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Zhao Yingnan said: "It's okay, you can write a poem and we can recite it together as a class."

Zhou Chen shook his head and said, "No, no, I can write songs and sing, but I really can't recite poetry."

“Can you write and sing songs?”

Zhao Yingnan widened her eyes and looked at Zhou Chen in disbelief. If Zhou Chen had just said he could sing, she would not have been surprised, but Zhou Chen actually said he could write songs, which made her feel it was too incredible.

Zhou Chen suddenly regretted that he had blurted out that he could write songs. Looking at Zhao Yingnan's expression, it was now difficult for him to refuse, so he could only nod.

"I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 284 Selection of Performance Program

"That's great."

Zhao Yingnan was overjoyed. She had been worrying about what program to prepare, but now that Zhou Chen could write poems and sing songs, she didn't have to worry at all.

"Zhou Chen, you have this talent. Our school is relying on you for this party."

"Well, okay, I can prepare a program, as long as it's related to music."

Zhou Chen did not postpone it any further. In this era, he did not need to keep a low profile. People with abilities would be respected, and there was no harm in becoming famous early.

"The music is good. Are you going to sing solo or in a chorus? But Huaqing's signature is the chorus. If we sing in a chorus, we may not be able to beat them."

"I can sing solo or chorus, but I don't know what type of song to prepare? Love, family, or something related to soldiers?"

Zhao Yingnan was even more surprised: "You can write so many types of songs?"

She didn't know the music creator, but she felt that it was not easy to write one genre. How old was Zhou Chen? Could he write so many genres?

She was a little suspicious.

Zhou Chen saw Zhao Yingnan's doubt, but did not explain. He just said confidently: "You can doubt me in other aspects, but you can't question me when it comes to music. If I say I can do it, then I can do it."

Looking at Zhou Chen, who exuded strong confidence, Zhao Yingnan felt as if she was enveloped by an aura that made her a little dazed.

Confident and domineering.

This is what Zhao Yingnan felt from Zhou Chen, and perhaps he could also add the word talent.

After thinking for a while, she said, "We are in the military camp now. If possible, it is better to choose songs related to soldiers for the party."

"Is it related to the military? Okay, I'll think about it and give you an answer within three days at the latest."

"Are you going to sing solo or in chorus?"

"I'll try to write a song that can be sung together," Zhou Chen replied.

"But to be on the safe side, I think we can still have another program. The modern poetry recitation you mentioned before is good. For this, you can ask someone to find Qiu Shui. This guy has collected quite a few poems."

Zhao Yingnan asked: "You can also write poetry, right? Why don't you use what you wrote?"

Zhou Chen: "Although I can write, I also need to give everyone a chance to show their talents."

Zhao Yingnan thought about it, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll send someone to find Qiu Shui tomorrow."

"Then let's go."

"Okay, I'll turn off the light."

Zhou Chen and Zhao Yingnan were walking on the road to the dormitory. It was already night, and the bright yellow light lengthened their shadows a lot.

"Zhou Chen, I'm curious. Since you can write songs and sing, why don't you apply to an art school, but a medical school instead?"

Zhou Chen replied: "Let me put it this way, writing songs and singing are my hobbies, and studying medicine is my ideal."

"understood."

Zhao Yingnan said he understood, "Like me, my father insisted that I join the army, but I just wanted to be an angel in white, so I applied to Renhe Medical College."

"Doctors are really good. They can save the dying and the wounded. We all need doctors to deal with the sickness, aging, and death."

The profession of doctor is indeed indispensable. People may not study, but they cannot avoid getting sick. There will never be a shortage of patients in hospitals.

"Yes, I think so too. Doctors are great, and I want to be a great doctor in the future."

"If you have ambition, I believe you can do it." Zhou Chen gave Zhao Yingnan a thumbs up.

As they were talking, they arrived in front of the dormitory building.

