"Xiaoping, how come you know how to write poetry? Didn't you just graduate from junior high school?"
"Yes, did you really write this poem, or did you copy it from somewhere?"
"After graduating from junior high school, you can't even recognize the characters, but you can still write poems? Why don't I believe it?"
Seeing that Xiaoping's poems were actually published in blackboard newspapers, many people began to comment sourly.
In their view, Xiaoping, who had just graduated from junior high school and had no identity, background, or family background, was not qualified to write any poems.
When Xiaoping heard this, she couldn't help but secretly admire Xiang Nan's foresight.
He should have expected that after he took out the poem, someone would question it, so he reminded himself to write it down in his notebook.
Now, if anyone is questioning it.
"Of course I wrote it myself. If you don't believe me, look at it. These are my scraps." Xiaoping climbed onto the bed and took out her notebook from under the quilt. There were indeed several scrapped poems in it.
It seems that Xiaoping didn’t write it in a day or two, and she didn’t revise it once or twice.
Seeing Xiaoping presenting evidence, the others had nothing to say.
Seeing everyone speechless, Xiaoping felt happy in her heart.
…
Xiao Suizi immediately helped Xiaoping and published the poem on the blackboard.
After this poem was published, it caused a small commotion.
Many people praised this poem for being well written.
Their compliments gave Xiaoping a great sense of satisfaction.
Two days later, people not only praised Xiaoping, but also envied and hated her.
Because Xiang Nan wrote another song based on this poem written by Xiaoping, and the name was called "The Spring Water on the Border is Clear and Pure".
He went to the political commissar with this song. After singing a cappella in front of the political commissar, he made the political commissar so happy that he held Xiang Nan's hand and refused to let go.
"Liu Feng, this song is really well written. You are really a great talent in our art troupe." The political commissar said with satisfaction.
This song, like the song he wrote last time, is very good. The lyrics are touching and the melody is beautiful. It's really good. It can also be seen from this that Liu Feng is really a talent.
"Thank you, political commissar, for the compliment." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "However, this song is not my fault alone. I got the inspiration after reading the poem written by Comrade He Xiaoping. So, she deserves half of the credit."
"Oh?! Is that true?" the political commissar said in surprise, "It seems that our art troupe is really hiding its dragons and crouching tigers, and there is another talented girl coming out."
"Yes, political commissar, I also think Comrade He Xiaoping's lyrics are very good." Xiang Nan said with a smile.
"Well, no wonder. Her biological father is an intellectual and her family is well-educated. It's not surprising that she can write poetry." The political commissar nodded.
When Xiang Nan heard this, he felt a little creepy.
On Xiaoping's enlistment file, he clearly wrote [Legen] in the birth column. But she didn't expect that the political commissar knew all about her origins. His little actions failed to hide it from him at all. It's really scary.
"Political commissar, Xiaoping has made a clear break with her biological father, and has also changed her stepfather's surname. She can be regarded as a good comrade." Xiang Nan thought for a while and said cautiously.
He was worried that the political commissar would erase Xiaoping's contribution to the song because of her poor background. In that case, his plan would fail.
"Yes, as long as you are willing to correct yourself, you are a good comrade." The political commissar nodded, "Liu Feng, I will register this song for you. Our regiment is short of talents, the more the better."
"Yes, the political commissar is right." Xiang Nan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
He knew that the political commissar wanted to protect Xiaoping. This is reasonable. For the political commissar, the more talents and works produced by the cultural troupe, the more beneficial it is to him.
As for origin, it is really a small issue. Even Xiao Suizi can be the lead dancer in the troupe, let alone Xiaoping.
…
As soon as the news that Xiang Nan had written Xiaoping's poems and set them to music came out, it immediately caused a sensation in the art troupe. Everyone is envious of it.
Xiang Nan's song "The Sun is the Reddest, the Chairman is the Dearest" truly brought him a second-class merit. And he will definitely be the one to be mentioned at the end of the year. This shows how much benefit a song can bring.
Xiaoping had just joined the army, and in less than three months, she was already able to perform meritorious service and receive awards. This made veterans like them not envious and jealous.
"Xiao Ping is really promising. She is about to become famous before her eyes. It's really amazing!"
"Liu Feng is really partial. I have written poems before. Why doesn't he help me compose music?"
"Xiao Ping was really unlucky. A limerick was actually set to music. If I had known this, I would have written it too."
Many people said sourly.
When Xiaoping heard what they said, she felt even more grateful to Xiang Nan.
That night, she was still thinking about practicing hard and becoming the A character to achieve success.
At that time, Xiang Nan advised her not to take this idea, so as not to attract pressure from others.
She still didn't understand at the time. Now it seems that Xiang Nan's reminder is really right.
It is true that not all people in the art troupe are good people. They have only achieved some results, but they are so sour. If he really stole their A-corner position, they would tear him alive.
…
The art troupe then began to rehearse the song "The Spring Water in the Border is Clear and Pure".
The performance team began to compose and perform; the song and dance team began to select solo singers and design dance moves, intending to present "Spring Water on the Border Clear and Pure" in the form of singing and dancing.
"Xiaoping, congratulations. By the way, has your father replied to your letter?" Xiang Nan asked again with concern.
"No." Xiaoping said regretfully after hearing this.
After she came to the army, she had written several letters to her father, but he didn't reply to her, which made her really worried.
"Don't be sad. I think my uncle is afraid of affecting your progress in the army, so he doesn't dare to reply to you." Xiang Nan explained, "Well, next time you send a letter, you ask him to send it to me."
He is a poor and lower-middle peasant with a well-established background, and he is also a pacesetter in the army and a second-class merit recipient. His political halo can help him avoid a lot of trouble.
Xiaoping nodded after hearing this.
"By the way, I received the allowance again. When I go back to mail the letter, I will send some more to my uncle." Xiang Nan said again.
"No need, I already troubled you a lot last time." Xiao Ping waved her hand quickly. The last time Xiang Nan gave him something, she didn't know how to return it.
"It's okay, I don't have much room to spend money. But my uncle is in urgent need, so I'd better give it to him first." Xiang Nan waved his hand. He didn't need money to eat in the army, and he didn't like snacks or shopping, so he spent every month. Can save money.
Some of them were sent back to my hometown in Qilu, and some of them are still with me. It totaled several hundred yuan. Liu Feng originally planned to use it to marry Lin Dingding, but now that Lin Dingding has been devolved, this money is naturally no longer needed.
