The wake-up call sounded, and the art troupe became lively and noisy again. Although the sun had not yet risen at this time, the sky was already bright. The mist fills the sky, and the mountains with a relative height of two thousand meters are looming in the distance. The smoke from cooking stoves is blown away by the wind. This is the human world.
Shortly after the wake-up call, the marching call sounded. In the army, everything depends on the sound of the trumpet. Not long after the exercise number came out, people all ran out talking and laughing. It was always lively when there were many people, and there was always something to talk about in the mess.
Hundreds of people from different positions and even some leaders came out. After gathering in their respective positions and forming teams, they started running back and forth on the hard concrete road, shouting slogans, one, two, three, four, one, two, one.
The band lined up together with the singing and dancing team, with male soldiers on one side and female soldiers on the other. Wang Yan was tall and stood in the front row. Hao Shuwen and others are also among the tallest female soldiers, and they are also at the forefront.
Hao Shuwen, who went back and came back down, would turn her head and glare at Wang Yan from time to time. The latter felt the gaze and occasionally smiled back and raised his eyebrows, which made Hao Shuwen even more uncomfortable.
Xiao Suizi, Lin Dingding and others who were one row behind could see clearly from behind.
Mainly because Chen Can and Wang Yan are in the same row. If they like someone, they can't help but look at them. That's the case with Xiao Suizi. She looked at the back of Chen Can's head and saw the 'game' between Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen. In the spirit of sharing, she pulled Lin Dingding next to her, and Lin Dingding pulled other female soldiers, and everyone knew it. .
They were probably thinking the same thing. They said they had nothing to do with Wang Yan. Who would believe it...
Wang Yan was not idle when he was teasing Hao Shuwen. He was recalling the song that was played during running breaks in class when he was in school thousands of years ago. It was the song with the little girl shouting the trumpet, the sound of whistles and the sound of footsteps. song.
After recalling the tune, Wang Yan silently added this tune to the second list of his to-do list. The first one is of course to write a military song and act like an artist.
The intensity of the morning exercise was not very high, that is, they ran a little more than one kilometer, and then the large group stopped running. Only the soldiers from a platoon responsible for the protection of the cultural troupe ran more and faster.
But many people in the art troupe don’t run, but that doesn’t mean they’re dead. They also have morning classes, which means that the whole day is in the morning, practicing voice, Qi, articulation, etc. There is also a group of dancing female soldiers doing splits to stretch their muscles and practice basic skills.
This cannot be fooled. After all, it is a professional skill, and the leader comes early in the morning to supervise strictly. Of course, for players like Wang Yan, the requirements are much lower, and the leaders are there.
However, Wang Yan himself did not relax. He found a nook with his suona and blew hard, making a lot of noise. Suona has very high requirements for aura, and his aura is naturally enough, but his proficiency in techniques is still far behind. His requirements are not high. He only needs to practice all his various musical instruments to LV3. This is a level that can be achieved.
There is no need to be deliberate, after all, his head is full of knowledge, and it doesn't take much time to master an instrument. It only takes three to five or seven years to practice a bunch of messy musical instruments. What he has most is time, and he is idle when he is idle.
After practicing like this, the team was disbanded and everyone went back to the dormitory to get their lunch boxes. The journey back and forth became a break and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.
Breakfast is certainly not rich, consisting of corn stubble porridge, corn pancakes, and salty pickles.
Wang Yan filled a lunch box of porridge and took two thick vegetable pancakes, which was already a lot. Even if the military is wealthy, it is not created arbitrarily. It is also a fixed amount, but the "amount" and "quantity" are higher than the "amount" and "quantity" of the general public.
Even the female soldier with a small appetite could eat more than half of the porridge in the lunch box and most of the very honest vegetable pancakes. This was all due to insufficient oil and water. Nowadays, the non-staple food is not very rich, with radish for the first meal and cabbage for the next meal.
Today's seats are almost the same as yesterday, but Liu Feng did not sit in the back, maybe because he couldn't let Lin Dingding eat fine food today.
Wang Yan could see clearly that Liu Feng took two bites of food and then glanced at the table of female soldiers. Over there, Lin Dingding was naturally frowning over the corn porridge and corn pancakes, which really hurt his throat. Lin Dingding is very pretentious and eats very hard.
At the same time, Xiao Suizi, who came over after cooking, broke half of his big pancake and gave it to Chen Can: "I can't eat that much, so I can't waste it. You can eat it."
