Chapter 27: The squad leader who is really good at playing tricks.
"I'm good at singing."

Seeing the squad leader taking out the paper and handing it over, Yang Fan took a step forward, raised his hand and patted his chest, making a loud banging sound, quacking assurance.

He even rubbed his hands together and took the paper.

But when he unfolded it and saw the handwritten lyrics on it.

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and his confident expression just now was gone.

Chen Jun, who was standing behind him, saw that he was silent. He took a look and saw the wrinkles on the paper, so he guessed that it would take a long time to copy the lyrics.

This piece of paper was soaked with sweat after being kept in Wang Heng's pocket for a long time, causing the handwriting to be a little blurry.

However, Chen Jun was still able to recognize that these were the lyrics of the song "The Hardest Company" that was often sung in the army.

"Sing, are you mute?" Wang Heng waited impatiently after not hearing anything for a long time.

"Report to the monitor." Yang Fan scratched his head in embarrassment, looked at the lyrics on the paper, and said with a grimace: "I can only sing popular songs, such as the entire "The Sea", "Heartache 2009", and "Invisible Wings" There’s no problem with anything.”

"But I don't know how to sing this song."

Gao Mingming, who was equally active as Yang Fan, stood aside without saying a word. Obviously, he didn't know how to do it either.

"You can't sing but you can't read?" Wang Heng's eyes widened and he said loudly: "Others also listened and memorized it in their hearts, just those few lyrics back and forth."

"We'll go out for lunch later. In our Luyuan, whether you can successfully eat at the meal time does not depend on whether you are hungry or not, but on whether you can sing vigorously before the meal."

"I don't care what you were like before, but when you get here, you have to abide by the rules of the new training. When I play the song later, if I see someone who can't open his mouth, or fishes in troubled waters, he opens his mouth to fool me silently."

"Excuse me, I'll let you know what the rules are."

"Sing!!" Wang Heng finished training and stared at Yang Fan to see his performance.

Wang Heng was just lazy, and he copied the lyrics when the college gave them a group of monitors training before the freshman report.

He didn't want to go to the school office to print out a few more copies, so he just picked one person to sing it twice so that the new students in the class could become familiar with the lyrics.

At this time, Yang Fan looked at the lyrics in distress, cursing in his heart that he was really looking for trouble. No one else had taken the initiative to stand up just now, so he just rushed forward stupidly.

Now it's better, and he is regarded as a standout again.

After pondering for a while, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, wriggled his lips, and sang in a voice like a mosquito buzzing: "The company that has passed the test is the best soldier."

"Thoughts that are too hard are red."

The voice was so stammering that it made Chen Jun's head hurt when he heard it.

It doesn’t matter if the singing in the army is unpleasant or out of tune, the key is to make it loud.

What soldiers want is momentum, and they have to sing with great vigor. When the squad leader's eyes stand up, he will inevitably be scolded again.

Chen Jun took the initiative to answer loudly.

"A very strong bullet has eyes, a very strong bayonet is stained with blood."

"The impact is like a strong wind, holding on to the Iron Great Wall."

The sudden high-pitched sound startled a group of freshmen nearby.

She looked at Chen Jun in surprise, wondering why he suddenly started singing.

On the contrary, Wang Heng nodded approvingly, then stared at the others with a gloomy expression, and angrily said, "Why are you standing there in such a daze?"

“If you don’t know how to sing, how can you still skate along?”

"Everyone open their mouths and sing loudly." In dormitory 301, the singing mixed with the roaring, frightened a group of freshmen. Only then did they realize that Chen Jun was helping to rescue them.

Under the monitor's glaring, diamond-like eyes, who dared to neglect? They all gathered in front of Yang Fan. The six of them pulled a piece of paper, looked at the lyrics, and kept up with the rhythm of Chen Jun's singing.

The first two times the sound was uneven and somewhat out of tune.

But after Wang Heng slapped and kicked everyone and "encouraged" everyone except Chen Jun, the singing became much louder.

The entire dormitory, even the entire third floor, was surrounded by this off-key singing.

Wang Heng adjusted his collar with satisfaction, raised his hand to adjust his hat, tightened his belt, and strode to the door of the dormitory.

With his hands on his hips, he walked slowly to dormitory 302 next door. Seeing that the monitor next door was still lecturing, he deliberately coughed twice and stepped hard on the ground with his 07-style leather shoes.

The proud look was like a child showing off the candy in his hand, for fear that others would not notice him.

From where Chen Jun was, he happened to be able to see the squad leader's little movements in the corridor through the window, and he felt speechless.

It seems that the squad leader they were assigned this time is not as eager to compete. They only sang songs in one dormitory, because they started here first, their voices were louder, and they could all sing.

It is conceivable that competition may become more intense in the future.

The competition among the monitors will completely extend to the freshmen.

Sure enough, not long after they started singing, the same deafening singing came from the third floor and even other floors, accompanied by the loud urging roars of the monitors.

Chen Jun no longer paid attention to the outside world and took the lead in singing over and over again.

The pre-dinner song in the army is a kind of inheritance. Although it is not explicitly recorded in the regulations, many units will continue this rule.

Especially among the recruits, it is an important link. The purpose is to maintain the collective nature of the recruits and understand the collective honor from the pre-dinner song.

It doesn't matter what the song is. Chen Jun took the lead at first. Later, because the song was sung in a loop for too long, other people in the dormitory took turns taking the lead after they became familiar with the lyrics.

After singing for more than twenty minutes, my throat was almost hoarse and my whole body was numb from singing.

Wang Heng then came over, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's pause for a moment."

When Chen Jun and the others stopped shouting and coughed slightly while holding their throats, Wang Heng took out his watch from his pocket and took a look.

He continued: "Tell me about the dining rules of Luyuan. Later, the monitor in charge of duty will blow the whistle downstairs. That is the signal to gather for lunch."

"When you hear the signal, one person from each class will be on duty. He will first go to the cafeteria to prepare meals for his class. After preparing meals, he should stand by the table in the cafeteria hall and don't run around."

"Let me take care of my small duty today." Wang Heng pointed at Yang Fan.

"Go and gather when you hear the whistle. Someone will take you to the cafeteria and tell you what to do."

"The rest of you have heard clearly. Today's noon is the first time that our division has gathered in the cafeteria for dinner. Pre-dinner singing is essential."

"The canteen that goes downstairs and turns left for 200 meters and then turns right is the canteen assigned to our first, second and third divisions during the new training period."

"I'll lead the team over later. Don't worry about the other classes. When it's time to sing, just sing at the top of your lungs."

"At that time, the district captain and grade captain will come to inspect. Whichever class is louder and more energetic will be able to eat in the cafeteria first."

"It was just a warm-up, and later it will be a competition for the entire division. If anyone slips up, let me find out."

"Hmph. You should understand what I mean." Wang Heng's words were filled with threats, and he glanced around sharply.

Chen Jun didn't say a word, and the others were almost adapted to the threat, and nodded quickly to show that they understood.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like