Chapter 906: First Arrival

Mengzi is a small county in southeastern Yunnan Province, close to the Sino-Vietnamese border.

This place has a profound history, with tens of thousands of years of human reproduction activities and more than 2,100 years of county establishment. It is one of the few thousand-year-old counties in Yunnan Province. It is also an important birthplace of civilization in Yunnan Province and the beginning of opening up to the outside world. China's first private railway Many "firsts" such as Yunnan's first customs and the first foreign bank were born here successively. It has three cultural business cards: "a century-old Yunnan-Vietnam Railway, a century-old opening of the port for trade, and a century-old bridge rice noodle".

This is of course a later introduction to Mengzi. At this time, there is no concept of cultural business cards.

Mengzi's landform consists of basins, mountains, and karsts, and the population is naturally concentrated in the more comfortable basins. In the valley area below 500 meters above sea level, the average annual temperature is 21°C, the number of continuous days above 10°C is more than 340 days, and there is no frost all year round.

This climate is still very comfortable, but it is hot when it should be hot and uncomfortable when it should be damp and cold. Moreover, natural disasters occur frequently here, such as frost, late spring cold, spring drought, floods in the rainy season and flower arrangement summer drought, low temperature and rain in autumn, hail and strong winds in some areas, etc., there is almost no year without disaster.

As the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss. Even if you enjoy a lot of comfort in a year, you will always feel uncomfortable for a few days. Of course, this explanation is not possible, but there must be an explanation so that the losses caused by the disasters can have a place to go.

These are Wang Yan's own thoughts and cannot represent the aspirations of the people living on this land. He treats the four seasons fairly, and treats rain, snow, wind, frost and other weather fairly.

But now, he quite dislikes the rain.

If someone doesn't like something, it must be that "something" brings some harm or inconvenience. Wang Yan is the same way, so he doesn't like the rain now because he is the one being poured on.

He is wearing a 65-style military uniform and a red star hat. The bright military green has been soaked in different colors by the rain. Some are still bright, while others have dimmed.

Although the unit of the cultural troupe was more than a hundred meters away from him, Wang Yan still ran to take shelter under the eaves of the nearby supply and marketing cooperative.

The art troupe over there has a tall door with a sign on both sides bearing the name of the Military Region Political Department Art Troupe in black letters on a white background. Above the door, there is a message written by a teacher comrade: "Serve the People" with yellow characters on a red background. Two soldiers held guns and stood guard facing each other.

Twenty meters inside the door, surrounded by flowers and plants, is an independent high wall painting. On it is a picture of a comrade, also wearing a 65-style military uniform, standing with his hands behind his hands and looking at the mountains and rivers. In the background is a flying red flag. Dotted with the red sun in the east, Tiananmen Square in Beijing and so on.

There were many people taking shelter from the rain here. Wang Yan leaned against the wall and looked at the man and woman standing not far in front of him with a smile.

The gay man was dressed like him, but he was carrying a military green shoulder bag and a military water bottle, and he was carrying a lot of things in his hands. The lesbian was wearing a thick military poncho and had two braids of braids, and she was also carrying something.

Liu Feng put down the things in his hands, took He Xiaoping two steps forward, and looked at the gate of the art troupe.

He said: "Your mother told me that when you receive the military uniform, you must take a picture and send it back to let the neighbors know that you are a soldier."

He Xiaoping nodded repeatedly and smiled happily. She looked around. This was a strange place. She had never traveled such a far distance before. She was about to become a member of the art troupe, and her excitement could not subside.

Liu Feng looked around and saw Wang Yan leaning against the wall, smiling. He was stunned for a moment, then waved to Wang Yan, got closer to He Xiaoping, and said in a low voice: "When going through the political review for enlistment, the police station officer The policeman told me that your biological father was still in the labor camp, but you drew a clear line with him and changed your surname to that of your stepfather. Therefore, since you were born in this field, I will give you a job in the labor camp instead of joining others. I won’t talk about it either.”

Of course He Xiaoping knew the difference, nodded happily, and saluted Liu Feng happily.

"Come, let me introduce our comrades to you."

Just like before, Liu Feng corrected He Xiaoping on how to salute correctly, and then brought He Xiaoping to Wang Yan's side, "Wang Yan, this is Comrade He Xiaoping, the new member of our group. He is very good at dancing and is the captain of our unit. I came specifically by name.

Comrade He Xiaoping, this is Comrade Wang Yan, who plays in the band of our regiment. He can play suona, erhu, trumpet, flute, violin, etc., and he can also see a doctor. He is better than the health worker of our regiment. "

"Hello, Comrade He Xiaoping."

"Hello, Comrade Wang Yan." Feeling the kindness in Wang Yan's smiling face, He Xiaoping saluted Wang Yan and smiled brightly.

"Liu Feng's teaching just now was in vain. His hands shouldn't be so stiff, just level with his eyebrows. Like this."

As he spoke, Wang Yan stood up straight and saluted.

"Like this?" He Xiaoping tried again.

"That's what I mean, just look in the mirror." Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

Liu Feng asked: "Why are you outside?"

