red art soldier

Chapter 71

July 7th, that's right, today is the serialization time of the novel "The Big Sword Cuts Off the Devils' Heads" that I agreed with the beauty editor Zhang Meili.

Suddenly, the air defense siren sounded outside, breaking his thoughts.

Yes, today is July 7th, the day of the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, a memory of a major event in Chinese history, and a day of national humiliation for China.

Ye Chen clenched his fists. The little devil is still restless, and he does something from time to time. In order to let people remember that day and pay homage to the dead, the Licheng Military Region specially adopted the "People's Republic of China Air Defense Law". 》Established July 7 every year as the Civil Air Defense Day of the whole province, and the time is set at 7:11-30:12.

Following the 3-minute pre-warning siren, all the soldiers in the cafeteria stood up one after another, and solemnly saluted the five-star red flag seen outside the door.

This long-sounding siren alerts people at all times. The national humiliation cannot be forgotten. Distributing it should be a strong one. For the prosperity of the motherland, we must always remind ourselves to work hard.

11：40-11：43，又发出了长达3分钟的紧急警报。

11:50-11:53, the sound of the all-clearing alarm is heard.

After the alarm was contacted, the soldiers in the cafeteria began to eat again. At this time, an old man walked in from outside the cafeteria with Zhang Huanzhang, a teacher of the dance team, and then saw the "Donglu Evening News" Edited by Zhang Meili.

"Xiaochen! I heard that you were put into confinement as soon as you came back, and you were fined to be reformed in the cooking book. You didn't suffer much, did you?"

Ye Chen looked at the kind teacher Zhang Huan and said, "My Captain Zhang, Grandma Zhang, you are afraid that others will not know that I am a member of the art troupe!"

Zhang Meili on the side pouted her mouth and said: "Hey, this great writer Ye is afraid of losing face when he hits someone, but I contacted the photographer, Mr. Duan is an old-timer in our newspaper industry, and he told me everything Now, I don’t blame you, he asked me to take him to apologize for you, if he had known about this report, he would not have written it.”

Ye Chen smiled and said: "No one complains about this, besides, I also have that temper."

Zhang Huan said: "Hey, I also heard from Xiaoqin that the young man spoke lightly and said such things to Xiaoqin. According to my opinion, the young man lacks discipline, but since the military region has issued a notice , you should be wronged first, Commander Wu has been out of town, but Xiaoqin almost didn't blow up his father's phone."

Ye Chen smiled and said: "It's okay, Grandma Zhang, this is Grandpa Liu, right? Grandpa Liu, I really like the picture of mountains, rocks, water and birds you made, when can you give me a pair!"

Liu Qisheng looked at Ye Chen and smiled, "Come and sit with me when you are free. I will draw for you what you want. However, your novel "Big Sword Cuts the Devils' Heads" wrote Are you finished, remember to let me go through the manuscript first, and I will send it to the beautiful girl for you."

They chatted a few more words, and someone came in from outside the cafeteria. Ye Chen said embarrassedly: "Grandma Zhang, Grandpa Liu, look, why don't you wait for me to finish my work and report to you guys?" ?”

Zhang Meili chuckled, Zhang Huan then glared at Zhang Meili and said to Ye Chen: "I still have to report, there is nothing else. This newspaper was specially bought by Meili. I will give you a copy. The manuscript fee is in the envelope, by the way." , give us a meal, we will eat in the cafeteria."

Ye Chen prepared meals for them, and Fatty Hong knew that the two in front of him were well-known figures in the Licheng Military Region. Besides Liu Qisheng, who was a well-known military painter in the military circle, Zhang Huan was the former head of the art troupe. do not know.

After seeing the two, Fatty Hong gave them special care, and finally went to the kitchen to cook two small dishes for the two old people, but the two old people threw down 20 yuan after finishing their meal. Fatty Hong couldn't help but smile.

The conversation between Ye Chen, Zhang Huan and Liu Qisheng, everyone who ate in the cafeteria, heard clearly.

Especially Zhang Ke, who was holding today's "Donglu Evening News", looked at the newspaper in his hand, and then at Ye Chen who was eating in a white coat, and instantly understood that the author of his favorite novel was actually in sight.

At this moment, he really wanted to know whether the third son of the Song family and Mingzhu of the Lu family were together in the end. Of course, the most important thing was how the protagonist Song Yu embarked on the journey of the war of resistance.

Zhang Ke looked like a nymphomaniac, which made Zhao Yan beside him very puzzled and said: "Hey, Zhang Ke, you don't think you like that rice cooker!"

Zhang Ke was taken aback and said, "Zhao Yan, what are you talking about? Didn't you just hear Mr. Zhang Huan from the Art Troupe say that the novel "Big Knife Cuts Off the Devils' Heads" published in the newspaper is the little boy who cooks?" Did the guy write it? In other words, this person is Ye Chen, although he looks a bit shabby, he is also quite cute!"

……

Naturally, Ye Chen wouldn't notice what happened between the two little girls, his thoughts at the moment had already drifted into the envelope, how much money was in it?
After all, this is the first draft fee in his life, if he doesn't care, that would be nonsense!

Although the people in the cooking class learned from the conversation between Ye Chen and Zhang Huan, Ye Chen didn't seem to blame for the fight, but that person's status was a bit special, so he had to be punished.

"Xiaoye! According to Teacher Zhang, you really have another reason for beating someone!"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "That's the thing. That kid has gone too far, so I stopped. If I do it, I do it. Is it possible that time can go back, it's impossible! Even if it goes back , I will still fight what should be fought, to deal with that kind of scum, only fists are the last word."

Fatty Hong stopped quickly when he heard the words: "Come on, don't talk about it, if you continue to talk about it, if you have been in my cooking class for three years, then you still want to be a literary soldier!"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "Fuck it, how can I not do it! Not only do I want to act in a drama, but I also want to make a movie in the future, and my voice is not bad, can I sing when I'm free? That's right , and one more thing, I plan to write a drama about our cooking class, when the time comes, you guys will come to guest roles!"

Fatty Hong snorted and said, "Just your two brushes! By the way, I just heard what you said about "The Big Sword Slashes the Devils' Heads"?"

Ye Chen picked up the newspaper and said, "That's it. Didn't I sing the song "Big Knife Cuts off the Devils' Heads" in Hongxing Nursing Home? Then I wrote a novel based on this song. No, today first published edition,"

Fatty Hong took the newspaper and said, "Then I'll take a look and return it to you later!"

Ye Chen responded, and hurriedly said: "That squad leader..."

Fatty Hong turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

Ye Chen was a little embarrassed and said: "That monitor, can you return the envelope to me?"

"Envelope?" When Fatty Hong saw that he was picking up the newspaper, he took the envelope and said, "It's just an envelope, here you are!"

Ye Chen smiled and took the envelope and quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

This is an envelope, but not a simple envelope.

(End of this chapter)