Chapter 910: A Punch Opens

The wake-up call sounded, and the art troupe became noisy again. Although the sun had not yet risen, the sky was already bright. A thin mist filled the sky, and the two-thousand-meter-high mountain in the distance was looming. The smoke from cooking drifted with the wind. This was the human world.

Shortly after the wake-up call, the exercise call sounded. In the army, everything depends on the sound of the call. Shortly after the exercise call, people all ran out laughing and talking. It was always lively when there were many people, and there was always something to talk about in a mess.

People from different positions, even some leaders, all ran out, hundreds of people. After gathering and standing in line at their respective positions, they shouted one, two, three, four, one, two, one, and ran back and forth on the hard cement road.

The band lined up with the song and dance troupe, with male soldiers on one side and female soldiers on the other. Wang Yan was tall and strong and stood in the front row. Hao Shuwen and others were also the tallest among the female soldiers, and they were also in the front row.

Hao Shuwen, who went back and came down, would turn her head and glare at Wang Yan from time to time. Wang Yan felt the gaze and occasionally smiled and raised his eyebrows, which made Hao Shuwen even more uncomfortable.

Xiao Suizi, Lin Dingding and others who were one row behind could see clearly from behind.

Mainly because Chen Can and Wang Yan were in the same row, if you like someone, you can't help but look at them, and Xiao Suizi was like that. She looked at the back of Chen Can's head, and she also saw the "game" between Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen. In the spirit of sharing, she pulled Lin Dingding next to her, and Lin Dingding pulled other female soldiers, and everyone knew it.

They thought about the same thing, "You still say that you have nothing to do with Wang Yan", who would believe it...

While teasing Hao Shuwen, Wang Yan was not idle either. He was recalling the song that was played during the big break when he was in school a thousand years ago. It was the song with the little girl shouting, the whistle, and the footsteps.

After recalling the tune, Wang Yan silently added this song to the second one on the to-do list. The first one is of course to write a military song and be an artist.

The intensity of the morning exercise is not high, that is, they run more than one kilometer, and then the main force stops running. Only the soldiers in a platoon responsible for the protection of the art troupe run a little more, and at a faster speed.

However, many people in the art troupe do not run, but it does not mean that they have no work. They also have morning classes, as the saying goes, the morning is the beginning of the day, practice voice, breath, pronunciation, etc., and there are also a group of dancing female soldiers bending down and splitting to stretch their muscles and bones and practice basic skills.

This can't be fooled, after all, it is a professional skill, and the leaders also come early in the morning to supervise strictly. Of course, for players like Wang Yan, the requirements are much lower, and the leaders know it.

However, Wang Yan himself did not relax, and took his suona to find a corner and played it hard, making a lot of noise. The suona requires a very high breath, and his breath is naturally enough, but the proficiency of the technique is still far from enough. His requirements were not high. He just wanted to practice all his various musical instruments to LV3, which was a good level.

There was no need to be deliberate. After all, his mind was full of knowledge, and it didn't take him much time to master a musical instrument. It would take him three to five years to master all the messy instruments. What he had the most was time, and he was free anyway.

After practicing like this, the team was disbanded, and each of them returned to the dormitory to get their lunch boxes. This round trip became a time for rest, and they went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

The breakfast was certainly not rich, with corn porridge, corn vegetable cakes, and salty pickles.

Wang Yan filled a lunch box with porridge and took two thick vegetable cakes, which was already a lot. Even if the army was rich, it was not made at will. There were also fixed quotas and quantities, but the "quota" and "quantity" were higher than those of the general public.

Even the female soldiers with small appetites could eat most of the porridge in the lunch box and most of the vegetable pancake, which was because of the lack of oil and water. The side dishes nowadays are not very rich, with radishes for one meal and cabbage for the next.

Today's seats are similar to yesterday's, but Liu Feng did not sit in the back, perhaps because he could not let Lin Dingding eat fine grains today.

Wang Yan saw clearly that Liu Feng took two bites of rice and glanced at the female soldiers' table. There, of course, was Lin Dingding, who was frowning at the corn porridge and corn vegetable pancake. This thing really irritated her throat. Lin Dingding was very hypocritical and had a hard time eating.

At the same time, Xiao Suizi, who came over after getting the meal, broke half of his big pancake and gave it to Chen Can: "I can't eat so much, it can't be wasted, you eat it."

