The willow branches are fresh green, the lotus pond is dripping green, and the sunshine after the drizzle in spring is particularly bright and moving. People outing can be seen everywhere inside and outside the elegant and exquisite promenade of Baihua Island, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of jasmine.
The quiet arrival of An Yi and Gu Changfeng did not arouse people's thoughts at first. However, with the sound of the piano in the pavilion, the singing suddenly stopped. The men, women and children in the pavilion all turned their heads and looked at the two men in military uniforms in surprise.
The formidable young officer and the children playing at the next table also hurried back to their parents, looking at the two tall and upright mighty soldiers with their innocent eyes open in panic.
Some people in the pavilion had already recognized An Yi, and low exclamations reached the ears of An Yi and Gu Changfeng. They looked at each other and smiled, walked into the pavilion calmly and generously, and sat down at the big table politely.
On two empty bamboo chairs.
"Girl, we meet again. It's so unexpected, haha!"
With a charming smile, Gu Changfeng looked at the two stunned beautiful girls opposite him, completely ignoring the graceful middle-aged men and women who were whispering around him. He pointed at the guzheng on the table and said kindly to the people sitting opposite him.
The girl in purple asked:
"We were attracted by the wonderful music and singing. We didn't expect that the girl had such superb piano skills and beautiful voice, which far surpassed any playing and singing I heard in Haining and Kunshan, let alone Sun Jun's artillery fire.
In Zhenjiang, which is under threat, there are still such elegant people who can compose Su Xueshi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" into such a wonderful rhyme and sing it, I admire you!"
"General An..."
The girl in purple, who was born with ice-like skin and jade bones, seemed to have not heard Gu Changfeng's kind words. Instead, she opened her clear and bright eyes and stared blankly at An Yi, who was smiling in greeting.
An Yi was quite surprised and asked: "Does the girl know me? I was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her beauty in the south of the White Pagoda on the outskirts of Hangzhou that day. I don't think I have spoken to the girl, right? What's your surname, please?"
The purple-clothed girl's pretty face flushed, she came to her senses and quickly stood up to salute:
"General An, please forgive me... The little girl's surname is Feng Jieyun. She is studying at Zhejiang Women's Normal University. Due to the unrest in Hangzhou, all schools have been suspended, so she returned to her hometown to rest for a few days. That day, she and her teacher had a small class under the White Pagoda by the Qiantang River.
I am lucky enough to see the general's heroic appearance, but I don't have the opportunity to get to know him... Let me introduce to the general, this is my aunt and uncle, this is my classmate Zhou Ruoting, we... I..."
The polite An Yi had already stood up to salute Feng Jieyun's aunt and uncle. When the old couple saw An Yi and Gu Changfeng bowing politely, they quickly stood up and shouted that they couldn't help it. After being polite to each other, they sat down and greeted each other for a moment.
Two young and pretty maids served the fragrant tea quickly.
An Yi thanked him in a low voice and introduced the carefree Gu Changfeng to everyone: "This is Lieutenant Colonel Gu Changfeng, combat staff officer of our independent regiment and commander of the fourth battalion..."
"General Tiger Head?!"
Zhou Ruoting, who was wearing a crimson dress opposite, exclaimed, her plump breasts rising and falling with excitement. When she saw Gu Changfeng and An Yi looking at her in surprise, she realized her recklessness and hurriedly lowered her head.
fair and slender neck
She was so red with embarrassment, not to mention her pink face covered by her hair - she never expected that Gu Changfeng, known as the "Tiger Head General", would be so handsome. He was not what she imagined.
The image of a fierce general with a sword and two spears at his waist.
Gu Changfeng looked at everyone in the pavilion with some curiosity. Seeing that An Yi also had a confused look on his face, he turned to Zhou Ruoting, who lowered his head and said nothing, his heart beating wildly:
"Miss Zhou, how did you learn my nickname?"
After calming down, Feng Jieyun gently stroked her silky black hair, raised her stunning face, took her companion's little hand and explained with a smile:
"Don't you know, General Gu? The popular book "Model Camp" clearly records the heroic deeds of the general, as well as generals such as Yin Jinan and Hu Jialin. The arduous and outstanding battles you have experienced have created a
This miracle makes people awe and admire, especially General An, who is more handsome and handsome than the photos in the book... Even our teacher admires General An's style."
