We all lie flat, you roll into a major general?

I feel that Chen Ming sang a story and emotion plainly, which is moving.

"After all, the arrows that pass through mountains and rivers are all stabbing people who are ill with emotion, alas!" Kerim murmured, looking at the old Miao who couldn't control his emotions and was wiping tears beside him.

The singing gradually became ethereal, and gradually came to an end, leaving only the melody of the guitar.

Everyone was thinking about their own concerns, and in such an environment where the sky was high and the earth was far away, the ethereal singing seemed to knock on the door of their hearts.

Yoshihisa

Just a song.

Chen Ming put down the guitar and handed it to the stunned Qin Lang.

Suddenly, there was a gust of applause.

All the recruits applauded vigorously, including the Kerim family, clapping their hands enthusiastically.

The two girls also clapped their hands in amazement.

Chen Ming looks clean, and his voice is pure and penetrating.

Singing this ballad, pure and direct, conquers all.

In terms of singing skills, Chen Ming is no worse than Qin Lang.

When Chen Ming was in college, he was dragged by his roommate who coveted the beautiful senior sister in the music club to accompany him to sign up.

As a result, his roommate failed to enter the club.

On the contrary, Chen Ming was born with a good voice and a good talent for singing, so he joined the club.

And when the senior sister graduated later, she became the vice president of the club.

When Chen Ming sang, he sang the emotions and emotions in the song, making it even more touching.

His voice, which can carry the story, is truly emotional.

It is easy to remind the listener of himself, this is talent.

On the other hand, Qin Lang, singing just to show off his talent and play tricks, seemed very empty.

Holding the guitar to show off all kinds of skills, singing specious accents.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see who is better.

It can be said that the judgment is judged.

After Chen Ming sat back down again, the atmosphere returned to joy.

Everyone in the first class gave their praises one after another.

"It doesn't matter that brother Ming is so good at studying, and he sings so well, it really touched me!" Gong Fei said with admiration.

"I'm not afraid that Brother Bing is handsome, but I'm afraid that Brother Bing is handsome and full of talent!"

"Squad deputy, work hard!"

Xiong He laughed.

"Being a soldier is not just about carrying a gun and running. In terms of talent, you are no worse than ordinary people!"

Geng Jun said something lightly, which was obviously for Qin Lang and others.

Hearing these words, Qin Lang's expression turned ugly.

He didn't know the story behind it, he just felt that he was slapped in the face.

I wanted to show off, but was compared by an amateur soldier.

After all, he is from a mixed cultural circle, and singing and writing poems are his strengths.

But Chen Ming was just a member of the military circle, carrying guns and shooting cannons.

As a result, he could be overwhelmed by just standing up and singing a song, which made him quite shocked.

Even the two female companions who were walking with him looked at Chen Ming with eyes full of admiration at this time, which made Qin Lang feel even more uncomfortable.

Seeing Qin Lang's deflated appearance, everyone felt a burst of joy in their hearts.

Although Qin Lang was not the young screenwriter who snatched the squad leader's sweetheart away, he had the same identity, and he acted very selfishly, which made everyone uncomfortable.

With Chen Ming's attack, he meant to help the squad leader take revenge indirectly, just one word, cool.

After this incident, Qin Lang became honest, and went back to put the guitar away by himself, and when he came back, he just played with his mobile phone.

At this time, Kerim smiled and said, "The roast lamb is cooked, let's eat the roast lamb together."

The recruits all grinned and stepped forward to help share the roast lamb.

The amount is still quite enough, but only a little is allocated to the young artists, and they are too embarrassed to ask for more.

I can only watch with envy that the soldiers are biting the tender roast lamb with their mouths full.

Those literary and artistic young women still wanted to get close to Chen Ming, but they were all rejected, and they got acquainted later.

I don't know why, but it's not popular anyway.

After eating, Kerim said that there were no extra yurts for Qin Lang and the others to live in.

Qin Lang and the others had no choice but to helplessly set up a tent in front of the bonfire.

Anyway, I also had a bonfire and tasted the famous roasted whole lamb, which is not too bad.

The only regret is that their attitude was too arrogant at the beginning, and no one gave them a good face.

This made them very depressed, thinking that the tone was too high to offend others.

I didn't expect there to be such a great person in the army, so I have to be more humble next time.

Compared with the literary youth, they set up two tents by themselves.

The squad leader led Chen Ming and other recruits to live in an empty yurt, not to mention how comfortable it was.

In the middle of the night, everyone else was fast asleep.

Chen Ming's eyes were still bright.

Chapter 49 It's not justified without one!

