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Princess Moon's album "Look at the Face of the Moon" was produced by our squad leader?

A few recruits, you look at me, I look at you, it's unbelievable.

How come you can't hear the wind at all about such a big thing?

Does the class leader have glue on his mouth? So strict?

After coming back to their senses, everyone immediately took a taxi back to the General Political Department and went to Wang Ruonan's single dormitory together.

She has a newest and best CD player there.

Woooo

Wang Ruonan tore open the package on the album, but she was not busy listening to the music, but hurriedly took out the photo that was given with the disc.

"The first song, "Look at the face of the moon", lyrics, hill, composer, hill; The second song "Red Rain", lyrics, Xiaoshan, composition, Xiaoshan......."

Wang Ruonan looked at them one by one, and then, she raised her head suddenly, her face full of astonishment: "Damn, it's really all done by the squad leader!" ”

Then, she looked at the small fonts on the cover, and sure enough, there were instructions on it, what arrangement, producer, all of them were Xiaoshan, and even the cover design of the album was also Xiaoshan.

Everyone was stunned by this fact.

"Why is the squad leader so good!"

"Yes, I always thought he was best at writing, but now it seems that he is also an expert in music!"

"With his mountain in the town, where will we have a bright future in the future!" Dong Fei wailed.

Leng Qing shook his head and sighed faintly: "You understand how I felt now, right?" ”

Everyone stopped talking, just staring at each other.

After a while, Huang Ying said, "Forget it, what do you want to do." ”

"Yes, yes, listen to the song, listen to the song!"

Wang Ruonan then took out the CD and put it into the machine, and pressed the play button.

The beautiful melody soon sounded.

"Round

Round

The face of the moon

Flattened

Flattened

Bookmark of the years

Sweet

Sweet

Your smile

Is it time to break up?

I can't bear to let you see my tearful eyes

I had to say to you, look, look

The moon's face is secretly changing

The face of the moon is secretly changing......"

Listening and listening, Dong Fei closed his eyes, shook his head, Hua Xiaoqian leaned against the wall, lowered her eyebrows and was silent, Huang Ying and Wang Ruonan, you look at me, I look at you, follow the melody, the little head hums little by little, Leng Qing raised his head and looked into the distance.

After singing the song, Dong Fei sighed: "It's really worthy of being the princess of the moon, it's really good!" ”

"I decided, I will buy Yaya's albums in the future." Wang Ruonan said: "This voice is too soul-dead! ”

"Ruonan, in fact, you are wrong, it's not Yaya's album that you buy, but it should be, we buy all the squad leader's albums!"

Several people were stunned for a moment, and laughed together for a moment.

"Yes, yes, yes, it should be all the albums and novels of the class leader, we will buy them!"

After listening to all the songs, Wang Ruonan suddenly jumped up: "You say, does the squad leader also have the same heart as Dong Fei?" ”

"Mei Niang? What do you mean? "The yellow warbler was confused.

The others didn't understand, but just looked at Wang Ruonan in a daze.

"Which of these songs is not written from a woman's point of view, you see, the first song, "Look at the face of the moon", you feel the lyrics in it, I can't bear to let you see my tearful face, so I have to say to you, look at you, is the face of the moon secretly changing, you say, if you don't have a heart in your body that is as charming as Dong Fei, how can you write it!"

Yes?

When the other people heard this, they were all stunned, and for a moment, they all nodded together.

"Really!"

"Could it be that the head of the class is a woman disguised as a man?"

"Hahahaha-"

Several people leaned forward and leaned back laughing.

Only Dong Fei was unhappy: "Hey, how can you talk about me like this?" You're still not a brother in the class? Nasty-"

While several people were listening to songs and enjoying life, Chen Beiming locked himself in the dormitory and worked hard to write.

Yesterday, Ma Youwei called again to urge the draft of "Bright Sword" in September.

It is impossible for Chen Beiming's "Bright Sword" to be written completely according to the version on the earth, at least those after the founding of the People's Republic of China basically cannot be written, so his "Bright Sword" cannot have more than 300,000 words, and it may have to end around 200,000.

According to the plan, Chen Beiming planned to write the remaining parts in one go, and then serialize them in the September issue of October magazine.

He exhaled softly, then raised his hand and crackled on the keyboard.

I don't know when—anyway, it's all covered in night outside, so Chen Beiming rubbed his sore neck and wrists and stood up from his chair.

Finally, the last chapter was completed, and a heavy task on the shoulders was successfully completed.

On the second day, Ma Youwei called again to urge: "Xiaoshan, has the manuscript been written?" ”

"Teacher Ma, you must have done the work of urging judges in your last life!" Chen Beiming quipped.

Ma Youwei listened to it and laughed: "Xiaoshan, I have no way to do it, you don't know, our magazine receives more than a dozen letters every day, all of which ask for more publication of "Bright Sword" in September, readers really like "Bright Sword", and we can't be indifferent to their voices. ”

Ma Youwei slapped Chen Beiming very cleverly.

Chen Beiming smiled: "Teacher Ma, then your wish has been fulfilled, I have finished writing all the manuscripts of "Bright Sword", I will check it again, and then I can deliver it." ”

"Done writing it all? That's great! Xiaoshan, can you proofread it before this afternoon, if you can, we'll see you at the old place tonight, and I'll invite you to dinner. ”

"Okay."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Beiming came to a restaurant of no low grade on time.

In addition to Ma Youwei, he also has two acquaintances, one is Zhang Wenhua, the editor-in-chief of the military newspaper, and the other is Li Mingyu, a popular literature writer.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. Hello, Mr. Li. Chen Beiming stretched out his hand and shook hands with the two of them.

After talking about unrelated topics for a while, Zhang Wenhua asked Li Mingyu: "Xiao Li, have you finished that thing?" ”

"Not yet, I've just come back from the army, and I haven't decided how to write it yet? Mr. Zhang, you won't just urge the draft, right? ”

"No, just ask." Zhang Wenhua replied with a smile.

Chen Beiming inquired curiously: "Teacher Li? Why don't you go to the army to collect style, I remember you don't seem to be a soldier, right? ”

"No, I'm just a big crowd, that's the case, in February, the Writers' Association held a reportage essay competition, and I participated, so a few days ago, I went to the army to collect some materials."

Li Mingyu explained eloquently.

Reportage?

When Chen Beiming heard this, his heart jumped, and he hurriedly asked, "Teacher Li, what's going on with this reportage essay?" Can I participate? ”

"You'd better ask Teacher Zhang." Li Mingyu replied with a smile.

"Teacher Zhang?"

"Well, he is one of the organizers of this essay contest, and he knows the situation best!" Li Mingyu said with a smile.

Chen Beiming hurriedly asked Zhang Wenhua.

Zhang Wenhua smiled, and then explained in an orderly manner.

This essay contest was organized by the Writers' Association, and Zhang Wenhua was a member of the Writers' Association, so he became one of the organizers of the essay competition.

This essay is mainly reportage, and there are thematic restrictions, you must write about the troops, write about the military.

There are no restrictions on the rest.

When Chen Beiming heard this, his eyes lit up: Isn't this tailor-made for him?

So he hurriedly asked, "Teacher Zhang, can I participate?" ”

"You?" Zhang Wenhua was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It stands to reason that all writers who participate in the essay competition must be recognized by the writers' association, mainly because the writers' association arranges for writers to experience life in the army, but you are a soldier yourself..... So of course you can participate, but this call for papers will be closed next month, are you in time? ”

"Just in time!" Chen Beiming replied immediately.

There's nothing to say, he's going to participate in this essay.