Chapter 917: Good Things Happen

In the office, Liao Guanghua was holding a cigarette, with a score in front of him, holding a pencil in his hand, humming a tune. He wasn't just humming; if it was a flute, it was "di di di," if it was a horn, it was "du du du," if it was a drum, it was "da da da," occasionally modifying the score.

At this time, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He pushed his glasses and greeted, "Come in."

Seeing Wang Yan pushing the door and entering with a smile, the displeasure of being interrupted vanished in an instant, and his face smiled brilliantly: "It's you kid, how is it, another new work?"

Wang Yan smiled and put the cans, Zhonghua, and tea he brought on Old Liao's desk, and took out a piece of paper that had been folded several times and put it there: "Take a look."

Old Liao didn't be polite with Wang Yan; he put the cans and other things directly under the table. Everyone in the regiment knew that Wang Yan didn't lack these things. Although Old Liao was a detachment leader, he was not a regiment commander after all, and he also had a family waiting to be fed.

After doing this, he picked up the paper and opened it to look. "Me and My Motherland...", Old Liao muttered the song title written in flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, quickly scanned the lyrics, and said without raising his head, "Worthy of being a great writer, the lyrics are really good."

What else could Wang Yan do? He could only lick his face and smile.

Old Liao buried his head and looked at the music, tapping on the table with one hand, humming and finding the tune in his mouth.

"Me and, me and, me and my motherland, cannot be separated for a moment..."

For a long time, Old Liao sighed: "You kid is really amazing, the song is really good. This song has power for male solo, tenderness for female solo, and the duet is both hard and soft, writing the feelings of the Chinese children, singing the pride and attachment of the Chinese children. Not bad, it will be sung all over the country again. What is your idea for the arrangement?"

"Folk song, but folk song is too soft, still need to..."

Music in this era cannot be too unconventional, such as the well-known "Hometown Love" by Li Guyi, which has been criticized by people regardless of the style of lyrics and music or the singing method until the Spring Festival Gala. In fact, it was also criticized after the Spring Festival Gala, but the broad masses of the people liked it very much and never criticized it. After all, it sounded good.

Old Liao naturally had a grasp of this. Wang Yan didn't worry about this aspect.

After communicating with Old Liao for a long time about the ideas of arrangement, it was time for dinner. Wang Yan said goodbye to Old Liao, who was eating a small stove, and swayed to eat dinner.

He went to see the Political Commissar Ning Shan first, and then went to find Old Liao. Thinking that he had to chat about the arrangement, he had already prepared for it. This time he came out with a mess kit.

However, he was delayed at Old Liao's for a while, so when he arrived at the canteen, people were already buzzing and eating happily.

"Back, haven't seen you for more than half a year." Quartermaster Old Zhang greeted Wang Yan enthusiastically.

"Serve the soldiers."

"Look, the awareness is high. You came back just in time today. Our regiment is improving the food. Did you see? Egg noodles. People say dumplings when getting on the bus and noodles when getting off the bus. Just treat it as a welcome for you."

Wang Yan smiled and hit a mess kit of noodles, poured salty egg brine, asked for a head of garlic, and got two steamed buns, and then went to the side where he ate.

It is summer now, and the female soldiers are wearing skirts, which were restored in 1973. Before this, female soldiers were dressed the same as male soldiers. Because the army is a weather vane, the vast number of female comrades did not dare to wear skirts. Until 1973, after female soldiers wore skirts again, the women in the country gradually began to wear skirts.

And the clothes on the upper body of the female soldiers were all loose short sleeves, exposing arms and necks, which looked much better than in winter. It is inevitable that female comrades are more or less not so white. After all, they are in the plateau area all year round, and they perform in the field, so their skin is difficult to be smooth and tender. But there are also beautiful ones, naturally good, such as Hao Shuwen, Xiao Suizi, such as Lin Dingding...

"Wang Yan is back, it's been a long time." Lin Dingding greeted Wang Yan with a smile, her eyes like spring water, casting electricity at Wang Yan.

"Hello, comrades." Wang Yan greeted everyone, but actually met eyes with Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, and greeted them with a smile.

Hao Shuwen said: "It's been half a year, just sit at this table and chat with revolutionary comrades."