Before leaving, Zhao Yingnan said to Zhou Chen: "Zhou Chen, if you encounter any problems when writing songs, you can come to me directly. I will do my best to help you."

"Okay, no problem, thank you."

As soon as Zhou Chen entered the dormitory, he saw several pairs of eyes staring at him, as if they were judging a prisoner.

"What are you doing? What are you all looking at me with?"

Qiu Shui slammed the table and shouted, "Zhou Chen, tell the truth."

Xinyi said, "Yes, tell the truth."

Gu Ming: "Are you and the squad leader in a relationship?"

"Zhou Chen, leniency will be shown to those who confess, severity will be shown to those who resist."

Zhou Chen chuckled, "You guys are so serious, but it turns out you're just gossiping. You're really something."

Qiu Shui slammed the table again and shouted, "Don't talk about other things. Tell me what your relationship with the monitor is. What did you two do in the classroom in the middle of the night?"

"hehe."

"You all really have nothing to do. If I really wanted to do something, I wouldn't choose to do it in the classroom. The classroom is such a sacred place, how can I mess around?"

Xin Yi snorted, "From your tone, do you really want to do something with the squad leader?"

Zhou Chen laughed and said, "It's hard to say what the squad leader said, but if it's the demon sword, then I will..."

"I will fight you if you dare to insult my goddess. Brothers, let's beat him."

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Two days later, Zhou Chen handed a piece of paper to Zhao Yingnan.

"Monitor, this is a song I wrote. Please see if it can be performed at the party."

Zhao Yingnan was surprised and asked, "It's only been two days, and you wrote it so quickly?"

Zhou Chen said: "I just had some inspiration, so I wrote it down. As for the quality, I personally think it's not bad."

Zhao Yingnan then looked at the song on the paper carefully. She saw that the paper not only contained the lyrics, but also the music composition, etc. It was so professional that she couldn't understand it at all. She just felt it was impressive.

"Goodbye, veteran."

When Zhao Yingnan saw the title of the song, he knew it must be a song about soldiers, so he watched it patiently.

She couldn't understand the music, but she could understand the lyrics. She thought it was well-written and touching, but she couldn't say what the effect would be when sung, as she hadn't heard it yet.

"Is this song a chorus?"

Zhou Chen said: "It can be considered a chorus. I will be the lead singer, and a few others will help. As long as there are no problems on the scene, the effect should not be too bad."

The song Goodbye, Veteran is a song praising soldiers. Although it is not a golden song, its quality is still good. It is absolutely passionate when singing it. The effect will definitely be more explosive when singing it live to the soldiers.

"Then let's try it at night?" Zhao Yingnan asked tentatively.

"can."

"By the way, Zhou Chen, we asked Qiu Shui for the poem Dedicated to the Oak Tree and are going to have a class recitation. Since you have to prepare for the program, I didn't include you in the class. Just focus on preparing your new song."

"no problem."

Zhou Chen was more than happy to do so, but he really had no interest in reciting modern poetry along with the rest of the group.

The military leaders attached great importance to this gala. Originally, each school only needed to prepare one program, but Zhao Yingnan signed up for two programs, which made the two instructors ecstatic.

As an instructor, if the school you teach performs well, you can give them extra points.

"Squad leader, I actually have something I want to ask you for help with."

When Zhao Yingnan heard that Zhou Chen wanted her help with something, she was immediately delighted. During this period of time, she knew that Zhou Chen was multi-talented and she became uncontrollably curious about him and wanted to know more about him.

Now that she heard Zhou Chen wanted her help, she certainly wouldn't refuse.

"Whatever it is, just tell me. As long as I can help, I promise I won't refuse."

Zhou Chen: "I want to contribute to newspapers and magazines to make some money, but I don't know how to send letters here, how to get stamps, how long it will take, etc."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 285: Ways to make money, the old business

"I can earn money by submitting articles. Are you short of money?"

Zhao Yingnan asked in surprise.

