Chapter 6 You write a song

The two sides add up, Ye Zhiqiu has lived for decades, but he can't let go and see through it in terms of emotions. The same is true in the previous life, and so is this life. I can only sigh in my heart, secretly saying that I will be in a wasteland emotionally in my life.

"Are you also studying?" Ye Zhiqiu said.

"Hmm." The girl nodded and lost her voice again.

"I'm going to Shanghua. How about you?" At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu thought that even if he had experienced countless embarrassing things, it seemed that he would not be so embarrassed together. The precipitation of the past can only maintain the calmness and calmness on the surface at this moment, which is not easy for Ye Zhiqiu.

The girl looked at Ye Zhiqiu in surprise and said after a while, "I'm also going to China."

Ye Zhiqiu can't help but be a little happy. Such a girl is too difficult to find. If it is really like this on the surface, it is enough to become a lifelong partner. Although he has never been in love several times, Ye Zhiqiu also knows that feelings are sacred.

"What's your major?"

"Professional director."

Ye Zhiqiu was shocked. Unexpectedly, the girl seemed to be weak, but she was the same as herself. She reported that she was a professional director, whether she was too old-fashioned, or that she didn't know enough about the world.

"What about you?" The girl also seems to be interested.

Ye Zhiqiu said, "I also majored in directing, but I also want to major in acting."

The girl said, and the surprise was even stronger.

Ye Zhiqiu wondered, "Do you also want to apply for an acting major?"

The girl nodded slightly, but immediately shook her head again and resumed her silence.

Although Ye Zhiqiu is not smart, he is not stupid. He roughly understands from the girl's simple dress.

"I think it should be the reason for the poor family conditions. After all, learning one more major means that you have to spend a lot of money. I'm afraid this girl doesn't have this money at all."

Yu Guang looked at the girl's calm and firm expression. Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration. Compared with those girls who went the wrong way, the girl can't be underestimated. It's just that with her beautiful appearance, whether she can always stick to it or escape the hunter's net capture.

"Director, performance..."

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help showing a trace of sarcasm. In his previous life, the earth, all kinds of newspapers and magazines, and even on the Internet, he had seen too much, and it was dark almost everywhere. The entertainment industry in this world is so developed. I hope she can embark on a good road, not a road of no return.

The girl seemed to notice Ye Zhiqiu's sarcasm. Her face turned white, and she gritted her teeth and silently turned her head and looked at the window.

The scenery outside the window is beautiful, but at this moment, neither of them has the intention to appreciate it.

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and smiled bitterly. He knew that he had been misunderstood by the girl, but he didn't want to explain it. He knew that if the two were really predestined, there would be a possibility of intersection. If they were not predestined, he did not want to force them too much.

It used to be like this, and it is also the same now.

Sometimes time passes slowly, but sometimes it passes quickly. It seems that in the blink of an eye, I arrived in Nanhua City.

As the train entered the station, Ye Zhiqiu got up and picked up her package. When she was about to help the girl carry the package, the girl rushed to take the package and walked forward silently.

"What a stubborn girl..." Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a while, but she also knew that the girl had a strong self-esteem. Maybe a trace of inadvertent sarcasm made the girl misunderstand, so she protested so silently.

Immediately after that, Ye Zhiqiu also got off the train and saw many plaques, one of which said Shanghua Film and Television Academy.

The beautiful girl will be welcomed when she goes there. Then Ye Zhiqiu naturally saw it. Several students from Shanghua Film and Television Academy rushed to take the package in the girl's hand and then got on the car with the girl.

Ye Zhiqiu felt bored and got into the car with him.

After arriving at school, Ye Zhiqiu was taken to Room 302, Building 9. I just didn't expect that he was the first to arrive. He chose a lower berth, and Ye Zhiqiu also officially began his college life.

And the first thing to start is the constant military training.

When military trucks pulled unfamiliar students into the army, Ye Zhiqiu was extremely excited.

In his previous life, his father was a soldier. Although he was just a cook, the photos of his father in the family recorded a wonderful military camp life. Until his father died in a car accident, his regret at that time was also extremely strong.

I didn't enter the military camp in this life. First, I had a conflict with my future dream. Second, I didn't have a sense of belonging here, so I put it down after considering it. I didn't expect that the colleges and universities in September are the same as those on the earth, and it is the time of annual military training.