"Oh~"
As expected, a group of people started to boo.
Xiao Suizi immediately blushed and ran away to sit at the female soldier's table. Chen Can also laughed and scolded the others, asking them not to make noises.
Wang Yan concentrated on eating, but he was also hungry. After all, I didn’t eat enough yesterday, and I also exercised this morning. He was already thinking about how to go out and get some meat to eat.
The population here in Mengzi is not large, and there are mainly more ethnic minorities. However, due to the third-line construction, there are also many people from all over the country coming here to support the construction. Also because it is located on the border, there are also heavy troops stationed here. Generally speaking, there are still markets here, but they are definitely not as large as the densely populated areas in the east.
His identity is a soldier, so it’s not easy to deal with...
While Wang Yan was studying, at the table of female soldiers, Hao Shuwen and He Xiaoping were both busy eating.
Lin Dingding said: "Hao Shuwen, something is wrong with you, why don't you speak."
"Eat your food quickly."
Lin Dingding leaned forward and said in a low voice: "We saw it. You were staring at Wang Yan in the morning, and said that you two were not getting along..." As he spoke, he smiled sweetly, The male soldiers who paid attention to him frequently looked sideways...
"Can we eat?" Hao Shuwen stared unhappily, why is this not over yet?
When she showed off her power, it was hard for others to say anything, but it made these people more aware that she and Wang Yan were getting along. Hao Shuwen was not stupid. She could read what others meant by the way they looked at her. This made her feel even more uncomfortable, and she couldn't explain why.
If you open your mouth to spread rumors, you will lose your legs if you refute them. The same applies here. Of course there are rumors that need to be clarified, but in fact no matter what the matter is, some people will not believe it if it is clarified, let alone such trivial matters as men and women. Time is the best antidote to such insignificant rumors.
Lin Dingding shrugged her shoulders, then broke off the two bites of the large pancake and said, "Liu Feng, I really can't eat it. You can eat it. Hao Shuwen, please pass it on."
Hao Shuwen took a deep breath and took the big pancake. She stood up and handed it to Liu Feng. She did not forget to stare at Wang Yan, who had his back to her and lowered his head to eat...
Breakfast time passed in a pleasant atmosphere. Everyone cleared their lunch boxes and returned to the dormitory to tidy up, wash up, etc., which was considered a digestion.
There is no doubt that Liu Feng is the one who cleans up Wang Yan's dormitory. Others occasionally help, but they are not as diligent as Liu Feng, and they are even less dedicated. They even fold their own quilts loosely.
There are only two people in this dormitory who fold the quilts neatly. One is Liu Feng. He was transferred from the frontline army and developed the habit. The other one is Wang Yan. He simply follows the Romans and does whatever they want.
Liu Feng is diligent, clean and hard-working, and the dormitory is kept spotless every day. Chen Can and others were occasional helpers a long time ago. Now, everyone has agreed that Liu Feng cleans every day, and even Liu Feng himself admits it.
Of course, Wang Yan also enjoyed the success, but at least he helped empty the pile of garbage, while the others couldn't move.
"You can't always keep Liu Feng alone." He sat on the bed and looked at the other people.
"He's a model. Besides, he doesn't like what we do. So what can we do? You're free, too. If you want to do it, just do it with him. No one will stop you."
Zhu Ke was angry and a bit unhappy in his words. He blamed Wang Yan for being too talkative and had more troubles. Of course, he was also mocking Liu Feng. But he was smiling and laughing, as if he wasn't targeting anyone.
"It doesn't take much effort. I'm used to it. I feel uncomfortable if I don't do it today." Liu Feng smiled and eased the atmosphere.
Wang Yan smiled. Of course he wanted to help Liu Feng and correct the concepts of the people in the dormitory. Now Zhu Ke is directly quarrelsome with him, somewhat mocking him, so it is not Liu Feng's business.
It is true that he, Wang, has no foundation. This is something everyone knows. On weekdays, everyone laughs together, and the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river. Of course, hello, me, and everyone are well. Now that he was suddenly raising his voice to make trouble, Zhu Ke was a mean person, so he was naturally unhappy, so there was no need to hide it, and he just insulted Wang Yan without thinking. After all, this kid even insulted the squad leader.
There were eight people in the dormitory. Liu Feng calmed down the atmosphere, while Zhu Ke directly supported him. The remaining Chen Can and others had different thoughts, but they all looked at Wang Yan. They wanted to see Wang Yan's reaction.
