Chapter 39: Talent Show

Military training is being carried out in an orderly fashion. Apart from the first few days being utterly miserable, once they got used to it, everyone realized it was actually no big deal. After all, military training is only meant to let everyone experience camp life; compared to the military's iron-clad discipline and steel-willed training methods, military training is at most a light drizzle.

Daily training consists of practicing military posture, standing at attention and at ease, and marching in step. When there is time, the instructor will also teach everyone Military Boxing. Every move and stance is fierce and powerful, whistling with force. At this time, Shen Yan fully utilizes his ability to never forget what he sees, firmly memorizing the essentials.

Not to mention reaching any profound level, having the ability to protect oneself when encountering danger is enough.

Then there is singing military songs.

Once the students have mastered how to sing a few classic military songs, the instructor will teach everyone the chants for song battles, such as "Who, who, who! Give us one!", "We want you to sing! You must sing!", "Being coy and shy is not the way!", "Like what!", "Like a girl!" and so on.

Then, during evening training, everyone will gather in a circle, singing and dancing there, with platoons provoking each other and performing talent shows.

The instructor Li Bufan is the type of show-off who has talent up his sleeve. He doesn't know where he pulled out a flute, first playing "Castle in the Sky", then playing "Galloping Horse and Whipping" from Journey to the West, drawing cheers and applause from the whole crowd.

The girls from other platoons all tilted their heads, looking at Li Bufan with admiration, and exclamations of praise rose one after another. This gave Li Bufan great satisfaction, and his dark face was filled with smiles.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Some students began to stir up trouble; everyone has one head and two hands, so why should we be worse than others? They egged their own instructor on to go up and show off a skill.

Those instructors felt like cursing; they looked at Li Bufan with murderous intent. "Damn you, is having talent so great? Pulling a stunt like this, where are we supposed to put our faces?"

Yet Li Bufan turned a deaf ear to this and began to have Law Class 1 start coordinating, shouting the chant: "Is Wang Erniu here yet~"

The students shouted at the top of their lungs: "No~"

"Do you want him to give us one~"

"Yes~"

"Wang Erniu, give us one~"

"We want you to sing~ You must sing~"

"Being coy and shy is not the way~"

"One, two~"

"Quick, quick, quick~"

"One, two, three, four, five~"

"We have waited so bitterly~"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven~"

"We have waited so anxiously~"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine~"

"Do you have it or not~"

"Machine gun~"

"Two legs~"

"Hitting the other side so they can't open their mouths~"

Everyone in Law Class 1 was shouting at the top of their lungs. The momentum was so great that it drew the focus of the entire crowd, and many people were giggling foolishly.

Some instructors, thinking the more chaos the better, egged their own squads on to join the clamor: "Wang Erniu, give us one!"

It seemed everyone knew this Wang Erniu was easy to bully and intended to tease him. Everyone was a comrade-in-arms, so they weren't worried that Wang Erniu would really get angry; at worst, they would settle it at the dinner table.

Wang Erniu himself is a sturdy man of one meter seventy with a square face. He had no way to deal with these provocations, and having no special skill up his sleeve, he could only bite the bullet and sing "Green Flower in the Army".

"Cold wind drifts, falling leaves, the army is a green flower, dear comrade, do not miss home..."

Originally a perfectly good song expressing homesickness and praising soldiers, under his tone-deaf performance, the atmosphere was completely ruined. That hoarse voice, as if eroded by the wind and sand in the desert, made people want to cover their ears.

But at the very least, he persisted and finished the whole song; his spirit is worth encouraging.

Then Li Bufan continued to call people out. Before long, he had offended all the instructors, and he was pressed to the ground and rubbed repeatedly by a group of people.

Everyone present watched and had a good laugh.

After the instructors finished showing their talents, it was the students' turn to take the stage. There were those dancing, singing, playing guitar, playing harmonica, and so on—it could be called a chaotic dance of demons.

And these boys and girls who took the initiative to perform often secured their mate selection rights for the four years of university in advance.

In order to leave a deep impression in the hearts of her classmates and increase her success rate in running for class monitor, Yu Youwei also made many preparations for this. After a certain classmate left the stage, she directly volunteered and came to the center of the field.

She untied her hair ribbon and tossed her head with high spirits. In an instant, three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, hanging to her waist. Her almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright, like the water of a late autumn lake. Her nose bridge was not high but very delicate, and her face shape was round with a sense of squareness; her profile was absolutely beautiful.

The lights fell on her, outlining her exquisite curves. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the eyes of the entire crowd were focused on her alone.

"Wow! That girl is so beautiful!"

"Who knows which class that girl is from? Requesting her name! Requesting her QQ! Requesting her measurements!"

"I didn't expect our grade to have such a pure goddess. I'm in love, I'm in love!"

Yu Youwei's smile grew even wider, and she said: "Hello everyone, my name is Yu Youwei. Next, I will bring you a song, 'Why Not'. I hope everyone likes it."

Yu Youwei handled the accompaniment issue in a few moments—it was the song she liked most and was best at. Then she held her head high, her body swaying unconsciously with the rhythm; she had clearly already entered the zone.

Music!

Under the expectant gaze of the public, a crisp and pleasant voice came from the speakers, drifting further and further, echoing over the entire playground.

"The sky really wants to rain, I really want to wish you were next door, standing foolishly downstairs at your house, looking up, counting the dark clouds..."

As the singing entered their ears, all the audience members were stunned. Yu Youwei's voice was ethereal without losing emotion, sweeter and gentler compared to the original male version. Coupled with that sweet smile, it made people unable to help but feel the urge to fall in love.

"My god, I'm blown away by this voice!"

"This voice is too gentle, so sweet, it makes me want to fall in love."

"I'm in love, I'm in love!"

The Girls' Dormitory was also lost in a daze for a long time. They all knew Yu Youwei liked to sing and would hum a few lines from time to time in the dorm, which was indeed quite nice, but they didn't expect that with the support of professional equipment, it could be this good. It cleansed the heart and could be called an auditory feast.

The singing reached the climax.

"Singing this song for you, there is no particular style, it only represents, I want to give you happiness, melt the glaciers for you, be a moth flying into the fire for you, there is nothing that is not worth it."

The song ended.

Yu Youwei bowed to everyone and said thank you!

"Great! The class monitor is awesome!"

Shen Yan shouted loudly, taking the initiative to stand up to build momentum for Yu Youwei, and offered the most enthusiastic applause.

"The class monitor is awesome!"

"The class monitor is the most beautiful!"

"Goddess, you are the best!"

Lin Yang, Luo Qiqi, and others responded one after another, and students from other companies were not to be outdone; the applause came like a violent storm, intense and powerful, as everyone clapped and cheered for Yu Youwei's brilliant performance.

Yu Youwei gave Shen Yan a sweet smile, and everything was understood without words.