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The sea breeze blew the leaves, rustling them. The sun was shining brightly. Zhan Xinyue leaned in Sheng Tunan's arms, yawned, and closed her eyes comfortably.

It’s great that in this life, I’m no longer controlled by the plot and can control my own life.

What she meant was, she was so smart and somewhat cold-blooded, so how could she not see the affair between Li Jian and Liu Ruyan?

And you are so open-hearted to two children who are not related to you by blood?

This is not her style at all. Zhan Xinyue is not the type to work hard and never complain!

"New Moon, the old Taoist priest also said. If we can help the country land on the moon and implement the Tiangongmen Project, we are the creators of this project, and we can successfully reach the real world through the Tiangongmen Project, and we can also randomly go to the three thousand worlds."

Zhan Xinyue felt sleepy and muttered, "Okay, I'm going to go fight the Japanese."

"Yeah." There was a big size difference between Sheng Tunan and Zhan Xinyue. He held his lover and rocked her effortlessly, and waited until she fell asleep completely before quietly carrying her back to the room.

Sheng Tunan didn't take a nap. He took out a harmonica from the corner of the closet, ran to a remote corner, recalled Wan Jiang's melody, and began to practice.

When his wife sings, he also goes on stage to accompany her.

The harmonica has a melodious and lingering sound, which matches Wan Jiang's tune. With the addition of Xu Jinling's erhu, the background music will be richer, which can add icing on the cake to Zhan Xinyue's singing.

After practicing until around three in the afternoon, Zhan Xinyue woke up and searched the house for a long time inside and outside, in front of and behind the house, but didn't find anyone, so she left.

After walking for a while, Zhan Xinyue heard the sound of a harmonica. When she listened carefully, it was still Wan Jiang's melody.

No need to guess, you know it’s Sheng Tunan.

Zhan Xinyue approached stealthily, patted Sheng Tunan on the shoulder, and prepared to scare him.

As soon as he clapped his hands, he was grabbed by a big hand. The man said with a smile, "I knew it when you came over."

Sheng Tunan turned around, looked around, and found no one, so he hugged his lover and kissed him hard. Mm, sweet and soft.

"It sounds so good." Zhan Xinyue said honestly, "My husband is such a treasure. He even plays the harmonica so well. Are you going to accompany me?"

"Yeah. It just so happens that I don't have any missions these days." Sheng Tunan received praise from his wife and smiled in a healing way. His blue eyes narrowed slightly, looking very beautiful.

"Okay." Zhan Xinyue was happy and took Sheng Tunan's hand and went home.

The two of them worked together to memorize the musical score and lyrics of Wan Jiang.

In her previous life, after Zhan Xinyue made money, in order to make up for the regret of not going to school, she hired teachers of various subjects to teach her at home. She learned Chinese, history, English, music, art, as well as mathematics, physics and chemistry. In addition, she also learned French, Korean and German. She was very smart and had a photographic memory. She was very good at almost every subject.

In terms of music, in addition to singing, I can also play piano, cello, flute and guzheng.

The day passed quickly. With Sheng Tunan by her side, Zhan Xinyue was not affected by Dongfang Xiaoqing at noon and happily ate two bowls of rice in the evening.

On the second day, Sheng Tunan went to the army. Zhan Xinyue had just finished breakfast when Xu Jinling came to the door with her erhu and two big panda eyes.

"Xinyue, here I come. I didn't sleep all night yesterday, thinking about what to perform and what song would go well with the erhu? A big river or Nanniwan? I don't think either one is good."

"Aunt Xu, don't worry. I have a song here. It was given to me by an old music professor who was sent to the brigade. I heard him play this song on the erhu. It sounds very nice. You can try it."

Zhan Xinyue handed Xu Jinling the notebook with the lyrics and songs. She didn't want to pursue a career in music, so she just randomly created a character.

In the past few years, many old intellectuals were sent down to the Changhong Brigade, and several of them passed away, but no one investigated.

Xu Jinling took it, read it two or three times in a row, and looked up with joy, "I can't understand the words above, but I know the words. The lyrics are really good."

"Look, the red sun is rising in the east, and its avenue is full of rosy clouds. I am so lucky to be born in your arms and inherit your blood."

"And this, only China can show its edge, and the road is in full bloom..."

"It was so exciting. Even if I didn't sing it, reciting it would still be inspiring. I felt the power."

Xu Jinling's eyes welled up with tears as she read. "Xinyue, this song is so good."

Zhan Xinyue patted Xu Jinling on the shoulder and said softly, "I'll sing for you."

Zhan Xinyue's voice is melodious and crisp, and her breath is very steady. You can't hear her breathing at all, especially the opera part, which is handled very smoothly.

When the song ended, Xu Jinling was already in tears.

"Pa pa pa," applause rang out. Zhan Xinyue suddenly turned around and saw He Yaqin outside the iron gate. She smiled and said, "Xinyue, you sing really well, no worse than the professional vocal teacher in our school. The lyrics and music are also perfect. You have a nice voice, rich emotions, and good skills."

"I think so too." Xu Jinling recovered. She couldn't give a professional review, but she just thought it sounded good.

Zhan Xinyue felt that He Yaqin had no ill intentions, so she opened the iron gate and invited her in.

"Comrade He, are you on vacation today?" Today is Monday, and the art troupe should be rehearsing or practicing.

"I'm here to have fun. Go if you want." He Yaqin said.

"Didn't you say you were going to put on a show yesterday? I came here today to see if I could help."

He Yaqin explained her purpose. She thought that the two military wives who had not received professional training would not be able to put on a show, so she wanted to come and rehearse with them and ask about Zhan Xinyue and Sheng Tunan's situation.

"I didn't expect to hear such a beautiful song as soon as I got here. Xinyue, did you write this song yourself? I've never heard it before."

Zhan Xinyue shook her head and repeated the reasons she had given to Aunt Xu.

"It's really beautiful. Can you contact that old professor? I want him to write a song for me." He Yaqin's eyes sparkled.

Zhan Xinyue: "The old professor has passed away."

"Oh, what a pity." He Yaqin sighed, and then said: "Xinyue, let me dance with you. I brought dance costumes and a big fan. This song is very suitable for fan dance."

Zhan Xinyue did not answer, but turned to look at Xu Jinling, asking with her eyes. This matter was initiated by Aunt Xu, and she should be the one to make the decision.

"Sure, this will make it more fulfilling." Xu Jinling has a cheerful personality and agreed immediately.

"Aunt Xu, my husband also wants to participate. He can play the harmonica as accompaniment." Zhan Xinyue took the opportunity to say.

"That's right, that's right. It will be more lively when we have more people, and there is strength in numbers. Maybe we can really win the first prize." Xu Jinling raised both hands in agreement.

"Captain Sheng also plays the harmonica," He Yaqin took over the conversation after Zhan Xinyue mentioned Sheng Tunan, and made a subtle indirect comment.

"Did he learn it from his parents? What do his parents do for a living? How old is your wife this year? Where is her hometown?"

Zhan Xinyue raised her eyebrows. It was obvious that these words were trying to find out about Sheng Tunan, but He Yaqin didn't seem to have any ideas about him, which meant that she doubted Sheng Tunan's background.

Could it be that He Yaqin is Sheng Tunan’s relative?