To Ye Zhiqiu's surprise, more than a dozen colleges and universities in Nanhua City, tens of thousands of freshmen gathered in the South China Military Region every year to start a month-long military training.

Ye Zhiqiu was shocked by it, not only Nanhua City, but also every city in China in September every year.

The day after entering the barracks, when a team of students in military uniforms came out of the barracks and gathered in the huge training ground, almost all the students were extremely excited.

"This is the real military training. Soldiers should be like this."

Looking at the rows of majestic regular soldiers around, Ye Zhiqiu also lost his calmness under the atmosphere.

As the speeches of the military and the school ended, the soldiers began to walk to the school classes.

"Come here for the first class of Shanghua performance."

"Come with me to Class 2 of Shanghua Performance."

"The first class of director of Shanghua is here."

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"South China..."

Director's class of fifty-two students followed the two soldiers to an open space.

A twenty-four-five-year-old soldier glanced at the crowd and said the next moment, "My name is Ge Hu. From today on, I am your monitor, and Xia He is your deputy monitor. In this month, I don't expect you to become the best class in more than 500 classes. I just hope you don't lose face to the army, don't disgrace to the director's class, and don't humiliate me..."

Under the sun, none of the more than 25,000 students were sweating. The huge training ground is full of training sounds, and every student sleeps in exhaustion every day.

Students who were not familiar with each other gradually became familiar with each other after military training and became brothers. Although they are tired and there are many accidents, most people live a very fulfilling life.

Ye Zhiqiu and the other three people in the same dormitory have become iron buddies and often talk and laugh together.

Of course, no one dares to challenge the majesty of the instructor Gehu. After every curse behind his back, he gradually developed a deep affection for the instructor.

Twenty days passed quickly. On this day, Ge Hu said before the training, "There are still ten days of military training to end. To be honest, I am very dissatisfied with you, because you did not meet my requirements. As your instructor, I am also responsible. I hope that in the last ten days, you can train more attentively for you. The later life left a precious wealth and memory.

Fifty-two people were silent for a while, but Ye Zhiqiu in the team keenly found that Ge Hu's eyes seemed to flash with a smile. He realized that Ge Hu was still very satisfied with everyone's training, but he deliberately did so, so that he didn't let everyone feel proud. Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.

Thinking of the past 20 days, Ge Hu and Xia He have taken care of everyone, taught everyone to sing barracks songs, and songs with other classes, have long been integrated into this group. There are still ten days to end, and Ye Zhiqiu and even everyone's hearts have more or less unspeakable sadness and sadness.

"The above requires each class to prepare at least one program, and then screen it to prepare for a farewell meeting at the end of the military training. I hope our class can come up with a few good works to bring a perfect end to our training. Students who have ideas, please come to me after the end. Now the military training begins."

Looking at the girl on the train, Ye Zhiqiu's heart was full of praise. The girl's appearance was weak, but her heart was extremely strong. Unexpectedly, she persisted until now, and her confidence was getting stronger and stronger. Unfortunately, from the first day of the military training, everyone only had a number and no real name, that is, everyone did not know the other party's name.

Although they have also inquired about it after the military training, it is a pity for all the male students that the female students in the same class only said their code name without saying their names, which also made a lot of jokes.

With the end of the day's military training, the director's class of fifty-two people gathered together to discuss what kind of program to prepare.

A student said, "We learn to be a director. We can't sing well, and we can't perform well. It's a loss."

Someone answered, "This is not necessarily the case. I'm afraid there are many talents who have been trained in all aspects since childhood. Don't hide it at this moment..."

Lu Chen next to Ye Zhiqiu whispered, "Ye Zhiqiu, come and write a few songs and get a big prize for our director's class."

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help smiling bitterly. Lu Chen and the other three of them, as their roommates, knew their names and knew that they were the Ye Zhiqiu who sang three songs. Although it was not spread at Ye Zhiqiu's request, it also made the three people admire Ye Zhiqiu.

At present, such a thing happened, and they naturally lobbied Ye Zhiqiu one after another.

"You three are quiet, I'll think about it. You know, it's also a little difficult to write songs..."

Lu Chen and the other two closed their voices and looked at Ye Zhiqiu in astonishment. This is really a dead person.

At this time, the noise gradually became louder.