"Yes, you've been gone for half a year, comrades miss you, and think of you when they have nothing to do." This was Xiao Suizi. As she said, her eyes were full of longing, full of feelings.

Lin Dingding was still smiling like a flower: "Don't worry, we don't have any scandals anymore."

"Okay, then sit here." Wang Yan laughed and followed the trend, sitting next to Hao Shuwen again.

Little Xiao Balei said: "Wang Yan, we have seen the book you wrote. We all knew your articles were well written before, but the People's Liberation Army Literature and Art is one issue a month, and we really didn't read much. You published a book silently, and almost everyone in our regiment has a copy. You wrote it really well."

"Thank you, comrades, for your support."

Zhuoma said: "When we went out to perform, we heard some leaders say that you are going to write books for the 11th Corps and the 14th Corps?"

"Have you all heard? There is such a thing, and I am writing it." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "But this is a big volume, and it won't be finished for a while."

Very strange, Lin Dingding greeted Wang Yan enthusiastically, but after Wang Yan sat down, she didn't have so many words. But no words didn't mean no reaction. Her eyes looking at Wang Yan were more enthusiastic than half a year ago.

Xiao Suizi and Hao Shuwen also spoke less, mainly because other girls asked questions one after another. They occasionally interjected and laughed for a while.

For the questions that female comrades were curious about, Wang Yan basically answered every question, talking about some things he saw in other places, interesting things in the process, etc. After a meal, it was all the giggling of female comrades, happy.

After eating dinner like this, when washing the mess kit, Hao Shuwen said she was going to the utility room and left.

Wang Yan responded with a smile, glanced at Lin Dingding on the side, and left the canteen with Liu Feng.

"There were many people before, it was not convenient to say, how has it been for half a year? Any progress?"

"What progress?"

"Playing dumb at this time? I saw you two whispering something just now?"

Liu Feng said: "Didn't you prescribe medicine for Xiao Ping's father before? Let him reply after three months and explain the physical condition in detail. You calculate it. It's been half a year in a blink of an eye. Xiao Ping's father said that his body has improved a lot, just waiting for you to prescribe medicine. You are performing outside again, and you can't be contacted at all. She is afraid that you will forget, and she is embarrassed, so she asked me to ask.

This is the letter written by her father. Because you are not there, her father writes one letter a month, explaining the physical condition. It's all here, you take a look. Can't delay it, right?"

"Look, isn't this all worried? You say you are so stupid. You put the letter on my bed, and I will see it when I come back? How to rest is told to you."

"I didn't think of it at the time, and it was too late when I thought of it." Liu Feng smiled embarrassedly, reaching out and taking Wang Yan's mess kit, "You take a look."

"The situation of her father is that the body is empty, and the environment there is bad. After drinking a tonic and prescribing a targeted medicine, there has been a great improvement. Three months will have an impact, and it will be fine to adjust for a period of time."

While talking, Wang Yan opened the letter and looked at it. It was still copied separately by He Xiaoping. The physical changes of these months were written, quite comprehensive. It is estimated that He Xiaoping's father studied it when he had nothing to do, and his will to survive was vividly displayed in the letter, and everything was written clearly.

In fact, when eating before, Wang Yan had already discovered He Xiaoping's hesitation, but he pretended not to see it...

Looking at it like this, thinking about it. Seeing a doctor without seeing a person is still quite difficult. It is already dialectical, and without seeing a person, so many physical symptoms are listed, all of which must be considered. Wang Yan is also the first time to see a doctor like this.

Liu Feng naturally didn't dare to disturb, so he followed Wang Yan back to the dormitory. It wasn't until the prescription with the medicine name, dosage, and decoction method reached his hand that he asked: "Is Xiao Ping's father okay?"

"What's the matter, this is your father-in-law?"

"Tsk, talking to you about business."

"Didn't I tell you before, there is no impact." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, "Still three months, this letter delivery takes a month, back and forth is two months, it is estimated that you still can't find me at that time. Go to the Political Commissar, he knows where I am, and you call me then, I say you remember."

"Okay, thank you, Wang Yan."

"Less useless."

