Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

After Hong Guan finished firing the bullets and put away his gun, the instructors were a little confused. "Guan Peng, have you ever fired a gun before?"

"How is that possible? This is a flower-growing place. Even if I wanted to fight, I wouldn't have a chance!"

"Then how did you manage to get ten rings in every shot?"

Hong Guan pretended to be confused and calmly said, "Remember the key points the instructor said. Three points are in a straight line. Isn't it enough to have hands?"

Several instructors had their mouths twitching, feeling that Hong Guan was showing off, but they had no evidence. The most upset was Old Wu, who had thought that Hong Guan would have weaknesses, but was slapped in the face again.

Hong looked at their expressions and laughed in his heart. It felt really good to go back to his student days occasionally to relax and act cool and then get slapped in the face.

Soon a month of training was over. After the whole army had a drill, it was time for a bonfire party in the evening. Those who could sing and dance went up to perform!

Several students from Cangzhou, although they had been trained badly, still went up to perform their boxing skills. Hong Guan nodded secretly. It was indeed very good to watch, but as for the attack power, it was just for show.

Baguazhang is also known as Bagua Dragon Palm, and it does make the body move like a swimming dragon, but it is useless. Baguazhang's main attack is to use dark hands, focusing on the vital points and joints. It seems that the boy has not learned any of them!

Hearing the cheers, Hong Guan quickly came back to his senses. The Hobbit Zheng Wei jumped onto the stage and sang a song called Red Sun.

To be honest, her Cantonese is just like Char Siu Fen's Mandarin, it's hard to describe!

Moreover, he was wearing a camouflage uniform, which looked like a coated rabbit. It was really hard to love him. But Xu Kaiyang opposite him liked this one and couldn't take his eyes off it!

After singing a song, Zheng Wei saw Hong Guan, her eyes rolled, and she smirked, "Everyone knows that among our classmates, there is a talented person who doesn't have to train with us. We are exposed to the wind and sun every day, but he enjoys himself every day. Can everyone tolerate it?"

The students below immediately followed suit and said, "We can't stand this!"

Even the instructor joined in the commotion, shouting that it couldn't be tolerated!

Zheng Wei smiled with a look of triumph, "Then how about letting Guan Peng come up and sing a song for everyone?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Hong Guan stood up speechlessly. "Child, you are going too far!"

Hearing the word "children" again and looking at the smiles of the classmates around her, Zheng Wei became even more angry. "If I ask you to sing, you should sing. It's not proper to be so shy. What's wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he pointed the microphone in the direction of the crowd, and those people also cooperated, saying "Big girl, hahahaha!"

Zheng Wei continued to incite, "One, two, three, four, five!"

The following response: "We have waited so long!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!"

"We are waiting so anxiously, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

Hong Guan brushed off the dust on his butt speechlessly and walked onto the stage. "Zheng Wei, it's not that I don't want to sing, but once I open my mouth, I will reach the ceiling of this stage, and you, a child, will become a stepping stone!"

Zheng Wei curled her lips and said, "Stop talking nonsense and come quickly. Don't let others look down on you!"

Hong Guan pretended to sigh and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. "That year, I put my hands in my pockets and didn't know what an opponent was! Since you want to see my strength so much, I will let you broaden your horizons!"

Zheng Wei didn't answer. She rolled her eyes at Hong Guan, threw the microphone over to him, and jumped off the stage.

Hong Guan looked at the people in the audience and thought of a song that fit the occasion: "Today we can stand here because China has become strong. But when we were weak, there was a group of people who dyed the national flag red with their blood in exchange for a peaceful and prosperous era for China.

This song is dedicated to the revolutionary martyrs and all the PLA soldiers who defended the country. The song is called Dislocated Time and Space! "

"That year you were the same age as me

As young as a young song

But in order to create that new world in the dream

You turned and hurried into the wind and rain

I see thousands of lovely you

Don’t look back and run towards the depths of the smoke

How many youthful figures disappear into the night

In exchange for the morning light

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

We meet again after a hundred years of time and space

That smile before you turned around

I understand

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

The ground under your feet has changed time and space

The red you left swaying in the wind

In the heart

I raise my hand and I take the same oath

Your smile is so clear in black and white

You said you never regretted dedicating your life to

This vast land

I want to reach out and hug you tightly

Tell you everything is settled

The flower grower you dreamed of a hundred years ago

how beautiful

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

We meet again after a hundred years of time and space

At this moment we will always be connected

I understand

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

The ground under your feet has changed time and space

The red you left swaying in the wind

In the heart

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

We meet again after a hundred years of time and space

At this moment we will always be connected

I understand

I look up at the starry sky that you have seen

The ground under your feet has changed time and space

The red you left swaying in the wind

In the heart, in the heart

After the song was sung, the scene fell into silence. Many people with a military background in their families, as well as the soldiers present, all had tears in their eyes. Hong Guan also cried, for he thought of his comrades-in-arms from the time he traveled through the Sword of the Dragon King.

None of them are very old, and those who have not experienced the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression have any idea how desperate that war was.

But there is such a group of people who always believe that everything will be fine, and they keep coming forward and falling on the road to charge!

At this time, the company commander stood up with tears on his face and shouted "Good!" and then clapped hard. Everyone also reacted and clapped hard, their hands turned red!

Zheng Wei looked at Hong Guan in the audience with a puzzled look. Ruan Guan glanced at her sisters and shook her head slightly, thinking that one should not meet someone too amazing when one is young.

Just like when Guo Xiang met Yang Guo at Fengling Ferry that year, she was determined to fall in love with Yang Guo.

