When they heard that Qin Lang was going to play the guitar and sing, the artistic youths all had smiles on their faces.
Qin Lang's talent was recognized by them.
The wolf-tailed young man eagerly ran to the car and then ran back to help Qin Lang get a guitar.
It was a wooden guitar that looked quite expensive.
Qin Lang stood up with a guitar in his hand. It was a guitar he was familiar with, and he didn't need to tune it.
He plucked the strings and ignored everyone's cold gazes. He smiled and said,"Let me play and sing 'White Sheep' for everyone!”
With that said, it began.
She swung her shoulder-length hair, her face full of affection.
A warm voice sounded.
"What are your chances of winning?"
"Trapped me inside!"
"The castle you designed is terrible!"
“……”
Soon, Qin Lang was immersed in it.
His companions were also very immersed.
Playing the guitar and singing by the bonfire was exactly what they were looking forward to.
Looking at Qin Lang's intoxicated expression as he played and sang, Krimu's stomach was full of anger, but he couldn't flare up.
He was from the capital, a screenwriter, and liked to play the guitar and sing…
All of this reminded him of the scumbag who had cheated his sister away more than ten years ago.
They came over to stay the same way, and they sang the same way.
Although he was not alone.
But this Qin Lang, no one cared about him, he could still play and sing by himself. This kind of thick skin made Krimu even angrier.
Because in her impression, that scumbag was best at pestering her, saying affectionate words a hundred times until she believed it.
In the end, Han Guli followed him to the capital and had nothing. She had made her sister, who trusted him so much, dance in a bar to earn money.
Even after she saw through his true colors, her sister never came back…
Krimu clenched his fists tightly, and Old Man Batur lowered his head.
Perhaps Qin Lang didn't do anything wrong.
However, there was no doubt that all these coincidences made them deeply disgusted.
It was already their greatest forbearance not to chase them away.
At this moment, the class monitor's expression was a little gloomy.
Every sentence Qin Lang sang was like a knife stabbing into his heart.
In a trance, he seemed to see the young screenwriter back then. He had deceived Hanguli with his talent and sweet words.
He didn't expect Qin Lang to be a scriptwriter, and he was also an artistic young man who sang and played the guitar.
It was so similar that he couldn't help but recall.
Like all first loves, it was reserved and hazy.
At that time, the young men and women were not mature enough in their thoughts and minds, and they lacked good communication.
Especially the unforeseen events and ending that happened later, it was hard for him to forget.
Until today, he was still guarding the border.
He could only wait for that person's return.
However, he didn't expect that before his old friends could arrive, they would meet a group of ugly people.
The recruits looked at Qin Lang, who was engrossed, and looked at each other.
Some of them hadn't heard Uncle Creem's story in person.
However, he later learned about what had happened from Xiong He's version of the story.
Therefore, they all knew about the class monitor's sad past. At this moment, they could not help but look slightly angry.
Originally, it was fine to let this group of people stay for the night.
However, this guy still turned around and took out his guitar to play. Did he think he was a bitter little prince?
It could be said that Qin Lang was like dancing on a minefield, stepping on all the thunder that could be stepped on.
The Qin Lang in front of her seemed to be the scumbag from back then.
Even if the class monitor had already walked out, it would not be good to see this scene.
They felt indignant for their class monitor.
If it wasn't for the fact that it had been too long, he would have found that little screenwriter and beaten him up.
"What a passionate Aries, so kind and abstract!”
Qin Lang shook his head and sang with a sad expression on his face, as if he had mixed his emotions into the song.
"She's so perfect…"
"His whereabouts are unknown…"
"My heart is so empty…"
"It's about to lose its shape…"
Xiong He couldn't help but want to stand up and ask Qin Lang to stop singing, but Chen Ming gave him a look. Xiong He could only hold back his anger.
All the recruits were stunned.
Was this kid really here to stay?
He felt like he was looking for a beating.
The class monitor was a fourth-term sergeant and a veteran of more than ten years. Training them was like playing. If they really fought, he could beat this kid to death.
After singing the song, Qin Lang put on a stubborn expression and dragged out the last note.
The young men and women who were traveling with him cheered and clapped.
"You sang really well. As expected of Qin Lang!”
"Brother Lang is still as good as ever.”
"This is called talent. A talented person will not lack food wherever he goes and will not lack girls to like him!”
"Playing and singing at the same time, charming!"
Qin Lang was a little proud of himself when he heard his companion's praise.
He had learned to play the guitar just to flirt with girls.
Usually, when he took it out to show off, he would always receive praise from everyone.
However, he saw that Chen Ming and the others didn't even clap. They didn't even have a hint of a smile on their faces. They were completely indifferent.
Qin Lang was a little angry.
This was too disrespectful. He knew that if someone else was performing, he would at least applaud politely.
However, this group of soldiers did not give him any good looks at all. They had been like this from the beginning, which made him extremely angry.
He said sarcastically and frivolously,"I heard that soldiers sing military songs very grandly. Why don't you guys sing a military song too?”
The recruits frowned and saw Qin Lang's smug expression.
They could all tell that Qin Lang was trying to provoke them by relying on his talent.
How could he tolerate this?
The recruits looked at each other.
Xiong He was about to speak when Chen Ming spoke first,""Do soldiers only know how to sing military songs? That's your prejudice against soldiers!”
"Since you want to hear it, I'll sing a song!”
After saying that, Chen Ming extended his hand to Qin Lang, indicating that he wanted a guitar.
Qin Lang raised his eyebrows slightly. This young man in military uniform could play the guitar?
So what if he could play the guitar? How could he be better than him?
He laughed secretly in his heart. As expected of a soldier, he couldn't be provoked and had to run into the field he was best at.
With that thought in mind, she reached out and handed her guitar to Chen Ming.
At this moment, everyone was curious about Chen Ming's actions.
Crimu's family looked at Chen Ming in surprise. They could see the awe-inspiring righteousness in this recruit.
The other recruits all smiled.
Although he didn't know how good the assistant's guitar skills were, Chen Ming's singing of the military song was very good on the way to the border.
Seeing that Chen Ming could stand up for the class monitor and strike a blow to the arrogance of this artistic youth, he was naturally very happy.
Qin Lang's companions also smelled the gunpowder in the air and had different thoughts.
Chen Ming held the guitar and pressed the strings.
He turned to look at the class monitor and said,"I'll sing a song for our class monitor. It's for an old friend in the distance!"”
Matthew was slightly stunned. He looked up into Chen Ming's eyes.
In the night, beside the bonfire.
Chen Ming's eyes were clear as he smiled.
Then, Chen Ming plucked the strings and said indifferently,""I'll sing 'For Huanghuai'!”
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