The bonfire party that night was the last time they met for this military training.
After the target shooting tomorrow and the rehearsal of the phalanx the day after tomorrow, the first lesson of Lin Mumu's college career - military training will be over.
In this class, because of Yun Ting's company, Lin Mumu felt extremely complete in his heart.
"I heard that there is roast mutton to eat at night."
"And beggar chicken."
"And it's a barbecue."
"I heard that beer is also served. It's so interesting!"
The young hearts of the students are easy to satisfy. There is a bonfire, several barbecue grills, shared barbecue and singing, full of laughter.
For this bonfire party, almost every major has prepared a program.
There are two programs on religion, one is Chen Fangya and Zhou Qiang, Wang Bin, and Zhou Zhiguo performed a sketch, and the other is Lin Mumu's flute solo.
Coincidentally, Lin Mumu's flute solo and Su Xinlan's guzheng solo chose "Moon Night on the Spring River" at the same time.
According to the order of appearance, it was Su Xinlan who appeared first.
After Su Xinlan came back, she looked at Lin Mumu proudly: "I changed the song temporarily."
"You did it on purpose!" An Xiaoqin wanted to beat her up.
"Hit me if you can." Su Xinlan tried her best to hold her head high, like a proud little peacock.
"Tch, no matter how big the airport is, it's not as big as Lin Mumu, our underage girl."
"I'm an adult!" Lin Mumu was depressed. She is only one year younger than An Xiaoqin and Chen Fangya, why is she underage? She just looks petite, cute and girlish.
But Su Xinlan suddenly snatched her song, which made Lin Mumu a little headache. Even if the same song is played on different instruments, it will give people a sense of repetition, and the effect is very poor. But if she changed the song temporarily, she still had to consider whether she bumped into someone else.
It can only be said that Su Xinlan's move was too ruthless.
Yunting has been paying attention to Lin Mumu's condition all the time, at this moment he suddenly said:
"Student Lin Mumu, come here."
"Oh."
Yun Ting called her loudly, but she really didn't dare to go there.
Who let others be the chief.
"The song was robbed?" Yun Ting was really timely.
"Yeah." Lin Mumu nodded: "I'll change it temporarily. It's the mountain and flowing water that our Taoists like. I'm afraid it won't be popular."
"I'll teach you." Yun Ting began to write the music score seriously, the rustling sound of the pen scribing across the paper, Yun Ting's stern face and neat army green shirt formed a landscape of its own.
"Okay." Yunting raised his head, just in time to meet Lin Mumu's distracted eyes.
"After the military training is over, I'll let you take a look at it when I get home." He whispered a word in her ear.
Hate! Who wants to see you.
Lin Mumu lowered her head and bit her lip, and began to study the notes on the paper, with lyrics below the notes.
"Can you sing?" Yunting asked tentatively.
"En." Lin Mumu nodded.
"Okay, I'll accompany you."
"what?"
Before Lin Mumu understood the meaning of Yun Ting's words, she heard her name being called on stage.
Without a suitable tune, Lin Mumu had no choice but to give up playing the flute. The song Yun Ting gave was good, so let's sing it.
It's just that she didn't prepare for dubbing, so the singing effect will be much worse.
Lin Mumu has gone out, and people are in a dilemma.
Suddenly, an elegant piano sounded from behind her.
Lin Mumu looked behind in amazement, and she could vaguely see Yun Ting's tall figure sitting beside the piano.
Dead Yunting!
It turned out that he played the piano so well!
Fortunately, Lin Mumu was only confused for a moment, and then quickly entered the role, singing along with the beautiful piano rhythm.