Save the Bachelor of Heaven

The two then came to the Dongfeng Photo Studio outside the barracks.

"Comrade Liu, do you think I look good in military uniform?" Xiaoping came to Xiang Nan and smiled after changing the uniform in the background.

Xiang Nan looked up and down carefully, then nodded with a smile, "It's beautiful, very beautiful. Chinese people are so ambitious, they don't like red clothes, they like armed."

Hearing his praise, Xiaoping blushed shyly.

Then, according to the photographer's request, she sat in front of the curtain and took a picture of herself.

"Master, take two 16-inch photos." She asked the store manager again.

"Why are you making two copies?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile, "Oh, by the way, are you going to send your father one too?"

When Xiaoping heard this, she panicked.

Her background is not good. Her biological father is currently still in a labor camp. If others knew about her, they would definitely look at her with colored glasses. Before she joined the army, she was bullied a lot when she was still in school.

"Don't be afraid. During the political review of military enlistment, in the column of birth, I will help you fill in 'Gegan'." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said in a low voice, "God knows, you know, I know, don't tell others , and I'll help you keep it a secret."

When Xiaoping heard this, she let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at Xiang Nan gratefully.

These days, birth determines a person's future. What he did was no different from giving her a life.

"Don't worry about your father too much. If you are so kind, he must not be a villain." Xiang Nan comforted him again, "As the saying goes, good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil, and he will be fine. Cheer up and cheer for him. The darkness has come, can the light be far behind?"

Hearing what he said, Xiaoping felt like a ray of light shining directly into her heart, bathing her whole body in light and warmth.

Since she was a child, she has been regarded as one of the five types of oil bottle, wild squid, and black. Family members, neighbors, classmates, almost no one likes her.

They all alienated her, snubbed her, laughed at her, and bullied her, making her feel too much malice from the world.

Now, Xiang Nan is so gentle, caring for her, comforting her, and taking care of her so considerately, which makes her really feel so happy.

She couldn't help laughing, and her eyes became curved again.

...

Xiang Nan took Xiaoping back to the barracks just in time for lunch.

He immediately led Xiaoping to take the rice bowl and line up to the cafeteria to get the meal.

"Liu Feng, I heard from the captain that you wrote a song? Is it true?"

"Liu Feng, you really wrote that song, alas, I really didn't realize that you have become a genius."

"Liu Feng, I've been in Yanjing for a while. I heard that the troupe is going to rehearse a drama. You have also joined the creative team?"

After entering the cafeteria, everyone greeted him in a hurry.

When Xiang Nan and Xiaoping went to the photo studio, Liu Feng wrote a song, and the art troupe was going to rehearse a drama, it had already been spread by the first and second captains.

Those who heard the news were all surprised.

One must know that Liu Feng didn't even graduate from primary school, and after serving in the army, he became illiterate in the army and could barely read. With this degree, who can actually write songs? Who would believe it? !

But they didn't believe it or not, but what the team leader said was convincing. So, this made them quite curious.

Facing the curiosity that everyone flocked to, Xiang Nan didn't answer one by one. He just nodded with a smile and continued to line up for dinner.

Xiaoping was surprised when she heard everyone's words.

She had long thought that Comrade Liu was a pacesetter, a model, and an extraordinary person. But he didn't think, he was even better than he thought, and he could write songs.

In her opinion, anyone who can write songs is a genius. Comrade Liu is really great!

...

Xiang Nan led Xiaoping to have dinner.

The troops don't spend money on meals, and they will always be able to manage enough. However, although it is guaranteed to be full, it is not a good meal. The rice is white rice, and the dish is spinach.

Water spinach grows well, from April to October, it can be eaten for more than half a year. Stir-fried water spinach, pickled water spinach, boiled water spinach, mixed water spinach... almost all the year round, so it is nicknamed "Four All Empty".

The people in the barracks were already tired of eating. So they often go out to fight tooth festivals with allowances.

But for Xiao Ping, white rice and water spinach are already very good meals, better than the steamed buns she often eats at home. So after eating, she and Xiang Nan found seats and sat down, and then ate with relish.

...

"Hey, Liu Feng, you really wrote a song, sing it and listen to it." While eating, Hao Shuwen came over, and sat opposite Xiang Nan with a big horse.

Xiang Nan was a little displeased with her condescending and domineering attitude.

Everyone is the same soldier, what kind of spectrum is there. I'm not a domesticated actor, so I just rap and sing? !

So he smiled, "Why are you in a hurry. The emperor is still hungry, at least let me finish my meal first."

Hao Shuwen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Then eat quickly~"

Xiang Nan smiled and continued to eat.

"Liu Feng, I heard that it was your idea to stage a drama in the group?" Hao Shuwen said again.

"I don't have an idea." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "That was the political commissar's idea."

Hao Shuwen was taken aback again.

She was well-informed, and had already heard from the captains that the idea of ​​suggesting that the group rehearse a play was the result of Liu Feng's help. But now he attributes the credit to the political commissar.

Don't claim credit if you have merit, and give the credit to your superiors. She thought that only a high-ranking child like her had this kind of heart, but she didn't expect Liu Feng to be able to do this.

It's not easy.

"I heard that you have also joined the creative team?" Hao Shuwen smiled again, "Not bad, we will work together in the future."

"Okay." Xiang Nan responded briefly.

"Then you think we should write..." Hao Shuwen said again.

"My Miss Hao, can you let me finish my meal first?" Xiang Nan said with a wry smile, "After the meal, let's find time to talk slowly, okay?"

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, why don't you let me die." Hao Shuwen was rejected many times, a little embarrassed, couldn't help laughing and cursing, then got up and left.

...

After eating, Xiang Nan took Xiaoping to clean the rice bowl.

"Go back to the dormitory and rest. From twelve o'clock to two o'clock, you can take a nap." He told Xiaoping, "Take a good rest, and you have to train in the afternoon."

"Yes." Xiaoping nodded.

Xiang Nan returned to his dormitory with the rice bowl.

Their dormitory is a dormitory for six people. There are three bunk beds, a wardrobe in the north corner, and a shared desk.

When Xiang Nan came back, the people in the same dormitory had already returned.

As soon as they saw him, they asked again, "Liu Feng, have you really written a song?", "What song did you write, let's sing it.", "Liu Feng, you can't read a few big characters, why? Can you write songs?"