"Oh~"

As expected, a group of people started to make a fuss.

Xiao Suizi blushed immediately and ran away to sit at the female soldier's table. Chen Can also laughed and scolded others, asking them not to make a fuss.

Wang Yan concentrated on eating, he was also hungry. After all, he didn't eat enough yesterday, and he also exercised this morning. He was already thinking about how to go out and get some meat.

The population here in Mengzi is not large, mainly ethnic minorities. However, because of the construction of the Third Front, there are also many people from all over the country who come here to support the construction. Also because it is located in the border area, there are also heavy troops stationed. In general, there is still a market here, but the transaction volume is definitely not as large as that in the densely populated areas in the east.

His identity is a soldier, it's not easy to deal with...

While Wang Yan was studying, at the table of female soldiers, Hao Shuwen and He Xiaoping were eating silently.

Lin Dingding said: "Hao Shuwen, you are not right, why don't you talk."

"Eat your meal quickly."

Lin Dingding leaned forward and whispered, "We saw you staring at Wang Yan in the morning, and you said that you two were not together..." As she spoke, she laughed, and the male soldiers who were paying attention to her looked at her sideways...

"Can we eat?" Hao Shuwen stared unhappily, why is this not over yet?

Once she got angry, others certainly couldn't say anything more, but it made these people more convinced that she and Wang Yan were together. Hao Shuwen was not stupid, and she read their intentions from the way others looked at her. This made her even more uncomfortable, why couldn't she explain it clearly.

It takes only one mouth to spread a rumor, but it takes a lot of effort to refute it, and the same applies here. Rumors must be clarified, but in fact, no matter what the matter is, there will be people who don't believe it after it is clarified, let alone such a trivial matter between men and women. For such insignificant rumors, time is the best antidote.

Lin Dingding shrugged her shoulders, then broke the pancake she had taken two bites of, and said, "Liu Feng, I really can't eat it anymore, you eat it. Hao Shuwen, pass it on."

Hao Shuwen took a deep breath, took the pancake, stood up and handed it to Liu Feng, and did not forget to stare at Wang Yan who was eating with his back to her and his head down...

Breakfast time passed in a pleasant atmosphere. Everyone washed their lunch boxes and returned to the dormitory to clean up, wash up, etc., which was also considered as digestion.

There is no doubt that Liu Feng was the one who cleaned up Wang Yan's dormitory. Others occasionally helped, but they were not as diligent as Liu Feng, and were even less dedicated. Even their quilts were folded loosely.

There were only two people in this dormitory who folded their quilts neatly. One was Liu Feng, who was transferred from the front-line troops and developed a habit. The other was Wang Yan, who simply followed the local customs and did what he did.

Liu Feng is diligent, clean, and willing to work hard. He cleans the dormitory every day. It was a long time ago that Chen Can and others occasionally helped. Now, everyone tacitly accepts that Liu Feng cleans every day, and even Liu Feng himself admits it.

Wang Yan is of course also sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others' labor, but at least he helped to empty the garbage in the dustpan, while others did not move at all.

"We can't always pick on Liu Feng alone." He sat on the bed and looked at the other people.

"He is a model soldier. Besides, he thinks what we do is not clean, so what can we do? Aren't you free too? If you want to do it, just do it with him. No one can stop you."

Zhu Ke was sarcastic and unhappy in his words. He blamed Wang Yan for being too talkative and of course he was also mocking Liu Feng. But he was smiling, laughing and joking, as if he was not targeting anyone.

"It's not hard. I'm used to it. I feel uncomfortable if I don't do it for one day." Liu Feng smiled and eased the atmosphere.

Wang Yan smiled. Of course, he wanted to help Liu Feng and correct the ideas of the people in the dormitory. Now Zhu Ke was talking to him in a sarcastic way, mocking him a little. That was not Liu Feng's business.

Indeed, Wang had no foundation, and everyone knew it. On weekdays, everyone laughed together, and they didn't interfere with each other. Naturally, everyone was happy. Now he suddenly made trouble, and Zhu Ke was a mean person, so he was naturally unhappy. Then there was no need to hide it, and he just confronted Wang Yan without thinking. After all, this kid even confronted the team leader.

