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Chapter 284 Selection of Performances
"That's great."

Zhao Yingnan was overjoyed. She had been worrying about what program to prepare before. Now that Zhou Chen can compose poems and sing songs, she doesn't need to worry at all.

"Zhou Chen, you have this talent. Our school will rely on you for this gala."

"Uh, okay, I can prepare a show, just about music."

Zhou Chen didn't postpone it any longer. In this era, he doesn't need to keep a low profile. People with skills will be respected. There is no harm in being famous early.

"The music is good, so are you going to sing alone or in a chorus? But Huaqing's signature is the chorus. We may not be able to compare with them in chorus."

"I can sing solo or chorus, but I just don't know what type to prepare? Love, family, or related to soldiers?"

Zhao Yingnan was even more surprised: "Can you write so many types of songs?"

She doesn't know music creators, but she feels that it is not easy to write one genre. How old is Zhou Chen, and can he write so many genres?

She was a little suspicious.

Zhou Chen saw Zhao Yingnan's suspicion and didn't explain it. He just said confidently: "You can doubt me in other aspects, but in terms of music, you can't doubt me. If I say yes, I will."

Looking at Zhou Chen who exuded a strong and confident body, Zhao Yingnan felt as if she was enveloped by an aura, which made her a little distracted.

Confident, domineering.

This is what Zhao Yingnan felt from Zhou Chen, and perhaps a talent can be added.

After thinking about it, she said, "We are in the military camp now, and we are holding a gala in the military camp. If possible, it is best to choose songs related to soldiers."

"Is it related to the military? Well, I will think about it and give you an answer in three days at the latest."

"Then are you going to sing a solo, or a chorus?"

"I try to write a song that can be sung together." Zhou Chen replied.

"However, for the sake of conservatism, I think it is still possible to have another show. The recitation of modern poems you said before is good. In this regard, you can ask someone to find Qiushui. This kid has a lot of poems."

Zhao Yingnan asked: "Can't you also write poems? Why don't you write them?"

Zhou Chen: "Although I can write, I still want to give everyone a chance to express themselves."

Zhao Yingnan thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, then I will listen to you, and I will send someone to find Qiushui tomorrow."

"Then let's go."

"Okay, I'll turn off the light."

Zhou Chen and Zhao Yingnan were walking on the way to the dormitory. It was already night, and the bright yellow lights made their shadows a lot longer.

"Zhou Chen, I'm curious. Since you can write and sing, why didn't you apply for art school instead of medical school?"

Zhou Chen replied: "Let's put it this way, writing and singing is a hobby, and studying medicine is an ideal."

"understood."

Zhao Yingnan said he understood, "Just like me, my father insisted on making me a soldier, but I just wanted to be an angel in white, so I applied for Renhe Medical College."

"Doctors are really good. They save lives and heal the wounded. Life, old age, sickness and death cannot be separated from doctors."

The profession of a doctor is indeed indispensable. People may not study, but it is impossible not to get sick. Hospitals will never lack patients.

"Well, I think so too. Doctors are great, and I will be a great doctor in the future."

"Ambition, I believe you can do it." Zhou Chen gave Zhao Yingnan a thumbs up.

While talking, the two came to the front of the dormitory building.

When parting, Zhao Yingnan said to Zhou Chen: "Zhou Chen, if you encounter any problems when writing songs, you can directly contact me, and I will do my best to help you."

"Okay, no problem, thank you."

As soon as Zhou Chen entered the dormitory, he saw several pairs of eyes staring at him, as if they were judging a prisoner.

"What are you doing? What are you looking at?"

Qiu Shui slapped the table and said loudly, "Zhou Chen, you're not honest."

Xin Yi cheered and said, "Yes, I'm asking the truth."

Gu Ming: "Are you and the monitor in love?"

"Zhou Chen, be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

Zhou Chen chuckled, "It was so serious, but it turned out to be just for gossip, you really are."

Qiu Shui patted the table again, and said loudly, "Don't bother talking about him, tell me quickly, what is the relationship between you and the class monitor, what ulterior things did the two of you do in the classroom in the middle of the night?"

"Ha ha."

"All of you really have nothing to do. If I really wanted to do something, I wouldn't choose the classroom. The classroom is such a sacred place, can you mess around?"

Xin Yi snorted, "Listen to your tone, do you really want to do something with the monitor?"

Zhou Chen chuckled and said, "It's hard to say what the squad leader said, but if it's about the demon sword, then I'll..."

"Dare to insult my goddess, I will fight with you, brothers, fuck him."

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Two days later, Zhou Chen handed a piece of paper to Zhao Yingnan.

"Squad leader, this is a song I wrote. Let's see if I can go to the gala."

Zhao Yingnan was surprised: "It's only been two days, and you wrote it so quickly?"

Zhou Chen said: "I just had some inspiration, so I wrote it out. In terms of quality, I personally think it's not bad."

Only then did Zhao Yingnan seriously look at the song on the paper, only to see that there were not only the lyrics, but also the composition, etc. on the paper, which made her unable to understand the professionalism at all, and only felt that it was ignorant.

"Goodbye, veteran."

Seeing the title of this song, Zhao Yingnan knew it must be about soldiers, so he read it patiently.

She can't understand the song, but she can understand the lyrics. She thinks the writing is very good and touching, but what is the effect of singing it? It's hard for him to say anything if she hasn't heard it.

"This song, is it a chorus?"

Zhou Chen said: "It can be regarded as a chorus. I am the lead singer, and a few people cooperate. As long as there are no problems on the spot, the effect should not be too bad."

The song Goodbye Veterans is a song that praises soldiers. Although it is not a golden song, the quality is not bad. When it is sung, it is definitely very passionate. If it is sung live to the soldiers, the effect will definitely be even more explosive.

"Then let's try it at night?" Zhao Yingnan asked tentatively.

"can."

"By the way, Zhou Chen, we asked Qiushui for the poem To the Oak Tree, and we are going to have a whole class recitation, because you have to prepare the program, so I didn't count you in, you just do your best to prepare your new song."

"no problem."

Zhou Chen couldn't wish for it, and he was really not interested in reciting modern poems with the large army.

This gala is a matter that the head of the army attaches great importance to. Originally, each school only needs to prepare one program, but Zhao Yingnan submitted two programs, which made the two instructors ecstatic.

As an instructor, if the school you lead performs well, you can give them extra points.

"Squad leader, there is actually something I want to ask for your help."

When she heard that Zhou Chen asked her for help, Zhao Yingnan was overjoyed. During this time, she knew that Zhou Chen was versatile, and became curious about Zhou Chen's uncontrollable behavior, and wanted to know more about Zhou Chen.

Now that Zhou Chen wanted her help, of course she would not refuse.

"What's the matter, just say it, as long as I can help, I promise not to refuse."

Zhou Chen: "I want to contribute to newspapers and magazines to earn some money, but I don't know how to send letters here, how to get stamps, and how long it will take, etc."

(End of this chapter)