After all, Zhu Ke's words were tantamount to active provocation. They are all men, and they want to see how Wang Yan responds. Of course, he also meant to be unhappy. After all, Wang Yan was speaking to everyone and was looking for trouble for them.
They also couldn't understand. If Liu Feng wants to do it, then do it. Your surname is Wang, too. Why don't you have fun?
"Chen Can, what do you mean?" Wang Yan turned to ask Chen Can. The reason why he asked Chen Can was because this boy was considered the leader of the other people in the dormitory. Although the head of this dormitory is Liu Feng.
Zhu Ke knew Chen Can's identity, Zhu Ke was crazy, and then he still obeyed Chen Can. Then Zhu Ke suppressed the others, and naturally Chen Can became the de facto leader. Although there is no clear relationship, Chen Can is indeed the default opinion leader.
Chen Can shrugged indifferently: "I don't care. If you want to do it, just do it with our pacesetter and help him share the burden."
His words were very frivolous, and he obviously didn't take Wang Yan seriously. He also has a problem with Wang Yan, because since yesterday, Wang Yan has always mentioned the matter between Xiao Suizi and him, causing conflicts to him, and of course he is not happy.
Although he didn't pretend to be a disciple of a high-ranking official, he still had a psychological advantage. He was very calm and arrogant.
Conflicts among young people always come so quickly. Wang Yan understood what these people were thinking. Although he smiled at everyone, he couldn't be so thoughtful because people's minds were different. Moreover, this is not an equal relationship. Some of his normal behaviors may seem to others to be a bit pretentious.
But Wang Yan was actually helpless. His mentality was different after all. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he was not a twenty-year-old young man after all. What's more, he lived for more than a hundred years in the last world and was emperor for ninety years. One month in the real world is not enough to recover. Even if he recovers, he is still not twenty years old after all.
His normality is ordinary in his own eyes, but some of his actions, demeanor, and words make people feel pretentious, and there is nothing wrong with him. It is true that he has always been a pushover. Of course, he is not pretending, he is naturally awesome.
Chen Can, Zhu Ke and other high-ranking cadres have psychological advantages and arrogance, but Wang Mou is more than just arrogant.
But the current situation is that he just treats them as equals, which already makes them feel pretentious.
When Zhu Ke spoke like that, he might not even have thought about it, and he just said it so naturally. From his perspective, there's nothing wrong with it. But when it comes to Wang Yan, it's different.
He was originally waiting to tidy up the gang, but Zhu Ke bumped into him because he suggested that everyone do hygiene together.
Wang Yan nodded with a smile, raised his right hand not very politely, and pointed his index finger at Zhu Ke: "You will be responsible for cleaning tomorrow morning."
Then he pointed at Chen Can: "The day after tomorrow."
Zhu Ke was stunned for a moment and glanced at Chen Can, who was also stunned. He sat up from the bunk like a gangster: "What if I don't do it?"
"Hit you!" Wang Yan's reply was simple and clear.
Seeing that Zhu Ke was about to have an attack, Liu Feng quickly stopped Zhu Ke and pushed Chen Can, who was also getting up: "It's not a big deal, I can just clean up by myself. We are all comrades in the same dormitory. How boring is this?" . If the political commissar finds out, he will not be punished."
"Does he talk like that? And he hits me? Damn, who is afraid of whom? Liu Feng, get up. His parents died early. I have to teach him a lesson today."
Without saying a word, Wang Yan stood up and pushed Liu Feng aside with a slap. He reached out and pinched Zhu Ke's neck, lifted him up and pushed him onto the bed board of the upper bunk for support. At the same time, he clenched his other hand into a fist and punched him gently in the stomach.
Zhu Ke was suffocating, holding Wang Yan's hand with both hands, his legs were tumbling back and forth, his stomach still hurt, he rolled his eyes wildly, he looked like he was about to be strangled to death.
The dormitory was very quiet. No one thought that Wang Yan would suddenly take action, and no one thought that Wang Yan would be so violent. Liu Feng reacted the fastest and hurried forward to pull Wang Yan, but he couldn't push him away at all.
"Wang Yan, let go quickly, he is going to be strangled to death by you."
Wang Yan threw Zhu Ke on the bed with a smile: "Don't worry, I know it."
