A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

When Su Fan arrived at the hospital, Fang Cheng had already completed the discharge procedures.

Xuanxuan changed into her floral cotton-padded jacket, sat on the bed, swinging her little feet back and forth. When she saw Su Fan come in, she grinned.

Fang Cheng approached and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Su Fan squatted down to check if Xuanxuan had forgotten anything, without even looking up: "I wrote a song for the army."

Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't that a good thing? Why are you running away?"

Su Fan stood up, slung his backpack over his shoulder, picked up Xuanxuan, and walked out: "That song was a bit too loud."

Fang Cheng followed behind, pressing for details on how strong it was. Su Fan replied as he walked, "Try garlic dipped in mustard, and you'll know how potent it is."

Before Fang Cheng could ask any more questions, Su Fan had already left the ward, walking as fast as if he were catching a train.

After a brief farewell to Jing Chen, Su Fan and Fang Cheng took Xuanxuan to the airport.

Once on the plane, Su Fan leaned back in his seat, while Xuanxuan sat next to him, looking out the window with curiosity.

After the plane took off, Su Fan let out a long breath.

Xuanxuan looked up and asked softly, "Brother Fan, are we running away?"

Su Fan looked down at her and smiled: "This isn't running away, it's called a strategic retreat."

Xuanxuan blinked, looking completely bewildered: "What's a strategic shift?"

Su Fan explained in a serious tone: "The so-called strategic shift means observing the situation before taking action, and maximizing the security factor."

Xuanxuan nodded, seemingly understanding, then thought for a moment and asked, "So, does that mean avoiding their sharp edge?"

Su Fan reached out and patted her head: "Right! Let's avoid their sharp edge and retreat first, so their attack misses its mark."

Xuanxuan then asked, "Who is targeting us?"

Su Fan said, "Okay, I admit it. I missed home and wanted to go back as soon as possible, so I left in a hurry. Nobody was targeting us."

Xuanxuan said, "I miss home too. When are we going to get home?"

"Almost there, almost there!"

"How long is 'soon'?"

"You'll arrive after a nap."

"But I'm not sleepy."

……

As soon as the plane landed in Qin Province, Su Fan slapped his forehead: "Oh no, I forgot to tell Sister Shan."

Fang Cheng said, "You just remembered? I've already told her."

Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."

After leaving the airport, Fang Cheng hailed a taxi.

Xuanxuan leaned against the car window, her eyes shining as she watched the fields and villages flash by outside.

As the car approached, we could see a group of people standing at the entrance of the orphanage in the distance.

Aunt Liu stood at the front, her apron still on, holding a spatula in her hand.

Xiang Hong supported her arm.

Zhao Jie stood to the side.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Xuanxuan pushed open the door, jumped out, and ran into Aunt Liu's arms.

Aunt Liu hugged her tightly, saying, "Slow down, slow down..."

Hao Hao led a group of children around, shouting all at once, "Xuanxuan, you're finally back!"

And each child was holding a gift.

"Xuanxuan, here's a chicken leg for you!"

"Xuanxuan, I saved this candy especially for you!"

"Xuanxuan, you can play with this toy!"

……

Su Fan stood behind, watching this scene, and a smile curved his lips.

Aunt Liu, holding Xuanxuan's hand, looked up at Su Fan and Fang Cheng and said, "It's good that you're back. Come inside and eat. I'll go make dumplings."

The whole family bustled into the yard, and the aroma of chives and eggs wafted from the kitchen, mingled with the scents of vinegar and minced garlic. Su Fan sniffed, "It smells so good! We didn't get enough dumplings for the New Year, we have to make up for it this time!"

The orphanage returned to its former bustling state.

Su Fan stayed at home for a few days, keeping a close eye on what was happening online.

Even when fishing, he would be watching the float while scrolling through his phone.

They were afraid of missing out on a great show.

After Su Fan left Kyoto, things didn't stop there.

In the cultural troupe, everyone was eager to try out the song "Green Flowers in the Army" that Su Fan had left behind.

Some even volunteered.

It's fair to say that humility has long since vanished in the face of this song.

Faced with this situation, Ye Yun even had a feeling that Su Fan might have done it on purpose.

But then she shook her head, thinking, "It can't be that bad, it can't be that bad."

Everyone went to great lengths to get the first performance of this song.

In the end, it was the troupe leaders who made the decision to give the song to a middle-aged singer named Zeng Yue.

Zeng Yue was in his early forties. He had served in the army and later joined a cultural troupe after being demobilized.

Zeng Yue received the lyrics and music, locked himself in the recording studio, and tried and refined them over and over again.

He recorded for three days before producing a version that satisfied him.

Everyone fell silent after hearing this.

It's not bad, it's too good.

It was so good that after listening to it, one's nose would tingle, one's chest would feel tight, and one would be speechless for a long time.

But until this moment, no one realized the true destructive power of this song.

They only thought that Su Fan had written a very moving military folk song, nothing more.

Ye Yun sent the recorded audio file to Lin Na.

Lin Na nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Not bad, not bad. It seems that kid really does have some skills."

Lin Na then reported the song to her supervisor, Yang Junqi.

After listening to "Green Flowers in the Army," Yang Junqi remained silent for a while, took off his glasses and wiped the lenses, and said to Lin Na, "It's a good song. The spring conscription is coming soon, and this song comes at just the right time. With the popularity of that Su Fan, this spring conscription should go very smoothly."

Linna nodded; she thought so too.

Thus, the publicity campaign for "Green Flowers in the Army" began in earnest.

The official Weibo account posted a message with a song link and a short text.

"As spring conscription is underway, 'Green Flowers in the Army,' with lyrics and music by Su Fan and sung by Zeng Yue, is dedicated to all the young people who are about to don their uniforms, and also to all the soldiers who are currently guarding the lights of thousands of homes in the barracks. Youth is not just about the present hardships, but also about the country and the border!"

As soon as the official conscription notice was issued, young people who were preparing to join the army started to show up.

"Su Fan wrote a recruitment song? I definitely have to listen to it! His songs have never disappointed. I'll sign up first, then listen to the song!"

"Green Flowers in the Army? That name sounds so warm. Military songs can be named like that? I'm kind of looking forward to it!"

"I just finished my physical exam and am waiting for the political background check. This song by Su Fan is so timely! I'll bookmark it and listen to it when I get home tonight!"

"I was a recent graduate who had already signed a job offer, but after seeing Su Fan write a recruitment song, I suddenly felt that joining the army might be a better choice. I'll listen to the song first, and then make a decision!"

……

When Wei Zhiran saw this song, he made a special call to Su Fan.

"Wow, that's impressive. When did you get involved with the military?"

Su Fan said, "I just happened to be there!"

Wei Zhirang joked, "Looks like after promoting cultural tourism, you've started promoting military recruitment now!"

"That's not necessarily true!"

"What do you mean?" Wei Zhirang asked hurriedly.

"Don't worry about the details," Su Fan changed the subject. "By the way, Director Wei, I might be going on a trip for the next few days. If you can't get through on the phone, just leave a message."

"Where are you going?"

"Let's go to Longhu Mountain!"

……