China Entertainment 2004

Chapter 30

"My friends, this little girl is 23 years old. My dad forced me to go on a blind date just after graduating from university. He found me a matchmaking company and introduced several partners. I don't know how she is... Hey, you can use music here. Give me a hint and let me know you're ready."

"Okay, let's use "Two Butterflies". After I change my clothes, I will play "Two Butterflies."

In the rental house, Jiang Yu and Jia Lin were speaking to each other.

In the script written by Jiang Yu, it is easier for Jia Lin to act, because according to cross talk, she is a fan, just sit on a blind date, and the jokes are mainly on boys.

Jia Lin had four kisses, and Jiang Yu will play four roles by herself.

In order to distinguish the characters, it is necessary to change clothes at the end of the stage. Jia Lin has to support the gap in the middle by herself. After Jiang Yu finishes changing clothes, the next blind date will begin.

The two rehearsed for a while and felt that there was no problem.

The two of them usually have a tacit understanding, just act according to the script.

"This is for you," Jia Lin stuffed a black plastic bag for Jiang Yu.

"What?" Jiang Yu opened it and saw that it was a stack of aunt's towels, "Why give me this?"

"I'll give you a bag to save you from wearing it out during military training."

Jiang Yu: ...

This female hooligan.

"Okay, it's for your insoles." Jialin laughed.

The soles of military training shoes are very hard. Standing in a military posture for a day, your feet will hurt to death.

Put a layer of aunt towel on the sole of the shoe, it will be much more comfortable.

Jiang Yu returned to the dormitory silently with a bag of aunt's towels.

"Come back sooner, the door closes at eleven o'clock in the evening, and the lights are turned off at 11:30," said Uncle Qin, the concierge of the boys' dormitory, who was about to close the door.

"Okay, sir," Jiang Yu hurried upstairs.

"Jiang Yu, look at this," Xiao Bing showed him a pink bag with a mysterious expression on his face.

"Aunt towel?"

"Yes, hey, how do you use this?" He tore off a piece and stuck it on the sole of the shoe, "It's so sticky, won't it hurt when you tear it off?"

Jiang Yu looked at him like a fool, "This is pasted on the pants."

"Ah, is it?" Xiao Bing looked confused.

Jiang Yu shook his head.

Adolescent boys are curious about everything about the opposite sex, shy and restless.

He also came here back then.

Zhang Wei said again: "I heard that every girl should have a lipstick as a coming-of-age gift when she is around. Do you know what a boy's coming-of-age gift is?"

Xiao Bing asked: "What?"

Zhang Wei looked enigmatic, "Have you ever seen a condom?"

Xiao Bing shook his head honestly, "No."

"Jiang Yu, what about you?"

Jiang Yu sighed, "Is this what you're talking about?"

He opened the drawer, and there was a full drawer, including ultra-thin and spiral ones, and there were many styles.

It was all opened by him from the lucky bag.

"Fuck!"

The two spoke in unison and cast admiring gazes.

"Positive energy value from Xiao Bing, +35!"

"Positive energy value from Zhang Wei, +25!"

Jiang Yu casually grabbed a handful and shared it with the two of them, thus establishing his future "boss" status.

The two younger brothers received the reward from the big boss with both hands, and they adored it endlessly.

"I hope you two can use it soon," Jiang Yu teased.

He knows this group of adolescent boys too well, sometimes he talks about driving like an old driver, but in fact he hasn't even touched a girl's breasts, he is so pure.

"It will definitely," Xiao Bing was excited.

Zhang Wei was also very excited, and suddenly said: "Hey, Jiang Yu, you have so many condoms, have you never used them?"

Jiang Yu paused.

"If you've used it, you definitely wouldn't save a drawer." Zhang Wei added a knife.

Jiang Yu: ...

your sister.

Jiang Yu silently closed the drawer.

This is a sad story.

……

In Jiang Yu's view, military training is just a boring and torturous game
Standing in a military posture, kicking forward, playing military boxing, and boring tug-of-war games...

For a young man like Zhang Wei, he may still have a bit of enthusiasm, but for an old bird like Jiang Yu, he lives on his fingers every day.

Suffering ah.

But looking at these guys, sweating and unrestrainedly venting their youthful energy, Jiang Yu was a little moved.

It was a youthful frivolity he had lost long ago.

August [-]th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The school sent supplies, and each person added a chicken leg at night, which somewhat comforted Jiang Yu—the food at the military training base was really bad, with no meat at all.

During the lunch break at noon, Jiang Yu was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. Zhang Wei rushed in and pushed him awake: "Lao Jiang, can you sing? There will be a party at night, and each class will have a show."