"There is no suona in rehearsal today, so I took advantage of my free time to go out for a walk. Who knew I would have to go back soon, and it would rain so heavily. Where did you come back from?"

"Beijing, I brought some things from home for the comrades in the regiment on the way."

"Why do I arrange for you to go every time for this kind of thing? Let's find someone else next time. I have to run from south to north. How tiring it is. I can't do it all by myself."

Liu Feng smiled and waved his hand: "Other comrades in the regiment are not familiar with the situation. I have been outside a lot and I am familiar with everywhere. Besides, there are sleeper berths both ways, and there are travel allowances. This is the regiment taking care of me. I have taken advantage of the convenience of business trips to travel around the country and see a lot of new things. It's a good thing."

"You are so conscious, you are worthy of being the model of our regiment."

Wang Yan smiled and raised his fist. With a clang, he gently hit Liu Feng's chest with the face of his fist, showing a good relationship.

His mission this time was to be a nanny for Liu Feng. To be honest, he has always been a nanny for others. After all, the so-called missions are the wishes of the characters in the play. Even the several ancient worlds he experienced were actually nannies in the final analysis, but they were protecting the people of the world, and he had to make his own decisions, so there was a fight for hegemony. There was no essential difference in the origin of his going there.

So Wang Yan has been a babysitter from beginning to end, or to put it in a nicer way, he is the character in the play. After all, he is equivalent to the golden finger, a grandfather-like role. If he is transformed into the same type, he is the living father of the character in the play.

Of course, there are also accidents. In the past thousand years, there is only one Ding Qing. It was that kid who was ignorant and didn't know who was good for him, so he ended up badly. But because of this, he made Wang Yan remember him for a longer time, and he has not forgotten it for a thousand years.

Liu Feng's life is really not very good. He usually helps others and treats others kindly. He confesses his love to the girl he likes and hugs her. He was punished and transferred from the art troupe to the local logistics unit. He caught up with the outbreak of the Vietnam War and was ambushed while transporting supplies to the front line, and eventually lost an arm. Of course, compared with the dead soldiers, he is naturally lucky.

Later, he was disabled and retired. None of his former comrades who had received much help from him in the art troupe, and even one of them he gave up a place in the military academy, helped him. His wife ran away, he was bullied, and his life was really miserable.

However, you can't compare misery in this world. If that's the case, there are many people who are worse off than Liu Feng. Liu Feng just helped this and that, and did this and that. In the end, no one helped him or gave him a hand. It was a bit wrong.

After all, for the group of people in the art troupe, it was really just a matter of raising a hand, and it was easy to change Liu Feng's situation. No one helped, no one cared about Liu Feng, for Liu Feng, this was very sad.

Of course, having said that, you really shouldn't ask for a return for your efforts. After all, no matter what others say, it's your own choice. Whether it's out of kindness or embarrassment, you won't refuse, after all, you are the one who makes the effort. Then again, as the saying goes, put yourself in someone else's shoes, one party makes the effort, the other party accepts it happily, feels at ease, and takes it for granted, which is also unreasonable.

Liu Feng has this problem. His actions are taken for granted in the eyes of others.

Wang Yan said with a smile: "I heard what you told Comrade He Xiaoping just now."

He Xiaoping became nervous and subconsciously looked at Liu Feng. This was related to whether she could join the art troupe, otherwise she might be rejected. There was no warmth at home, so naturally she didn't want to go back.

Liu Feng looked at others first. It was easy to talk to his own people, but not necessarily to others.

"My ears are good, they didn't hear it." Wang Yan looked at the nervous He Xiaoping, "Don't worry, I'm not a talkative person. Where is your father?"

"Northwest." He Xiaoping replied sullenly.

"The environment over there is quite bad. When you join the regiment, you will get an allowance. You may have some money and tickets. Otherwise, you may have to endure the illness. If it is serious, it will be terrible.

After taking the photo, don't forget to send it to your father. I remember that when a new comrade came last time, he said that there was only one large-size summer suit left. You may have to wait for a while to get the winter suit directly. But I guess you must be anxious. See who is easy to talk to and borrow from her. Don't think that you can just take a photo and be done with it in a short time. You can take other people's clothes and run away."

"Thank you, Comrade Wang Yan."

"You're welcome."

Liu Feng smiled and said, "I know you care about your comrades."

"Why should I care about my comrades? She is young, only 17 or 18 years old? She is not like those in our regiment. A small part of them have people above them, and they are all children of cadres. If she is reckless, she will be sad in the future."

"You can't say that. They are all good comrades." Liu Feng now sees good people in his eyes.

"Let's go, the rain is getting lighter. This rain, I don't know when it will start, sometimes it's heavy, sometimes it's light, it's very unbearable." Wang Yan smiled, "Come, I'll get you some."

The three of them talked and laughed, in the drizzle, stepping on the rain on the ground, and walked towards the art troupe...

Wang Yan did say a lot, but it was also to help He Xiaoping. If she really listened to him, there would be less trouble.

Originally, He Xiaoping stole Lin Dingding's military uniform and ran to the photo studio to take pictures, and was discovered by a group of people. He Xiaoping was not very popular to begin with, and this time she was naturally more excluded. For this kind of thing, just say it. If others don't lend it, Xiao Suizi probably won't say anything more.