Throwing a cigarette to Liu Feng, Wang Yan also lit one himself, and he said: "I say, do you two have any accuracy? Looking at it like this, isn't it quite good? Can you get married this year? Since you have an eye for each other, don't grind and grind, hurry up and report. Otherwise, if the time is long, good things will be dragged into bad things."

Liu Feng said: "You should worry more about yourself."

There were others in the dormitory, and Liu Feng said it carefully. Of course, he thought it was careful, but in fact, everyone could hear it clearly. They are not blind, where can't they see it? It's just that they dare not say it.

Wang Yan laughed and didn't say much.

"I'm leaving, He Xiaoping is still waiting, hurry up and send it to her." Liu Feng said, turned and left.

Pouring some hot water, after smoking a cigarette, Wang Yan went downstairs to the utility room.

In the utility room, Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi had already eaten fruit cans, which he had put over when he went to find the Political Commissar and Old Liao before.

Seeing Wang Yan enter, Hao Shuwen complained: "I say you are really something, you left for half a year, and there is no movement at all."

Xiao Suizi also said: "That's right, at least you should write a letter or something, it's good to have news."

"Just say you miss me if you want." Wang Yan leaned against the door frame, hugging his arms, smiling.

"Get out, shameless."

Only Hao Shuwen, who was red to her neck, habitually retorted. Xiao Suizi didn't speak, but a red glow appeared on her face, looking at Wang Yan with resentment.

"You are stubborn, actually I miss you too."

"Bah, don't talk nonsense."

"It's you who don't think messily, I am the purest revolutionary comrade's longing."

Wang Yan said with a smile, "You say, I write to you, and you can't write back. In this way, you can receive my news and relieve your longing for me, but I can't receive your news and relieve my longing for you. This is definitely not right, right? So, simply there is no news, let's miss each other. Do you think so?"

"You have many crooked reasons." Xiao Suizi stared at Wang Yan, "Then you can bear to watch us wait dryly?"

"Then you can bear to watch me suffer from lovesickness outside?"

"Go to hell, don't have any news when you don't come back, and talk about flowers and play hooligans as soon as you come back, beat you to death, you stinky hooligan." Hao Shuwen interrupted the two ignoring her flirting.

"You put down the can and talk, how heartless. I tell you, just the cans you ate, if they were all sold, the money exchanged would be enough for an ordinary person's wife money."

"Why do you keep talking about wife money." Hao Shuwen rolled her eyes.

"If there is no wife, then just miss it." Without entanglement with "wife", Wang Yan turned to ask, "When are you going to perform?"

Xiao Suizi replied: "The day after tomorrow, it will take five days to come back."

Her words were full of melancholy, because Wang Yan could only rest for about half a month, and they had to go out twice in this half month. After half a year, they only met for three or five days with Wang Yan. If it was not a coincidence next time, they would only meet until the New Year.

She appreciated Wang Yan's ability and talent, but in countless nights of longing, she also complained about Wang Yan's ability and talent. But she had never thought about what Wang Yan attracted her, or maybe she had thought about it, but this was a problem she didn't understand. If she could understand it easily, where would there be so many tossing and turning, where would there be many unspeakable sorrows.

Wang Yan asked: "Eat braised pork tomorrow night?"

After the words fell, he got Hao Shuwen's strong agreement: "Must eat, half a year, just waiting for this bite."

"Good, it turns out you don't miss me, you miss braised pork."

"Who misses braised..." Hao Shuwen reacted, and the complexion that had just calmed down instantly flushed again, stiffening her neck and saying, "Stinky hooligan, not serious again? I'm really scratching you..."

Wang Yan directly changed the subject with one hand: "How are Liu Feng and He Xiaoping?"

"You ask Liu Feng."

"Can he be embarrassed?"

Hao Shuwen nodded solemnly: "That's true, he is not as shameless as you."

Xiao Suizi said: "They are quite close. They are both in the dance team, and they have a duet dance, so they danced together. Everyone doesn't look at He Xiaoping, and she doesn't talk to anyone, so Liu Feng is with He Xiaoping at ordinary times. Eating is even more so. Before, Liu Feng cooked noodles for Lin Dingding, but now they are all given to He Xiaoping.

