I shouldn't be beaten by a hatchet

Chapter 163
The military vehicles galloped on the Gobi, rolling up a large area of ​​gray sand.

Yeran was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, while Ye Wudi was reclined in the back seat, already snoring.

During the period of living outside, it was too tiring for her, so she could only take advantage of the gap to catch up on sleep.

Yan Beiyou shrank back, pressed against the back tightly, relaxed his tired body, turned his head to look at Ye Ran, and said, "Ye Ran, you created the song Hua Guojun Soul!"

"Yes!"

Ye Ran answered very confidently.

"Well, I haven't heard it before. I suggest you go back and register the copyright of the song. Otherwise, it would be a pity if such a good song is stolen by others."

"Copyright, I will!"

Ye Ran nodded slowly. If the other party hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have considered it. After all, he just wrote it to sing to the people around him, and recalled the past life by the way, and didn't think about relying on it. to profit.

However, the copyright issue really needs to be resolved. Although it is not created by myself, it is also a masterpiece of my fellow villagers.

But the villagers have limited abilities, and there is no way for them to run around defending their rights.

As a fellow countryman, he has the responsibility and obligation to stand up and help, temporarily keep the copyright of the song in his own name, and return the proceeds to others when he has the opportunity to go back someday.

Well, if there is a chance to go back!
"You can contact me after registration, I want to promote this song in the army!" Yan Beiyou said lightly while controlling the steering wheel.

Hearing this, Ye Ran subconsciously sat up straight, looked at the woman's resolute side face, and said in surprise, "Really, this is a good thing!"

"Well, but there shouldn't be much in terms of copyright fees."

"It's okay, Sister Yan, I don't need copyright fees, it's my honor to have the opportunity to promote songs in the military ranks!"

This is not his humble speech. You must know that the most expensive part of many things from production to profit is often the advertising fee. There are also many artists who are even willing to spend money in their pockets in order to show their faces on large-scale programs, just to increase their popularity.

Not only that, military promotion will give it a layer of red brilliance than ordinary promotion, which has unimaginable benefits for both the song and the author.

So Yan Beiyou didn't pay the copyright fee, not only was he not taking advantage of him, but he was giving him a big gift.

Yan Beiyou naturally understood the reasoning behind it, she nodded slightly, refocused her attention on the car, and began to think about how to promote the Hua Guojun Soul in her mind.

Such an excellent song will definitely be accepted by the soldiers. Just listening to it will make people feel excited. If it is played before the war, it may even increase the combat effectiveness of the soldiers.

Ah!
It started from the military region she was in, and then gradually extended to all the troops in Huaguo.

……

It was noon when they left the barracks, and by the time they arrived at the airport, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Adding in the time of the plane, it was estimated that it would be the early morning of the next day when they returned home.

"Sister Yan, I'm so sorry to trouble you to deliver it yourself!" Ye Ran thanked.

Let Yan Beiyou drive to see them off, probably not many people can be found in the whole country.

"Ok!"

Yan Beiyou was thanked calmly. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Ye Wudi who had fallen asleep like a dead pig, stopped Ye Ran who was about to get out of the car, and said, "Xiao Ran, wait!"

"Sister Yan, what else do you want?"

Ye Ran stopped opening the door, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Well, you have called my sister for two days, and then I will give you a gift!"

"what gift!"

"Here, this guy!"

As Yan Beiyou said, he took out a delicate silver pistol from the holster at his waist and crotch, and handed it to Yeran.

"This... gun!"

Ye Ran was dumbfounded in shock at first, but was immediately replaced by joy, and her eyes fell on the gun body greedily.

If you say you don't like it, it must be a lie. In the previous life, which boy has never fantasized about owning a pistol of his own.

But he still looked away reluctantly, shook his head regretfully and said, "Sister Yan, forget it, guns are banned here, I..."

"It's okay, you can go to the local National Security Bureau to register. This gun has my number, and they will know it as soon as they check it."

Yan Beiyou interrupted him directly, and continued to push the gun into his arms: "Take it if you like it, and keep it for self-defense. There are only seven bullets in it, all with numbers, and they will be gone when they are used up!"

"OK then!"

Hearing what she said, Ye Ran dispelled the worries in her heart, couldn't hold back her surprise anymore, grabbed it and kept playing with it in her hands.

The gun type is the latest silver Desert Eagle. The gun body is very light, about the weight of a can of Coke. The material is cold to the touch, and it is very comfortable to hold in the palm of your hand.

"Xiao Ran, have you ever heard an idiom called Lan Yan Bo Ming!"

Seeing Ye Ran's happy face, like a child getting a toy that he has loved for many years, a smile appeared on Yan Beiyou's cold and pretty face.

"Lan Yan is unlucky, which means that many handsome boys in history are prone to many misfortunes in their lives, and often end up with a bad ending!"

"I know this word, but I don't quite understand what you mean by it?" Ye Ran stopped playing with the gun and looked at her suspiciously.

"You may not be aware that the reason why Lanyan's fate has been passed down from ancient times to the present is actually in line with the objective laws of the development of things."

"From a scientific point of view, handsome boys will always arouse the desire to conquer strong females, making them in a state of wandering for most of their lives, until they grow old and fading."

"And if you look at it from a metaphysical point of view, things that are too perfect will always attract the jealousy of the heavens, and they want to send disasters to destroy them."

Seeing Yan Beiyou's solemn statement of argument with dialectical thinking, Yeran's mouth twitched vigorously.

Although he does not want to believe it from the bottom of his heart, recalling all kinds of past experiences, including the "Li Xiaoying incident", seems to confirm this point of view.

It seemed to make a little sense, no wonder he always felt that he was unlucky, with the "unlucky" physique of provoking bad women and bad men.

He half-believed and said: "Sister Yan, I know!"

"Well, so, you must pay attention to safety. Apart from relying on yourself, the most important thing is to find a good girl who can protect you in the future. Don't be like me, even your own..."

Seemingly recalling the pain point again, she shook her head sadly, and said, "Forget it, the gun belt is ready, you take this temporary gun permit, and wait until you enter the airport, okay, you guys go!"

"Okay, let's go then!"

Ye Ran didn't think too much about the idea of ​​"a blue face with a poor life". He put the holster on his waist, covered it with his shirt, got out of the car and forcibly dragged Ye Wudi up.

"Then sister Yan, let's go, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Yan Beiyou was not in a good mood, but she still squeezed out a smile and watched Yeran and the two leave...

(End of this chapter)