"Thanks, but it should be too late."

The girl's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again.

"By the way, my name is Huang Huai. What about you? ”

"My name is Chen Ming, from the Southeast Fleet. What are your numbers? I can write a song in two minutes. ”

Chen Ming's number plate is the last place, look at the number of people outside, and wait until he is at least an hour later.

When the girls heard what Chen Ming said, they were all stunned.

"Really?"

"You're not lying?"

Seeing their suspicions, Chen Ming turned around and borrowed a pen and paper from the place in front of him where the number plate was registered. Squat down in a standard squatting position, place paper on your knees, and write the sheet music and lyrics.

When the girls saw Chen Ming just do it, they immediately gathered around curiously.

"Tang pear fried snow?"

Huang Huai read the title of the song slightly.

With Chen Ming's handwriting, a row of simple scores and a row of lyrics. The girls' eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Indeed, as Chen Ming said, this song has no high notes. But both the lyrics and the style of music are proper Chinese style.

"It's definitely too late to rehearse the accompaniment now, so I'll have to use the piano to top it first, so let's hurry up and rehearse the dance."

After writing, Chen Ming handed the dictionary in his hand to Huang Huai.

"Thanks, I ....."

"Invite me to dinner when it's over."

Chen Ming interrupted with a smile. The girls were very eye-catching, and gave up the position of lead singer to Huang Huai, they knew that the young lieutenant in front of them, the reason for writing this song was actually because of her.

After the seven girls ran to the side and danced. Chen Ming and Huang Huai both looked at each other with a little blush, and after half a ring, Chen Ming took the initiative to break the embarrassment and began to guide Huang Huai to practice singing.

40 minutes later, Chen Ming walked into the performance hall with the girls. Although the piano is a little less effective, the judges are all experts. An original national style song, coupled with exquisite dances, and the Hanfu on the girls are all highlights. There's still a week to go back, and that's enough to rehearse the accompaniment.

It was rightfully passed. After coming out, he ignored the excitement of the girls, and waited for another half an hour, and Chen Ming walked into the performance hall again alone.

After thinking about what to play outside for a long time, I finally chose the piano version of "Grow Up with Me". It means that the troops, comrades-in-arms accompany the young officers and soldiers to grow up.

Chen Ming knew that this reason was a bit far-fetched, but it was original and had a little warm style. The judges also gave it a pass, and after the curtain call, they also walked out of the performance hall.

He won't say that it's because he hasn't touched the piano for a long time, and he's afraid that he will overturn the car by showing off his skills.

For the rest of the week, except for a meal with the girls. Chen Ming rarely saw them. He knew that the girls had a tight rehearsal schedule, and he didn't choose to bother.

After all, his own military songs have actually been almost written, and calling himself should only make himself sing two military songs.

Chen Ming seems to have returned to his previous days in the Central Music High School, getting up every morning to run and move his body. began to nest in the piano room, and stayed for a day.

This kind of leisurely day, Chen Ming feels a special taste. Especially in the distance, the sound of the soldiers of other units can be heard.

He didn't know how he felt about Huang Huai, maybe he liked that girl, right? The legendary love at first sight?

Chen Ming was casually tapping the keys with his hands, and the appearance of seeing Huang Huai for the first time generally appeared in his mind. A smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth.

A week later, all the members who were confirmed to participate in the condolence performance were assembled.

Leading the team was the head of the General Political Department, Li Tuan, in addition to Chen Ming and the girls, there were more than 100 men and women in the art troupe. Plus logistical groomers, sound engineers, journalists, and more.

A large procession boarded the train to the Northeast. The first stop of their trip was the 16th Group Army, which was stationed in the northeast of our country.

Looking at the snow scene outside the car window, Chen Ming was also a little excited. Although he had seen snow in the north, he had only been to Xiaolian as far as he had ever seen such a snow-covered scenery in front of him.

I really don't know, when at the northernmost outpost. What kind of scenery will you see.

According to the requirements of the General Political Department, this year's condolence performance must go to the most difficult place, and some soldiers at the outpost cannot be allowed to change their guard to watch the performance as in the past.

We have not forgotten them.

Although it must be a transfer of manpower, Chen Ming believes that he will definitely have the opportunity to go if he is strong.

When the train arrived, Chen Ming helped Huang Huai and several other girls take their luggage off the luggage rack. provoked the ridicule of a group of girls, Chen Ming looked at Huang Huai and blushed a little and smirked.

He's pretty much perfect.

What do you want to do with your face? Can you eat it?

The cadres of the 16th Army and the soldiers of the automobile company were already waiting outside the station. Pick up the group on the bus and drive towards the camp.

This is the first time Chen Ming has participated in a condolence performance, and he feels new to see everything.

Just when the bus drove into the camp. Looking at the soldiers who had never known each other, the faces were full of simple smiles, and the cooks beat them extra meat dishes when they were eating lunch in the cafeteria.

Chen Ming's heart trembled slightly, and he blushed a little for his mentality of traveling in the mountains and rivers.

When arranging the stage equipment in the afternoon, Chen Ming saw that the soldiers, without the command of the commander, took the initiative to lift heavy objects and set up the stage in an orderly manner under the command of professionals.

"Platoon commander, you go and rest. We can do these jobs. ”

"Isn't it? We're here to perform for you, not to be uncles. ”

Chen Ming ran to a private and helped him lift the stereo and walk to the side of the stage.

"It's cold in this place, and it's hard for you to perform at night. We all want to give you a good rest. ”

"I'm just saying this to you, what do you want to hear at night, what do you want to see. I promise you're satisfied! ”

Chen Ming and the private put down the heavy stereo and patted the shoulder of the brother beside him. He didn't boast, although he spent his last week of rehearsal in the piano room. But on the first day, he handed over the accompaniment of many pieces to the comrades in charge of accompaniment in the art troupe.

The private smiled and didn't speak, turned around and ran away to move the next one, and Chen Ming had to follow.

The weight of the sound on the big stage is not light, and he really doesn't feel at ease when he lets this lean-looking kid move alone.

The night slowly climbed into the sky, and a group of soldiers ran to the big playground with small horses in their arms and the commander's command, and the passwords came and went.

Chen Ming stood on the edge of the stage and watched silently. Looking at these men who didn't know whether it was because of excitement or because of the cold, he suddenly thanked Commander Zhang of Haizheng and Chief of Staff Lu Huaicheng for allowing him to participate in this event.

At half past seven in the evening, after the two professional hosts of the General Political Department took the stage. The show officially began.

The performance, which was expected to end at half past ten, was extended to twelve o'clock at midnight. If it weren't for the soldiers and the leaders of the 16th Army who were worried that they would freeze to death, Chen Ming believed that the comrades of the Art Troupe could continue to persevere.

Rehearsing day after day, they have also complained of hardship and tiredness. But looking at the eyes of the audience, they also have the same ashamed mood as Chen Ming.

I can't wait to show all my skills. Let these young fighters be able to have a few days of fun after a year of hard training.