After Chen Ming finished speaking, he gently swept the prelude.
The others quieted down.
Then, he heard a low voice.
A gentle melody floated in the grassland at night.
"The day I turned nineteen."
"I came to the front of Huanghuai."
"In order to meet you here."
"I paid for my four years"
“……”
"You're my dream that I worry about."
"I'm someone you don't need."
"After all, this arrow that pierces mountains and rivers"
"Those who are stabbed are those who use emotions to cause illness."
“……”
Chen Ming's voice was low, accompanied by the faint sound of the guitar. It perfectly expressed the emotion of love.
The grassland was vast and empty, and the song seemed to have traveled through the mountains and rivers to reach the distance.
In the dark night, every lonely soul was comforted.
Pure, clean, and full.
The background music was extremely simple. There was only one wooden guitar.
As he sang softly, he sang " Worry about Gains and Losses " and " Don't Need ", directly touching the soft bottom of everyone's hearts.
The class monitor listened to this song and could not help but tear up.
This song had completely hit his heart, making him think of the Uighur girl from more than ten years ago, and the ten years he had been waiting for.
Sometimes, one would like a song, not because of how good it was sung.
It was because the lyrics were written like him.
When you're happy, you can hear it, and when you're sad, you can feel it.
To him, that old friend was no longer a specific person. It was a memory in the twilight, a place far away, and also a kind of sustenance in his heart.
It's cute but it's hard to get.
Regret, but it was hard to let go.
"The first time I saw you."
"Minnan girls are always so gentle."
"When I shyly hold your hand"
"I thought you would accompany me until the end."
"And after you left me"
"I began to drift in the world"
“……”
Hearing this, everyone was pulled into the scene by Chen Ming's singing.
This was the portrait of the class monitor, and also the helplessness of feelings.
It was always sweet and mesmerizing at the beginning.
However, along the way, he was homeless and could not welcome the end.
A few recruits with girlfriends looked at the bonfire in a daze. Before they joined the army, how many of their mutual agreements could be fulfilled in the end?
Were those unfulfilled promises forgotten by tacit understanding?
The recruits who had never been in a relationship before also felt worried.
Krimu's wife, Ma Yisha, had red eyes. She was the woman who had walked to the end of the banquet, so she was also deeply touched.
She felt that Chen Ming had sung a story and an emotion that was moving.
"After all, this arrow that pierces mountains and rivers only stabs people who are emotionally ill. Sigh!”Kerim muttered and looked at Matthew, who was wiping his tears uncontrollably.
The song gradually faded away and came to an end, leaving only the melody of the guitar.
Everyone was thinking about their own thoughts. In this kind of environment where the sky was high and the earth was far away, the ethereal singing was like knocking on the door of their hearts.
long time
The song ended.
Chen Ming put down the guitar and handed it to the stunned Qin Lang.
Immediately, a storm of applause erupted.
All the recruits clapped hard, including Crim's family. They clapped their hands enthusiastically.
The two girls also clapped their hands in amazement.
Chen Ming looked clean, and his voice was pure and penetrating.
Singing this kind of folk song was pure and direct, and it conquered everyone.
In terms of singing, Chen Ming was not inferior to Qin Lang.
When Chen Ming was in university, his roommate, who was drooling over the beautiful senior sister in the music club, had dragged him to register with her.
In the end, his roommate did not get into the club.
On the contrary, Chen Ming was born with a good voice and talent for singing, so he entered the club.
Furthermore, when the senior graduated, she even became the vice president of the club.
When Chen Ming sang, he expressed the emotions and emotions in the song, making it seem even more touching.
His voice was able to carry the story, and it truly had emotions.
It was easy for the listener to think of him. This was talent.
On the contrary, Qin Lang, who only sang to show off his talent and show off his skills, seemed very empty.
He held the guitar and showed off all kinds of skills, singing in a specious tone.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see who was better.
It could be said that the difference was obvious.
After Chen Ming sat back down, the atmosphere became cheerful again.
Everyone in Class One gave their compliments.
"It's fine that Brother Ming's learning ability is so strong, but his singing is also so good. He really touched me!”Gong Fei said with admiration.
"I'm not afraid of a handsome soldier, but I'm afraid of a handsome and talented soldier!”
"Vice class officer, awesome!"
Xiong He laughed.
"Not only do soldiers know how to carry guns and run, but they are also as talented as ordinary people!”
Geng Jun said lightly. His words were obviously meant for Qin Lang and the others to hear.
Hearing these words, Qin Lang's expression turned a little ugly.
He did not know the story behind it, but he felt that he had been slapped in the face.
He wanted to show off, but he was defeated by an amateur soldier.
After all, he was in the cultural circle. Singing and writing poems were his strengths.
However, Chen Ming was just a military man who carried guns and fired cannons.
In the end, she could easily stand up and sing a song to suppress him, which was quite a blow to him.
Even his two female companions were looking at Chen Ming with admiration, which made Qin Lang feel even more uncomfortable.
Seeing Qin Lang's deflated appearance, everyone only felt a burst of joy in their hearts.
Although Qin Lang wasn't the young screenwriter who had snatched away the class monitor's sweetheart, he had the same identity. Moreover, he behaved very self-centered, which made everyone unhappy.
Chen Ming's attack had the intention of indirectly helping the class monitor take revenge. There was only one word to describe it.
After this incident, Qin Lang became well-behaved. He went back to put the guitar away and played with his phone when he came back.
At this moment, Krimu laughed and said,"The roast lamb is cooked. Let's eat it together."”
The recruits all grinned and went forward to help distribute the roasted mutton.
There was still quite a lot, but only a little was given to the artistic youths. They were too embarrassed to ask for more.
He could only watch enviously as the soldiers bit into the tender and smooth roasted mutton.
Those artistic young women still wanted to get close to Chen Ming, but they were all rejected. In the end, they also understood the situation.
He didn't know why, but he wasn't liked by others.
After they finished eating, Kerimu expressed that he didn't have any extra yurts for Qin Lang and the others to stay in.
Qin Lang and the others had no choice but to set up their tents in front of the bonfire.
After all, they had enjoyed a bonfire and tasted the famous roasted whole lamb, so it was not too much of a loss.
The only regret was that they were too arrogant in the beginning, and no one gave them a good look.
This made them very depressed, thinking that they had probably raised their pitch too high and offended people.
He didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person in the army. He had to be more humble next time.
Compared to the artistic youth, who had set up two tents himself.
The squad leader brought Chen Ming and the other recruits to live in an empty yurt. It was extremely comfortable.
Late at night, everyone else was fast asleep.
Chen Ming's eyes were still bright.
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