Lao Zhang still remembers that when he found Zhao Muluda in private, hoping that they could join the glorious collective of the army, Zhao Mu had an apologetic but resolute look.

"You are the most talented military I have ever met, you should be in the army, the army must have a big part of you here. ”

"Instructor, my future is not in the army, but in other skies. Zhao Mu shook his head and firmly refused.

"You have great talent as a soldier, but you choose a different path, aren't you wasting your talent?

"Haha, instructor, don't underestimate me, my talent is not only here, out of the army, maybe I can break into a broader world. ”

"Although the army is a good place, there are many more wonderful things outside of the army, and I want to see them. ”

Thinking of the confident look on Zhao Mu's face at that time, and then looking at the figure that was also radiant on the stage at this time, Lao Zhang couldn't help but think in his heart, maybe it was really as he said, out of the barracks, he would be able to break out of a broader sky.

"The outside world?" Lao Zhang, who had given half of his life to the military camp, suddenly had an impulse in his heart at this time.

"Haha, our little brother is really good, my blood is boiling when I sing a song, and I can't wait to go to the battlefield now and fight bravely to kill the enemy. ”

"It's our little brother, he's so versatile, in training, and now in music. ”

When Lao Zhang was thinking about it in his heart, Duan Peng's group of people were still discussing heartlessly, and they couldn't be happy.

The colonel's previous plan failed to function, and when Lao Zhang hoped that Zhao Mu could stay in the army, Zhao Mu was indeed very moved and struggled.

But the heart is heartbeat, but Zhao Mu knows very well that his path is not in the barracks, but in the outside world, and only the outside world can make greater progress.

At this time, Zhao Mu bloomed on the stage, and now it is not only an opportunity to leave traces of his own presence in this military camp, but also a great opportunity for everyone in the school to recognize the "four-person walking band".

In today's era, hardcore rock is not the mainstream of music, but compared to today's lingering pop songs full of this style of love and love, there is no doubt that hardcore rock is a style suitable for the barracks.

If it was placed outside the barracks, the singing of the "four-person band" received so many cheers and applause, but this happened to be the barracks, and all the students happened to be undergoing military training, and the right time and place met the right songs, and the best results were achieved.

"Zhao Mu, Zhao Mu, Zhao Mu......" shouted and screamed throughout the sky of the party.

"Stomach King Stomach King WeChat ......" I don't know which bad embryo started this head and shouted this slogan.

Zhao Mu's strong appetite has been seen by everyone many times, and it has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Now, as soon as this slogan was called, it quickly received echoes from all directions.

A voice sounded, then two, three, 100, 500, and this slogan quickly resounded like a spark under the stage.

But when this slogan sounded, Zhao Mu on the stage had a confused expression, and the same was true for Luda, who didn't know the inside story.

"King Wei, what King Wei?" Zhao Mu on the stage was confused and confused at this time.

Zhou Hua and Huang Yan, who knew the situation, were holding back their smiles at this time, and they were holding back very hard.

The shouts of "Stomach King, Stomach King ......" poured up from under the stage like a tide, making Zhao Mu look dazed, and he didn't know what the situation was at all.

The audience under the stage was very excited, and the shouting was very hard, much harder than just shouting Zhao Mu's name.

Wu Xin and Zhang Ling under the stage were stunned at first when they saw this situation, and then they laughed, laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten their waists, and shouted vigorously behind them, lest the world be chaotic.

Because the shouting of the audience almost affected Zhao Mu's singing on the stage, fortunately, Zhao Mu was stable enough, although he didn't understand what the shouting of the audience meant, but he still sang seriously.

The hands that touch the gun and fight every day have not lost their flexibility, and the guitar can still be played in the same state as before, and even better.

The loud voice of shouting slogans every day has not lost its former charm because of this, but on the contrary, because the life of the army in a month has become more and more hard-hearted for soldiers, the singing voice is more distinctive than before.

After singing the song, the hall cheered, and Zhao Mu led the band to walk off the stage in the non-stop applause and shouting.

Walking off the stage, Zhao Mu asked the curiosity in his heart just now, "What does the "King Wei" they shouted in the audience just now?"

"Hahaha......" Zhou Hua and Huang Yan couldn't hold back their laughter anymore, and their waists couldn't stand up with laughter, which was extremely exaggerated.

"I said, is it that funny? What the hell does it mean? ”

"Hahaha......"

Zhou Huaxiao's tears were about to fall out, and he pointed at Zhao Mu and said intermittently: "Hahaha...... What do you think...... They...... Shouting is King Wei?"

"Yes, didn't they just shout like that?" Zhao Mu wondered, what's so funny about this?

"Hahaha...... They shouted that it was indeed the King of Wei, but this King of Wei should be the stomach of the stomach. ”

"Ah......" Zhao Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and Luda on the side was also stunned.

"Hahaha...... How do you think you got your nickname?"

Zhao Mu's face began to darken after reacting, "What kind of ghost nickname is this?

"Hahaha...... You earned this nickname yourself, remember how much food you have eaten during this time? Everyone has seen your performance, and you earned it yourself. ”

Zhao Mu's face darkened, "I'll go, isn't it, just because of this?

"Of course, who told you to show that the amount of food you showed was too exaggerated, this is what everyone has witnessed, and this nickname has already been called behind the scenes. ”

"Is this an exaggeration? You don't know how hard my training is, how can I sustain the intensity of my training without eating a little more energy, not to mention that it's not normal for people who practice martial arts to eat a lot of food?"

"Hehe, it's just your words, but you also want others to believe it, anyway, this nickname seems to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people now. ”

Zhao Mu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was very aggrieved, did he have a lot of food? It's not very big, and now he has to come up with such a nickname.

If it were another nickname, this nickname would be too embarrassing, and looking at the situation on the scene, my nickname is already sturdy.

(End of chapter)