Even though she was accompanied by the brilliant He Zudao and the honest Zhang Junbao, Guo Xiang remained unmarried for life and founded the Emei Sect. Her first disciple was named Feng Ling, the Feng Ling of Fengling Ferry!

Xu Kaiyang noticed the way Zheng Wei looked at Hong Guan and was a little speechless. Although he knew that Zheng Wei was not Hong Guan's type, he still felt a little annoyed that he had gained an opponent without realizing it.

The problem is that this opponent is too damn strong. He is good at both literature and martial arts. I don’t see any possibility of winning!

The bonfire party was over, but Hong Guan did not rest. Instead, he was called to the office by the company commander and met a man with the rank of colonel.

"Guan Peng, let me introduce you. This is the leader of our Iron Fist Group, Leader Li. I told him that the song Dislocated Time and Space that you sang is very suitable for the National Day Gala, and I wanted to talk to you about it."

After hearing this, Hong Guan immediately saluted with a standard military salute, "Hello, Commander!" A regiment that can have its own name must be a combat hero regiment!

Captain Li walked up to Hong Guan and patted him on the shoulder. "Not bad, young man. Xiao Ma said your song is good. Can you sing it for me?"

"Okay, Captain!" Hong Guan started to sing "Displaced Time and Space" again. Captain Li's eyes were filled with tears. Judging from his age, he might have beaten monkeys before.

"Not bad, really good. Did you write this song yourself?"

"Yes, Captain!"

"I can't believe you can write a song like this at such a young age. It's not easy!"

Hong Guan felt a little embarrassed. If we really count from the time when the sword was drawn, my feelings are deeper than yours!

"Thank you for the compliment, Commander. I was also born in a flower-growing family and grew up under the red flag. I never forget that the peace we have today was won with the lives of the martyrs!"

Captain Li smiled even more pleased. "You are a great young man. The motherland needs people like you. It would be great if you were my soldier. Are you interested in singing this song at the military district's National Day party?"

Hong Guan saluted again, "Yes! And I have written three other songs, all of which are very suitable for singing at the National Day Gala!"

Captain Li became interested. "Oh? You are well prepared. Sing the other three songs too!"

Hong Guan nodded, and sang "Parting Blooms", "The Lone Brave" and "As Wish Comes True" again. Although Hong Guan did not want to copy the songs, he felt that these four songs should be allowed to shine in advance.

1995 was the time when the bald eagle dream brainwashed the Chinese people the most. Many people sold everything they had just to allow their children to go abroad and settle down. It was the time when China needed national confidence the most!

Captain Li turned around and wiped his eyes. "Great, that's great. We are relieved to have a child like you. Don't worry, record the accompaniment of the song as soon as possible. You will be indispensable for the National Day Gala!"

Hong Guan also nodded excitedly. In the past month or so, Hong Guan's mentality has become much younger. He would love to do more for the flower growers in this world!

"Thank you, Captain Li, thank you, Captain Ma! I will start recording right after I get back. As long as the country needs me, I will always be ready!"

The next day, we returned to school. There were still two days until National Day, and the school did not arrange any classes. We just held a class meeting to let everyone get better acquainted with each other, and then elected class leaders.

Hong Guan had no choice but to become the arts and literature committee member of the class. There was no other choice!

With nothing to do in the afternoon, Hong Guan came to the Baihua Recording Studio on Xinjiekou South Street, intending to prepare the accompaniment and demos for the four songs. With the blessing of high attributes, he remembered clearly what instruments were used in the songs in his previous life.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a listless, sleepy receptionist. "Hello, I want to record a few songs. I want to know how much it costs?"

The receptionist looked up and saw Hong Guan's appearance. He was stunned for a moment, then became more energetic. "Can we record it? Is the accompaniment ready?"

"not yet!"

"Do you need us to provide instruments and musicians?"

"Yes."

"One thousand per hour in the recording studio, one thousand per song for musicians and instruments, and if a tuner is needed, the price is five hundred per song."

Hong Guan was a bit stingy and just assumed that the job could be completed in an hour, but the musicians and instruments cost 4,000 yuan, plus 2,000 yuan for the tuner, so 7,000 yuan was gone.

No wonder musicians are so poor. They spend all their money on recording songs. It’s so damn expensive.

Don’t feel that you are at a disadvantage. Baihua’s equipment is top-notch and it costs a lot of money to maintain it on a regular basis.

"Okay, can you let the musicians communicate with me first?"

The receptionist nodded, "Okay, follow me!"

Turning into the recording studio at the back, I saw a man wearing jeans, a white shirt, and shoulder-length hair. He was standing next to the mixing console, wearing headphones, listening to the people singing inside.

The receptionist and Hong Guan did not interrupt, but waited quietly. After the people inside finished singing, the receptionist spoke up, "Boss, this guy wants to come and record a song, but he doesn't have anything, so he wants to meet the musicians!"

Hong Guan scratched his nose in embarrassment. What could he do? The lyrics and music were all given by the system. He really couldn't even play any musical instrument!

"Don't talk nonsense, I brought the lyrics and music, and I've already thought about how to arrange the music and what instruments to use!"

The man with the shawl hair nodded with a cold attitude, but since business came to him, he would not turn it away. After all, the recording studio is for making money.

People like him seem to be the ones who play rock music themselves. They think highly of themselves and in their eyes, people who sing pop music are rubbish!

"Please take it out and let me see it!"

Hong Guan took out four pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them to the boss. The man took them casually, but soon became serious and read all four songs. He didn't say a word after reading them!