In the yurt.

Across the carpet, it is equivalent to sleeping on the grassland, which has a special feeling.

It was not too early, but Chen Ming still couldn't fall asleep.

After all, he is full of energy, and he didn't do much work today, so his physical energy is still very full.

At this time, he was lying in the yurt, regretting not bringing out the rules and regulations.

Although the three major regulations have been memorized, there are still many things to remember in the army.

If it hadn't been for the fact that he hadn't expected to stay outside, he would have brought a few brochures with him.

Read the rules and regulations under the blanket with a flashlight, and accumulate more introversion points!

Of course, the more involution value, the better.

At this time, Chen Ming noticed movement beside him. He propped his head up to look, and found that the squad leader got up silently, opened the curtain and walked out of the yurt.

He was a little curious, and couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he got up and followed him out.

It is still dark outside now, the bonfire has been extinguished, and the aroma of roasted whole lamb still lingers between the lips and teeth.

Next to it is a large felt bag, not far away are two small tents, and a little further away is a flock of sheep.

The herd consciousness of the sheep is very strong, and there is a border shepherd guarding them, so they are not afraid of getting lost.

Looking along Hei Huhu's field of vision, he could still see the outline of the mountains.

Chen Ming took a glance and found the squad leader squatting in an open space.

He was smoking a cigarette facing the cold wind, and his back was a bit bleak.

Chen Ming thinks about it too. It's really not easy for the class leader to fall asleep when the young screenwriter is involved.

He walked over and knelt down next to the monitor.

The squad leader was a little surprised and asked, "Are you still asleep?"

Chen Ming smiled: "I still can't sleep, let's talk to you, monitor."

The squad leader nodded silently, gave Chen Ming a cigarette, and then looked into the distant distance.

Chen Ming is not addicted to cigarettes.

But in this situation, it is impossible not to accompany Yi Yi.

"Success, accompany one!"

So, he also smoked.

The two puffed and smoked in front of the clearing.

The squad leader obviously understood that the recruits like Chen Ming already knew about his past from Kerim.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so hostile to Qin Lang, and Chen Ming wouldn't have sung the song "Written to Huang Huai".

He didn't hesitate, and asked directly: "Chen Ming, do you think I should wait for her?"

This sentence is not only a question to Chen Ming, but also a question to himself.

In the past, Squad Leader Miao didn't think too much about these things.

But the arrival of Qin Lang and others today, as well as Chen Ming's song, reminded him of the past and made him think deeply.

Chen Ming looked into the distance and said, "Squad leader, do you think that even if she comes back, you will still be waiting for the person you want to wait for?"

The squad leader was taken aback for a moment, and heard Chen Ming continue to say: "Actually, what you miss is only the first time you met her, the best impression of her in your heart."

"But people change. The girl you liked is long gone."

"Even if she comes back with her body and mind full of scars, she will only disappoint you. Instead of this, it is better to bury that beauty in your heart forever and find a woman who can accompany you to live an ordinary life with tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. "

"Man, who doesn't have a white moonlight in his heart, but a white moonlight is always a white moonlight, so it can only stay in the past, and life must go on."

The squad leader was stunned for a while, then smiled bitterly, and said, "You know a lot, kid."

I have to say that Chen Ming's words were heartbreaking and deafening.

The question that made Lao Miao think about it for a long time was directly enlightened.

After more than ten years of waiting, he realized that what he was guarding might not be that person, but the shadow and obsession in his memory.

What he is really guarding are the people of the Xinjiang region, the rivers and mountains of the motherland.

As the lyrics say, "Let these hands with no complaints or regrets pack up what I want in the future."

Life still has to go on.

He dropped the cigarette butt and stamped it out, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "It's time to put it down."

……

The next day, when Chen Ming and the others woke up.

Come out to exercise your muscles and bones, breathing the morning air on the grassland.

It turned out that Qin Lang and his tent were no longer there, and it seemed that they drove away early in the morning.

They didn't care either.

After eating a breakfast hosted by the Crimean family, a pure Uighur breakfast.

Authentic milk tea and naan, each one is full.

According to the customs of the Uyghur people, if it is used to entertain guests, if the food is eaten less or wasted, it is disrespectful to the host.

After breakfast, the squad leader took them back to the barracks.

Everyone was content, and the holiday was quite colorful and unique.

This is absolutely impossible to experience as a soldier in other regions.

After returning to the military marketing vacation, and then carrying the purchased ingredients to the cooking team, they returned to the familiar dormitory.

On the rest day of the weekend, the squad leader did not order any special tasks, and left after giving instructions.