Little Xiao Balei and the others asked He Xiaoping how she felt about Liu Feng, and she didn't speak. But this is normal, she is not stupid, how can she not know that Little Xiao Balei and the others intend to watch her joke? It's been half a year, just watching them talk together, no one knows what they are saying, anyway, they look very happy, and I haven't seen He Xiaoping smile a few times at ordinary times. They can do it."

Hao Shuwen laughed for no reason.

Wang Yan asked: "What are you laughing at?"

"Just now Suizi talked about Lin Dingding, and I thought of her expression at the time. You don't know, Liu Feng at that time..."

In the utility room, the three of them chatted easily and happily like this.

Before, they must have had a lot to say to Wang Yan, but they didn't have it. Some were suppressed, and some were released in this relaxed and happy way...

The good temperature of Mencius was reflected in the summer. It must be hot, but it was not the sultry heat of the south, the dry heat of the north, making people feel good. Of course, this was a sunny day like today, if it rained, it would not be so beautiful.

Wang Yan wandered around the art troupe with Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, chatting and enjoying the coolness. The evening breeze blew up the corners of their skirts and blew up their hair, and the corners of their mouths raised upward were also like a breeze, which was so pleasant.

When it got dark, this short happiness ended, and they returned to the dormitory reluctantly.

Wang Yan watched them leave with a smile, didn't rush back, but lit a cigarette, stood downstairs in the dormitory and looked up at the stars in the sky, enjoying the rare night sky.

After smoking a cigarette like this, he swayed back to the dormitory building.

"Wang Yan..."

Just as he was about to go upstairs, a greeting came from the side, suppressing his voice. Wang Yan stopped his steps when he heard the sound, tilted his head and looked over, only to see Lin Dingding greeting him at the corner.

Wang Yan went over with a smile: "In the middle of the night, don't go back to the dormitory to wash and sleep, what are you doing here?"

Lin Dingding was wearing a skirt, tied with a ponytail, with her hands behind her back, the back of her hands sticking to her butt, hitting the wall one by one.

"What do you say I'm doing here?"

"Wouldn't be waiting for me, would it?"

"Just waiting for you."

"Something?"

Lin Dingding pouted unhappily, her watery big eyes met Wang Yan's: "Are you playing dumb with me?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "What am I playing dumb about? I really don't know."

..."I think you are quite good, don't say you don't feel it." She lowered her head in a shy manner, still hitting the wall, as if her heart was already in a mess.

"I am the most honest, never tell lies, really don't feel anything. If you say you think I am quite good, then I think you think Wu Ganshi, Doctor Zhang, Liu Feng, Zhu Ke and those people are all quite good."

"Cursing me?"

"How could it be? Am I that kind of person? Isn't this telling the truth?"

"You just think I am a water-loving and flower-loving person, right?"

Wang Yan shook his head with a smile: "How you are is your freedom. Besides, so many male comrades swarm around you, isn't it because you are beautiful? I saw it today, so many female comrades are tanned, only you are the whitest, this is natural beauty."

Lin Dingding laughed: "Wang Yan, you really know how to talk."

"I am telling the truth."

"Then you don't like me like this?"

"Are you giving me work?"

Hearing Wang Yan's counter-question, Lin Dingding was not angry. She smiled coquettishly: "It's not impossible. You are so good, I don't know how many people are eager. You don't know, actually, the last time Liu Feng sent me a can, I did it on purpose. You won't think I have a plan, right? Actually, I also think we are too unfamiliar and want to be close to you."

"I understand." Wang Yan pretended to be a stupid boy, "You want to marry me?"

"Oh~ annoying~" Lin Dingding shyly stretched out her hand and slapped Wang Yan's chest lightly, "Now everyone says free love, isn't it necessary to adapt? You are good, just thinking about marriage? Are you still thinking about entering the bridal chamber? Beautiful you."

"No."

Lin Dingding was still being flirtatious there, but heard Wang Yan's refusal. Just now there was coming and going, talking and laughing, but it was so crisp and direct, it was really not playing cards according to common sense.

After a pause, she asked back: "Why? Is it because of Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi? I know you are close, and I know you don't go to our table to eat, just because of them. Who do you say likes you?"

"Don't know."

"Then who do you like?"

"Don't know."

"What do you know?"

