Chapter 286: Qiu Shui is scared, Zhou Chen takes the stage
After listening to Qiu Shui's words, Xin Yi asked with a confused look on his face: "Qiu Shui, what do you mean by this? Do you also have food on you? That's not right, Xiaohong just turned it over, and you don't have anything to eat on you."
Qiu Shui chuckled and said, "Just because I don't have anything to eat doesn't mean I can't get something to eat. Xin Yi, Xiao Bai, Zhou Chen, let's go out and take you to get something delicious."
Xin Yi and Gu Ming both asked: "Can we really get something delicious?"
Only Zhou Chen refused: "No, I have to perform later, but Qiushui, I would like to remind you, don't mess around, let alone steal things."
He knew that Qiu Shui wanted to steal Instructor Sun's canned beef, but he did not agree with Qiu Shui's approach.
No matter what Sun Jianjun is like, those canned beef are indeed saved by his hard work for a year. In the TV series, Qiu Shui and the others served them all in one pot, and in the end they didn't react too violently, which shows that Instructor Sun is actually quite good.
Qiu Shui: "Fuck, Zhou Chen, are you the roundworm in my belly?"
Zhou Chen said: "Qiushui, I know all about your little thoughts. I advise you to stay here honestly, otherwise I will report you."
"Why don't you be so cruel? We are brothers. Besides, I am doing this for everyone's benefit." Qiu Shui cried out depressedly.
Zhou Chen: "Don't talk so much nonsense. If you run away, I will come up to sing later. Who will help you?"
Hearing this, Xin Yi and Gu Ming nodded one after another.
"Yes, Qiu Shui, we can't trick Zhou Chen. Although he is sometimes very damaging, he has always helped us a lot."
At the end, Xin Yi added: "The key is that his writing is beautiful. I am still looking forward to the next update, but I can't offend him."
"You two are really useless. I have no words for you."
Qiu Shui pointed at the two of them with hatred, but the next moment, his expression became extremely flattering.
"I listen to you, Zhou Chen, but I don't know when you will teach me how to write?"
Zhou Chen said: "I will teach you when I am free."
Qiu Shui had previously shown him a graffiti work. This guy was really talented. It had a total of two thousand words, and more than half of it was erotic descriptions.
But I have to admit that Qiu Shui does have talent in this area. At least with Zhou Chen's vision that is nearly thirty years ahead of him, he can watch it with gusto.
If it were placed on the Internet in later generations, Qiu Shui would definitely become a great master in this field, rivaling the author Bai Jie.
In terms of vocabulary, Zhou Chen will not comment, but in terms of plot, Qiu Shui's writing is really a mess, with no rhythm at all, and the connection between the front and back is often inconsistent, making it unclear what he wants to express.
Well, of course, this is based on normality. If measured by that, then all problems will not be problems.
But Qiu Shui dreams of publishing his own articles in newspapers and magazines, so there are really too many areas that need improvement.
Because of Zhou Chen's warning, Qiu Shui was honest this time and did not take Xin Yi and Gu Ming to steal the canned beef from the instructor.
After a while, the belated leader of the army finally arrived. At this moment, the auditorium was already packed.
Everyone turned their heads curiously, wanting to see who this belated troop leader was. Only Zhao Yingnan's expression changed slightly after seeing it.
This belated leader is Zhao Yingnan's father, the chief of staff of the army, and a deputy division chief.
After Chief of Staff Zhao sat down, he first paid attention to the students' situation. After learning from his subordinates that the students had already eaten, he announced that the party had officially begun.
As the two hosts took the stage, the National Day Gala kicked off.
The two hosts are from Peking University and National Taiwan University respectively. There is no way, in this regard, Renhe Medical College cannot compete with these top universities in the country.
After the two hosts, a man and a woman, came on stage, they first gave a military salute and then began to host.
"Dear leaders, instructors, and dear students, good evening to everyone."
Following a burst of fierce applause, the two hosts became more energetic and gave another speech before starting the performance.
The programs at Renhe Medical College were relatively late, so Zhou Chen and the others sat there and watched the performances on the stage.
Although Zhou Chen has experienced the next few decades of life and watched countless programs, he is still watching them with gusto.
They are worthy of being college students who have been admitted to the prestigious Yanjing University. In addition to studying, these people are not bad at all in terms of literature and art. The show is well rehearsed and is much more exciting than many gaudy talent shows in later generations.
The applause in the auditorium rang out one after another. After every program, there was warm applause.
Even the troop leaders sitting in the middle were all smiling and very satisfied.
As each program ended, Zhao Yingnan and Houpu stood up and directed everyone to go backstage, where they would soon perform at their school.
"Zhou Chen, your show is behind us, you can go backstage with us." Zhao Yingnan whispered to Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen nodded: "Okay."
So the students from Renhe Medical College went backstage to prepare for the performance.
Because Qiu Shui and the others did not leave, there were no accidents in the following recitation. Under the leadership of Zhao Yingnan and Hou Pu, the recitation program ended perfectly.
The collective recitation was not the only recitation program at this gala. Another university also performed a collective recitation.
To be fair, the performance levels of the two schools are actually about the same, except that one chooses ancient poetry and the other chooses modern poetry, so they are pretty much the same.
But compared to the programs at Peking University and Huaqing University, regardless of external factors, there is still a bit of a gap.
After the recitation, Zhou Chen's singing came next.
Led by Zhou Chen, a total of thirteen people began to take the stage in order. Zhou Chen stood at the front, followed by two rows of six men and six women.
It is now 1992, and there are no instruments like those of later generations, which can allow Zhou Chen to record background music, so he can only sing with his own voice. The atmosphere of the scene is definitely not as good as that of later generations, but now he can only make do with it.
As soon as Zhou Chen and others took the stage, the leaders sitting in their seats started talking.
The head of the regiment in charge of military training whispered to Chief of Staff Zhao: "Chief, the next program will be interesting."
"Interesting? What's the point?"
Chief of Staff Zhao's tone was rather peculiar, and he showed great interest when he heard what his subordinates said.
The group leader said: "This is a song written by the students themselves, and it is still related to the army. I heard it during the rehearsal before, and it felt very good."
Chief of Staff Zhao said in surprise: "Songs written by students themselves are still related to the military. Are today's college students already so good?"
There are still very few college students in this era, let alone such domestic famous universities. Although Chief of Staff Zhao is a senior military official, he still values college students relatively highly.
He was surprised that college students could write military songs.
"Chief, Sun Jianjun has confirmed with your daughter that this song was indeed written by a boy named Zhou Chen in their class, the male classmate standing in front of the stage."
"Oh, is it so?"
Chief of Staff Zhao became more interested and looked at Zhou Chen on the stage with wide eyes.