After saying that, regardless of Zhu Ke who was gasping for breath and curled up, Wang Yan looked at Chen Can: "Do you have any objections?"
"There's no need to make things like this, right?" Glancing at Zhu Ke, Chen Can pretended to be calm, "We are all comrades-in-arms, and we are still stirring up trouble in the same room. Why are you doing this if you don't look up to see each other? Can't we just talk about it and discuss it? ? Do you have to take action?"
"I asked you if you have any opinions, yes or no, answer me."
Wang Yan was still smiling, but his voice was light. It would be meaningless for Wang Yan not to quarrel or argue with him. Zhu Ke even brought Wang's parents with him. There was no need for Chen Can to be here, so there was no need to talk anymore.
"Wang Yan, you..."
"Okay, okay, Wang Yan, there's really no need." Liu Feng hurried forward and put his arms around Wang Yan's arms. He already knew who was the dangerous one, "Just cleaning, our dormitory is only so big The place is actually not too dirty, and there isn’t much work. I’ve been working there for so long, so it’s not a big deal.”
Wang Yan ignored Liu Feng, and when he saw Chen Can didn't respond, he stepped forward in two steps.
When Chen Can saw that Wang Yan was coming, he took action directly. He puffed up his energy, made a round fist with all his strength, and went straight towards Wang Yan.
With a chuckle, Wang Yan easily grabbed Chen Can's wrist and pulled him toward him. He also dragged Liu Feng sideways, who refused to let go, and kneed him in the stomach.
Chen Can immediately huddled on the ground holding his stomach, clenching his teeth and groaning, suffering from severe digestive pain and turbulence in his stomach.
"Okay, let go."
The confused Liu Feng let go of his hand blankly, watched Wang Yan sit back on the bed, and quickly stepped forward to help Chen Can up. He said: "Wang Yan, you are really..."
"I knew it and didn't want to kill them, so wouldn't I have to be dragged to target practice? It will only hurt for a while."
Wang Yan looked at Chen Can: "We are all in the same dormitory, how can we let Liu Feng clean the house by himself every day? And you, Zhu Ke, too, have to blame my parents. My parents left early , your parents were here, but they didn’t give you a good education. Instead, they took advantage of some connections in the family and became arrogant?
Oh, yes, when it comes to being related, we have to talk about the children of cadres. Chen Can, didn't you tell Hao Shuwen yesterday that you looked down on the children of their cadres? I think Zhu Ke is also quite crazy. Why do you have such a good time playing with him? Zhu Ke quite admires you. Your family must not be simple. Do you have a father who is a military commander like Hao Shuwen?
No, you can't even look down on Hao Shuwen. That means your father is higher than Hao Shuwen's father. He's not the commander of the military region, right? Your reaction tells me that I was right. But I don’t like the look in your eyes. What’s going on? Do you want your father to deal with me? Transfer me to the frontline unit? "
Chen Can snorted: "I'm not as narrow-minded as you said. I can't beat you because I am incompetent."
"If you were really so talented, you wouldn't come to the art troupe."
Wang Yan shook his head in a funny way and continued, "Tell me, just cleaning up, how big a deal is it? Is it worth taking action? We were laughing and joking together during dinner in the morning, and we suddenly became sour in the face? Are you just kids? I didn’t mean to fight with you two, and you two won’t listen to reason. Maybe you have more reason than me.
I don’t bully others either. From today on, let’s take it one day at a time. Today it’s Liu Feng, tomorrow it’s Zhu Ke, the day after tomorrow it’s Chen Can, the day after tomorrow it’s me, and the rest of you will make your own arrangements. Hygiene standards are just as they are now, is that okay? say! "
Zhu Ke muttered: "No!"
"Okay." Chen Can also answered, holding his teeth.
These two people were convinced, and naturally others did not dare to have different opinions.
Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's do it this way. From now on, we can all agree and discuss things smoothly without being arrogant. We all have one shoulder and one head. No matter how powerful my parents are, no one has more lives than the other. I'm sorry to both of you. Please be patient with your attack. Just wait for a few minutes and the pain will be gone for a few days. I'm a man, it's not a big deal. We will all be good comrades and comrades from now on.
Okay, that's it, it's not a big deal, just talk about it and it'll be fine. I'm leaving first. I can't keep up with my professional skills, but I have to practice hard and try to write songs with strong writing skills. "
After that, he ignored the others, took a book, pen and paper and left the dormitory, leaving only a room full of people staring at each other.
