Entertaining Children

   Chapter 447

   "Did you write it yourself?" Political commissar Xie said in surprise, "Are you a freshman, how old are you and you can write songs?"

   "Nineteen." Xiao Yao said.

"Report to the political commissar," Li He, who had not yet left the office, interjected, "I heard from the students in the class that he is a famous music genius in China. He released an album last year and won four awards in a music award this year. This award is China’s youngest winner."

   "So powerful?" Political Commissar Xie said.

"Yes, when we were pulling songs just now, he sang six or seven military songs by himself, all of which we hadn't heard before. The students said that he wrote songs very well, and he must have written them himself." Li He Continue.

   "Six or seven songs? Are they all songs like "Heroes"?" The head and deputy heads were also attracted.

"Not exactly the same, but they are all suitable for us who like to listen to and sing as soldiers. Like "I am a soldier", "One Two Three Four Songs", "Unity is Strength", "We Are Soldiers" It sounds very energetic. "Return of Target Shooting" is very happy to listen to. "Night of the Army Port" is very comfortable to listen to. They are all very good songs."

   "Can you sing it to us again now?" Political Commissar Xie asked Xiao Yao.

   "Huh? Here?" Xiao Yao was a little confused.

   "Can't it? I think you sang pretty well in the playground just now." The leader said.

"It was just singing between our teams. Now here are you three leaders singing?" Xiao Yao shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'm here for military training, even if it's your soldier now, I am not. Art soldiers of the cultural troupe."

   "Oh, this little guy is quite individual." Political Commissar Xie said with a smile and nodded Xiao Yao.

   "Thank you for the compliment, the leader." Xiao Yao even said to Political Commissar Xie.

   "Hey, am I complimenting you?" Political Commissar Xie said with a laugh.

   "I think so." Xiao Yao nodded, and then continued, "Are there any problems with the leaders? It's okay, I will go back to training."

   "Wait," the political commissar Xie said, "Well, let me change the way I talk to you.

Political commissar Xie adjusted his sitting posture and sat up a little bit before continuing to Xiao Yao: "Next week, the cultural and industrial troupe of our military region will come down to our troupe to perform condolences. Our troupe will also prepare one or two programs. The comrades of the cultural engineering troupe would like to express their gratitude. I heard that you wrote a few new military songs. I thought that if the soldiers of our regiment could sing a new song that the comrades of the cultural engineering troupe had not heard before, the effect should be very good. Okay. But before we make a decision, we must first listen to what your other songs look like. Then, are you willing to sing it?"

"Take my song to perform on the show? That's okay. Anyway, I'm a creator, and I haven't written a song for others." Xiao Yao nodded, "But then I won't let the soldiers go on stage to sing a cappella? How about the accompaniment? The solution? Is it live accompaniment or audio accompaniment? Are there musicians in the group? Is there recording equipment?"

"There are so many questions, it seems that you are really professional." Political commissar Xie smiled, "But you don't have to worry about this. There are also talents in our army who understand music, including musical instruments, musicians, and our own band. I usually have a literary performance, and there is nothing wrong with the party."

   "Since this is the case, then I will write the lyrics and music scores of these songs for you." Xiao Yao said, "Anyway, if you have talents who understand music, just take the lyrics and music scores to read it."

   "That's OK." Political commissar Xie said, "Professional people are responsible for professional matters. When will you write out the lyrics and music for us?"

  "Why not now? Do you have pen and paper? I will write now." Xiao Yao said.

   "Is the white paper okay?" Political commissar Xie walked to the head of the delegation and picked up a pile of white paper.

   "Yes." Xiao Yao stepped forward to take it, and took a pen from the pen holder on the leader's desk, and started to write directly on the leader's desk.

  "Why don't you come over and sit down and write?" The head of the group looked at Xiao Yao who was standing bent over, and stood up from his chair.

   "Thank you, the head of the team." Xiao Yao thanked him and walked to the chair behind the desk unceremoniously and sat down.

   "Hey, you are really welcome." The leader shook his head speechlessly.

   "Huh?" Xiao Yao raised his head suspiciously.

"It's okay, you wrote about you." The team leader waved his hand, and saw Li He who was still standing in the office, and waved his hand to him again, "Li He, you go back to lead the team for training, there is no you here. What's the matter."

   "Yes!" Li He saluted, turned and left.

  The three big guys had nothing to do, so they just stood at the desk and watched Xiao Yao writing the lyrics and music scores.

   "Okay!" After almost an hour, Xiao Yao stopped the pen in his hand, moved his wrist and stood up from the leader's office chair.

   "So much?" The head of the group looked at Xiao Yao in surprise.

  Although one hour is not too short. But in this hour, Xiao Yao wrote the lyrics and music of ten songs. There is already a thick wad of paper for the written lyrics and music scores.

  "Didn't it mean that there are only six or seven songs?" The deputy head also said.

"Oh, there are still a few songs I didn't sing when I was pulling songs just now." Xiao Yao said, "Since you want to choose songs, I will write a few more songs for you to choose. Anyway, they are all my original songs. "

   Political commissar Xie knows a little bit about music theory, so the song scores written first, Political commissar Xie has already picked up a few songs and tried to sing it by himself. The feeling of these songs by Xiao Yao is still quite good. Seeing that Xiao Yao had finished writing, he couldn't help asking Xiao Yao curiously: "Why did you write so many military songs? Are you from a military family? Have you ever been a soldier or a soldier in your family?"

