"You wrote it yourself?" Political Commissar Xie said in surprise, "You're a freshman, how old are you, and you can write songs?"

"Nineteen. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Yao said.

"Report to the political commissar," Li He, who had not yet left the office, turned around and interjected, "I heard the students in the class say that he is a famous musical genius in China, he released an album last year, and this year he won four awards in a music award, and he is the youngest winner in China." ”

"So powerful?" said Commissar Xie.

"Yes, when we sang just now, he sang six or seven military songs by himself, all of which we had never heard, and the students said that he was very good at writing songs, and he must have written them himself. Li He continued.

"Six or seven, all of them are songs like "Hymn to Heroes"?" The head and deputy head of the regiment also attracted attention.

"It's not exactly the same, but it's all suitable for us to be soldiers, and we like to listen and sing. For example, "I Am a Soldier", "One, Two, Three, Four Songs", "Unity is Strength", and "We Are Soldiers" are very exciting to listen to, "Return from Target Shooting" is very pleasant to listen to, and "Night in the Military Port" is very comfortable to listen to, all of which are very good songs. ”

"Can you sing it to us again now?" political commissar Xie asked Xiao Yaodao.

"Huh, here?" Xiao Yao was a little confused.

"No, I see you sang pretty well on the playground just now. The regiment commander said.

"It was a song between our teams just now. Now I'm here to sing for your three leaders?" Xiao Yao shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm here for military training, even if I am now a soldier under you, I am not a literary soldier of the art troupe." ”

"Yo, this little guy has quite a personality. Political Commissar Xie smiled and nodded Xiao Yaodao.

"Thank you for the compliment. Xiao Yao actually said to Political Commissar Xie.

"Hey, am I complimenting you?" said Commissar Xie with a smile.

"I think so. Xiao Yao nodded, and then continued, "Is there anything else with the leaders? ”

"Wait," Commissar Xie said, "Well, I'll talk to you in a different way."

Political Commissar Xie adjusted his sitting posture and sat up a little straighter, before continuing to Xiao Yao: "Next week, the art troupe of our military region will come down to our regiment for a condolence performance, and our regiment will also prepare one or two programs to express our gratitude to the comrades of the art troupe." I just heard that you have written a few new military songs, and I thought that if the soldiers of our regiment could sing a new song that the comrades of the art troupe had not heard, the effect would be very good. But before we make a decision, we're definitely going to have to listen to what your other songs look like. So, are you willing to sing?"

"Take my song to a show? That's fine. Anyway, I'm a creator, and it's not like I haven't written songs for others. Xiao Yao nodded and said, "But when the time comes, won't the soldiers be allowed to go on stage to sing a cappella singing? How to solve the accompaniment? Is it live accompaniment or accompaniment played by stereo? Is there a musician in the troupe? Is there any recording equipment?"

"With so many questions, it seems that you are really quite professional. Political Commissar Xie smiled, "But you don't have to worry about this, there are also talents in our army who understand music, musical instruments, musicians, and their own bands." Usually do a theatrical show, a party or something is not a problem. ”

"In that case, then I would like to write the lyrics and music scores of these songs for you. Xiao Yao said, "Anyway, you have talents who understand music, just take the lyrics and music scores and read them." ”

"That's fine. Political Commissar Xie said, "Professional matters will be handed over to professional people to be responsible." When are you going to write the score for us?"

"Why don't you have a pen and paper now? I'll write now. Xiao Yao said.

"Is it okay to have a blank sheet of paper?" said Political Commissar Xie as he walked over to the regiment leader's desk and picked up a stack of white paper.

"Yes. Xiao Yao stepped forward to take it, and took a pen from the pen holder on the regiment commander's desk, and wrote directly on the regiment commander's desk.

"Why don't you come and sit and write?" the head of the regiment looked at Xiao Yao, who was standing bently, and got up from his chair.

"Thank you, Captain. Xiao Yao thanked him and unceremoniously walked to the chair behind the desk and sat down.

"Hey, you're welcome. The head of the regiment shook his head speechlessly.

"Huh?" Xiao Yao looked up suspiciously.

"It's okay, you write yours. The head of the regiment waved his hand, and when he saw Li He who was still standing in the office, he waved his hand to him again and said, "Li He, you go back to lead the team to train first, there is nothing for you here." ”

"Yes!" Li He saluted and turned to leave.

The three bigwigs didn't have anything to do, so they just stood at the desk and watched Xiao Yao write lyrics and music scores.

"Okay!" After almost an hour, Xiao Yao stopped the pen in his hand, moved his wrist and stood up from the regiment leader's office chair.

"So many?" the head of the regiment looked at Xiao Yao in surprise.

Although an hour is not a short time. But within this hour, Xiao Yao wrote the lyrics of ten songs. The paper on which the lyrics and music scores were written already had a thick stack.

"Didn't you say there were only six or seven songs?" said the deputy head of the regiment.

"Oh, there are a few songs that I didn't sing when I played the song just now. Xiao Yao said, "Since you want to choose songs, I'll write a few more songs for you to choose, anyway, they are all my original songs." ”

Political Commissar Xie knows some music theory knowledge, so the song score he wrote first, Political Commissar Xie has already taken a few songs and tried to hum them by himself, and he still feels good about Xiao Yao's songs. Seeing that Xiao Yao had finished writing, he couldn't help but ask Xiao Yao curiously: "Why did you write so many military songs? Are you from a military family? Have you ever been a soldier or have you ever been a soldier in your family?"