"I don't know anything." Wang Yan said with a bitter smile, "I am indeed close to them, but the feeling is also quite hazy, I don't know what they are thinking, and I don't know what I am thinking."

"You are not thinking about being a landlord and marrying a wife and taking a concubine, are you?"

"You are talking nonsense, I am a revolutionary soldier, I don't have the dirty thoughts you said, don't pollute me."

"What's the matter? There are such people at any time, willing, what's the big deal?"

"Shh..." Wang Yan reached out and covered her mouth, righteously, "What are you talking about? Can this be said randomly? If someone hears it, you will be finished."

Just after speaking, he let go of his hand, "No, why are you sticking out your tongue?"

Wang Yan looked embarrassed, rubbing back and forth on his pants.

Lin Dingding smiled: "How does it feel?"

"Dirty, too unhygienic, and itchy. Do you usually do this with Wu Ganshi and the others?"

When Wang Yan said "dirty," Lin Dingding was already ready to draw a knife, but after hearing the words behind, she maintained her expression. She slapped Wang Yan unhappily: "What are you thinking, am I that casual? Just now it was an accident. You covered my mouth so suddenly, I didn't react. Do you dislike me so much?"

"The reading room has books on public hygiene and personal hygiene. If you have time, go and see and learn."

"What do you think?"

"Don't think."

"You don't really want to be a landlord, do you?"

"Are you going to be my concubine?"

"Bah," Lin Dingding said shyly, "Someone like me must be married with eight sedan chairs."

"Alright, alright, hurry back, it's too dangerous. If something really happens, your family has a foundation, but I can't. When the time comes, there is no place to beg for food. Are you willing to be with a beggar? Don't worry, if you are willing, I will definitely give you good food when the time comes."

"Nonsense, you are so talented, you are a great writer now, and you will definitely have greater achievements in the future. Alright, I know you don't like me, I won't bother you. I'm leaving? I'm really leaving!"

Seeing Wang Yan not speaking, just looking at her with a smile, she hit Wang Yan lightly again angrily, hummed, and turned to leave.

Watching Lin Dingding walk away, looking back three times at every step, Wang Yan shook his head with amusement, put his hands in his pockets, and swayed back to the dormitory...

The next day, Lin Dingding still didn't talk to Wang Yan, but her eyes were always unspeakable, with endless ambiguity, no one knew.

When their eyes met, she always smiled brilliantly, as if she was immersed in this unknown ambiguity, enjoying the process of teasing Wang Yan.

That night, after Wang Yan had another happy braised pork meal with Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, Wang Yan, who was about to return to the dormitory, was stopped by Lin Dingding again.

"I saw it!" she said, her tone a bit heavy.

"Saw what?"

"Saw you and Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi cooking small stoves in the kitchen to eat braised pork." Lin Dingding said affirmatively, "I remember there were two times before, Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi came back very late, you were cooking small stoves in the kitchen, right?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, not denying it.

"And I also saw you go to the utility room over there, I secretly went to see it, it was full of cans, and sugar, etc. Did you give the cans to them?"

Wang Yan still nodded and said: "I gave Liu Feng and the others a can each."

Lin Dingding looked incomprehensible: "What do you think?"

"I don't lack cans. I eat and take them when performing outside, and eat meat cans as an extra meal every day. I can't eat so many when I bring them back. If I sell them when I go out, I can't find a place.

Besides, this is military goods, it's easy to have trouble if it flows out, so I gave it to them. Don't look at me with this look, they didn't take advantage of me, whether it's eating cans or braised pork, they all paid."

"Bah, they are the same as me, they haven't been promoted to cadre yet, and they have a subsidy of 27.5 yuan a month. How much money can they give you?"

Wang Yan smiled without saying a word.

"You know I'm not asking about these."

"I know." Wang Yan nodded and said, "But I told you last night, I don't know either. If everything is clear, why did King You of Zhou play with the princes with beacon fires, why did King Zhou of Shang love Daji, and why did Xiang Yu of Western Chu bid farewell to his concubine? Instead, I want to ask you, what do you think."

"That's what I think." Lin Dingding stepped forward and looked at Wang Yan with her head up.