"No," Xiao Yao said, shaking his head, "I came from an acting family. My grandfather is an actor, my father is a singer-songwriter, my biological mother is a model, and she is an orphan. Now my mother is an actor, and my grandparents are ordinary intellectuals, at least three generations. There are no soldiers within, so I don’t know any more."

"Then have you ever thought of being a soldier?" Political commissar Xie said with the stack of music. "Is you longing for life in the army after writing so many military songs? You are so good at it, you can even beat Lei Tianxing. After that, your physical fitness is definitely not bad, or you can just sign up to join the army, and you will definitely have good development."

   "I can't talk about longing, but it's really curious," Xiao Yao smiled, "But don't I already live in the barracks now?"

   "Dear leaders, can I go back?" Xiao Yao asked again.

   "Well, go back to training." The leader waved his hand.

Xiao Yao left the office of the regimental headquarters and walked slowly to the military training playground. He walked all the way to the entrance of the playground. When he saw the students training on the playground, he changed into a running position and ran to his team. , The "pop" one stood at attention, and the other instructor said, "Report instructor! Xiao Yao reports to the team and asks to return to the team!"

   "Entry!" Instructor Fang nodded and shouted.

   "Yes!" Xiao Yao ran to his original position in the team, and the few people on the left side of the team immediately moved to the side to make way for him.

   "Look to the right! Rest and stand at attention!" After Xiao Yao returned to the team, the team's position was not so neat, and the instructor Fang straightened the team again, and then proceeded with the subsequent training.

   It was late when Xiao Yao came back, so not long after the training, the training this afternoon was over.

   "August 1st, what did you just ask the group leader to do? Is it because of Instructor Lei that you didn't punish you?" After dinner, Lin Qisan found Xiao Yao's concern immediately. Although he didn't know the head of the regiment, Lin Qisan could see the identity of the three people from the military ranks on his epaulettes.

"It's okay, I just understood what happened." Xiao Yao said, "I won him with an upright mind. Why do they punish me? Several instructors in other classes have also gone. They are all witnesses, but they don't. Will reverse the black and white nonsense."

"Then why they came back a long time ago, but you stayed for almost an hour before coming back?" The careful Nina asked, "Did the officers pull you to talk?" Except for Lin Qisan, Nina also spoke in Xiao Yaogang. He already understood his purpose when he challenged Instructor Lei. Whether Lin Qisan is Xiao Yao's brother or not, since Lin Qisan is her boyfriend, she is equally grateful to Xiao Yao.

"No." Xiao Yao smiled and said, "Several leaders heard me singing when they came. They were very curious about the songs I sang, saying that they wanted to pick a song for the soldiers in the troupe to perform in the theatrical performance. I wrote them the lyrics of the song."

"Oh, I forgot just now," Xiao Yao suddenly slapped his thigh and said regretfully, "Those songs shouldn't be given to them in vain. We should ask them for some privileges, or ask them to arrange more sessions of live ammunition for us. The courses are also good."

"Why do you guys like those guns and cannons?" Nina heard that Xiao Yao was okay, and when she was relieved, she gave Xiao Yao a cold eye and said, "Why don't you take a few more breaks? Me? I feel that the sun on the outskirts of Shanghai is more poisonous than ours."

Instructor   Lei was injured and admitted to the hospital. Changing to instructor Fang led the team so that the class where the boys of the Performing Department was in suddenly felt a lot easier. Although the training is equally hard, at least I can rest like other classes that afternoon, the students will be more balanced, mentally better, and physical fatigue seems to be less.

  When it was time for morning exercises the next day, everyone was happy to find that instructor Fang still appeared in front of them. Instructor Fang announced that the troops had appointed him as the chief instructor of this class and assigned him another deputy. In other words, instructor Fang had the final say for the future training. In fact, the students feel very good about the other instructors. With the experience of yesterday afternoon, the students who heard this notice couldn't help but want to cheer.

  The good news is not only this one. Instructor Fang immediately announced the training course for this afternoon: live shooting! In this class of all boys, it is almost everyone's wish and expectation to touch the real guns by hand. Finally they could touch the gun, and the students wanted to jump and cheer again.

   Finally, the morning training ended. After the lunch break, several instructors led the excited students out of the playground and went to the shooting training ground in the army.

  First, there were a lot of safety precautions, followed by explanations and demonstrations of shooting actions. After some suffering, the students finally began to line up to stand in front of the shooting position.

  The training subject is a 100-meter automatic rifle shooting with five bullets per person. So many students feel that it is over before they find the feeling of shooting.

   Finally it was his turn. Xiao Yao fell down in the shooting position with excitement, reached out and held the rifle, pressed five bullets into the magazine under the guidance of the instructor next to him, and then pushed the magazine into the gun body.

   "Prepare!" The instructor yelled.

   Xiao Yao immediately held the rifle with both hands, put the **** on his right shoulder, closed his left eye, and looked at the standard sight with his right eye.

  (End of this chapter)