After a week of military training in prison, Chen Hansheng ushered in the first Sunday of this newly laid veteran company. This rare Sunday is the best opportunity for others to rest, and it is also an opportunity for a tired body to recuperate. But for Chen Hansheng, it is not an opportunity to rest, but an opportunity to invest in another item.

This Sunday, Chen Hansheng wanted to do too much, playing the violin was a must, and the Kaisai etude had just begun, and he couldn't tell how long it would take to finish. The shift worker gave him the task of reporting on the blackboard, and he had to find time to work on the painting of the art calligraphy. I heard that Lian Li was going to organize some literary and artistic backbones to perform some self-entertaining programs, and informed him that he also wanted to try it.

After breakfast, Chen Hansheng carried the violin and walked into the small house that he had long regarded as a practice room.

After setting up the music stand, Chen Hansheng began to practice. A week of military training, coupled with the uncomfortable posture of the violin, almost made his arms not listen to the movement. The flipped left hand looked a little stiff and a little sore. After practicing for a while, Chen Hansheng felt a little unbearable. But before the song was finished, Chen Hansheng didn't want to put it down.

After playing a song, Chen Hansheng temporarily put down the violin and shook his hand.

Chen Hansheng felt that this was not a solution, and he had to work harder in order to learn the basic skills as soon as possible. He has also heard people say that practicing the violin is the most important work, especially the training time, which should not be too short, because it will be difficult to adapt to the basic requirements of the violin practice, and it will also affect the progress of the practice. I heard that when some people practice the violin, they still have to hang a few pounds of things on their left hand.

Chen Hansheng didn't want to be so cruel at first, but he didn't want to practice too shortly, so he set a rule for himself, and picked up some small pebbles from the outside, put them on the music stand, and after each practice, he picked up the small stones from the music stand, until the small stones on the music stand were picked up, and then he could put down the violin and take a break.

Chen Hansheng hadn't finished picking up the last stone, and when he was getting into a fascination with his training, a warrior came in, but he couldn't let him find out, and when the warrior patted him on the shoulder, he was startled.

It was fellow villager Wei Daoxin who came in, and he told Chen Hansheng, "Hurry back to the barracks!"

"Is there anything wrong?" Chen Hansheng asked, "There is nothing wrong, I won't go back!"

"The photographer is here!" Wei Daoxin said.

Hearing that the photographer was coming, Chen Hansheng hurriedly packed up his violin and ran to the barracks with Wei Daoxin. As early as when the collar badge and hat were issued, Chen Hansheng wanted to take a picture of a serious soldier, but because he didn't have time, he never fulfilled this little wish. The recruits of 485 had already taken a car to Guangshui Town last Sunday and took pictures. Chen Hansheng originally wanted to take some time to go to Guangshui Town to take a photo, but someone told him yesterday that when the master of the photo studio promised to send the photo, he also brought the camera by the way, first, to make up the photo of the person who was unsuccessful in taking pictures last time, and second, to satisfy the wishes of the comrades who did not take pictures last time.

When he came to the company, the photographer had already set up his camera and was preparing to take pictures.

Since Chen Hansheng was born, he has rarely seen this kind of camera up close, and if you look at it from the side, it is not a camera, but a large telescope, or an instrument that can be rotated.

Under the tripod, the photographer buried his head in a black cloth and fiddled with it for a long time, only then did he get out of the black cloth, holding a small balloon in his hand, looking at the soldiers who had been sitting there in a daze for a long time, commanding the posture, and repeatedly instructed not to blink, to laugh a little, and at the same time quickly pinched the small balloon in his hand, a photo is completed, and the rest of the follow-up work is to go back to develop the base of the film and copy the photo.

Chen Hansheng was watching the excitement there, and the master who took the photo shouted, "Who else wants to take pictures?"

There are a few recruits around who want to take pictures, but when the master of the photography asks, it makes those recruits a little embarrassed, it seems that taking pictures can only be liked by girls since ancient times, and boys should not respond positively.

Chen Hansheng didn't want to be cowardly, he immediately jumped out and said, "I'll take it!"

The master who took the photo was an elderly master, he asked Chen Hansheng to sit down in his position first, and then began to dig his head into the big black cloth again, fiddling with it for a long time, then he stuck his head out, looked at Chen Hansheng and said, "Ready, start—good!"

Chen Hansheng's active cooperation made the master very satisfied, he nodded at Chen Hansheng, and said, "I will send you photos in three days, do you want to add color or true color?"

Chen Hansheng thought about it, he felt that the natural color was more realistic than the added color, but if it was the natural color, he couldn't show the color of the collar badge hat and military uniform, so he said, "I want the color!"

After taking pictures, Chen Hansheng didn't want to continue to join in the fun there, time was very precious to him.

As soon as Chen Hansheng returned to the class and was about to take the violin to the small dark room to practice again, Xiao Tu, the correspondent of the company, shouted his name loudly, and Chen Hansheng walked out and asked, "What's the matter?"

The correspondent said, "Your letter home!"

Chen Hansheng was happy and suspicious, he was happy that he had come to the letter he was looking forward to day and night, and he was suspicious that he had just gone down to this veteran company, and he was afraid that the letter he wrote back had not been received at home, so how could there be a letter?

When Chen Hansheng came to the company headquarters, the correspondent told him that the letter had been transferred from the service company of the military station.

Chen Hansheng suddenly realized this, and immediately opened the letter, and was quickly attracted by one of the words:

Han Sheng, your grandmother misses you, she wants to shed tears all day long, and even talks in her dreams at night. He even went to that house and asked about the son of that family in the army, and saw the picture of the son of the family who had sent him back as a soldier. If you take a photo, send one back, if you don't, go and take a picture back, your grandmother said she wants to see a photo of you as a soldier.

Seeing these words, Chen Hansheng suddenly burst into tears.

At the end of the letter, the family also said, "When you are a soldier in the army, you must also strengthen ties with your father-in-law's family! They don't know your address, you know their address, so you should write to your father-in-law's family first, so that they don't feel that you have forgotten them when you become a soldier." ”

The reminder at home made Chen Hansheng suddenly think of his fiancée Yang Xiaofeng, and he missed it a little.

Chen Hansheng immediately wrote a letter to his family and told his family that he would definitely listen to the chief in the army, work hard, study hard, and be a good soldier!

After the letter was written, Chen Hansheng suddenly remembered that the photographer had said that he would send the photos in three days, so he temporarily put the letter that had been written into a drawer and locked it.

When he came out of the class, when the photographer was about to pack up his things and leave, Chen Hansheng suddenly remembered that he also wanted photos at home, so he ran over and said to the photographer, "Follow me to wash one more, I want to send one back!"

The photographer nodded, and when he was about to leave again, Chen Hansheng, who had already run back, suddenly ran over again and said to the master, "You still have another one to wash with me, and I will send one to another place!"

The photographer was shrewd, and he smiled and said, "Anywhere else, it must have been sent to your fiancée, right?"

Chen Hansheng smiled embarrassedly, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

After the photographer left, Chen Hansheng carried the violin again and walked into the small black room again with a very good mood, and began his intense practice of the day.

Although the score of the foreign etude "Kaisai" is a bit monotonous and boring, the sound of the piano is still very beautiful in the feeling of Chen Hansheng, who is in a very good mood. Any note is a musical little life, very happily active on the strings.