They were shocked by Wang Yan's rogueness, as if he wasn't the one who beat him...
Liu Feng looked at Zhu Ke and Chen Can, who were still curled up, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? If you can't, go to the health center immediately. Don't be brave. He said to hold back, but I didn't care. He’s not young at all, it’s been so long, I never thought he still had this skill.”
The eyes of Chen Can and Zhu Ke were filled with resentment. What the hell are you talking about here? It's all because of you...
But what can either of them say?
"It's okay. I feel much better now. Just hold on for a while. He really didn't hit me hard." Chen Can said reluctantly, "Okay, it's time soon. You guys should go first. Let us two take it easy for a while. , then pass by.”
Liu Feng wanted to comfort him and eliminate the trouble, but looking at Chen Can's reaction and looking at Zhu Ke who remained silent, he felt that he might have sex with him, so he wisely shut up in the end and only said that they must Keep it confidential and do not spread it to outsiders. So he left the dormitory to rehearse with other passers-by, leaving only the two of them.
"It fucking hurts." Zhu Ke finally screamed loudly.
Chen Can also grinned: "Who says it's not the case?"
The two of them felt pain for a while, and then Zhu Ke said again: "You just admit it?"
"Otherwise, what are you thinking? Haven't you heard what others say? We all have one shoulder and a head. No matter how powerful our parents are, no one has more lives than the other. What does this mean? You still don't understand? What if we Anyone who dares to play dirty will risk his life. He has no father or mother, no worries, and only one life. Can you do that?
He could lift you up with one hand and almost choke you to death, but he beat me like this with one move. Look at my wrist, which was so tight that it turned green. We brothers are like little chickens in front of him. We can't beat him, but we don't dare to scold him. What's wrong if we don't recognize him? It doesn’t matter who my father is. Besides, it’s not like you don’t know what’s going on outside right now, so just calm down. "
Chen Can's words were also full of resentment, even heavier than Hao Shuwen's gritted teeth.
"It's so fucking embarrassing. I just don't understand. Why do you think he's crazy? He's been here for more than a year, and it's gone like this. Why is he in trouble now?"
"Get out of here. He just mentioned it. Maybe he meant it. If you say you don't want to do it, then he won't do it. He has to be so weird. He also said that his parents are martyrs. If this word spreads, you will die. You have to shed your skin, and no one can protect you. As you say, who is not in a hurry to let you go?"
"I do have a bit of a dislike for him. I used to think he was pretty good. He was quiet and laughed at everyone. But these past two days, he has become unpleasant to me. Listen to what he said just now. Those are human words. What else...what's the matter with you? "
"Didn't you get beaten? He almost strangled you to death. I definitely can't just watch."
"I think even you don't feel good about him."
..."If you say that, it's true. He always talks about Xiao Suizi and me. We are innocent, what can we say? I tell you, don't make noises in the future... …”
"Didn't you also talk about Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen? You are allowed to talk about them, but they are not allowed to talk about you..."
Of course not, people are so shameless. He made fun of others and said he was joking. If others wanted to make a joke to him, it would be a no-brainer and he would immediately become sour.
The two of them cleaned up a little, reflected on their mistakes, and gently dismissed the article, as if they had let Wang Yan go. Of course this is impossible, they are just waiting for the opportunity...
Of course Wang Yan didn't care about the grudges of these two people. He made it clear that he didn't believe that these two people had the guts to trouble him again. It's impossible for him to leave any excuse for them. If he wants to come back with revenge, maybe he can only do it in the market economy in the future. When they become successful people, they will hold some kind of art reunion at that time, ridicule him, or secretly poke fun at him in the future. Those who stumble behind are all villains.
When we arrived at the rehearsal venue, Hao Shuwen and others had already arrived. He Xiaoping, who had been given two days off, did not rest either. She also came. Like other dancers, she changed her hair and clothes and showed off her beautiful figure. .
Hao Shuwen was talking happily with others in a loud voice. When he saw Wang Yan walking in, he gave him a fierce look and continued to joke with others.
Wang Yan still smiled and raised his eyebrows at Hao Shuwen, walked up to his group, and left here very consciously with his suona and a thick set of music, so as not to cause trouble for everyone.
It was the same room as yesterday. It was a utility room with some props piled in it. He continued to play the song "Hundred Birds in the Eyes of the Phoenix" here. He played for a long time yesterday and for more than half an hour during morning class. His progress has been obvious.
