Fat man wants to be super god

Ye Zhengping is a veteran. He joined the army as a conscript at the age of 33. He joined the army in the Eastern Region, and Tigan is also in the Eastern Region. He is a native.After working in the army for five years, he was promoted from a soldier to a non-commissioned officer, and then became a grassroots official of the Thunder King Legion in the Eastern Region.

He has worked in the army for more than 300 years, from junior non-commissioned officer to mid-level non-commissioned officer, found an opportunity, successfully entered the military academy for further studies, and became an officer five years later.He studied in the Department of Starship Combat, and after graduation, he was also the captain of a miniature combat starship.

The starship combat system is similar to the mecha combat system, both of which belong to the cannon fodder profession. Unless they can continue to advance to obtain more powerful starships, they will be the first to be sacrificed when the battle comes.Therefore, the base is also very large, and most of the soldiers and officers in the army are like this.

Since King Lei planned to become independent, he had been dispatched to the front line to be in charge of an action team.During the half a year of confrontation between the Eastern Territory and Huaxia, he often engaged in small-scale battles with the Huaxia army, causing mutual damage, so he has experienced hundreds of battles.

After a long time in the front line, parting from life and death, his nerves were tense. After one of his comrades was killed in battle at the beginning of the month, he had emotional problems.Sometimes I was very depressed. After training, I went back to the room without saying a word. I just lay on the bed and couldn’t sleep. I was in a daze all night.Sometimes when he went to the battlefield and saw Huaxia's starship, he was so violent that he wanted to pounce on him and kill him. Once he even refused to carry out the order of his superiors and chased the enemy without authorization. off.

He knew that he had battlefield syndrome, and it was useless for a psychologist to intervene on him, and because of the huge pressure, his mental storm came ahead of schedule.

Ye Zhengping is not a special case. There has been no war in China for more than 400 years.As a cosmic superpower, although Huaxia will also undertake the work of "cosmic police", the people who are sent out for internships are not available to low-level officers and soldiers like Ye Zhengping.Therefore, soldiers who were born in peace and grew up in the spring breeze suddenly came into contact with real wars. Even sporadic deaths caused their emotions to fluctuate to a greater or lesser extent.

There are many mental illnesses, and thus more mental storms are caused, but most of them are still in the early stages and will not lose their lives immediately.However, this is also a potentially terminal illness. If it is not treated, it will be a death sooner or later.

Lei Wang declared his independence. Although he has tried his best to retain talents from all walks of life and strive to maintain a normal life in the Eastern Region, there are not many Guyuanqu masters who can heal mental storms in the entire China.So far, there are only two ancient source music masters in the Eastern Territory, and their abilities are limited. They are mainly soothing, and cannot achieve the effect of healing at all.

Ye Zhengping's pessimistic thinking believed that he might be waiting to die now. The battlefield did not kill him, but he would die in a mental storm.In this case, it is better to leave the army and go home, find a wife and have a child, as long as you no longer touch the trigger source, you will be fine for another 200 years.

There are not a few people who think like him, and pessimism will be infected, resulting in the general low morale in the Eastern Region today, which makes the senior leaders of the Thunder King Legion very anxious.

Ye Zhengping was ordered to retreat from the front line five days ago. At the same time, there were nearly [-] officers and soldiers who had similar problems with him. They were gathered together and controlled the movement. Master Gu Yuanqu Intensive treatment.

Although it is understandable, they are afraid that their emotions will spread and affect other soldiers who have not yet entered the battlefield, but being controlled is unpleasant in itself, especially what makes them unhappy is the Guyuanqu master who is condescending and benevolent. The face, obviously has no ability, but blames them for not cooperating with the treatment.

In just five days, the controlled officers and soldiers had already clashed with the person who controlled them twice, all because of that Gu Yuanqu master.

"I can't live through this day, it's better to die on the battlefield."

"That's right, they brought us back from the front line just to lock us up here. Is this a slag cave or a concentration camp?"

"Am I going to die? At least let me meet my parents before I die."

"I still have a wife and daughter. If I'm gone, how will they live?"

……

Such pessimistic sentiments continued to spread in this isolated barracks. Everyone felt that the future was hopeless. Some people even had some doubts about the Eastern Territory, and their beliefs were collapsing little by little.

Among these people, Ye Zhengping's condition was relatively serious. He didn't even have the energy to complain, and he resigned himself to fate, as if it didn't matter if he died now.

