Vanguards of the War of Resistance! Let's travel back in time together, classmates!

040 One should strive to achieve something in life.

"How can we defend our homeland? By the mercy of the invaders, by aid from within the Great Wall, or by the help of others...?"

Several months have passed since September 18th. What have we been waiting for?

Was it a counterattack by the Northeast Army, or a rescue by the Central Army? Neither!

Some have run away, some have fled; who can we rely on?

Nobody can do it, we can't count on anyone!

Here, on this land, if we want to protect our loved ones and defend our homes, we can only rely on ourselves...

With the steel guns in our hands...

Make the invaders fear us...

Make the enemy fear us...

Let them know we're not easy to bully...

"Wow...good...Instructor Shangguan is right..." The crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Shangguan Yun continued, "We, the sons and daughters of China, whether we pursue literature or martial arts, what use are these skills? In this time of national crisis, some have lofty ambitions, some rise up to resist, some betray their country for personal gain, and some endure humiliation and hardship..."

I, Shangguan Yun, only want to say one thing here: The time has come for the country to need you, the time has come for the nation to need you...

A true man, born between heaven and earth, should stand tall and upright, and make a difference. He should not waste his prime years or squander his youth...

Summon your courage and take action...

"Wow..." The atmosphere at the scene became even more heated.

Song Baichuan stood up and said, "That's right. As the saying goes, success depends on fate, but planning depends on man. We can't just sit and wait for death. Instructor Shangguan is right. Let's toast him..."

Everyone raised their glasses, asking Shangguan Yun to perform a show, which Shangguan Yun readily agreed to:

"Since everyone has so kindly invited me, I'll sing you a song called 'The Song of Ambition.' Some of you may have heard it before; those of you who know it can sing along with me..."

"With hair tied up, I read poetry and books, cultivating virtue and character. Looking up and down, I observe and contemplate, strategies brimming in my heart. While tilling the fields, I never forgot my duty to the nation; who knew my fervent blood flowed through the mountains and forests? Phoenix, oh phoenix, yearning to soar high, in times of chaos and peril, I have long pondered..."

The ways of Heaven are ever-changing, and destiny is unpredictable. Success or failure depends on human effort. A promise made is a promise kept with utmost loyalty. A true man should strive to make a difference in the world, sowing the seeds of peace and prosperity for the people...

The singing was sometimes low and sometimes high-pitched, conveying a sense of grandeur and compassion. After the song ended, the lingering sound resonated for a long time, leaving everyone in a daze... The evening reached its final climax.

Everyone was drunk, everyone was intoxicated, everyone was captivated by the music...

Some people lay down on the grass and fell asleep, while others were cleaning up the area. The leaders were all drunk and unconscious.

Shangguan Yun didn't remember how he got back to his room. In his hazy state, he only heard Sister Zhu say two sentences: "You even bring Zhuge Liang's song here to sing. You're really talented, little brother..."

Then Song Xiaoyun said, "Sister Zhu, you should go back first. I have a few questions to ask him..."

Shangguan Yun lay sprawled on the bed, while Song Xiaoyun sat on the edge, staring intently at him. Already half-drunk, her face flushed even more.

He had a few questions he wanted to ask him, but he forgot them. He had never seen him this close before.

Although the two secretly admired each other and often flirted, it was nothing more than playing around. Now, as they quietly gazed at the person they loved, their hearts were naturally not at peace.

He gently stroked Shangguan Yun's cheek, and Shangguan Yun appeared even more charming and extraordinary in his eyes!

What kind of person is he? He is not easily understood, he is mysterious, he inspires people to follow him willingly, and he ignites passion within people, making them fall into his trap and unable to extricate themselves.

Especially after listening to that song, Song Xiaoyun knew that she had fallen in love with this person.

I love his broad-mindedness, his lofty ambitions, his passionate spirit, and his dashing demeanor...

In the dream, Shangguan seemed to have a slight smile on his lips. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Xiaoyun's slender hand. She trembled slightly but did not pull away.

At this moment, Shangguan Yun seemed to have returned to the place that made him happiest, the sunny side of Wushan Mountain, with light silk curtains, melodious fairy music, and warm jade fragrance.

"I am Yunhua, and my beloved calls me Yaoji; I bid farewell to the Queen Mother of the West, and dreamt of playing in Wushan; I arrive as clouds in the morning and become rain in Shanyang at night. I wish you would cherish me more, for we part on this beautiful night. My feelings are deep and my love is abundant. I try to express them gently and softly... A moment of warmth, a moment of joy, who can understand the meaning within, who can understand the feelings within... (Please refer to Yushui Yin for the accompaniment of the song)."

"Yaoji, don't go..." Shangguan Yunmeng was startled and grabbed Song Xiaoyun's hands tightly, pulling her into her arms.

"Ah...no..." Song Xiaoyun was caught off guard by his sudden pull and fell onto the bed, throwing herself into Shangguan Yun's arms.

She was immediately embraced by Shangguan Yun and wouldn't let go. Song Xiaoyun struggled a couple of times, but the masculine scent emanating from him made her heart flutter. Having drunk quite a bit, she was already half-asleep and didn't struggle anymore, collapsing limply into Shangguan Yun's arms...

In an instant, the temperature in the room rose rapidly, a sudden storm arose, eyes glazed over, clothes scattered on the floor, a scene of both song and lamentation...

The clouds and rain of Wushan continue, soft jade and warm fragrance linger in my arms, I lament the fleeting nature of this spring night, and wonder how many times the pear blossoms will bloom again...

"Cock-a-doodle-doo..." As dawn breaks in the east, the golden rooster crows.

As the room grew colder, Song Xiaoyun pulled her bare legs under the covers, snuggled closer to Shangguan Yun, and whimpered, "It's so cold today..."

"Huh...huh?...What!...."

"Ah...who are you...ah...you are Shangguan...I...where are my clothes...."

"Ah...I don't know either...this..."

"You...get out of here..."

"Yes, yes... okay, right away... I... uh... this seems to be my room..."

"What... Ah... Waaah... Bastard... Waaah... Give me the clothes right now..."

Shangguan Yun was stunned. She quickly jumped off the bed. Their clothes were mixed together and scattered all over the floor. She quickly found the clothes that didn't belong to her and threw them to Song Xiaoyun.

"Turn around..." Song Xiaoyun shouted, her face flushed.

"Ah...yes...okay." Shangguan Yun turned around, put on a coat, and hid to the side, feeling wronged.

Hearing a soft rustling sound behind him, Shangguan Yun's heart pounded wildly, but she didn't dare to turn around.

There's no way around it; if you do something wrong, you might get beaten up!

Then, disheveled, Song Xiaoyun quickly jumped out of bed, opened the door, and fled.