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He Yaqin is from Beijing. Her grandfather was the commander of the Capital Military Region, and her father and mother are both university professors.

He Yaqin is the only daughter in the family. She grew up in pampering and has a bit of a spoiled temper. She came all the way from Beijing to the island because she had a conflict with her boyfriend. Through her grandfather's relationship, she came here to hide for a month out of spite before going back.

He Yaqin planned to go back after the Dragon Boat Festival. There was neither a piano nor a violin on the island, so what could she perform with?

Take her throat which is already inflamed due to the unfamiliar climate? !

Yan Moli said that she sang like a nightingale, which was obviously a mockery of her.

He Yaqin frowned, pulled Yan Moli's claws away with disdain, and said in Beijing dialect: "Yan Moli, when did you become my spokesperson? Who told you to say that? I'm here to vacation, not to perform. I won't participate."

After saying that, Miss He snorted, "I think you are inferior to others, afraid that you can't compare with others, so you use me as a gun. Let me tell you, I, He Yaqin, don't buy it. Also, I came out for a walk by myself, but you insisted on following me, and even talked a lot of nonsense. If you don't know, you would think that our relationship is very good. I don't have a friend like you who is not presentable."

Yan Moli didn't expect that her flattery would backfire. She knew He Yaqin's background and knew that she was someone she couldn't afford to offend. She was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, but she didn't dare to say a word.

"Hey," He Yali refused to let her go and continued, "I've insulted you so much, why don't you leave? Oh my god, your face is thicker than the Badaling Great Wall."

When He Yaqin was a child, she often followed her grandfather around. The old man had a hot temper, and the little granddaughter learned most of his traits from him. In addition, she had never suffered any grievances since she was a child. Now, if she doesn't like someone, she will act like a firecracker and start to act without caring whether the other person can save face or not.

This time she went out because her boyfriend said that zongzi should be made with plain water, without putting anything in it, and then eaten with sugar when cooked. However, He Yaqin thought that zongzi would taste better if red beans were added to it.

The two young people were arguing over rice dumplings. He Yaqin's boyfriend was about the same age as her. He was excellent in all aspects and was usually very nice to her. The only thing they were arguing about was the taste of the rice dumplings.

The last time we had a quarrel was over whether crisp peaches or soft peaches were more delicious.

He Yaqin was thinking about something that was bothering her. She glared at Yan Moli, who kept her head down and said nothing. "Why don't you go away? You've polluted the air here."

Yan Moli felt like crying but had no tears, and ran away with a red face.

He Yaqin hated people who flattered her. As soon as Yan Moli left, she felt happy. She smiled and said, "You are all military wives, right? I think as long as you are interested, you can participate in the performance. I wish you a good ranking in advance. Good luck."

"Thank you." Xu Jinling smiled happily. She loves playing the erhu and now that she has a chance to perform, she really wants to go.

Zhan Xinyue also smiled and nodded.

"You are so beautiful, even prettier than me." He Yaqin suddenly approached, "What kind of skin care products do you use? How come you don't have any pores?"

Zhan Xinyue was a little drunk, but not tipsy, but her reactions were slower than usual. When He Yaqin came closer to her, she didn't hide, but stared at him as she curiously counted her eyelashes.

"Comrade He, my wife just drank some wine and is feeling a little unwell. Let's go home first." Sheng Tunan put his arm around Zhan Xinyue's shoulders, pulled her into his arms, and distanced himself from He Yaqin.

He Yaqin looked at Sheng Tunan, and for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. After a second of stunned silence, she smiled and waved her hand: "Okay, you go back and have a good rest."

"Yeah," Sheng Tunan nodded, and took Zhan Xinyue home.

"Aunt Xu, I want to perform with you. I'll sing and you play the erhu. I'll talk to you in detail tomorrow." Alcohol stimulates people's nerves and makes people excited. Zhan Xinyue suddenly wanted to sing and immediately accepted Xu Jinling's invitation.

"Okay, Xinyue, we have a deal. I will come to see you after breakfast tomorrow." Xu Jinling responded loudly.

"Her name is Xinyue, what a nice name." He Yaqin hadn't left yet, and asked with a smile: "Aunt Xu, who is Xinyue's lover?"

"He is the youngest regiment commander in our military region, his name is Sheng Tunan." Xu Jinling did not hide it when she saw that He Yaqin was a comrade in the art troupe.

"Oh." He Yaqin nodded and walked away, muttering as she walked, "Peifeng, Tunan, Fuyao, Zhixian, Zhiyan, they look alike, so alike, I have to send a telegram to Zhiyan."

Miss He raised her chin and said arrogantly, "This matter is too important, I will just talk to you first, hum."

Sheng Tu Nanhai didn't know that he had three younger brothers and a younger sister. He helped Zhan Xinyue into the yard, asked her to sit down, and fetched some cool well water to wipe his wife's face.

Zhan Xinyue was fully awake after washing her face. Thinking of what she had promised Xu Jinling, she suddenly began to sing: "When writing about the sky, I only write about the long sun and moon. When painting the earth, I only paint a corner of the mountain and the river without any harm."

"Tunan, can I sing Wan Jiang?" Zhan Xinyue asked. In the 70s, many songs of later generations could not be sung because they would be considered decadent music.

Only Wan Jiang has a melodious tune that is yet soul-stirring. More importantly, the lyrics are very shocking, making it the most suitable song to be sung in the army.

"No." Without waiting for Sheng Tunan to answer, Zhan Xinyue denied it herself.

"This is Mr. Li Yugang's song. I can't plagiarize it."

Sheng Tunan wiped Zhan Xinyue's hands and said, "It's okay, just keep singing. There is no Li Yugang in this world."

Zhan Xinyue didn't understand, "But I clearly heard it in my previous life."

"To be precise, the Li Yugang and Wan Jiang in this world are just background figures. Xinyue, I have something to tell you. Don't be afraid."

Sheng Tunan moved a chair and sat next to Zhan Xinyue, ready to tell her everything he had done to achieve rebirth.