"One more song!"

"Keep it up, you guys are the best!"

"So cool!"...

Around the playground, the upperclassmen who were listening to the song under their umbrellas shouted encouragement through the rain after the class sang the new song again.

If it weren't for these instructors and school leaders inspecting from the stands...

I'm afraid these upperclassmen will rush onto the playground and surround the freshman singer, showering him with their enthusiasm and cheers.

"Boom!"

In the gloomy sky, bursts of thunder rumbled once more.

Half an hour passed, and the rain not only did not decrease, but even seemed to be getting heavier.

As the cold wind howled, the previous stuffy heat in the air was swept away, replaced by a slight chill of early autumn.

Many students were only wearing a thin layer of military training camouflage uniform.

Therefore, under the torrential rain and the blowing of cool winds, a chill began to seep into my collar.

Many slender girls began to tremble slightly.

The boys who had originally rolled up their sleeves clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, trying to stand up straight in the raging wind and rain.

"Reporting, Instructor! The new song lesson is complete!"

After singing the song again to make sure all the students present could sing it,

Wang Yueheng turned to Xie Minghui, the instructor beside him who was completely speechless, and reported.

His expression was calm, and his words were unperturbed, as if he had accomplished a trivial task.

At this point, only half of the one-hour singing practice time requested from the instructor had passed.

"Sing one more song!"

"Go, 7th Company, 1st Platoon!"

"Wang Yueheng, sing one!"...

At this moment, the shouts of students watching the commotion around the playground came again.

"Instructor Xie, one more song, please!"

"One song isn't enough, we haven't had enough yet!"

"If you won't let us sing, our class will start singing anyway!"

Even some of the instructors who were watching the commotion started shouting and jeering at Xie Minghui.

"Stop talking nonsense. You guys are in charge of training. You don't need to worry about our class's affairs."

After giving a cold retort to the other instructors, Instructor Xie Minghui felt a strange sense of pride.

"You sang well. There's still half an hour left. Can you teach me more?"

Then, Xie Minghui turned around again and stared at Wang Yueheng, asking a question.

His tone was noticeably less cold and distant than before.

"Yes, instructor!"

"But it will cost extra!"

Wang Yueheng stood tall and straight in the rain as he answered.

"What? More money?"

Instructor Xie Minghui was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Wang Yueheng meant.

"Teach one more song, take three more days off, and use that time for another off-campus activity!"

Wang Yueheng stared into the eyes of the instructor in front of him and said.

It's clear that after listening to his new song, and with encouragement and cheers from other instructors and students, he felt great.

Instructor Xie Minghui also began to get agitated.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Yueheng decided to apply for the vacation time he had taken to participate in the recording of "Back to Field".

It's just a song suitable for a group to sing; I have way too many songs like that.

Moreover, I urgently need popularity and new fans right now, so I won't hesitate to sing a few more songs.