Chapter 41

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

After such a laborious life continued for over a month, once the troops gradually got on track, Lv Muzhi found training the soldiers much easier.

However, as the Terrain Instructor, many more students came to ask him questions.

Qiu Qingquan had become a regular visitor to his office and often ran to his troops' station to follow along and learn troop-leading skills.

Through a period of contact, Lv Muzhi could feel that although Qiu Qingquan was arrogant in character, he was not blindly conceited, was good at thinking, and often had some bold ideas.

The check for one thousand silver dollars given by the Principal, Lv Muzhi had already cashed at the bank and remitted five hundred yuan home.

After all, having obtained this body after crossing over, he still had to be responsible for his family.

The letters sent from his hometown, Lv Muzhi had already received; the letters were full of intimate talk about eating well and dressing warmly, and naturally also hinted between the lines that certain neighbors' and relatives' sons had already married, suggesting he should start a family soon.

This letter indeed made Lv Muzhi feel a trace of warmth, as if he had already integrated into this era and become a part of this society.

Thinking of this, Lv Muzhi took out paper and pen from the drawer, preparing to write a reply.

"Muzi, busy?" Chen Geng stood at his own room door, knocked twice, and then came in directly.

"Yo! A rare guest! Haven't seen you in ages!" Lv Muzhi put down his paper and pen, stood up to welcome him.

"What are you saying? We saw each other last week! You led students on a map survey exercise, and I went along as the Company Commander of the conscript company?"

"Oh my, look at my head, I've been too busy lately, but not seeing you for a day feels like three autumns, haha." Lv Muzhi patted Chen Geng's shoulder; because of busy work, Lv Muzhi had indeed grown distant from other classmates and friends recently.

"You can't do that; I have to take you to relax and clear your head!" Chen Geng proposed on the spot.

Lv Muzhi looked suspicious, directly showing a "you know" smile: "Don't tell me you're going to watch the Normal School female students play basketball again?"

Chen Geng was stunned, pointing at Lv Muzhi: "Muzi Ah Muzi, you've fallen! Is that all you think about?"

"Otherwise? I've been nearly worked to death lately."

"When Heaven is about to confer a great responsibility on a person, it must first test his will..."

"Speak human language..." Lv Muzhi saw through Chen Geng at a glance; he probably came to conscript able-bodied men.

Chen Geng rubbed his hands: "Actually there's nothing else, isn't the academy's 'Blood Flower Drama Society' open now? We want to use drama to promote our revolutionary ideas and mobilize more people to join our revolutionary ranks, but you also know, at the beginning of the drama troupe's establishment, lacking scripts, lacking actors, in short, lacking everything..."

"Go go go, go play..." Lv Muzhi waved his hand, I still have class!

"Don't rush to refuse; this Blood Flower Drama Society is supported by the Principal, led by Wu Instructor, with Jiang Xiangyun and Li Zhilong serving as main cadres inside, with students from both parties widely participating;

The Principal, to support the drama society's opening, allocated a sum of funding, and also conscripted a batch of conscripts from the First Phase; you are also in this batch of conscripts, hehe."

"Then what about my courses?"

"Fan Hanjie will substitute for your courses; no more talk, the instructor is already waiting for you, hurry over, the drama performance is in two weeks!"

Lv Muzhi actually knew some news about the opening of this Blood Flower Drama Society.

Just like later generations filming some legal education column dramas to promote legal knowledge to the audience; Whampoa Military Academy publicly performing dramas, guiding students, peasants, workers, etc. to rise up and resist, join the ranks of the Revolutionary Army, and wage war against warlords and imperialism!

They all serve a guiding role, all positive energy!

Since the Political Department and the Principal both named him, he couldn't shirk it.

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A large shed was erected on the empty space beside the playground, serving as the stage for the Blood Flower Drama Society.

Lv Muzhi looked; there really were quite a few people from the First Phase, truly an all-star lineup!

Jiang Xiangyun, Li Zhilong, Chen Geng;

Hu Gongnan, Du Yuming, Sun Yuanlang, Song Xilian, and He Zhonghan.

All conscripted by the Principal; judging by the appearance, the Principal currently still strongly supported Wu Instructor's work.

"Ah~ Is Instructor Lv here?!" Li Zhilong waved and shouted at Lv Muzhi from afar.

"Oh? Not worthy, not worthy." Lv Muzhi quickened his pace and came to the temporary stage of the Blood Flower Drama Society.