Wang Yan took a step back, shaking his head: "I really don't know what to do, don't join in the fun."

"What if I have to join?"

"You want to be a concubine?"

"Bah~" Lin Dingding slapped Wang Yan coquettishly.

"So, we'd better keep a safe distance. You know Hao Shuwen has a bad temper, right? Xiao Suizi is actually soft on the outside and hard on the inside. I can be sure that before you scratch me, you have to be beaten hard first."

"Cut, isn't it just having a father who is a Corps Commander..."

Lin Dingding said it didn't matter, but the fear inside could not be covered up.

"Am I good-looking?" she asked.

"Good-looking."

"Not worse than Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, right?"

"Each has its own merits."

"Then why can't you be so good to me?"

"Why bother? Wu Ganshi, Doctor Zhang and the others have good conditions, and many of the Zhu Ke group are cadre children. You say why do you want to embarrass me, an orphan?"

"Actually, I noticed you a long time ago. When you had a scandal with Hao Shuwen before, I said, whoever marries you is half a son-in-law. I didn't feel anything before, but since you showed your talent, wrote songs, told stories, wrote articles, one person can support a performance of thousands of people, and speak for such a long time, making soldiers happy, I feel you are a person worth entrusting for life."

"Can you stop embarrassing me?" Wang Yan pushed away Lin Dingding, who was getting closer and closer, "I really don't know what to do, you are not good like this, really."

"Then what is good?"

Lin Dingding suddenly stepped forward and kissed Wang Yan on the side of his face, "Is this good?"

Wang Yan seemed to be stunned, stunned for a moment, he hurriedly took a step back: "Comrade Lin Dingding, you are really not good like this, you should really go to the reading room to read books about hygiene. Let's pretend that nothing happened today, and keep a distance in the future. It's not early, hurry back, isn't there a performance tomorrow? Get a good rest."

After speaking, he didn't care about Lin Dingding's expression, turned and walked out of the corner, back to the dormitory...

What was Lin Dingding's expression? She was naturally holding the winning ticket. She looked at Wang Yan, who seemed to be fleeing in a panic, and smiled.

Of course, it was indeed so. Her behavior was beyond the era, bold, and exciting. Young people in this era really haven't reached this level. So her bold move was no less than the power of a nuclear bomb, and really few men could hold it. Whoever is at the age of thinking about spring, comes a beautiful woman, and kisses her, no one can handle it, and can't take the move at all.

Who is Wang Yan? He is a serious big hooligan...

It's just that his leisure heart came up, and he planned to play with Lin Dingding, find some fun, and enrich his life. Although Lin Dingding bullied and squeezed out He Xiaoping, framed Liu Feng, and fished for men, who can say that Lin Dingding is not a good girl? She just didn't meet the right person.

The next day, after breakfast, after being busy for a long time, Wang Yan waved at the truck with a smile, seeing off the art troupe comrades who were about to set off for performance.

On the truck, Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi responded with reluctance. Lin Dingding was also responding. She looked at Wang Yan's dodging eyes looking at her and not looking at her, and smiled more and more wantonly. There were only three words in her eyes: "Wait for me"...

After sending away the art troupe, Wang Yan carried his hands and swayed to the empty rehearsal room. In the next few days, this place was his.

He occasionally practiced musical instruments, and when he was tired, he wrote books here. It is obviously not an easy task to finish a corps. Wang Yan recorded a large amount of information, and he didn't even know many things. Of course, the focus was different, and his understanding of these was limited before.

He silently estimated that according to his idea, he had to write clearly about military history, and he had to pull out the outstanding heroic figures in the team to highlight them, and write according to the timeline from the beginning to the present. A book of 1.5 million words or more is a real big volume.

But Wang Yan didn't give up, he was still writing, because he really had nothing to do, and his energy was abundant. If he was engaged in literature and art, he should do it well.

Now he certainly can't be called a great writer, although he has published books, but it is just a collection of a pile of articles. Although he wrote very well, the homogeneity of the content of the articles cannot be ruled out.

But the military history he wants to write is different. It has history, speculation, and literary quality, and it is a long-length masterpiece. This is a work that can determine his status in the literary world in one fell swoop.

The future literary giant is working quietly... ===== CHAPTER 918 =====