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Chapter 288 Qiu Shui is cowardly, Zhou Chen takes the stage

After hearing Qiu Shui's words, Xin Yi asked with a puzzled expression: "Qiu Shui, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you have food on your body? That's not right, Xiao Hong just turned over, and you have nothing to eat on your body."

Qiu Shui chuckled and said, "I don't have anything to eat, but it doesn't mean I can't get food. Xin Yi, Xiao Bai, Zhou Chen, let's go out and take you to find something delicious."

Both Xin Yi and Gu Ming asked, "Can you really get something delicious?"

Only Zhou Chen refused: "No need, I will perform later, but Qiushui, I can remind you, don't mess around, let alone steal things."

He knew that Qiushui wanted to steal Instructor Sun's canned beef, and he didn't agree with Qiushui's approach.

No matter what kind of person Sun Jianjun is, those canned beef are indeed saved by someone who has worked hard for a year. In the TV series, they were served by Qiushui and the others. In the end, he did not react too strongly, which shows that Instructor Sun is actually a good person.

Qiu Shui: "Fuck, Zhou Chen, are you the roundworm in my stomach?"

Zhou Chen said: "Qiu Shui, I am fully aware of your little thoughts. I advise you to stay here honestly, or I will report you."

"Shouldn't you be so ruthless? We're brothers. Besides, I'm doing this for everyone's benefit." Qiu Shui cried out depressedly.

Zhou Chen: "Don't talk so much nonsense, if you run away, you will come to me to sing later, who will help you?"

Hearing this, Xin Yi and Gu Ming nodded one after another.

"Yes, Qiu Shui, we can't bully Zhou Chen. Although he is sometimes very hurtful, he has helped us a lot."

At the end, Xin Yi added: "The point is, his novels are good-looking, and I'm still looking forward to the next update. Don't offend him."

"You two are really stupid, I have nothing to say to you."

Qiu Shui pointed at the two of them bitterly, but the next moment, his expression became extremely flattering.

"Listen to you, Zhou Chen, I just don't know when you will teach me how to write novels?"

Zhou Chen said: "I'll teach you when I'm free."

Qiu Shui showed him a graffiti work before. This guy is really talented. There are a total of [-] words, but more than half of them are pornographic descriptions.

But I have to admit that Qiushui does have talent in this area. At least with Zhou Chen's vision of nearly 30 years ahead, he can watch with relish.

If it is put on the Internet of later generations, then Qiu Shui will definitely become a master in this field, and can compete with the author Bai Jie.

Zhou Chen doesn't comment on rhetoric, but on the plot, Qiu Shui's writing is really a mess, there is no rhythm at all, and the connection between the front and the back is usually inconsistent, making it unclear what he wants to express.

Well, of course, this is based on a normal novel, and if it is measured by that kind of novel, then all the problems are not a problem.

But Qiushui dreamed of publishing his novel articles in newspapers and magazines, so there were really too many areas for improvement.

Because of Zhou Chen's warning, Qiu Shui was honest this time, and did not take Xin Yi and Gu Ming to the instructor to steal canned beef.

After a while, the belated troop chief finally arrived. At this moment, the hall is full of seats.

Everyone turned their heads curiously, wanting to see who the late army chief was, but Zhao Yingnan's expression changed slightly when he saw it.

The belated chief is Zhao Yingnan's father, the chief of staff of the army, and the chief of the deputy division level.

After Chief of Staff Zhao sat down, he first cared about the situation of the students, and after learning from his subordinates that the students had already eaten, he asked someone to announce the official start of the gala.

With the two hosts on stage, the National Day Gala kicked off.

The two hosts are from Peking University and Minda University. There is no way. In this respect, Renhe Medical College cannot compete with these top universities in China.

After the two hosts, one male and one female, came to the stage, they first gave a military salute, and then began to host.

"Respected leaders, instructors, dear students, good evening everyone."

With a burst of intense applause, the two hosts became more energetic, gave another speech, and then began the performance.

The program of Renhe Medical College was relatively late, so Zhou Chen and the others sat there and watched the performance on the stage.

Although Zhou Chen has experienced decades of life and watched countless programs, he still enjoys watching them at this moment.

As expected, they are college students who can be admitted to Yanjing prestigious schools. Apart from their studies, these people are not bad at all in terms of literature and art. The rehearsal of the program is very good, which is much more exciting than many fancy talent shows in later generations.

The applause in the great hall was even louder one after another, and after each program ended, there would be warm applause.

Even the army leaders sitting in the middle were all smiling and very satisfied.

With the end of one program after another, Zhao Yingnan and Hopu stood up and directed everyone to go to the backstage, and they will soon perform at their school.

"Zhou Chen, your show is right behind us, you can go backstage with us too." Zhao Yingnan whispered to Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen nodded: "OK."

So the students of Renhe Medical College went to the backstage, ready to start their debut.

Because Qiushui and the others did not leave, there was no accident in the following recitation. Under the leadership of Zhao Yingnan and Hopu, the recitation program ended perfectly.

Group recitation is not the only recitation program in this gala, there is another university that also performed group recitation.

In all fairness, the performance levels of the two schools are actually about the same, except that one chooses ancient poetry and the other chooses modern poetry, so they are evenly matched.

But compared with the programs of Beijing University and Huaqing, aside from external factors, there is still a gap.

After the recitation, it was time for Zhou Chen to sing.

Led by Zhou Chen, a total of thirteen people came on stage in order. Zhou Chen stood at the front, and behind them stood in two rows, six men and six women.

It is now 92 years, and there is no later generation of instruments that allow Zhou Chen to record background music, so he can only sing with his own voice. The atmosphere of the scene is definitely not as good as that of later generations, but now he can only make do with it.

As soon as Zhou Chen and the others took the stage, the leaders sitting in their seats began to discuss.

The head of the regiment in charge of military training introduced to Chief of Staff Zhao in a low voice: "Chief, the next program will be interesting."

"Interesting? What's the point?"

Chief of Staff Zhao's tone was rather peculiar. He was very interested when he heard what his subordinates said.

The group leader said: "This is a song written by the students themselves, and it is related to the army. I heard it during the rehearsal before, and it feels very good."

Chief of Staff Zhao was surprised: "The songs written by the students themselves are still related to the army. Are all the college students now so good?"

There are still very few college students in this era, let alone such famous domestic universities. Although Chief of Staff Zhao is a high-ranking military official, he still values ​​college students.

It's just that college students can write military songs, which still surprises him.

"Chief, Sun Jianjun confirmed with your daughter that this song was indeed written by a boy named Zhou Chen in their class, the male student standing in front of the stage."

"Oh, really?"

Chief of Staff Zhao became more interested, and opened his eyes wide to look at Zhou Chen on the stage.

(End of this chapter)