Without the belief in living, he doesn't even want to eat, his head is in a throbbing pain, and he just wants to lie on the bed, even if he lies down until the world perishes, no one will let him move.

The medical robot gave him nutritional injections, and there was a little sedative effect in the injections, allowing him to sleep for a while.Just closing my eyes, what I saw was the starship that exploded in space, and the faces that passed away, some were smiling, some were crying, and some were smiling at themselves with blood and tears.I opened my eyes profusely, with a severe headache.

The door was knocked.

A young nurse in a light green uniform came in, with a smile on her youthful and beautiful face, and said to him: "Commander Ye, wake up, Battalion Commander Battalion Commander asked me to tell you to gather, there is a performance to watch."

Ye Zhengping glanced at the time. It was only three o'clock in the afternoon. After they came to this barracks, they had never assembled except for the first day.The higher-ups were not even willing to let them gather together, for fear that the pessimism would be contagious. These days, apart from seeing some people with the same disease in the cafeteria, the doctors and nurses who were arranged here were the ones he saw the most.

"Let's go." The little nurse was specially selected, with a very energetic smile, a snappy voice like a yellow warbler, and nimble movements, regardless of Ye Zhengping, who looked like he was dying, pulling people away. Just put on your clothes.

Following Ye Zhengping's arrangement of the bed under him, it quickly transformed into a wheelchair, and followed the little nurse out the door.

During the whole process, there was no chance for Ye Zhengping to refuse.

Therefore, Ye Zhengping became even more depressed.

How can I say that I am also the majestic forward captain on the battlefield. I have participated in more than 30 small battles, and my subordinates have also suffered lives.If a little girl slapped her down easily, she would go out without even having the right to say no.This day is really impossible.

When Ye Zhengping went downstairs, the doors of many rooms in the corridor were opened. The ones on their floor were all seriously ill, and almost everyone had an old face drooping, sitting in a wheelchair unhappily, and passively went out the door.

The only thing that made Ye Zhengping happy was that the other people were accompanied by medical robots, and only he was followed by a young nurse.

But when she turned her head, she saw the little nurse turning into another room, her crisp voice was still ringing in her ears, but it was getting weaker and weaker.Ye Zhengping's face drooped immediately, with an expression that life would be worse than death.

When I went downstairs, I found that almost all the people had come. Those who were seriously ill sat in wheelchairs, and those who were mildly ill walked by themselves.I don’t know when a stage was set up on the square in the middle of the camp. It’s not big, only about 10 square meters. The stage is two meters high. Stage chairs are placed in front of the stage. Just sit on the stage chairs, and the stage chairs will automatically rise and fall. It will also swing to the music.Such a simple stage is very common in military camps. When art soldiers come to work in the army, they will build such a stage every time. It is fully robot-operated and can be built in only [-] minutes.

When the wheelchair reached the edge of a stage chair, Ye Zhengping didn't need to move it himself, as long as the two chairs were docked, it would automatically turn around.

Ye Zhengping sat on the stage chair, glanced at the empty stage in the middle, really couldn't arouse interest in watching the performance, so he leaned his head on the backrest, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

time flies.

Ye Zhengping felt that he just closed his eyes for a while, but it seemed that a long time had passed, and his position had changed at some point, and he rose into the sky.

A magnetic and hoarse singing voice slowly flowed by my ears.

"I am not a rock

not a tear

i'm just a bird

Looking for the direction of home”

The tune is very slow, and the soundtrack is also very clean, so clean that people are surprised. You must know that the music of the big universe today is dominated by complicated styles. Such songs are too different.

With the evolution of human physical fitness, the ability to capture sound is stronger, and it is also able to distinguish different sounds more delicately.When those sounds are skillfully blended together by the composer, the composite sound is very shocking to human hearing.This is the mainstream, and he is used to listening to such songs.

But at this moment, the soundtrack of this song is too clean. There is only one instrument, which is a stringed instrument, and there are only a few notes, which are combined and played in a very simple way.

Ye Zhengping opened his eyes, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a person in the middle of the stage. It was a man. He was holding a gourd-shaped qin, sitting on a high stool, plucking the strings with his fingers, and singing leisurely.

"I am not a grain of sand

not a sigh

i'm just a kid

Looking for the embrace of love"

The voice raised, and Ye Zhengping recalled the previous singing and lyrics. He didn't feel touched too much. It was a very ordinary singer, a very ordinary song. Although it took a different approach, it didn't have the energy to move people. It was obviously a failed performance.