"So that's it..."
An Yi and Gu Changfeng looked at each other and smiled. Neither of them had read the book "Model Camp", so they didn't expect it would have such a big impact.
An Yi smiled politely and said, "Miss Feng, where did the song you just played and sang come from?"
Feng Jieyun looked at his beloved guzheng and replied in a low voice: "This piece is called "May I Live Longer". It was composed using Mr. Dongpo's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou". It has a beautiful melody and a far-reaching artistic conception. It has already become popular all over the country.
Almost everyone in our school can sing it. It is said that it was composed by a female teacher named Ou Chuer from Datong University in Guangzhou.
She was the first to learn to play and sing. The newspaper introduced that Miss Chu'er was taught by a strange person. She took the lead in playing and singing with piano accompaniment at the party celebrating the Northern Expeditionary Army's swearing-in on July 1 last year. Since then, it has been widely spread and deeply loved by all walks of life.
The general has this question. He must be proficient in music. Could you please give me some advice?"
"No, no! I know nothing about guzheng, flute, flute and other musical instruments." An Yi quickly refused.
Gu Changfeng smiled and said: "Our leader is too polite. He plays the accordion beautifully. It's just that because of frequent wars, he didn't bring the accordion with him. Otherwise, you would have witnessed his superb skills and beautiful singing voice.
Ha ha!"
"Please wait a moment..."
Zhou Ruoting, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly stood up, twisted her waist and trotted to the five young people under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the back, pointed to the accordion on the grass and made a polite request.
Several enthusiastic young people had already recognized the famous An Yi, but because no one introduced them, they were nervously discussing how to meet An Yi. When they heard the beautiful Zhou Ruoting's request, which was exactly what they wanted, they happily stood up and raised the organ.
They came to An Yi together and shook hands with An Yi and Gu Changfeng politely, shaking with excitement.
Seeing so many young people gathering together, Feng Jieyun's aunts said goodbye to An Yi and Gu Changfeng very politely, and told Feng Jieyun and the maid to go home after a few words.
An Yi looked down at the accordion that was forced into his arms by Zhou Ruoting and others. After thinking for a while, he sat down gracefully. He played a few practice notes and then stopped. He said a few polite words to the new friends around him who were extremely happy and expectant.
, looking at Feng Jieyun opposite who was lightly holding her pink cheeks and looking very graceful, she almost lost control of her mood, but finally calmed down and said with a smile:
"I... haven't played the piano for a long time, and I'm a bit rusty. I didn't dare to show my shame at first, but I thought of that innocent smiling face under the scenic view of the White Pagoda by the Qiantang River not long ago, and those beautiful eyes and eyes that were unforgettable at a glance.
Sweet smile, I will... The song I am about to play and sing is called "Sweet Honey", and it is a masterpiece by a senior singer named Li Jun. It is a bit straightforward, I don’t know if you will like it or not."
Everyone nodded excitedly. Only Gu Changfeng and Feng Jieyun understood what An Yi meant.
Gu Changfeng looked at Feng Jieyun, who was trembling slightly with excitement, and then at An Yi, who was quite reserved. He couldn't help but grin. Unexpectedly, his smile also stunned Zhou Ruoting next to Feng Jieyun. Fortunately, everyone's eyes were focused.
In An Yi, no one noticed anything strange about Zhou Ruoting and Feng Jieyun, but Gu Changfeng's heart beat wildly because of Zhou Ruoting's shining eyes, and he was filled with emotions and was ready to move.
An Yi played a gorgeous melody, and then sang in a low voice along with the melody with a mellow and magnetic bass:
"Sweet honey, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze... Where? Where have I seen you? Your smile is so familiar, I can't remember... In a dream! I saw you in a dream, in a dream
After you...ah, in my dream..."
The melodious and beautiful playing and singing attracted hundreds of people on Baihua Island to stare and listen. Everyone looked at the group of young people in the pavilion in great surprise. Several young people in the pavilion did not expect that An Yi's voice was so beautiful.
