"Hey Lao Zhang, what brings you to video call all of a sudden?"

Xu Chenfeng, who was filming military training scenes on the playground, saw a video call invitation from his comrade Zhang Hongtao and immediately answered it, shouting into the screen.

Xu Chenfeng also knew about his comrade's fiancée's death in a car accident while saving students, and had even invited her to work together when they started their business earlier.

He tried to use entrepreneurship to distract himself from the psychological trauma of his comrade losing his lover.

However, Zhang Hongtao politely declined, choosing instead a more stable job.

He did this solely so that he could earn a stable salary and provide a comfortable retirement for his fiancée's parents.

“Brother Xu, we’re having a get-together, and they saw the singing video you posted in the group chat.”

"Everyone really wants to see a celebrity sing, so we wanted to ask if you're available now to take some pictures of the scene over there."

"If you're in a hurry to get back and it's inconvenient for you, then forget it and we can talk about it next time."

Zhang Hongtao held up his phone, scanned the area around the dining table, and explained to the other party with a smile.

"Hello, old squad leader!"

"Hello, Brother Xu! I've heard so much about you!"

"We just want to see what that 19-year-old star looks like. Thank you, Mr. Xu!"

When the video call connected, several friends waved and greeted Xu Chenfeng warmly on the other end.

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"No problem, I've finished all my work here. If you want to see more, I can take closer pictures for you."

"But outsiders aren't allowed on the training ground during military training, so this is the most I can stand here!"

Upon learning that his comrade-in-arms Zhang Hongtao and his friends wanted to meet Wang Yueheng in person, Xu Chenfeng readily agreed.

He then turned the video camera around, held up his phone, and walked a little further to the edge of the playground.

We will strive to capture the scene of Wang Yueheng's class as clearly as possible.

"It seems they've finished singing now, those two songs I just sent you."

"I don't know if there will be any more performances."

"If I had known you wanted to see it, I would have just given it to you live."

Xu Chenfeng remarked with some regret after noticing that Wang Yueheng's platoon from the 7th Company had finished their performance.

He was afraid that Wang Yueheng would not continue to appear in public and perform, which would disappoint his comrade-in-arms.

At this moment, the area around the playground was already filled with students who had not gone to class.

After learning that Wang Yueheng was leading a singing competition, more and more students began to flock to the playground.

Most of them are upperclassmen in their second or third year.

Some senior students who were doing off-campus internships also came to the scene after hearing the news, hoping to catch a glimpse of the singer's appearance during freshman military training.

In the crowd.

Also present were Zhang Qin, the president of the literature club, who rushed over after receiving the news, and Chen Guoguo, her roommate and best friend, who was the vice president of the music club.

"Oh dear, we seem to be late. Their class has already finished singing!"

Chen Guoguo, who was standing outside the playground, watched as other classes began to sing "Unity is Strength" one after another, and said with a regretful tone.

She also wanted to record the scene of Wang Yueheng teaching the whole class to sing songs tonight.

I didn't expect it to end so quickly.

"I have a feeling he'll sing again in a little while."

"So many people have come all this way to see him, we can't let them leave disappointed!"

Recalling Wang Yueheng's previous "approachable" style, Zhang Qin, the president of the literary society, dressed in a flowing Hanfu and exuding elegance, said confidently.

"I hope so. I brought a power bank with me specifically for him, just in case it runs out of power halfway through filming."

Upon hearing this, Chen Guoguo's anticipation rekindled, and she looked towards the playground.

Soon, as the singing competitions between classes progressed, one song after another came to an end.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly lively and enthusiastic.

...

"First place goes to the first platoon of the seventh company, I think no one will object?"

"There's nothing we can do about it, that's just why Wang Yueheng is in this class..."

Ultimately, the decision was made by a collective vote of the instructors.

The title of first place in tonight's singing competition was awarded to the first squad of the seventh company, led by Xie Minghui.

The main reason, of course, is that this class was the first to sing two new songs, "Unity is Strength" and "Sailor," in the singing competition.

Even if their voices and energy couldn't match those of some other classes, the sheer power of these two original songs was enough to crush all the other military training companies.

After the evaluation, the instructors also presented a specially prepared singing competition certificate to the first platoon of the seventh company.

"Yay!"

"We really won first place in the singing competition!"

"Thank you, Wang Yueheng, from the Literature and Art Committee!"

"Seventh Company, First Platoon, invincible!"

As temporary squad leader Liu Kunjie received his certificate of merit, all the students in the first squad of the seventh company waved their arms and shouted excitedly.

Even Xie Minghui, the usually stern and aloof instructor, showed a rare smile under the lights of the training ground.

With Wang Yueheng leading the team, this game was incredibly enjoyable and they had a great time.

This made him, an extremely ordinary soldier, appear exceptionally prestigious in front of his other comrades.

I wish there were two more singing competitions like this.

At the same time, Xie Minghui finally understood why his teammates who enjoyed playing e-sports games were so excited when they were carried by skilled players.

It feels so good to win without even trying!

Unfortunately, too few people have heard these two songs.

Xie Minghui is now more eager than anyone else for the video of him singing during military training to appear online as soon as possible.

It would be even better if his ex-girlfriend, who dumped him back then, could see this.

Let her know that she has now become a military training instructor for top singers and stars, and has long since moved on from her past heartbreak!

"Next is your free time to present your work."

"Any special talent you have can be demonstrated in front of your classmates."

"Is there anyone who would volunteer to be the first to step forward?"

After the singing competition ended.

The military training sessions gradually evolved from singing rehearsals to talent shows by the new members of each class.

Each instructor began to shout encouragement to the students sitting on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, students from each class began to step into the crowd and perform their talents.

A girl who is good at dancing took off her camouflage jacket and tied it around her waist, wearing a tight T-shirt to perform a hot street dance for her students.

There were also students with outstanding voices who sang popular songs live.

Some students who had mastered the traditional skills even performed face-changing acts on the spot...

Whenever a wonderful performance takes place, cheers and shouts can be heard from the playground and the surrounding area.

These outstanding freshmen were also labeled by the upperclassmen outside the venue as having "the right to choose a spouse for the four years of university".

While the upperclassmen were eyeing the freshmen who stood out for their looks and temperament...

Many single female students are also keenly searching for sunny, attractive men who match their tastes.

They were trying to select their ideal targets from among these outstanding new students.

Of course, it's the one that attracts the most attention from upperclassmen.

Wang Yueheng was still sitting on the playground.

Countless mobile phone cameras around the playground were pointed in his direction.

Everyone seemed to be quietly waiting for the surprise performance that might follow.

...

"Wang Yueheng, everyone has finished performing. As the arts and culture representative, would you like to show off one more skill for everyone?"

After the performances of the other students in the class who had enthusiastically signed up to perform came to an end.

Instructor Xie Minghui also noticed the gazes or cell phone cameras aimed at them from outside the playground, and asked Wang Yueheng with a smile.