Zhou Chen: "Who doesn't need money? There are also canteens in the military camp. I need money to buy books, food and drinks. The consumption in big cities is much higher than that in our small city. I can't think of many ways to make money. I can write some poems and novels. If they can be published, I can make some money."

Zhao Yingnan felt relieved. In fact, in this era, except for a small number of families, most families are not rich.

Even in her family, her father is the chief of staff in the military camp, but in fact the family conditions are very ordinary. They are not short of money, but they are not rich either.

She is no longer a child and is more mature than many of her peers. She understands Zhou Chen's desire to make money.

"Okay, I'll go ask for you later. If you send a letter, there should be no problem."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. We are classmates, so we should help each other."

In the next few days, in addition to military training, Zhao Yingnan and Hou Pu led people to train at night. As for Zhou Chen, he practiced singing. Because of the need, he also borrowed a few people from the class to play supporting roles for him.

Several people in the dormitory had a big fuss about this matter. They had to fight for the spot and finally held a competition to decide the final candidate.

The reason why they are so enthusiastic is more because.

When reciting poems, they need to memorize them all without any mistakes. But it is different when singing with Zhou Chen. There is very little need for them to recite, and they don't need to practice too much. They can complete the task easily.

Practicing singing is really a piece of cake for Zhou Chen. He doesn’t have to release an album or single anyway, he just needs to sing live. After practicing for three days, he became familiar with it.

There are still a few days left before National Day. During this period, Zhou Chen did not read medical books, but devoted himself to "creation".

Zhao Yingnan was indeed dissatisfied with her efficiency, and not long after, she brought good news to Zhou Chen.

Although the military camp does not allow students to leave without permission, they can still send letters, but it costs money to do so.

However, Zhao Yingnan patted her chest and assured her that this was just a small matter. When the time comes, just give the letter to her and she will help mail it out.

After hearing this, Zhou Chen did not hesitate to say, "Squad Leader, thank you so much. If I can make money, I will definitely treat you to a big meal."

Zhao Yingnan smiled and said, "Then I'll be waiting for your feast."

To be honest, she knew that Zhou Chen had literary talent, but she didn't think that Zhou Chen could make money by submitting articles. She certainly wouldn't say anything to discourage him.

"The gala will be held in three days. The recitation is ready. How are you doing?"

Zhou Chen said: "It's almost ready. As long as you cooperate with me, there will be no problems."

"That's good."

Zhao Yingnan's face gradually widened with smile. This time, their Renhe Medical College had signed up for two programs. If both were a great success, they would definitely be able to surpass the programs of other universities.

"I believe in your ability. You will surely make a big splash when the time comes."

Seeing Zhao Yingnan raising her fist to cheer him on, Zhou Chen chuckled. This Zhao Yingnan seemed to be very capable and straightforward in her work style, but in fact, she was also very feminine.

"Thank you."

I don’t know if Zhou Chen’s self-introduction before the military training worked, but during this period of military training, Dai Bingzhong and Sun Jianjun did not deliberately cause trouble for him or make things difficult for him.

Of course, perhaps it was also because he was the best trained one in the entire class, even better than Zhao Yingnan, so they didn't find an excuse.

Although Zhao Yingnan has been in the army for many years, Zhou Chen's physical fitness and learning ability are particularly strong. After a few days of military training, he has mastered the essence. No matter what kind of training it is, he can complete it the fastest.

However, Qiu Shui, who often wandered off during military training, was repeatedly punished by Dai Bingzhong and was extremely miserable.

But Qiu Shui also has a problem. He clearly doesn't want to be taught a lesson, but he always procrastinates and always gives the instructor a reason.

"I'm so tired. This damn instructor made me run three more laps today. If I continue like this, I don't think I'll be able to finish the military training."

Qiu Shui fell on the bed like a puddle of mud. He was punished again today and made to run three more laps. He didn't dare to complain at the time, but started cursing after he came back.