Seeing so many students join his drama society, Wu Instructor nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, this way, our Blood Flower Drama Society can be considered initially established; by then we can definitely mobilize more people to join our ranks!"

Next, he began assigning tasks to everyone; under the current circumstances, the Blood Flower Drama Society needed scripts and actors.

The instructor said: "Today I called everyone over; all have been arranged with the Principal in advance. Everyone get acquainted first, assign respective responsibilities; next time we meet will be formal rehearsal."

"Of course, at Instructor Wu's venue, even if the Principal doesn't say so, we must support it!" He Zhonghan clapped and echoed with a smile.

Truly, He Zhonghan's shadow was everywhere; the Political Department Secretary had a position for He Zhonghan, and he could also stick his nose into the Blood Flower Drama Society; he was probably the Principal's eyes and nose, watching everything happening in the school.

Wu Instructor, however, still had a brilliant smile on his face; as long as the work could be done well, divisive factors could be temporarily set aside.

"As for the current division of labor, our drama society has arranged one screenwriter; everyone else is an actor or backstage. This screenwriter, naturally, is Jiang Xiangyun."

Everyone naturally had no objection to this; Jiang Xiangyun's writing skills were excellent; otherwise he couldn't be the Principal's Secretary. The Principal had always wanted to win over Jiang Xiangyun and cultivate him as a political work talent, but Jiang Xiangyun seemed to care about the battlefield.

Lv Muzhi had no objection to Jiang Xiangyun's arrangement; it was just that he wanted to be an actor himself. It wasn't that he was unwilling, but being an actor not only required appearing in public but also spending time rehearsing; in short, it was tiring, and he really couldn't handle it.

Lv Muzhi thus strived to say: "Instructor Wu, the Principal has many matters on his side; having only Jiang Xiangyun as the screenwriter, I think it's still too few. I, Muzhi, am not talented, but I'd like to take on a screenwriting task too."

"That's right; we still need to write several more scripts to keep in reserve. After our Blood Flower Drama Society expands in scale, we'll need several more scripts; otherwise the audience will easily get tired. So we'll arrange two screenwriters: Lv Muzhi and Jiang Xiangyun each create a script. Hurry as much as possible; hand them to me for review in three days."

After receiving the task and returning, Lv Muzhi went straight back to the troops' station and lay in the barracks of his one platoon.

The drama society's script requirement was to reveal the darkness of the old society; the content should be popular and easily evoke the audience's emotional resonance.

Lv Muzhi thought he probably needed to write a tragedy of the old society; only then could the audience transform grief into strength and join the revolutionary ranks.

The soldiers of his one platoon were all poor people—the best source material.

Lv Muzhi interviewed them one by one and discovered that each soldier in his one platoon had different family circumstances: some families were self-sufficient, some had occasionally suffered oppression, but most had toiled their whole lives without a place to stand.

Taking his Squad Leader Zhang Fei as an example: he rented land from the landlord's family, paid tenant rent, and the grain harvested wasn't enough for his family to eat; that's why Zhang Fei became a soldier, and in the end, he had to give up the Cuihua he liked...

Having found inspiration, Lv Muzhi leaned over a small table in the barracks, lit a kerosene lamp, and wrote the three characters "The White-Haired Girl."

Spending three hours, Lv Muzhi directly pieced together the background of Squad Leader Zhang Fei of his platoon, copied the content of the famous later-generation film The White-Haired Girl, and blended it into the script Wu Instructor wanted.

Lv Muzhi gave an impassioned reading of the script's contents to the soldiers of his platoon, and Zhang Fei and the soldiers of the platoon all shed tears after hearing it.

"This landlord Huang Shiren really isn't human, Yang Bailao suffered hard for a lifetime in vain, and in the end still had nothing!"

"Down with Huang Shiren!"

"Down with Huang Shiren!"

The soldiers of the platoon were all filled with righteous indignation and began shouting slogans.

"Quiet! Lv Muzhi, what are you up to, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves one by one, trying to blow up the battalion!" The slogan sounds drew the regiment commander He Yingqin, who was making his night rounds.

"This... Report to the regiment commander, I am conducting ideological education activities for the soldiers of my platoon!"

He Yingqin: "...... Ideological education? What ideological education is so effective, making the soldiers cry their eyes out."

Lv Muzhi handed over the script of The White-Haired Girl.

After reading it, He Yingqin had red-rimmed eyes: "This effect is indeed good~"