There were eight people in the dormitory. Liu Feng eased the atmosphere, and Zhu Ke directly confronted him. The rest of Chen Can and others had different thoughts, but they all looked at Wang Yan. They wanted to see Wang Yan's reaction.

After all, Zhu Ke's words were equivalent to active provocation. They were all men, and they wanted to see how Wang Yan responded. Of course, there was also a sense of dissatisfaction, after all, Wang Yan was talking to everyone and looking for trouble with them.

They couldn't figure it out. If Liu Feng wanted to do it, then let him do it. Aren't you Wang, who is also very happy? Why are you looking for trouble?

"Chen Can, what do you mean?" Wang Yan turned to ask Chen Can. The reason why he asked Chen Can was because this guy was the leader of the other people in the dormitory. Although the dormitory head of this dormitory was Liu Feng.

Zhu Ke knew Chen Can's identity. Zhu Ke was arrogant, and he still obeyed Chen Can. Then Zhu Ke suppressed the others, and naturally Chen Can became the de facto leader. Although there was no clear relationship, Chen Can was indeed the default opinion leader.

Chen Can shrugged indifferently: "I don't care. If you want to do it, just work with our model soldier and help him share the burden."

His words were very frivolous, and it was obvious that he didn't take Wang Yan seriously. He also had a problem with Wang Yan, because since yesterday, Wang Yan always mentioned the matter between Xiao Suizi and him, and led the conflict to him, so of course he was unhappy.

Although he didn't use his status as a high-ranking official's son to show off, he still had a psychological advantage. He was calm and arrogant.

The conflicts among young people always came so quickly. Wang Yan understood what these people were thinking. Although he smiled at everyone, he couldn't be so considerate because people's minds were different. Moreover, this was not an equal relationship. Some of his normal behaviors might seem a bit pretentious in the eyes of others.

However, Wang Yan was actually helpless. After all, his mentality was different. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he was not a young man of twenty years old. Moreover, he lived for more than a hundred years in the last world and was an emperor for ninety years. One month in the real world was actually not enough to recover. Even if he recovered, he was not twenty years old after all.

His normality is ordinary in his own eyes, but some of his actions, expressions, and words make people feel pretentious, and there is nothing wrong with him. It is true that he has always been a pushover. Of course, he is not pretending, he is naturally awesome.

Chen Can, Zhu Ke and other high-ranking cadres have psychological advantages and arrogance, but Mr. Wang is more than just arrogant.

But the current situation is that he just treats them as equals, which already makes them feel pretentious.

When Zhu Ke spoke like that, he might not even have thought about it, and he just said it so naturally. From his perspective, there's nothing wrong with it. But when it comes to Wang Yan, it's different.

He was originally waiting for a little tidying up this group of people, but Zhu Ke bumped into him because he suggested that everyone do hygiene together.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, raised his right hand not very politely, and pointed his index finger at Zhu Ke: "You will be responsible for cleaning tomorrow morning."

Then he pointed at Chen Can: "The day after tomorrow."

Zhu Ke was stunned for a moment and glanced at Chen Can, who was also stunned. He sat up from the bunk like a gangster: "What if I don't do it?"

"Hit you!" Wang Yan's reply was simple and clear.

Seeing that Zhu Ke was about to have an attack, Liu Feng quickly stopped Zhu Ke and pushed Chen Can, who was also getting up: "It's not a big deal, I can just clean up by myself. We are all comrades in the same dormitory. How boring is this?" . If the political commissar finds out, there will be no punishment."

"Does he talk like that? And he beats me? Damn, who is afraid of whom? Liu Feng, get up. His parents died early. I have to teach him a lesson today."

Without saying a word, Wang Yan stood up and pushed Liu Feng aside with a slap. He reached out and pinched Zhu Ke's neck, lifted him up and pushed him onto the bed board of the upper bunk for support. At the same time, he clenched his other hand into a fist and punched him gently in the stomach.

Zhu Ke was suffocating, holding Wang Yan's hand with both hands, his legs were tumbling back and forth, his stomach still hurt, he rolled his eyes wildly, he looked like he was about to be strangled to death.

The dormitory was very quiet. No one thought that Wang Yan would suddenly take action, and no one thought that Wang Yan would be so violent. Liu Feng reacted the fastest and hurried forward to pull Wang Yan, but he couldn't push him away at all.

"Wang Yan, let go quickly, he is going to be strangled to death by you."

