Film and Television Overview: Starting from the Same Window

Xiao Haiyang then nudged Zhou Shengchen's arm, his voice hesitant: "Zhou Shengchen, have you heard of 'Night at the Military Port'?"

"No." Zhou Shengchen shook his head.

"Then why are you making a fuss?" Xiao Haiyang covered his face and smiled bitterly. "Night at the Military Port is a female song. I was just joking because I was unhappy with Zhang Chi's attitude."

"It's okay, it's all the same," Zhou Shengchen patted Xiao Haiyang's arm to comfort him. "Besides, this song isn't guaranteed to be selected, so what are you afraid of?"

Xiao Haiyang sighed, "I hope so! Otherwise, I won't be able to face anyone this year."

"Since you have no objections, I'll submit the nomination for Naval Port Night. Just don't blame me if it gets selected."

Seeing that no one seemed to have any objections, Zhang Chi lowered his head and wrote down the names of the songs to be submitted in the registration book. After practicing for a while, he dismissed the group.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After returning to the dormitory after military training, Zhou Shengchen was amazed to see that Xiao Haiyang and Lu Qiaochuan, who seemed to have been drained by demons, finished washing up in just three minutes.

He quickly grabbed his toiletries and went to wash up.

When he returned, he found that the dormitory lights were already off, and Lu Qiaochuan and the others were already asleep in bed.

"Are you so tired?"

Shaking his head, Zhou Shengchen put the washbasin away, climbed into bed, and instantly fell asleep.

He had just fallen asleep when the dormitory lights were turned on, and then Yu Hao's voice rang out in the otherwise quiet dormitory.

"I need to use the toilet, but it's really dark and scary. Can you come with me to the toilet?"

"Let's do it another day, I'm too tired today."

Xiao Haiyang replied listlessly.

"I need to go to the toilet."

When Zhou Shengchen heard Yu Hao repeating himself again, he couldn't help but sigh deeply. How did he end up with such a roommate? It's really going to be the death of him.

Getting out of bed, Zhou Shengchen pointed at Yu Hao and said, "Let's go together. But when we get back, you have to sleep quietly."

"Okay!" Yu Hao readily agreed.

Zhou Shengchen understood Yu Hao and knew that since he had agreed, he could definitely do it.

So, they pulled up Xiao Haiyang and Lu Qiaochuan, who were already exhausted.

With three people accompanying him, Yu Hao still wasn't satisfied, so he set his sights on Bi Shisan: "Shisan, I need to go to the toilet."

"Once upon a time, there was a shepherd boy who was too scared to go to the toilet by himself, so he shouted 'Wolf!' to the villagers, but they found there was no wolf..."

Bi Shisan struggled to open his eyes, then weakly got out of bed and followed the others.

When they arrived at the men's restroom, the group lined up and relieved themselves together.

When Zhou Shengchen finished, he found that Lu Qiaochuan, Xiao Haiyang, and Bi Shisan were standing there with their eyes closed, swaying back and forth, clearly asleep as if they had been standing.

"What a talent!" Zhou Shengchen exclaimed.

Yu Hao suddenly became very emotional and said, "Before, no one ever fought for me. They called me a sissy, so I would rush up and scratch them myself. Then they would bully me, and no one would help me, because the person who did would be ridiculed. Today is the first time someone has stood up for me. I know it's inappropriate to say these things in the men's restroom, but thank you..."

"Have you finished peeing?"

Seeing that he was going on and on, Zhou Shengchen suddenly interrupted him.

What the hell is that time? I'm fine with accompanying you to the toilet, but you have to bombard me with extremely sentimental language. Do you have any humanity left?

Yu Hao was taken aback, then quickly nodded.

"Then what's the point of talking? Go back to sleep!"

Zhou Shengchen woke up the three geniuses who were sleeping in the toilet, and they went back to the dormitory together, where he fell asleep immediately.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The next day, which was the second day of military training.

Perhaps Xiao Haiyang and Zhang Chi were just incompatible according to their birth charts, because not long after, Xiao Haiyang was punished by Zhang Chi to go for a run.

The others, however, remained quite calm.

Even Pan Zhen didn't cause any more trouble. Zhou Shengchen guessed that he was probably too tired from yesterday to go looking for trouble.

That evening, on the military training field, Zhang Chi, facing everyone, changed his previous cold demeanor and instead said somewhat hesitantly, "The song for the twentieth day's party has been decided; our class will sing 'Night at the Military Port.'"

Chapter Thirty-Three: Sneaking into the Girls' Dormitory

Xiao Haiyang, who had suggested singing "Night at the Military Port," widened his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "Zhang Chi did this on purpose, didn't he? How could he actually sign up for this song?"

