Squad leader Liu Kunjie then remembered something important.
He took out a USB drive and solemnly handed it to Wang Yueheng.
"Instructor Xie?" Wang Yueheng was somewhat surprised as he took the USB drive.
"Um."
Liu Kunjie explained, "On the day the military training ended, when Instructor Xie spoke on behalf of all the training instructors, he specifically mentioned you, saying that it was a pity you couldn't return to the team before the end of the training and couldn't take a complete graduation photo with you. He said you brought a lot of different colors and emotions to their military training. This USB drive contains a video that several of the instructors recorded together, which they said was a gift for you."
A warm feeling welled up in Wang Yueheng's heart.
He never expected that those seemingly serious and unsmiling instructors would still remember him and express their feelings in this way.
He thanked the class monitor, took the USB drive, found a corner, and opened the video file on his laptop.
The video footage was somewhat shaky, and the background appeared to be the instructors' temporary dormitory.
Led by instructor Xie Minghui, several familiar faces appeared in front of the camera.
Instructor Xie still had that dark and resolute face, but his eyes held less of the sternness he displayed on the training field and more of a gentle and sentimental look.
He spoke calmly and steadily to the camera:
"Wang Yueheng, first of all, it is a pity that I was unable to lead you through the entire military training mission, but it is an honor to have met you. Congratulations on joining the ranks of the Chinese Navy and becoming a member of our military family! All of us instructors are proud of you!"
He paused for a moment, then continued, "To be honest, of all the students I've trained, you're the most special one. Your arrival brought us so many unexpected surprises and touching moments during this training."
The scene shifts to another instructor, who smiles somewhat sheepishly and says, "Do you remember the song 'West Sea Love Song' you sang? To be honest, that night, listening to it made me feel quite uneasy, and it brought back many memories. Thank you, that song... helped me untangle a knot in my heart that had been there for a long time."
Next, the instructors in the video stood together, looking a little reserved but very serious as they sang "Unity is Strength" in unison. Although they were seriously off-key, their earnestness was both amusing and inexplicably touching.
After the song was finished, one of the young instructors laughed and said, "Wang Yueheng, the song you wrote is now a must-have for singing competitions in our unit! It's much more energetic than the old tunes!"
At the end of the video, the camera cuts back to Instructor Xie Minghui, who looks at the camera as if he's looking through the screen at Wang Yueheng, his tone solemn and sincere:
"Wang Yueheng, although you couldn't stay with your classmates until the end of military training, in our hearts you are already a qualified 'soldier'! We hope that when you get to your new post, you will continue to carry forward the talent and spirit you showed at Tsinghua University and during military training, and make new contributions to the army and the country! We, your older brothers, are waiting for your good news in the army!"
"salute!"
In the video, all the instructors raised their right hands in unison and gave Wang Yueheng a standard military salute!
The image freezes at this moment.
Looking at the familiar and sincere faces on the screen and listening to their simple yet powerful words, Wang Yueheng's eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.
He never imagined that his brief military training would leave such a deep impression on these tough soldiers.
This "gift" from the instructors was far more precious and touching to him than any material reward.
Wang Yueheng took a deep breath to calm his turmoil and carefully put the USB drive away.
The bell rang melodiously for the first class.
The lecture hall gradually quieted down.
The freshmen took out their textbooks and notes, and there were occasional snippets of conversation.
At that moment, the classroom door was gently pushed open, and a woman with a gentle demeanor, dressed in an elegant beige knit sweater, walked in.
—It was Tong Hua, the advisor in the Department of Literature.
She casually placed her canvas bag on the podium and her gaze swept naturally across the classroom.
When she saw Wang Yueheng sitting by the window, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
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