Wang Yan threw Zhu Ke on the bed with a smile: "Don't worry, I know it."

After saying that, regardless of Zhu Ke who was gasping for breath and curled up, Wang Yan looked at Chen Can: "Do you have any objections?"

"There's no need to make things like this, right?" Glancing at Zhu Ke, Chen Can pretended to be calm, "We are all comrades-in-arms, and we are still stirring up trouble in the same room. Why do you need to lower your head and not raise your head to see each other? Can't we just talk about it and discuss it? ? Do you have to do something?”

"I asked you if you have any opinions, yes or no, answer me."

Wang Yan was still smiling, but his voice was light. Wang Yan didn't quarrel or argue with him, it would be meaningless. Zhu Ke even brought Wang's parents with him. There was no need for Chen Can to be here, so there was no need to talk more.

"Wang Yan, you..."

"Okay, okay, Wang Yan, there's really no need." Liu Feng hurried forward and put his arms around Wang Yan's arms. He already knew who was the dangerous one, "I just want to clean up. Our dormitory is only so big." The place is actually not too dirty and there isn’t much work. I’ve been doing it for so long, so it’s not a big deal.”

Wang Yan ignored Liu Feng, and when he saw Chen Can didn't respond, he stepped forward in two steps.

When Chen Can saw that Wang Yan was still coming, he took action directly. He puffed up his energy, made a round fist with all his strength, and went straight towards Wang Yan.

With a chuckle, Wang Yan easily grabbed Chen Can's wrist and pulled him towards him. He also dragged Liu Feng sideways, who refused to let go, and kneed him in the stomach.

Chen Can immediately curled up on the ground holding his stomach, clenching his teeth and groaning, suffering from severe digestive pain and turbulence in his stomach.

"Okay, let go."

The confused Liu Feng let go of his hand blankly, watched Wang Yan sit back on the bed, and quickly stepped forward to help Chen Can up. He said: "Wang Yan, you are really..."

"I knew it, and I didn't want to kill them. Then wouldn't I have to be dragged to target practice? It will only hurt for a while."

Wang Yan looked at Chen Can: "We are all in the same dormitory, how can we let Liu Feng clean the house by himself every day? And you, Zhu Ke, too, have to blame my parents. My parents left early , your parents were here, but they didn’t give you a good education. Instead, they took advantage of some connections in the family and became arrogant?

Oh, yes, when it comes to being related, we have to talk about the children of cadres. Chen Can, didn't you tell Hao Shuwen yesterday that you looked down on the children of their cadres? I think Zhu Ke is also quite crazy. Why do you have such a good time playing with him? Zhu Ke quite admires you. Your family must not be simple either. Are you a cadre child like Hao Shuwen?

No, you can't even look down on Hao Shuwen. Does that mean your father is taller than Hao Shuwen's father? Your reaction tells me that I was right. But I don’t like the look in your eyes. What’s going on? Do you want your father to deal with me? Transfer me to the frontline unit? "

Chen Can snorted: "I'm not as narrow-minded as you said. I can't beat you because I am incompetent."

"If you were so talented, you wouldn't come to the art troupe."

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement and continued, "Tell me, it's just cleaning, how big of a deal is that? Is it worth it? We were laughing and joking together when we had breakfast this morning, and now you're sour? Are you all children? I didn't mean to fight with you two, and you two wouldn't listen to reason. Maybe you have more reason than me.

I won't bully anyone. From today on, we'll each have one day. Today is Liu Feng, tomorrow is Zhu Ke, the day after tomorrow is Chen Can, and the day after tomorrow is me. The rest of you will line up by yourselves. The hygiene standards will be the same as they are now, is there any problem? Speak!"

Zhu Ke muttered: "No!"

"Okay." Chen Can also responded with gritted teeth.

These two people were convinced, and naturally the others did not dare to disagree.

Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Then do it. Let's talk and discuss it in the future, don't be sarcastic. We all have the same shoulders and heads. No matter how powerful our parents are, no one has more life than anyone else. I apologize to both of you. I was holding back my strength. Take a few minutes. The pain will heal after a few days. Men are real men. It's no big deal. We will still be good comrades in the future.

Okay, that's it. It's not a big deal. It's all right after we talk. I'm leaving first. My professional level can't keep up. I have to practice hard and try to write powerful songs."

