Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

On the other hand, Xu Wen finally walked out of her sorrow. She wiped away the cold tears on her face and felt sorry for losing her composure. "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. Until now…"

She pointed at her heart. "I can't calm down even now. Ye Jian, you're really amazing. This is the first time I shed tears watching a sword dance."

Ye Jian transmigrated and danced to this song based on her own personal experiences.

Ye Jian didn't care if she could be chosen. She liked this song from the bottom of her heart. The passion in war made her deeply touched.

She held her sword and stood up. In her mind, the image of her comrades appeared—her comrades who fought alongside her and were not afraid of death. As for whether the performance was chosen or not, it was not within her consideration.

However, if it achieved the desired effect and resonated with others, it would naturally be more perfect.

"Alright, we'll do it again when your lute arrives. I'll practice on my own for the next few days. The two of you don't have to accompany me. I've already found the feeling. I can listen and practice alone."

Ye Jian kept her sword and picked up a towel to wipe the sweat on her forehead. She was too engrossed in the dance and didn't restrain her emotions at all. It felt like she had been training for several hours. She wasn't tired but felt happy.

Song Zhiqiu retracted his gaze slightly. Then, he smiled. "Alright, I'll come and take a look after you go on stage." At that time, it would be even more stunning.

Xu Wen, whose eyes were red, said, "I don't want to see you every day either. I'm afraid that I'll cry every time I see you like this. It's too embarrassing."

Seeing as Ye Jian's dance could move people's hearts, she would definitely not fail.

It would be good if she could be chosen. If she wasn't, Ye Jian wouldn't have any regrets. She just liked doing it. She liked soldiers and brave combat. She just liked doing this dance. It didn't matter even if there wasn't an audience.

For the next three days, Ye Jian would spend an hour every day training in the sound room. She waved the long sword in her hand again and again. She used the sword as a gun and recalled fighting side by side with her comrades. She recalled everything she did with J5.

Xu Wen's lute took a week to be transported from the capital city to the school. She tuned the instrument and played it. The sound flowed through the microphone and then through the speakers. It was many times stronger than the music on the CD player. The two of them rehearsed, and the sound room became their battlefield. When the music ended, the two of them were speechless for a long time.

Their hearts trembled, and their eyes turned red.

The two of them only rehearsed four times. After each time, their emotions would fluctuate greatly. Xu Wen was moved by Ye Jian, and Ye Jian was moved by Xu Wen's playing of Ambush on Ten Sides. Producing that kind of chemistry was even more tiring than a day of training.

After only rehearsing four times, the two of them never practiced again.

He Jing saw that the students from other classes were still rehearsing nervously, but the two people from her dormitory didn't take it seriously at all. She was a little worried and even reminded them implicitly a few times.

Xu Wen waved her hand and said, "We know what we're doing!"

She and Ye Jian knew what was going on, but Liu Yang didn't.

Among the five performances, he would occasionally see Xu Wen practicing for her solo dance. However, he didn't see any rehearsals for Xu Wen and Ye Jian's music and sword dance . Four days before the performance selection, he caught the two of them and asked them about this after the evening study session ended.