But when he thought this way, the sound of the piano suddenly became excited, a series of rapid strings were plucked, followed by a kind of wonderful energy, which seemed to overflow from that person's body and spread instantly.

Ye Zhengping keenly felt that he was covered by such energy.

Then he saw the man suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of jewel-like eyes, shining like a starry sky, translucent like a pool of clear water, obviously not aggressive, but he seemed to be taken into consideration by the other party a feeling of.

He heard the man sing loudly.

"It's like flying

this is the feeling of freedom

Flying against the wind in the blood-stained sky

With a brave heart that never weeps"

Ye Zhengping felt his heart beat violently a few times. In the high-pitched singing, he seemed to see the sounds of fighting in the universe, the blood-stained starry sky, and the desperate cry, like a dagger. He stabbed hard in the heart.

Yes.

We fought for our country, we fought for our beliefs, we were brave, we struggled, we died in battle, all with a brave heart that never weeps.

"It's the feeling of running

like breaking free

Running with head held high on the land full of sharp knives

With a brave heart that never weeps"

Yes.

We fight, we bleed, we die because of it, we fight bravely on the battlefield full of war, we run wildly on the land full of sharp knives, we rely on a brave heart that never cries.

"It's not a fantasy

not a madness

this is what i firmly believe

The appearance of a splendid life"

Yes.

I am a soldier, and it is my mission to defend my home and country, to kill the enemy and fight the war.When I put on my uniform, when I took the oath of service, I already knew that being buried under the flag was the best place I belonged.I don't want to die, but I can't escape, whether it's disease or madness, I shouldn't evade my mission.I should strengthen my faith and let my life shine brightly!

When the song reached its climax, many people looked at the person in the middle of the stage with suddenly awakened eyes, as if they had just woken up from a dream.

who is it?

who is singing?

Who awakened our sense of purpose?

Who reminds us of our faith?

Look down.

Still that man.

That strange man.

It's just that at this moment, he became taller inexplicably.

When the singing reached its climax, it gradually softened, as if singing a cappella in the ear.

"I am not a rock

not a tear

i'm just a bird

Looking for the direction of home..."

The heart is like the strings, being gently plucked.

I remembered the night when I was young and chose to join the military camp.

I remembered the day when I was young and wore a military uniform.

I am not a god, I am not qualified to change this world.

I'm just a soldier, fighting for what I believe in...

The singing faded away, and the stage was very quiet. Everyone looked at the man in the middle of the stage, silent, reminiscing, thinking...

Yiren was sitting at the front of the stage. He felt the power and artistic conception of Wang Ye's songs. As a soldier, his blood was stimulated, and he even had the urge to rush to the front to kill the enemy.

He firmly believes that Wang Ye is the most powerful Guyuanqu master, bar none!His spiritual power makes his singing full of healing power, even if he is not sick, there is a sublimation of the soul after being washed.

But the scene was too quiet.

The reactions of these soldiers were too calm, and even the whole scene had a strange cold feeling.

Still fail?

Although he thought it might be better for Wang Ye to treat him one-on-one, Wang Ye said that he wanted to gather people together. Out of trust in Wang Ye, he agreed to Wang Ye's request and also expected to see a miracle.

But what is the reaction now?

no response?

Is it a failure?

Yiren looked at Wang Ye uneasily. He regretted that he didn't stand firm and should have stopped Wang Ye in the first place.

He knew that the live broadcast on Wang Ye's personal platform was still on. So many people watched Wang Ye's on-site treatment. If it failed, it would have a great impact on Wang Ye's personal reputation, especially at the critical moment when Wang Ye's position shifted. There are not a few celebrities who have been ruined by this.

How to do?

How to remedy it?

Yiren was secretly anxious, but Wang Ye was calm.

He had already used his mental power, not to mention the [-] people present, even those who listened to the live broadcast on Skynet should have felt the healing effect of his mental power to some extent.

Didn't you see that the Internet was all blown up?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , It’s okay for you to be a mecha master, but you ran to become a terrorist again, do you know that you are so crazy? Give you some more time, maybe the big universe can’t stop you.”

"This guy is definitely the most powerful inter-industry expert I have ever seen."

"This song is good, I give you a thumbs up."

"Let's do it again, I haven't heard enough! Lord Ye, you sing like the sound of nature. I can't hear enough in my life. Please don't stop, keep singing!"