This is mainly because he has a good memory and knows the music by heart. The breath is sufficient, but a lot of effort in practicing Qi is missing. The brain reacts quickly and the hands are flexible. At the same time, he also has a profound level of appreciation and knowledge of music theory. If he does not make significant progress, his life will be in vain.
After playing for a long time, Wang Yan took out a pen and paper while taking a breather and began to write the lyrics.
A song mainly consists of three parts, lyrics, music and arrangement. To put it simply, the words are the lyrics, and the music is the tune of each lyric, that is, the melody when people sing the song a cappella. The arrangement is the accompaniment, which makes a song richer, fuller and more three-dimensional, and also sets off the lyrics and melody.
In order not to shock the world, Wang Yan decided to spend a month writing this song...
While he was studying 'creation' with this person, there was a knock on the door: "Wang Yan, are you in there?"
It was Liu Feng's voice, and Wang Yan responded: "Here he is."
"I've been looking for you for a while, but the political commissar told me that you were practicing suona here."
When Liu Feng opened the door and came in, he saw Wang Yan lying on the table writing something. He took a look at it, chanted the words on it, and asked curiously: "Do you really write songs?"
"Then I can still tell lies?"
"It's amazing. These sentences are so catchy and can be done."
Wang Yan smiled and asked, "Because of Chen Can and Zhu Ke?"
"Yeah, why are you so impulsive? We are all comrades in the same dormitory. How can we get along with each other in the future if we have such a quarrel?" Liu Feng came closer and whispered, "Besides, they are both juniors of high-ranking cadres. That's Can we afford it? In one sentence, our life is over. Isn’t it just cleaning? I’m pretty good at what I do, right?"
This is what I say from the bottom of my heart, but it is too soft. But in Liu Feng's case, he thinks that cleaning is just a matter of effort, and it's not strenuous anyway. He has always been a hard-working and kind-hearted person.
"You're overthinking. It's not about cleaning at all. It's Zhu Ke and the others who are too crazy. I just said it casually. Zhu Ke is carrying a gun and a stick. He is so evil. How can I tolerate him? What's more, he is carrying a stick. It's not like you didn't hear me. Chen Can and he are on the same side, and they are of the same mind. If I don't stand up to him today, they will bully me tomorrow.
You also said that if someone bullies me and gets in my way, what should I do if I am the son of a senior official? As mentioned above, if you hit with one punch, you can avoid a hundred punches. Give them a good meal today, and they will all be honest from now on. Don't worry, they both won't dare to do anything to me.
I still say the same thing, if they were so talented, they wouldn't come to the art troupe to hang out. I'm afraid of hardship when I go to the countryside, and I'm afraid of suffering when I go to the frontline army. That's it. I'm alone and not afraid of anyone. If you really want to make me anxious, I will go to the capital to find the superiors. I don't believe that there is no king's law.
Okay, if you don't get involved, nothing will happen to you. But I still have to tell you, don’t be too honest. You have done all the dirty work, and others take it for granted, and no one remembers your good deeds. "
"I do my own thing, and no one needs to remember my good deeds." Liu Feng's words are very powerful.
"That's up to you." Wang Yan smiled and patted his shoulder, "Go ahead. I'm concentrating on my creation, so don't affect me."
"It's really okay."
"move."
…
Time flashed to noon, and the bugle sounded again, and it was lunch time. Wang Yan tidied up, put everything in the rehearsal room, returned to the dormitory to get the lunch box, and then arrived at the cafeteria.
Today’s lunch is rice, cabbage and potatoes stewed. There are some oil stars floating on the vegetables, which can be regarded as oil and water.
The seats are naturally still the same, and their eating positions are almost fixed.
As he came and sat down, the dining table, which had been lively just now, suddenly became quiet. This was of course because of the fight in the morning and everyone was embarrassed.
But Wang Yan was not embarrassed. He was concerned about Chen Can and Zhu Ke: "Are you okay?"
Seeing Wang Yan acting like nothing happened, Chen Can twitched his lips and said, "It was nothing."
"That's good. You all have to eat. What are you looking at me doing? Is there a stain on my face?" After that, Wang Yan ignored them and ate his food.
The table of female soldiers at the back was still laughing and joking. Suddenly, Little Ballet said curiously: "Hey, didn't you notice? Why is their table so quiet today?"
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