"My God, they're even using the word 'artist' now?"
"Our instructor's attitude is completely different now!"
"Nonsense! If you stand up and sing two songs that Tsinghua University can use, the whole school will respect you!"
"It's a pity I only learned two songs. I wish I could learn one every day."
"You're dreaming. Wang Yueheng earns at least several million for a single performance. Why would he teach you for free? Be content with learning just a couple of songs!"
Seeing that the stern-faced instructor had changed his expression from the beginning of military training to praising Wang Yueheng without reservation.
The surrounding students erupted in another uproar.
Zheng Ruirui, the deputy squad leader who was initially worried that Wang Yueheng would clash with the instructor, gradually relaxed.
She didn't want to see her idol singer and the cold-faced drill instructor fall out and have a conflict on the first day of military training.
"I dare not call myself an artist."
"My idea is very simple: to let everyone hear a song they like."
"If it can bring people a little more inspiration and motivation, that would be the best."
Faced with the instructor's heartfelt praise, Wang Yueheng smiled calmly and said...
"Great, that's promising!"
"I will continue to follow you and recommend your work to my comrades."
A smile finally appeared on Xie Minghui's cold and stern face.
The instructor then looked at the other students again and shouted, "Break time is over, everyone assemble!"
"Splash!"
Upon hearing this, the other students quickly lined up again, fearing that if they were even a step too late, they would be punished even more severely by this cold-faced instructor.
at the same time.
In Wang Yueheng's view, the soldier's fan value level instantly went from zero to S1 level.
Following this trend...
Once the military training is over, these instructors should also become his loyal and die-hard fans.
Then, with their spontaneous help to spread the word within the military, future system tasks will be completed even faster.
As Wang Yueheng's gaze swept across the surroundings.
It was also discovered that the military training instructors of other classes had also gradually developed their own fan level tags.
The instructor with the highest fan level even surpassed S3 level.
Fans of that caliber, if the other party is their own instructor.
Wang Yueheng believed that as long as he asked for leave, the other party would definitely agree unconditionally.
It seems I need to strike while the iron is hot for the foreseeable future.
Find an opportunity to completely win over these potential military fans!
...
The sun sets in the west.
The afternoon of military training ended quickly.
"After dinner, everyone remember to assemble on the playground at 7:00 sharp!"
"Make sure you eat a good dinner, so you don't embarrass me by not having the energy to sing!"
"Did you understand?"
Before the formation was dismissed, instructor Xie Minghui called out to all the students.
"clear!"
The students, who had just learned two new songs under Wang Yueheng's tutelage, responded loudly.
Many people are already eager to get started.
I can't wait to show off my singing skills in tonight's singing competition and belt out two more inspiring songs.
"Ugh, I need to get back to my dorm and change! I'm freezing!"
"I need to take a shower first, this sticky feeling is really uncomfortable."
"Is anyone going to the restaurant for lunch?"...
As the military training ended and the students in Class 1 of the Literature Department were dismissed, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
While complaining and grumbling, they all took off their long-sleeved camouflage uniforms, which were already soaked through.
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