let go. This story is about love, about soldiers, and about men."

After Chen Tianhong said this, everyone knew what the program he was preparing was. It was really a novel, but it was not written, but talked.

I don't know what mentality it is for a 27-year-old to avoid the past, but what I fear the most is memories

I am afraid to recall the dreams of my youth, those dreams about the future, about love, about brothers.

In my own memory, 17 to 20 years old is a serious fault.

But what about my story between the ages of 17 and 20?

Forgot, only some fragments remain.

Until today, I suddenly heard a roar: "One two. One two."

I'm so familiar with this slogan!

But how could this happen? 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 is it that Tianhong said it wrong?"

Hearing this, Gao Wanfeng muttered.

Like him, the students also thought so in their hearts, but now they have no choice but to continue listening.

However, there were people on the field who could understand it. When they heard the "one or two", Zhou Shangxing and the colonel looked at each other. They were extremely familiar with the voice because they had also shouted.

This sound is the horn that the army shouts when training logs in. When shouting, it is to lift one end of the log, carry it on its shoulders and stand it up against the ground, upright.

When shouting two, push the vertical log forward and repeat. This training is done.

This kind of training generally only exists in special military groups, such as scouts and special forces.

Chen Tianhong's story continues. The protagonist of the story is named Xiaozhuang. He accidentally encountered the squad leader Lao Cannon who was in the army on the set. However, the old cannon who became a migrant worker was unwilling to face Xiaozhuang and disappeared.

This meeting also made Xiaozhuang recall his life in the military camp. He went to his residence and found the signs and some old things hidden in the military bag.

The memories that cannot be forgotten hit him like a bullet, and passed by with the sound of the wind and shadows.

So Xiaozhuang sat in front of the computer and began to use the novel "The Last Bullet to Me" to tell his dreamy years about love, army, and comrades.

Just when everyone wanted to continue listening, and when they wanted to hear the story of the protagonist Xiaozhuang in the military camp, and when they wanted to know the meaning of the sentence "The last bullet is left for me", Chen Tianhong stopped talking.

After a pause, he continued to speak.

"I will talk about the story later. I want to sing a song first. This song was taught by Brother Xiaozhuang. He said it was written for his former comrades-in-arms. This song is called "Brothers forever".

The days used to be shining and bright, and you and I shared the deliciousness of youth together

The days used to be sad and bitter, and you and I have endured physical and mental fatigue together

The romance of the past made you and me extremely intoxicated, the vicissitudes of the past made you and me no longer pure

When I broke up, I didn't know where you were going, nor did I say when I and you will meet again

Come on, brothers, it's water flowing together, it's fire breaking together

Life is dependence, death is dependence, and life is dependence, and the days of triumph are not drunk or return

ps: Everyone said they wanted it! Don’t criticize me! The song is so numbered! I can’t finish writing, so I can only put down one chapter!

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