Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 201 - 154 Refusal

Chapter 201: Chapter 154 Refusal

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Tomorrow will be the second watch.

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Sitting at the very front of Group A, Zhou Mikang watched the spirited little face on stage, his eyes full of confusion. This little thing had grown up in the countryside since childhood, her family so poor they couldn’t even afford enough food. Although playing the accordion isn’t considered a difficult skill, the fact that she could play it was truly unexpected.

Although he could basically be considered musically illiterate, he could still tell whether the playing was smooth and the singing was correct.

It felt like this little girl played better than his elementary school music teacher—not that musically illiterate leader Tongzi could really tell, but perhaps he was just adding a dose of emotional bias to his judgment.

"Hey, Qiliang, isn’t that your little cousin up there?" Qiliang’s comrade, recognizing Chuxia on stage, poked him in the arm in surprise, "I’m not wrong, am I?"

"No, you’re right. It’s her." Qiliang, although surprised by Chuxia’s performance, immediately disregarded all his doubts and swelled with pride upon seeing his comrade’s shining eyes.

"Qiliang, your little cousin is a city kid, right?" Another comrade couldn’t help asking.

"No." Qiliang said with a smile, shaking his head, "Chuxia has grown up in the countryside from a young age, a genuine country kid. Honestly, I had no idea she could play an instrument before this."

Sitting behind Qiliang, a young soldier with starry eyes elbowed him: "Next time your little cousin comes to visit you, could you introduce me to her?"

Qiliang shivered involuntarily and his expression turned serious, "My little cousin is already spoken for. It’s better to put aside those thoughts you shouldn’t be having."

The young soldier looked disgruntled, "She’s so young, how could she be spoken for already..."

A few other soldiers straining their ears to listen who were also a bit interested, looked equally disappointed upon hearing Qiliang’s reply...

The same scene was unfolding over at Luo Hongqi’s squad.

When Chuxia and Luo Xiaoqiong went to find him, his comrades had already seen them. Both of them being pretty faced, they were quickly recognized.

"Hongqi, your sister!"

"Hongqi, the girl playing the accordion is that girl who was with your sister!"

"Yes, yes, that’s the one!"

"Hongqi, isn’t your family from the countryside? How can that girl play the accordion?"

"..."

Hongqi, who was tight-lipped, just furrowed his brow, his face puzzled, as he was bombarded with questions.

It wasn’t until several pokes on his body caused pain that he replied gruffly, "Hmm."

The crowd: "..." They had asked him a barrage of questions, and he just dismissed them with a "Hmm"?

In the neighboring team, a tall and handsome man smirked slightly as he swept his eyes over the speechless new recruits.

Lin Chuxia, he remembered her name and that she was the young female soldier who had relayed a message to his sister. Perhaps he could ask more about her from his sister?

With everyone harboring their own thoughts, Class Three’s performance ended, and Chuxia returned the accordion to the bench, stood shoulder to shoulder with three stooges, and bowed to the audience.

"Ha..."

Laughter suddenly erupted from below the stage—Chuxia had just bent down to pick up the accordion when Luo Xiaoqiong yanked her aside and ran off with it towards the audience. Caught off guard, Chuxia staggered several times before she steadied herself...

Sitting in the front row, Director Xu’s lips curved up involuntarily. After such a long rest, this child must have suffered a lot, yet she remained so cheerful and optimistic. It seems she hadn’t misjudged her.

Once Chuxia and the others stepped off the stage, they were immediately surrounded by the invalids of Class Three. At that moment, everyone had only one thought: Class Three hadn’t lost face, and the heroes were these four.

Therefore, nobody said much in the way of compliments, but rather hugged each one and gave them a firm pat, conveying their surging emotions.

Zeng Meili, who had already been shocked in the office, wasn’t too surprised, just stood aside with a smile, watching everyone without saying a word.

Chuxia’s explanation was that there had been an old man living in the village with many musical instruments. He liked to tinker with these things every evening after dinner, and she learned from him.

Meili, however, was not without her doubts. Counting back a few years, these things rarely dared to be openly tinkered with. An elder sent down to the countryside, how could he have been so brazen?

Or maybe the village’s secretary was unusually progressive. She could only think of this answer, but it still didn’t quite make sense practically. Surely there must have been someone in the village who would snitch, right?

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