Heaven help me, Xiao Haiyang only jokingly suggested a female song, but unexpectedly Zhang Chi actually submitted it and was selected.

The thought of actually singing "Night at the Military Port" at the party made Xiao Haiyang feel like he would be ridiculed for the rest of the semester.

"Report."

"speak!"

Pan Zhenlang said loudly, "I haven't heard this song before, can I play it?"

Zhang Chi nodded slightly: "I'm done downloading. The playground is too chaotic, so everyone can come and listen." As he spoke, he took out his phone.

The students in the class quickly gathered around the instructor, listening to the songs playing on his phone.

The night at the naval port was quiet.

The waves gently rocked the warship.

The young sailor rested his head on the waves

A sweet smile appeared on her face in her sleep.

Sea breeze, you blow so gently...

As soon as the beginning was heard, the students erupted in an uproar.

"Sung by a girl!"

How do you sing this?

"Isn't this sung by a girl?"

"Can we sing this?"

Last night, I didn't hear clearly that Xiao Haiyang said it was a female song, and now I feel like crying but have no tears.

This military song is nice, but it's a girl's song. If we sing it on the day of the assembly, the students from other classes will laugh us to death!

"You want a bunch of grown men to sing this?" Pan Zhen looked at Zhang Chi with dissatisfaction.

Zhang Chi suddenly turned his gaze to him, staring intently at him with a pair of piercing eyes: "Squat at attention for twenty minutes."

Pan Zhen, with a resentful expression, was about to squat down when Zhang Chi suddenly sighed, "Fine, ten minutes it is!"

Zhang Chi clearly knew that making these boys sing girls' songs at the party was indeed a bit difficult for them, and he was also embarrassed to punish Pan Zhen too harshly.

"Instructor, we can't sing this."

"Yes, instructor, let's change it to another one!"

"I just can't sing this song anymore, instructor, please give us another one!"

"Yes! Instructor, please have a change of song for us!"

The students of Class 4, 2nd Company pleaded.

Singing female songs at a party, in front of everyone, was something these shy young people simply couldn't bring themselves to do.

Seeing everyone's strong reaction, Zhang Chi told everyone to go back to their seats and then explained, "Our song list was submitted relatively late, and the other classes have already selected their more masculine songs."

"The only difference in our class's list is 'Night at the Military Port,' which was chosen by Xiao Haiyang."

At this point, he specifically looked at Xiao Haiyang, directly shifting the blame onto him.

As expected, everyone turned and looked at Xiao Haiyang with angry eyes.

Xiao Haiyang, who was used to being arrogant, was about to glare back, but when he thought that he was the one who suggested the song, he felt a little embarrassed and lowered his head in silence.

Having successfully shifted the focus of the conflict, Zhang Chi nodded in satisfaction and continued, "So everyone can only sing this song. We'll practice on the playground for sixteen days, have a dress rehearsal in the last two or three days, and then sing this song as the final song..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Three more days passed in a flash, and Zhou Shengchen's military training was going quite well, especially compared to others.

When training got really boring, he would pretend to faint and go to the infirmary to rest. Occasionally, he would run into Li Shuci and Huangfu Shumin, who had fainted due to low blood sugar, there.

After a day of careful consideration, Zhou Shengchen decided to take action against Huangfu Shumin.

There's no other reason than that Huangfu Shumin is too beautiful. If Zhou Shengchen doesn't win her over, he feels he'll be missing out big time.

Having made the decision, Zhou Shengchen naturally had to put it into action.

"I don't know how much I like you, I just feel, I just feel..."

After writing a love letter and preparing some things she needed most, Zhou Shengchen disguised himself slightly and sneaked into the girls' military training dormitory after the evening military training ended.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The female dormitory of the journalism department.

Xia Langlang, Fan Xiaoyu, and the others had already finished showering and returned, but Yang Jiaqian was slower and hadn't returned yet.

They were chatting when suddenly Yang Jiaqian came in, panting, carrying a blue plastic basin full of food.

"This world is truly insane."

Yang Jiaqian slumped in her chair, panting heavily as she said, "In the time it took me to wash my face, I received five love letters, six bottles of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce, and ten sausages."

Upon hearing her words, the other girls in the dormitory erupted in a chorus of frog croaks.

“Isn’t this good?”

Xia Langlang walked over, his eyes shining as he stared at the sausages in the plastic basin, and exclaimed, "A blessing for all mankind!"

"But!" Yang Jia suddenly changed the subject, took out all the love letters and handed them to Fan Xiaoyu, "These are all for Fan Xiaoyu."

"what?"

The other girls were a little surprised that it was all the same person. That didn't make sense, since they were all pretty. Why didn't anyone send them love letters?