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At around 3 pm the next day, He Bing's convoy drove into the 47th Company again!

"Company Commander and Instructor, I only have an hour to go today. Please hurry up!"

He Bing was right away when he met and caught the company commander and instructor who were about to greet him.

The company commander and instructor were both a little depressed, but they could do nothing!

The 47th Company had to meet urgently!

"Comrades, call everyone together today..."

The instructor was about to start the show as usual, but He Bing stood up and interrupted: "Comrade Instructor, let me say it!"

The instructor opened his mouth, a little dissatisfied, but could only nod: "Next, let us welcome Mr. He Bing to say a few words to everyone with warm applause!"

The applause was not very warm!

Everyone saw He Bing’s attitude towards the company commander and instructor, and everyone was dissatisfied.

The company commander and instructor of the 47th Company were good to everyone. Although they could beat and scold them, from the bottom of their hearts, the two of them regarded each soldier as their brothers. Even the soldier who ranked last in all military qualities had never discriminated against others!

"What's the origin of this guy? He's so arrogant!"

"Damn it, isn't it just a singer? How amazing! He even wore such a big toad mirror. Do you really think he is a superstar?"

"Ph!" Someone even spat directly.

However, He Bing couldn't hear these dissatisfactions. Everyone was a soldier who abides by discipline. At most, they just muttered a few words quietly, and complained in their hearts!

He Bing's length has been tied up, and he has tied a big ponytail, which is very eye-catching in front of the group of small flat heads.

"I'll introduce myself first!" He Bing pushed the sunglasses that were slightly slid.

"My name is He Bing, a professor in the Department of Composition at the School of Music of Xijing University, a platinum composer, a famous musician in the empire, a film and television actor..."

He said a series of titles!

"I'm very busy. I have to go back to Xijing TV to record a variety show. The appearance fee is 500,000, so I can't be late. I can only give everyone an hour!"

He said proudly, his voice a little louder.

"What's the pride!"

"Isn't it just 500,000? This is the price of third-tier stars!"

"Look at his arrogant look, he really treats us as a rustic bun who has never seen the world!"

The dissatisfaction in everyone's heart became stronger.

"This time I wrote songs for the Seventh Army, which was actually accidental. I have friends, and my eldest son is friends with you. What's the name? Xie Jun, yes, it's Xie Jun..."

He Bing was still boasting endlessly.

But the soldiers below looked at me, I looked at you, wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to laugh. Even the company commander and instructor sitting on it lowered their heads, enduring it a little hard!

Although Xie Jun is also a political commissar, is it just a regiment level?

But He Bing's boast was becoming more and more lawless: "I didn't want to agree. After all, I was too busy and flew around in the sky every day. I had to teach a class like a fool like Xijing University, but you guys are so enthusiastic that I couldn't refuse my affection, so I could only reluctantly agree."

Speaking of this, He Bing stopped talking, stretched out his hand, and the female assistant sitting next to him immediately picked up the bottle of mineral water and trotted over, opened it, and handed it to He Bing. He Bing sipped a small mouthful gracefully, then returned the bottle to the assistant, and then continued to speak.

"I came here to collect folk songs yesterday, and I guess many people have seen it? On the way back, I was thinking about what kind of song should I write?

When I returned to Xijing, I had the answer in my mind! Do you know how long I thought about it? Let me tell you, in just one hour, I only took 1 hour, and the great military song was born!”

"Okay, I won't say much nonsense. Let's listen to this song now!" He Bing snapped his fingers gracefully.

Soon, the female assistant trotted onto the stage, took out a player, then connected the player to the speaker, and pressed it gently.

Soon, the melody of this song reached everyone's ears.

However, before everyone could appreciate it, He Bing explained it in a slew way: "Listen, does this song have only five scales? I did it on purpose. These five sounds correspond to ancient Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, but many instruments are used in the soundtrack, violin, drum, harp, wooden fish, flute..."

He Bing was spitting everywhere on the top, and everyone was listening below and wanted to doze off.

"What is this guy saying? Why can't I understand the words?" Someone murmured in a low voice.

"Are you talking about human words?" Someone cursed directly.

Hou Longxiang even yawned directly. If the company commander hadn't been glaring at him, he would have made a sound.

"Forget it, I won't say this anymore. You won't understand anyway!" He Bing stopped talking and stopped talking.

The conference room finally became quiet, with only the melody of that song!

This is just a sample of it. It didn't take long, and the production was not exquisite, or even rough. Of course, no one here knows these things except Su Qin. After all, they are laymen, and they are like crossing mountains!

The trial will be over in a short while!

He Bing smiled at the company commander and instructor: "Company Commander, instructor, how about it? Isn't it good?"

The company commander and instructor looked at me, and I looked at you, and I didn’t know what to say.

"This..." the company commander touched his head. He didn't understand this and didn't know how to answer.

The instructor was also a little embarrassed.

He Bing smiled very "understand": "Okay, okay, don't make things difficult for you two, after all, you are not doing this!"

There was a little contempt in his smile.

The company commander didn't like being looked down upon, and he said in a hurry: "We do not understand this, but we have anyone who understands this, Su Qin, tell me!"

"Yes!" Su Qin stood up.

"Oh, yes, I forgot that your 47th Company has art soldiers." He Bing looked at Su Qin and said.

"Mr. He, your song is very good. You used five notes, Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu. I guess you want to write the charm of traditional culture..."

He Bingyi was stunned: "Yo! I can't tell it, you also know Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu! Which school did you graduate from?"

He was so surprised that his toad mirror almost fell to the ground!

"Lincang Yizhong." Su Qin said.

"Lincang Yi?" He Bing scratched his head, a little confused, "What kind of university is this? Why haven't you heard of it? Could it be a university in the federal side?"

"I graduated from high school and never went to college." Su Qin said.

"What? Graduated from high school?"

With a bang, He Bing's toad mirror fell to the ground.

The female assistant rushed over, bent down to help him pick it up, and put it on again.

"Haha, this world... is really amazing! Even high school students know Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu!"
Chapter completed!