When dinner was over, Ye Chen did not return to the military hospital for recovery treatment as requested by Wang Xuefeng, but went to do a simple treatment, and then returned to the dormitory, where he lived in the ward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Chen, who returned to the dormitory, looked at the empty room, not knowing where this group of people who were usually chattering had gone.

I just wanted to climb up to the upper bunk, but I saw a list with a line of words written on it.

Brother, I heard that you went to Captain Zhang Huan Zhang's place for a big meal, and the brothers also went to open the meat, by the way, your upper bunk is occupied by me, you can sleep in my bunk, and it is all sorted out--- Tian Zhongxian.

This group of boys is probably also mouthful, and the big room can't satisfy their appetite!

Ye Chen looked at the cleaned bed, and his heart was also a little moved, saying that it was fake if he was not moved, where did he have this kind of treatment in his life, when he was working, others bullied him for being short, if he hadn't been a little cropped, he would have been bullied and couldn't find the north.

It's nice to have brothers!

Although Ye Chen also remembered how others thought of him when he first came, but after all, there was another reason, if it was himself, then he had the same thoughts, no wonder others.

Ye Chen lay on the bed, took out a notebook on the table, and wrote it in his notebook.

"Wedges.

On September 18, 1931, under the arrangement of the Japanese Kwantung Army, the railway garrison blew up the tracks of the Japanese-built South Manchurian Railway near Wicker Lake in Shenyang, and blamed the Chinese army.

The Japanese army used this as an excuse to bombard the camp in Shencheng Beida, and the Japanese imperialists brazenly launched the September 18 Incident that shocked China and the rest of the world, and began to invade North China.

They ruthlessly trampled on the land of China, wantonly burning, killing, and plundering women, bringing infinite disasters to the Chinese people.

……

Shanhaiguan, known as Yuguan in ancient times, also known as Linlu Pass, in the 14th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, Xu Zhen, the king of Zhongshan, was ordered to build Yongping Jieling and other passes, built in this place, so the north leans on Yanshan, the south is connected with the Bohai Sea, so it is named Shanhaiguan.

On this day, the village near Shanhaiguan was particularly lively, crackling firecrackers, the earth-shattering sound that went straight into the night, and the frolicking sound of children broke the depression of the cold night.

On Shanhaiguan, there is an army stationed under the Ninth Brigade of the Northeast Army of the National Revolutionary Army of the Republic of China.

"Report, I didn't buy fireworks, I only bought some fireworks."

A soldier of the Northeast Army in a cotton robe trotted all the way to the city wall and said to a company commander sitting on a stone table.

"What, I didn't buy it, I didn't buy it, why did you come back! You say, can there be no firecrackers for the big holidays? Ah, you can't do anything, go and go, buy it. ”

The company commander was a little unhappy, after all, today is the Spring Festival, although he said that he was on duty today, he had to let his brother live like a New Year!

"Okay, big brother, that's it! Everyone just has fun, running around on this cold day is not troublesome enough. ”

"That's it, big brother, look at the fireworks under Shanhaiguan, can't the people put them the same as us, and besides, we don't spend money, right?"

"Gotta get it, tell the brothers who are okay to take it and put it, and when the time comes, I will call it back to my house, so that you can have a good time!"

……

"Hey, what do you think that black press is pressing?"

The company commander looked at the black pile under the light of the fireworks, rubbed his eyes, and still couldn't see clearly.

"Big brother, it seems to be someone, right?" A soldier next to him said

"It's such a cold day, no! They don't panic from the cold, and shout twice in a loud voice to try it! A veteran looked at the black stuff and said to a chubby soldier.

"Who? Password! ”

I saw that before the fat soldier finished speaking, he saw a flash of fire below, and the sound of gunfire rang out. ”

……

Ye Chen bit the tip of his pen and looked at the overture of the hundreds of words he wrote, and felt that it was okay to write, as an anti-Japanese drama enthusiast, coupled with his excellent memory, he could still remember the plot clearly.

The novel he wants to write is "Bright Sword 2" directed by Lian Yiming, also called "The Big Knife Cuts Off the Heads of the Devils", which is a story about China's big sword, a story about the 29th Army's War of Resistance, and a story about men defending their homes and their women.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and thought about the plot carefully, this is a TV series, not a novel, there is no ready-made text for him to plagiarize, some just rely on his amazing memory, and recall the plot in it to write the novel version of this TV series.

"The Japanese army attacked Shanhaiguan on the night of the Spring Festival, and the defenders rose up to resist. At this moment, Beiping City is a prosperous scene, Lu Jia Shengyong Hall is holding a grand martial arts competition, the hall owner Lu Chuanhu not only invited Cao Zhongbao, who was called the "Three Uniques of Nancheng" with himself, but also sent an invitation to his fellow brother who had a deep grudge, Zheng Chenglong, who made a living from performing on the flyover. ”

Ye Chen wrote this, thinking about the plot in the TV series, and frowned, after all, I have watched this TV series for many years, and it is inevitable that there will be some omissions.

"No, this protagonist has to be changed, Chief Song is the original captain, if the protagonist is the protagonist, I will change it to Song, yes, change it to Song, so that it can resonate more with the veterans."

Ye Chen thought about it for about an hour to write, and only wrote less than 2,000 words, looking at these two thousand words, even if it was 50 yuan for 1,000 words according to that beautiful statement, it was a huge sum of 100 yuan, as for this preface, it should be regarded as a gift to her!

Ye Chen thought whimsically, obviously sinking into his fantasy world.

"The overpass is bustling, many Jianghu artists are on the overpass, the so-called abandonment is to spend a circle on the ground, as a performance venue, the jargon is called 'painting pot', what does it mean to paint a pot? The pot is for cooking, and after painting the pot, there is a field, so that the artist will have something to eat, so the artists of Tianqiao have always kept this habit. ”

"There are many kinds of artists on the flyover, some pull the bow, the artist will invite people with great strength in the venue to come to try to pull when performing, some of the people who try to pull are so suffocated that their faces are red and their necks are thick, some are at most half of the way, some barely pull the full bow and don't hold it for two seconds, and finally squat on the ground tired, but the artist can easily pull it away, and even open the bow left and right."

……

Ye Chen checked the text he wrote to see if there were any typos, and if it didn't make sense, he could revise it in time.

Ye Chen looked at it over and over again, and then polished Zheng Yu, no, it was Song Yu's place where he was the butler of the Shengsheng Yongtang before he was satisfied.

This pretending to slap the face must be there, and it can also cause readers to have a deeper understanding of Song Yu, not to mention that after the boss of the Song family suffered a loss in the next chapter, he was still counting on Song Yu to earn back face.

Ye Chen revised it very seriously, after all, when he was working, he practiced and read books in his spare time except for work, and he still had literary skills, and he wrote a little poetry and prose on a literary forum.

"Why haven't these boys come back yet? It's going to be nine o'clock, and if you don't come back, you'll be fined! ”

Ye Chen looked at the empty house, thinking about how this group of guys who rarely go out today went out one by one, it was very strange.