Of course, if you have to explain it, it actually makes sense.

Because He Xiaoping's experience itself is not very good, her father was reformed when she was a child, and her mother took her to remarry. She was not welcomed in the new family and might be beaten and scolded at any time. Her childhood was miserable, which made her cautious and silent. Because it's useless for her to say it, and no one will care.

She was not stupid, so she naturally felt the disdain of the people in the art troupe. Moreover, their disdain was undisguised, which made her dare not ask for it, because she was afraid of being rejected, which would hurt her self-esteem.

Taking pictures was a matter of snapping, and she thought that as long as she was fast and careful enough, she would not be discovered. So compared to being rejected and having her self-esteem trampled on again, it was better to use it secretly. For her, stealing seemed to be the best choice.

As for He Xiaoping sewing two sponges in her bra, it was probably not to make it look bigger as those people laughed at. It might be because she was flat and uncomfortable to wear if it didn't fit, or it might be to make her dance look good and show the beauty of a woman, or it might be because she sweated a lot and wanted to absorb the sweat to cover up the smell.

Of course, it might also be to make it look bigger. She was excluded and secretly put on sponges to be better than those women. This is also possible. But this is indeed a bit far-fetched. After all, she dances well and works hard to practice. She dances better than others, which is also a victory for her. There is no need to do this.

And it is not necessarily He Xiaoping's, although everyone tacitly agrees with this...

Wang Yan followed Liu Feng and He Xiaoping, saluted when passing by the soldiers on guard, and walked into the art troupe with a smile. Of course, Liu Feng was joking with He Xiaoping. He introduced the buildings inside to He Xiaoping, and Wang Yan just watched from the side.

The art troupe is a large unit, so the space here is also large. There is a playground, as well as various buildings such as administration and accommodation, a large auditorium, and rehearsal venues. Of course, there are also bathrooms and swimming pools. There is also a platoon of soldiers who are responsible for some security work.

The building is naturally a small five- or six-story building that is common at this time, nothing special. There are nothing more than various slogans, and flags are flying in the wind on the playground. The overall look is cleaner and tidier, a standard military style.

Wang Yan has already accepted the environment with great differences, and he has been here several times in this era. There is no big difference, a perfect transition.

The three of them did not stop and went directly to the large indoor rehearsal venue. From a distance, they could already hear the music coming from the door. After entering the door, the music became louder and also brightened people's eyes.

Because inside, a bunch of girls with exquisite figures danced in unison. They wore the same short sleeves and the same half-tight shorts. The white legs were all white. They all seemed to smile sweetly.

The age of the art troupe is still relatively young, generally in their twenties, less than thirty, and can be called young and beautiful. This scene and this scripture are not appropriate after all.

And the men and women who wore swimsuits and swam and played together afterwards were obviously inappropriate. Generally speaking, this movie is not very good.

Wang Yan scolded Feng Kuazi here, but it did not prevent him from appreciating it. Of course he appreciated it. What kind of women and what kind of scenes could make him fantasize? He couldn't help but appreciate it. In addition to appreciating it, he couldn't do anything.

On the other side, Liu Feng brought hot water to He Xiaoping. He Xiaoping held the hot water in her hands and looked at the dancing girls with longing.

When the dance was over, the team leader introduced He Xiaoping and asked her to show her skills. Liu Feng helped explain that she had been on the train for a long time and there were no activities. But He Xiaoping did not refuse. She certainly knew that she had to show off, so she immediately took off her raincoat, coat, backpack, etc.

At this time, the team leader also praised He Xiaoping, saying that she danced well and that the quota was approved by special approval.

Seeing that He Xiaoping didn't express anything stupidly, Wang Yan smiled and said, "Comrade He Xiaoping, you should thank our team leader."

"Thank you, team leader." He Xiaoping saluted again with a not very standard military salute.

The team leader also saluted with a serious face, and then patted He Xiaoping on the shoulder: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Although I asked the leader for special approval, it's also your own hard work. You are a good seedling for dancing."

As he said this, he glared at Wang Yan, who smiled.

The team leader is Su Huilan, who manages the dance team. She is a serious leader, and is also responsible for rehearsals and other matters. She is also an artist and has work to do.

Su Huilan smiled kindly and said, "Come on, show me your skills and let me see if you have improved."

"Yes." He Xiaoping responded, walked to the middle of the field and moved around a few times, and then started to move.

Next to Wang Yan, Hao Shuwen still brought clothes to He Xiaoping. She was close to him just now, so she took it casually. Why was she close? Of course, she wanted to get closer to the leader. Although her father is a senior military officer and has a lot of power, she must be familiar with him. She can't always bring her father up, which is embarrassing.

So it's no surprise that when she looked at He Xiaoping in the field and felt the dampness of the clothes on her hands, she moved closer to smell it, and her face showed a look of disgust.

Seeing Wang Yan hugging his shoulders and watching He Xiaoping do somersaults and turns, she moved closer and brought the clothes to Wang Yan's nose...

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