Chapter Eighty-Three: The Hymn of the Cooking Class
The day of the cooking class is always busy, three meals a day, and the busy work is constant, and Ye Chen and Mao Bufan dragged their slightly tired bodies back to the dormitory after feeding the pigs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The moment the door was opened, the people of the cooking class who had already finished finishing the finishing work were already waiting there.
After Hong Da Pang watched Ye Chen and Mao Bufan come back, he pressed him on the chair, and while beating his shoulders, he said: "Lao Gao, Da Zhou, hurry up and wait, you look at feeding pigs and making people tired, handsome Hu pours mung bean porridge!" ”
The old and high people are in place, beating the shoulders and rubbing the legs, rubbing the legs, fanning the fans, plus the iced mung bean porridge, which really makes the unblessed, just wanted to stand up, but was pressed down by Hong Dapang's fat hands.
"Little dust! No, it should be Ye Composer, this "Hymn to the Cooking Class" is really well written by your old man, teach us how to sing it! ”
Ye Chen glanced back at Hong Da Fat and said with a smile: "Squad leader, didn't I promise you a long time ago, of course I have to teach, you look at your politeness, treat me as an outsider, if that's the case, I'll leave!" ”
When Lao Gao heard this, he grabbed Ye Chen and said, "Big brother, you can't just leave!" If you leave, we will be in big trouble, this party, our cooking class, can't take the penultimate first! ”
Da Zhou's thumping hand slammed into Ye Chen's leg, and he said without paying attention to it: "Lao Gao is right, you can't go, you have to teach us to sing, Xiao Jiang, you go and close the door, guard me well there, run away from Teacher Xiaochen's hair, we can't spare you in the whole class!" ”
Ye Chen was happy, he looked at everyone: "Big brothers, am I your criminal or your slave!" With such a big battle, it's not like I don't teach you to sing, wait a minute, I'll drink mung bean porridge first! ”
Ye Chen took the mung bean porridge brought by Shuai Hu and said thank you, and took a sip, the cold feeling made Ye Chen feel comfortable.
"It's so cool! It's delicious, this is the craftsmanship of the old brother! ”
Lao Gao smiled and said: "It's been almost three years, and I won't see you anymore, how can I go back to see my father and fellow villagers at home, okay, big brother, big brother Ye, moisten your throat and give us a go!" ”
Ye Chen picked up the bowl and drank it all in one breath and said, "Okay, let's go together!" ”
Ye Chen found the whiteboard used for the meeting, and then asked Hong Dapang to pass the paper with the lyrics to everyone: "Everyone is familiar with the lyrics first, I will sing a sentence, just write a sentence on this whiteboard, and then everyone will sing along with me, this is no problem!" ”
"No problem!"
The voices of everyone in unison were very loud and prosperous.
After a while, Ye Chen looked at the comrades-in-arms in the cooking class and said, "Okay, let's start singing the first line, enter the new century, have a military dream, and prepare to sing!" ”
"Walk into the new century (heart), (century) have a military dream."
"Walk into the new world and have a military dream in your heart (mind)."
Everyone sang along with Ye Chen's voice, although when they were training before, singing competitions were inevitable, so everyone sang well, but the tune was a little far.
Some are half a beat faster, some are half a beat slower, and some even directly sing the wrong words, singing the new century into a new world, and the chest into a heart.
Ye Chen looked at everyone and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm not an outsider, I can't even control this emotion, how to be a good soldier, okay, everyone calm down your mood, correct your mentality, adjust your emotions, sing with me, enter the new century, and have a military dream in your mind." ”
"Entering the new century, with the dream of military service."
This time the singing is relatively uniform, and I don't pay attention to the tone and the like, and when I can roughly sing this song, I can basically achieve a fifty-percent effect when the time comes.
"I said goodbye to my hometown to the army and became a cook."
Ye Chen sang again, and then wrote the words on the whiteboard and said: "It was good just now, everyone must remember to sing it all after a while, after all, everyone is a chorus, and only when they sing together can it have an effect." Well, everyone sang along with me, said goodbye to their hometown to the army, and became a cooking soldier. ”
"I said goodbye to my hometown to the army and became a cook."
After everyone finished singing, they heard Shuai Hu speak: "Xiaochen, isn't this very similar to my sentence, leaving his hometown to join the army and becoming a gang leader." ”
Ye Chen smiled and said: "Yes, I was also inspired by the poem you showed me that day, this sentence is well written, it is worthy of praise, you are a folk poet, a leader in hazy poetry!" ”
Hong Da Pang glared at Shuai Hu and said, "Okay, now that you have rehearsed what to say about your poem?" Hurry up and learn to sing, now the party is less than ten days away, time is pressing! ”
Shuai Hu muttered: "Teacher Xiaochen, you continue, remember to change a few more poems for me when you have time!" ”
Ye Chen nodded and said: "There is no problem with this, okay, let's move on to the next sentence, keep the responsibilities in mind, and see the truth in the ordinary." Pots and pans tested me, and I aspired to be a hero
! ”
Everyone looked at Ye Chen's rustling writing there, and Lao Gao said to the handsome Hu on the side: "Handsome, have you seen it, this word is 108,000 miles better than yours, I have time to practice the word first, tsk, it's really good, after I go back, I want my children to practice this word, so that when I grow up, I can find a daughter-in-law, a cultural person!" ”
Shuai Hu ignored Lao Gao, but looked at Ye Chen's words, and muttered: "Don't say it, this Xiaochen is a little shorter, but this word is not bad, maybe with this good word, maybe he can really deceive a daughter-in-law!" ”
After Shuai Hu finished speaking, the corners of his mouth were inexplicably upturned, obviously smiling proudly, and Da Zhou on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Shuai Hu, what are you laughing at?" ”
Shuai Hu smiled and said, "I finally found out where Xiaochen is not as good as me!"
Da Zhou and Lao Gao looked at Shuai Hu and said: "With your little ability, Xiaochen can throw you 108,000 miles, and you are still bragging, you say that you are not as good as you, where do you say you are not as good as you?" ”
Shuai Hu smiled and said: "This is not obvious, you still need to ask, of course the height is not as good as me!" ”
When everyone heard this, they gave Shuai Hu a white eye, and Ye Chen also wrote the lyrics, his font came from Yan Zhenqing's Yan style, the regular script is square and dense, the strokes are horizontal and vertical, the pen is strong and round, and the momentum is solemn and majestic, of course, it is not comparable to ordinary people, not to mention that there is no such number one person as Yan Zhenqing in this world, so there is naturally no Yan body.
Ye Chen knew that this group of people usually teased each other, but the relationship was very good, even Lao Gao, who had always wanted to be the squad leader, and Hong Da Fat Hong, although there was a small friction between the squad leader, but the feelings between each other were real.
"Okay, it's a big deal, Shuai Hu will introduce a big beauty to my little brother, save me from looking for it, how about I teach you to practice calligraphy when the time comes?"
Shuai Hu rolled his eyes and said: "You also taught me to practice calligraphy, this great poet, you don't need it, hurry up and teach songs!" ”
"Hey, hey!
The spoon is clenched,
The food is fragrant,
We have strong guarantees,
Train elite soldiers in the cooking class,
Hey! ”