After that, he ignored the others, took a book and a pen and paper and left the dormitory, leaving a room full of people staring at each other.

They were shocked by Wang Yan's roguery, as if he was not the one who beat them...

Liu Feng looked at Zhu Ke and Chen Can who were still curled up, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? If you can't help it, go to the clinic quickly, don't try to be brave. He said he held back, but I saw that he was not light at all. After such a long time, I didn't expect him to have this trick."

Chen Can and Zhu Ke's eyes were full of resentment. What the hell are you talking about here? It's all because of you...

But what can they say?

"It's okay, I feel much better now, just hold on for a while, he really didn't hit hard." Chen Can said reluctantly, "Okay, it's almost time, you guys go first. The two of us will take a break and then go."

Liu Feng wanted to comfort them again and eliminate the disaster, but looking at Chen Can's reaction and Zhu Ke who didn't say a word, he felt that if he said anything more, he might fight with him. In the end, he wisely shut up and said that they must keep it a secret and not spread it. Then he left the dormitory with other passers-by to rehearse, leaving only the two of them.

"It hurts so much." Zhu Ke finally cried out loudly.

Chen Can also grinned: "Who said it wasn't."

The two of them felt pain for a while, and Zhu Ke said again: "Just admit it?"

"What else do you want to do? Haven't you heard what others say? We all have the same head on the same shoulder. No matter how powerful our parents are, no one has more life than the other. What does this mean? If we dare to play dirty, he will dare to risk his life. He has no parents, no worries, and only one life. Can you do it?

He can lift you up with one hand and almost strangle you to death. He beat me like this with one move. Look at my wrist, it's blue from his grip. We are like little chickens in front of him. We can't beat him, and we dare not scold him. What if he doesn't admit it? It doesn't matter who my father is. Besides, you know what the situation is outside now, so you should just keep quiet."

Chen Can's words were also full of resentment, even more severe than Hao Shuwen's gnashing of teeth.

"It's fucking embarrassing. I just don't understand, what's wrong with him? He's been here for more than a year, and it's all over, right? Why is he in trouble now?"

"Get out of here, he just mentioned it, maybe just for the sake of it, you said you don't want to do it, then don't do it, but you have to be so sarcastic, and even talk about his parents, his father is a martyr. If this word gets out, you will be dead or skinned, no one can save you. If you say that, who wouldn't be anxious?"

"I do look down on him a little, I thought he was okay before, quiet, smiling at everyone he saw, but these past two days I don't like him. . Listen to what he said just now, is that human language? What else... What's wrong with you? "

"You were beaten, he almost strangled you to death, I can't just stand by and watch."

"I think you are also unhappy with him."

... "If you say so, then it is true, he always talks about Xiao Suizi and me. We are innocent, what is there to say? I tell you, don't make trouble in the future..."

"You also talked about Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen, you can talk about them, but you can't talk about you..."

Of course not, people are so shameless. He teased others and said it was a joke. If others wanted to play a joke on him, it would be absolutely impossible, and they would immediately look sour.

The two were slightly disciplined, reflected on their mistakes, and gently opened this chapter, as if they had let Wang Yan go. Of course this is impossible, they are just waiting for an opportunity...

Wang Yan certainly doesn't care about the hatred of these two people. He made it clear that he didn't believe that these two people had the courage to trouble him again. He couldn't leave them any handles. If he wanted to retaliate, maybe it would be in the future when the market economy came and they became successful people. If they held a gathering of the art troupe and mocked him, or secretly stabbed him from behind, they would all be villains.

When we arrived at the rehearsal venue, Hao Shuwen and others had already arrived. He Xiaoping, who had been given two days off, did not rest either. She also came. Like other dancers, she changed her hair and clothes and showed off her beautiful figure. .

Hao Shuwen was talking happily with others in a loud voice. When he saw Wang Yan walking in, he gave him a fierce look and continued to joke with others.

Wang Yan still smiled and raised his eyebrows at Hao Shuwen, walked to his group, and left here very consciously with his suona and a thick set of music, so as not to cause trouble for everyone.

It was the same room as yesterday. It was a utility room with some props piled in it. He continued to play the song "Hundred Birds in the Eyes of the Phoenix" here. He played for a long time yesterday and for more than half an hour during morning class. His progress has been obvious.

