70s Time-Traveling Chubby Wife: Beloved by the Military King
70s Time-Traveling Chubby Wife: Beloved by the Military King Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Nan Fangjue’s Surprise

To be more precise, it’s a famous foreign literary work, one with a profound social impact, a classic steeped in the passage of time.

Actually, she prefers reading foreign books in their original language because the originals are more interesting.

She’s fluent in five languages and can understand them all.

Because domestically published books have a certain degree of content deletion.

For example, in-depth descriptions of romantic relationships; some foreign ones are explicit, and domestic publishers delete them considering social impact.

And she happens to love reading these explicit emotional descriptions.

The male and female protagonists in bed, in the forest, in the grass… those passionate scenes, written in a captivating and exhilarating way, are so engrossing that she’s completely immersed.

Hehe.

Wen Yanyan’s inner thoughts are very real; she’s a little bit of a flirt.

Domestic novels are too bland and tasteless, simply glossing over things, which she dislikes.

But in comparison, even translated foreign novels are more interesting than domestic ones.

Although there’s no explicit sex, there’s still the suggestion of it.

The price is a bit higher though; this book cost her three yuan.

It was on sale at a 60% discount from Wen Sihan, the original price being five yuan.

Wen Yanyan finds this man quite interesting, with increasingly larger discounts.

She wonders if he gives other customers a 60% discount too? Will he lose money?

She’s curious.

After looking at the novel’s synopsis for a while, Wen Yanyan puts it down.

She picks up Gone with the Wind again, deciding to finish this one first; she believes in seeing things through to the end.


Wild Training Base.

Nan Fangjue, busy all day, had just sat down on his bed when he received a call from Coach Xu.

“Commander Nan, you were right, Wen Yanyan’s singing is really good. She passed the audition and will report for duty tomorrow.”

It was good news.

Huh?

She passed?

Nan Fangjue was stunned before saying, “Thank you for your help, Coach Xu.”

“Don’t mention it. I didn’t do much; I just recommended Wen Yanyan to Commander Yu. Her acceptance into the art troupe is due to her own abilities.”

Coach Xu sensed the implication.

“Her singing is really that good?”

Nan Fangjue still found it surprising.

“Absolutely. There were six people at the audition that day, and the art troupe only accepted her. Commander Nan, your Wen Yanyan is a hidden gem! Not bad, not bad at all.”

Coach Xu praised her effusively.

At this moment, Lin Sinan, who had been eavesdropping nearby, snatched the phone.

“Hello! Coach Xu, this is Lin Sinan. Are you sure the art troupe didn’t give Wen Yanyan preferential treatment? Because of Commander Nan’s face?”

“You kid, you’re everywhere! This is the army; we can’t be tainted by social vices! I’m hanging up!”

The call ended. Lin Sinan looked incredulous.

That shrew who yells like a fishwife can sing?

The next morning, Wen Yanyan reported to the art troupe and found Zhu Yanliang, the director of the vocal music department, in the first-floor office.

“Hello, Director Zhu.”

“Comrade Wen Yanyan, hello to you too.”

Zhu Yanliang greeted her with a smile.

“Come, let me introduce you to the members of the vocal music department. The rehearsal hall.”

He left the office, Wen Yanyan following behind, touching her nose.

His complexion seemed better today.

She wondered why his face was as dark as soot during yesterday’s audition.

Director Zhu stopped outside the rehearsal hall.

“This is the vocal music department’s rehearsal space. Except for Sundays, you’ll practice and learn here every day from 9 am to 4 pm, with a 90-minute lunch break.”

He detailed the working hours and location.

“Okay, Director, I understand.”

Wen Yanyan nodded in agreement; she liked the 9 am to 4 pm schedule.

A modern worker’s dream.

Director Zhu pushed open the door and entered; her eyes lit up.

Although the rehearsal hall’s door wasn’t large, the inside space was vast and spacious.

The pure white walls contrasted with the red painted wall panels, creating a vibrant color scheme.

A large red five-pointed star hung above the east wall, along with the red national flag below, establishing the space’s solemnity and historical significance.

The floor was made of plain wood, very characteristic of the army.

“Comrades, stop for a moment, come over here. I’ll introduce you to a new member.”

Director Zhu stood on the podium.

The men and women who were training came to the center of the hall one after another.

Seeing Wen Yanyan standing beside the director, they whispered among themselves.

Director Zhu spoke, “Everyone, be quiet.”

The hall fell silent.

“This comrade here is named Wen Yanyan, an honorable military wife. She has officially become a member of our collective after passing the assessment. I hope you will treat each other with respect and love, learn together, progress together, and strive to continuously improve your professional skills!”

Sparse applause rang out.

“Okay, everyone disperse, continue practicing, and strive for good results.”

Zhu Yanliang stepped down from the podium.

“Wen Yanyan, familiarize yourself with the environment today, no need to rush into training. If you have any questions, you can come to the office to find me.”

“Okay, thank you, Director.”

Through Director Zhu’s introduction, Wen Yanyan noticed something.

Everyone here lacked enthusiasm; even the applause was listless.

Director Zhu left.

Wen Yanyan looked around with her hands behind her back. The environment was clean, bright, and sunny.

Then, she noticed various musical instruments on the long table against the west wall.

Wen Yanyan walked over to admire them one by one.

There were flutes, bamboo flutes, clappers, accordions, cellos, violins, erhus, and…

Uh?

There was even a piano?

Of course, it wasn’t on the table; it was in the corner.

Wen Yanyan felt a little itchy because she loved the piano and knew a little about it.

She walked over and saw a red cloth covering the piano.

It seemed that people in this era cherished it. Her hand just touched the edge of the red cloth when she heard a voice.

“Don’t touch it!”

Uh?

Wen Yanyan’s hand recoiled as if burned, turning to look at the speaker.

A young woman in military uniform, slender and graceful, walked towards her.

She had an oval face, fair skin, and delicate features.

Her black hair was neatly coiled into a bun at the back of her head, adorned with a wooden hairpin; she was quite pretty.

“Such an expensive piano, can you afford to pay for it if you break it?”

The woman with the wooden hairpin spoke coldly, as if she had spent ten years in a morgue.

She walked to Wen Yanyan’s side, deliberately using her body to block the piano.

“Is my hand a club? It’ll break just by touching it?”

Wen Yanyan wasn’t angry; she just thought she was overreacting.

The piano was valuable, but it wasn’t that fragile, was it?

“Did I say your hand is a club? You said it yourself.”

The woman with the wooden hairpin sat on the piano bench, lifting the red cloth, seemingly proving to Wen Yanyan.

That she was the owner of this piano.

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