"Wang Ye is really awesome. I can swear that I feel the power of healing in his songs. This is the power of the legendary Guyuanqu master, right? It can be transmitted across the Skynet. It shouldn't be mine. Illusion, right?"

"You are not delusional, I also have a feeling that my spiritual power has been touched! There is another song from the great master, I still want to listen!"

"Ahhh! Husband, quickly sow seeds for me!"

Although the scene was very cold and silent, the reaction on the Skynet had already explained everything. Many people screamed hysterically, knelt and licked Wang Ye's messages, and worshiped Wang Ye like a god.

That is, these reactions let Wang Ye know that the veterans at the scene were not unresponsive, but the reaction was too strong, so they couldn't make an appropriate reaction for a while.

Finally, a person stood up tremblingly.

Wang Ye looked up and saw that the man was a company commander, and the badge on his shoulder was shining brightly under the sunlight.His face was gray and thin like a skeleton, but his eyes were bright and full of brilliance. He looked at Wang Ye from a distance and said, "Is there any more songs you sing?"

"Yes." Wang Ye nodded.

"One more song."

"it is good."

After the simple two-sentence dialogue ended, Wang Ye lowered his head and adjusted the strings, waking up his throat.

Just now he sang "Brave Heart" by Wang Feng, and now he plans to sing "Let Me Sprinkle Some Wildness on the Snow" by Cui Jian.Different from the first song, the second song has no direction, it just wants to let these veterans go along with them and release the suppressed things in their hearts.Battlefield syndrome is not only the danger of mental storms, but more importantly, some psychological problems, which should be avoided rather than blocked.

Finally, Wang Ye stood up and walked to the front of the stage. His eyes were looking forward, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

He opened his mouth.

"I'm shirtless against the wind and snow

on the way out of the hospital

Don't stop me I don't want clothes

Because my illness is that I don't feel

give me some meat give me some blood

Change my Zhi Ru Gang and Yi Ru Iron

make me cry make me laugh

Let me get a little wild on this snow"

It was originally just a rock song, and I hope everyone will sing it together and cheer up, but unexpectedly, it just hit the heart of every veteran.

They also don't want to be sick themselves, they also want to be normal, when they left the front line and were locked up here like plague patients, they felt that their hearts were shrinking, and they were full of despair and curse for this world.

Yes, we are not patients!

No one can lock us up!

We are free!

We just want to go wild!

"YiYeYiYe just can't feel because of my illness

YiYeYiYe let me run wild on the snow"

Wang Ye sang the chorus part like this, and when he sang the second time, the voices of the veterans joined in.

"YiYeYiYe just can't feel because of my illness

YiYeYiYe let me run wild on the snow"

As everyone's emotions were mobilized, the stage chairs swayed together, and the whole world swayed, swaying with Wang Ye's singing.

"YiYeYiYe just can't feel because of my illness

YiYeYiYe let me run wild on the snow"

The singing became louder and louder, and even Wang Ye's singing could no longer be heard, but the wanton joyful emotion was perfectly continued.

The stage was shaking, the veterans stood up, the disease was far away, and their faces were full of vitality. They waved their arms and sang loudly at the top of their lungs.

"YiYeYiYe just can't feel because of my illness

YiYeYiYe let me run wild on the snow"

Yiren also stood up, took off the hat on his head, stepped on the chair and shook his coat.

The appearance of the "Heroes and Warriors" from the Eastern Region pushed the show to a climax. Some people were screaming, some were roaring, some were singing and crying, crying loudly, suppressing the sadness in their hearts And the pain flowed out together with the tears.

From now on, I will stand up, I will not forget you, and I will fight together with your mission on my back!

"YiYeYiYe just can't feel because of my illness

YiYeYiYe let me run wild on the snow"

The audience on Skynet was even more excited. The chorus part of this song is really too presumptuous, full of willfulness and willful behavior.

Everyone will be bound by various frameworks while alive, but the human heart is the biggest, and nothing can constrain the human mind.

We don't have too many requirements, we just want to be willful for a while, just want to be wild on the snow!

crazy.

Everyone is crazy!

Wang Ye only played the chord of the chorus, and everyone only sang these two lines of lyrics.

But everyone was high, crazy, and laughing.

This is Wang Ye's song.

It is infectious, makes people crazy, makes people scream, makes people laugh, and makes people shed tears.