This is mainly because he has a good memory and knows the music by heart. The breath is sufficient, but a lot of effort in practicing Qi is missing. The brain reacts quickly and the hands are flexible. At the same time, he also has a profound level of appreciation and knowledge of music theory. If there is no obvious progress in all these aspects, then his life will really be in vain.

After playing for a long time, Wang Yan took out a pen and paper while taking a breather and began to write the lyrics.

A song mainly consists of three parts, lyrics, music and arrangement. To put it simply, the words are the lyrics, and the music is the tune of each lyric, that is, the melody when people sing the song a cappella. The arrangement is the accompaniment, which makes a song richer, fuller and three-dimensional, and also sets off the lyrics and melody.

In order not to shock the world, Wang Yan decided to spend a month writing this song...

While he was working on 'creating' with this person, there was a knock on the door: "Wang Yan, are you in there?"

It was Liu Feng's voice, and Wang Yan responded: "Here he is."

"I've been looking for you for a while, but the political commissar told me that you were practicing suona here."

When Liu Feng opened the door and came in, he saw Wang Yan lying on the table writing something. He took a look at it, chanted the words on it, and asked curiously: "Do you really write songs?"

"Then I can still tell lies?"

"It's amazing. These sentences are so catchy and can be done."

Wang Yan smiled and asked, "Because of Chen Can and Zhu Ke?"

"Yeah, why are you so impulsive? We are all comrades in the same dormitory. How can we get along with each other in the future if we have such a quarrel?" Liu Feng came closer and whispered, "Besides, they are both juniors of high-ranking cadres. That's Can we afford it? In one sentence, we are done for the rest of our lives. Isn’t it good for me to just clean up?”

This is what I say from the bottom of my heart, but it is too soft. However, for Liu Feng, he thinks that cleaning is just a matter of effort, and it is not strenuous anyway. He has always been a hard-working and kind-hearted person.

"You're overthinking it. It's not about cleaning at all. It's Zhu Ke and the others who are too crazy. I just said it casually. Zhu Ke is carrying a gun and a stick. He's so evil and evil. How can I tolerate him? Not to mention bringing him a gun. My parents, it’s not like you didn’t hear. Chen Can and he are on the same side. If I don’t stand up to him today, they will bully me tomorrow.

You also said that if someone bullies me and gets in my way, what should I do if I am the son of a senior official? As mentioned above, if you hit with one punch, you can avoid a hundred punches. Give them a good meal today, and they will all be honest from now on. Don't worry, they both won't dare to do anything to me.

I still say the same thing, if they were so talented, they wouldn't come to the art troupe to hang out. I'm afraid of hardship when I go to the countryside, and I'm afraid of suffering when I go to the frontline army. That's it. Anyway, I am alone and have no fear of anyone. If you really want to make me anxious, I will go to the capital to find the superiors. I don't believe that there is no king's law.

Okay, if you don't get involved, nothing will happen to you. But I still have to tell you, don’t be too honest. You have done all the dirty work, and others take it for granted, and no one remembers your good deeds. "

"I do my own thing, and no one needs to remember my good deeds." Liu Feng's words are very powerful.

"That's up to you." Wang Yan smiled and patted his shoulder, "Go ahead. I'm concentrating on my creation, so don't affect me."

"It's really okay."

"move."

…

Time passed by noon, and the bugle sounded again. It was lunch time. Wang Yan tidied up, put everything in the rehearsal room, returned to the dormitory to get the lunch box, and then arrived at the cafeteria.

Today’s lunch is rice, cabbage and potatoes stewed. There are some oil stars floating on the vegetables, which can be regarded as oil and water.

The seats are naturally still the same, and their eating positions are almost fixed.

As he came and sat down, the dining table, which had been lively just now, suddenly became quiet. This was of course because of the fight in the morning and everyone was embarrassed.

But Wang Yan was not embarrassed. He was concerned about Chen Can and Zhu Ke: "Are you okay?"

Seeing Wang Yan acting like nothing happened, Chen Can twitched his lips and said, "It was nothing."

"That's good. You all have to eat. What are you looking at me doing? Is there a stain on my face?" After that, Wang Yan ignored them and ate his food.

The table of female soldiers at the back was still laughing and joking. Suddenly, Little Ballet said curiously: "Hey, didn't you notice? Why is their table so quiet today?"

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