They walked all the way to the center of the venue, where there was a large circular stage in the middle. It was usually where Feng Ze gave speeches, but now it became the place where they performed.

At this moment, a soldier was singing on the stage. The song was "Mithril Spring," the most popular in the Alliance. Just the prelude sounded soothing and gentle, but when the soldier began to speak, Liu Qingqing and everyone else's expressions were indescribable.

Hmm...how to describe it?

Because the original song was sung by a girl, the soldier on the stage sang it with a pinched throat in order to stick to the original song as much as possible. But the problem was that his original voice was actually a broken gong, and it was deliberately clamped up, which made it feel creepy to listen to.

Liu Qingqing's face was heavy, and the other soldiers were also in mourning. In any case, except for the singer, no one else was at ease. At this moment, Liu Qingqing only had a very famous saying lingering in her mind:

Others sing for money, but you sing for your life! 【Note】

Fortunately, the whole piece was only more than three minutes long, and after he finished his performance, no one else said anything discouraging. After all, the fact that he had the courage to stand on the stage was very encouraging.

It’s just that the effect is a bit hard to describe…

However, when everyone saw him eager to try and sing another song, they couldn't help but persuade him kindly:

“…, you should always give others a chance to show themselves!”

"You sang very well, but let's bring on the next performer!"

"Me, me, me, I want to go up and perform too!!"

"Brother, come down quickly, the marshal is still here, be serious!"

That person was obviously Feng Ze's little fanboy. When he heard that the Marshal was just below the stage, he became very shy. However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

Unexpectedly, he actually said:

"Since...since the Marshal is down there, I have a song I want to give to him. I hope you like it."

Oh my god, is it so desperate?

Feng Ze had been tense since he first opened his mouth. Now, when he heard that he was going to continue singing, and the song was dedicated to him, Feng Ze just felt:

Ah, I am so lucky to have you! 【Note】

He smiled stiffly and nodded, motioning him to continue. After all, this spirit is worth encouraging, and we should give him more trust!

Well, that's it!

Seeing this, the soldiers on the stage excitedly started to sing the military songs in their barracks. When the accompaniment began, everyone was nervous, fearing that he would do something jaw-dropping again.

What was unexpected was that his singing of this song was unexpectedly beautiful. The whole song was magnificent and passionate. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and later even the people in the audience couldn't help but sing along with him.

Feng Ze didn't say anything. He just hummed a song softly beside him. While humming, he turned his head to look at Liu Qingqing beside him. There was a smile in his eyes and light in them.

They stayed up very late last night before returning home. Liu Qingqing was sent back to the infirmary by Du Chan. Feng Ze watched Liu Qingqing's back as she walked away before turning around and returning to his tent.

However, as soon as he got back, he directly used his computer to call Feng Hemian who was far away in the Imperial Capital Star. He must learn from his father how to pursue girls!

Feng Hemian was a little surprised when he received the call, because basically as long as he didn't call his eldest son Feng Ze, he would never call him.

Ask, the helplessness of having a workaholic son!

Feng Hemian only realized it was a video call when he answered the phone. He was even more surprised. Could it be that his son had come to him to ask for help because he had encountered some unsolvable problem?

This is not something Feng Hemian is overthinking. After all, he has been a marshal of the alliance before. If there are really any problems, he can still provide a lot of constructive suggestions!

Feng Hemian answered a call, and the person on the other end asked directly:

"Father, I'd like to ask what methods you used to pursue mother back then?"

Feng Hemian's eyes widened. He could hardly believe that this was his eldest son. So Feng Hemian took a closer look at the name on the computer and found that it was indeed Feng Ze.

However, he still asked cautiously:

"Are you really Feng Ze?"

Feng Ze on the opposite side was speechless:

"Who else could it be if not me?"

"Tell me: How many moles does your sister have on her face?"

"No!"

"What is your mother's favorite flower?"

"Moonflower!"

"How many girlfriends has your brother had?"

"Seven with titles!"

"Great, I finally caught him! I said the numbers didn't add up, but he actually lied to me and told me he'd only had two girlfriends!"

“Cough cough cough!”

Feng Ze felt a little guilty. I'm sorry, brother. I accidentally exposed your past. You won't be angry with me, right?

But even so, Feng Ze still decided to bring back some local specialties as compensation to Feng Luyuan when he returned.

"Okay, just tell me what's going on!"

Feng Hemian held a book in his hand and did not look at his son's face in the video. This son was already enough of a headache for him, and he didn't want to see him at the moment. He felt annoyed at the sight of him.

"Father, I think..."

Feng Ze hesitated. He had just finally mustered up the courage to ask but was interrupted and now he didn't know what to say.

Feng Hemian became impatient and glared at him:

"You are my son, Feng Hemian, after all. Why are you hesitating like that? Tell me now, or I'll hang up! I still have to make vegetable and mushroom soup for your mother!"

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