Jiang Yu turned over and said without thinking, "No."

"Teacher Bai said that those who will be on the show in the evening will rehearse in the afternoon, and they won't have to do exercises later."

Jiang Yu turned back again, "I can."

"Will it happen?" Zhang Wei was fascinated by him.

"I can also give a show," a boy suddenly stood up and said, "I can play the violin."

Jiang Yu took a glance and saw that it was another boy in their class, a tall, handsome man named He Huan, who seemed to be from a pretty good family background.

Zhang Wei scratched his head, "How can there be a violin in military training now?"

He Huan said: "It's okay, I can ask my driver to bring it over, it should be in time."

Zhang Wei looked at Jiang Yu, then at He Huan, "Then why don't you two make a show together?"

Jiang Yu just wanted to say, then I won't participate.

He Huan said plainly: "I can play the violin solo, but I can't accompany others. Does he sing well?"

Jiang Yu couldn't bear it anymore, got up and said, "I think my singing is better than my speaking."

"Uh," Zhang Wei was a little embarrassed.

He actually didn't think about it that much, but he was the class monitor, and Teacher Bai asked him to find someone to put on the show. The first thing he thought of was Jiang Yu, after all, they all lived in the same dormitory.

And in his opinion, putting on a show is a thankless task, so he told Jiang Yu in a begging tone.

Unexpectedly, this could still compete.

"Would you two have a PK?" Xiao Bing popped up from the upper bunk and asked, completely watching the excitement and not thinking it was a big deal.

Jiang Yu said seriously: "I'm not talented. I once released a single. Have you heard of "Old Boy"?"

Zhang Wei shook his head, "No."

"You haven't even heard of the old boy, it's so old-fashioned," Xiao Bing said on the upper bunk, "That song is very popular, and some people in our class secretly copied the lyrics."

"Is it hot?"

Xiao Bing showed an air of disdain to argue.

"You sang "Old Boy"? Then you are..." He Huan asked in surprise.

Jiang Yu cupped his hands and said, "The fish in the little yellow croaker group is right here."

He Huan choked for a moment.

It would have been all right if he hadn't heard the song "Old Boy," but it was embarrassing that he had, and was very moved at night.

He can't be unconscionable, let alone that he can't sing well.

"Then you can sing well," He Huan left a sentence, turned and went back to bed to sleep.

Jiang Yu said: "Come on, let me thank you for your driver."

He Huan looked at him strangely, "Why thank me for our driver?"

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "There's no need to come all the way to deliver the violin."

He Huan: "..."

"Negative energy value from He Huan, +10!"

Seeing that Jiang Yu had settled He Huan, Xiao Bing immediately got off the bed, rushed to Jiang Yu's side, and flattered him: "Boss, the old boy is singing by two people, let's sing together."

"I don't have any objections," Jiang Yu said indifferently.

"Okay then, it's just you two," Zhang Wei finished the task, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Only Xiao Bing was left excited alone, as if he succeeded in chasing stars.

Jiang Yu was also very happy.

Oye, there is no need for training this afternoon.

In the afternoon, everyone else in the dormitory went out for training. Jiang Yu and Xiao Bing slept until three o'clock before going to the small playground to rehearse.

Xiao Bing said: "Teacher Bai just brought two guitars here. Let's go there now. I don't know if we can get our turn."

"Which Teacher Bai?"

"Our counselor, Teacher Bai."

"Then our principal's surname is Gao?"

"That's right, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Jiang Yu laughed.

The two came to the small playground, where a row of sycamore trees were planted, and a few students were hiding under the shade of the trees and rehearsing the show.

It seems that the two of them are not the only ones who want to take advantage of the rehearsal program to avoid laziness.

"Hey, you two are here too," Mi Yang, wearing a camouflage uniform and ponytail, was dancing with the two girls, waving hello.

Xiao Bing's face was reddish, he lowered his head, and his eyes never left his chest.

Jiang Yu gave him an elbow silently, "Be more reserved."

Then he said to Yang Mi: "Our squad leader gave up the program, we two are going to sing a song."

"Sing what?"

"Sing..." Jiang Yu originally wanted to rap "Old Boy", but after thinking about it, this song is too sad, so it's better to have a cheerful song.

"Bing'er, do you listen to the Tang Dynasty band?"

Xiao Bing shook his head, "I've never heard of it."

"It's okay, he has a song that you must have heard."

"What song is it?"

"The Internationale!"

As long as this song plays, we are all Dawalishi.

(End of this chapter)