A simple and a bit abrupt little song was performed so subtly and expressively, and everyone had complex expressions of admiration and surprise on their faces.
Gu Changfeng, who is proficient in Changxiao, was also deeply attracted by An Yi's singing. He really wanted to ask An Yi where he learned such a melodious and lingering tune. Feng Jieyun's pretty face was red, her eyes were sparkling, and her body was as beautiful as a jade sculpture.
He remained motionless, his beautiful red lips trembling slightly, as if his breathing had stopped.
The tail notes of the accordion stopped leisurely. Just when An Yi was about to say a few words of humility, he saw Feng Jieyun looking full of infatuation. Suddenly, his heart was shocked and he secretly screamed. He quickly put the organ on the table, stood up and smiled awkwardly:
"It's embarrassing! Hehe... Well, I have military duties and can't stay here any longer. I'm so sorry! It's a pleasure to meet you all. Goodbye!"
The young people who were still immersed in the music watched in surprise as An Yi said goodbye. After a while, they responded loudly and waved with regret, and then started talking. They all said that they did not expect that General An, who had outstanding military exploits, could be so versatile.
So elegant and affectionate.
Zhou Ruoting ran out of the pavilion and raised her small hands towards An Yi and Gu Changfeng who were leaving with smiles. Gu Changfeng just looked back and smiled and waved to her coolly. For a moment, Zhou Ruoting's heartbeat stopped and her whole body became weak. She couldn't help but lean against the pavilion.
On the pillar, staring at Gu Changfeng flying on the horse at the end of the path, his beautiful eyes are blurred and intoxicated, white and tender.
Her slender little hands were half raised in the air and she forgot to put them down. When she returned to the pavilion in despair, her five new friends had left at some point. Only Feng Jieyun's slender hands were quietly placed on the strings of the guzheng.
Looking like a sculpture in the direction where An Yi left, her beautiful eyes were filled with inexplicable tears.
"Jieyun, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Ruoting nervously sat next to Feng Jieyun, grabbed her slightly trembling hands and asked with concern.
Feng Jieyun came back to his senses, took out his hand and gently wiped away the tears, and forced a smile: "It's nothing, I was moved by General An's singing."
Zhou Ruoting was relieved and sighed: "I didn't expect General An and General Gu to be so young and outstanding, so handsome, tall and handsome. They are definitely one-in-a-million handsome men. When I watched "Model Camp", I thought the author was exaggerating on purpose.
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Thinking that the real people are even better than the ones in the book, alas... General Tiger Head... I can't forget his every move, every frown, every smile. He jumped onto his horse with a slight jump, and his handsome and heroic appearance touched my heart! I don't know what else he can do.
Can't see him again..."
Feng Jieyun took a deep breath, her beautiful chest straightened out, and her white teeth gently bit her plump red lower lip: "If you can see it, you can definitely see it!"
"How did we meet?" Zhou Ruoting asked excitedly.
Feng Jieyun gently brushed away a strand of hair from his smooth forehead and said in a low and firm voice: "I will sign up for the army tomorrow! I must be by his side!"
Zhou Ruoting was shocked: "Oh my God! Are you crazy? How could your parents agree? As well as your grandparents in Shanghai, as well as your relatives and friends of the Feng family, everyone is looking forward to you leaving this city with constant gunfire as soon as possible.
The locals are rushing back to Shanghai. They are all worried about your safety. How can they let you become a soldier? Also, you won’t go to the UK to study in June? Where is your dream of being a writer? You can’t help but consider these realities!"
Feng Jieyun smiled slightly, raised her white and slightly upturned chin and whispered: "My grandparents and parents love me the most and have never refused any of my requests. As long as I explain to them carefully, I can get their consent.
I am nineteen years old and can make decisions about my future, but it is you. What will you do if I join the army? Go back to Hangzhou?"
"I...as long as you dare to sign up, I will go too!"
Zhou Ruoting's sudden decision shocked Feng Jieyun. The two looked at each other for a moment, then hugged each other and laughed happily.