"No," Xiao Yao shook his head and said, "I'm from an acting family." Her grandfather is an actress, her father is a singer-songwriter, her biological mother is a model, and she is an orphan. Now my mother is an actress, and my grandparents are ordinary intellectual families, and I haven't been a soldier for at least three generations, so I don't know if I count them up. ”

"Then have you ever thought about becoming a soldier?" Political Commissar Xie said with the pile of music scores, "After writing so many military songs, are you very yearning for the life of the army? You are so good at it, even Lei Tianxing can fight, and your physical fitness is definitely not bad, or you can simply sign up for the army, and you will definitely have a good development." ”

"I can't talk about yearning, I'm curious but it's true," Xiao Yao smiled, "But I'm not already living in the barracks now?"

"Leaders, can I go back?" Xiao Yao asked again.

"Well, let's go back to training. The regimental commander waved his hand.

Xiao Yao left the office of the regiment headquarters, walked to the playground of military training leisurely, until he walked to the entrance of the playground, and when he saw the students training on the playground, he changed to a running posture and ran in front of his team.

"Get in the ranks!" Instructor Fang nodded and shouted.

"Yes!" Xiao Yao ran to his original position in the team, and several people on the left side of the team immediately moved to the side, making way for him.

"Look to the right! Take a break, stand upright!" After Xiao Yao returned to the team, the team's standing was not so neat, so Instructor Fang reorganized the whole team, and then continued to start the later training.

It wasn't too early when Xiao Yao came back, so not long after the training, this afternoon's training was over.

"Bayi, what were you called by the regiment commander and them to do just now? Is it because of Instructor Lei's matter, I didn't punish you?" After dinner, Lin Qisan immediately found Xiao Yao's concern. Although he didn't know the regiment commander, from the ranks on his epaulettes, Lin Qisan could see the identities of those three people.

"It's okay, I just learned what happened. Xiao Yao said, "I am winning against him in the open light, what reason do they have to punish me? Several instructors from other classes also went, they are all witnesses, and they will not reverse black and white nonsense." ”

"Then why did they come back a long time ago, but you stayed for almost an hour before coming back?" The attentive Nina also asked, "Did the commanders pull you to lecture?" In addition to Lin Qisan, Nina also understood his purpose when Xiao Yao first opened his mouth to challenge Instructor Lei. Regardless of whether Lin Qisan is Xiao Yao's brother or not, since Lin Qisan is her boyfriend, she is also very grateful to Xiao Yao.

"Nope. Xiao Yao smiled and said, "When several leaders came, they heard me singing." They were very curious about the songs I sang, and said that they wanted to choose a song for the soldiers of the regiment to perform at theatrical performances, so I wrote the lyrics and music scores of the songs to them. ”

"Oops, I forgot just now," Xiao Yao suddenly slapped his thigh and said with remorse, "Those songs that shouldn't be given to them in vain, we should ask them for some privileges, or ask them to arrange a few more live-fire lessons for us." ”

"Why do you boys like those guns and cannons?" Nina heard that Xiao Yao was fine, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief and gave Xiao Yao a merciless look, "Why don't you change a few more rests?" I feel that the sun in the suburbs of Shencheng is more poisonous than ours. ”

Instructor Lei was injured and admitted to the hospital, and Instructor Fang led the team, which made the class of the boys in the acting department feel a lot more relaxed. Although the training was as hard as it was, at least they were able to rest like other classes that afternoon, and the students' hearts were more balanced, their mentality was better, and their physical fatigue seemed to be less.

When it was time to assemble for the morning exercise the next day, everyone was happy to find that the person who appeared in front of them was still Instructor Fang. Instructor Fang announced that the army had appointed him as the main instructor of the class, and he was given another deputy. In other words, the future training will be decided by Instructor Fang. In fact, the students still feel very good about the instructor of the other party, and with the experience of yesterday afternoon, the students who heard this notice couldn't help but want to cheer.

The good news is not only this, Instructor Fang immediately announced this afternoon's training course: Live ammunition shooting! In this class, which is all boys, it is almost everyone's wish and expectation to touch real firearms with their own hands. Finally able to touch the gun, the students wanted to jump and cheer again.

After the lunch break, several instructors led the excited students out of the playground and went to the shooting training ground in the unit.

First, a lot of safety precautions, followed by the explanation and demonstration of shooting actions, after some suffering, the students finally began to line up and stand in front of the shooting position one by one.

The subject of training is 100-meter automatic rifle shooting, with five rounds per person. So many students feel that it is over before they can find the feeling of shooting.

Finally it was his turn, Xiao Yao was extremely excited to lie down on the shooting position, reached out to hold the rifle, pressed five bullets into the magazine under the guidance of the instructor next to him, and then pushed the magazine into the body of the gun.

"Ready!" the instructor shouted.

Xiao Yao immediately grasped the rifle with both hands, put the butt against his right shoulder, closed his left eye, and looked at the standard crosshair with his right eye.