Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

"What the hell is going on? Why are there only so many chicken legs?"

"Aren't we having twice-cooked pork tonight? Where's the meat? Did you lose it?"

"What the hell is this dish? Stir-fried green peppers and onions? How do you even manage to be on duty? You're such a loser!"

In the cafeteria in the evening, the class monitors were almost scolded to death by their classmates.

But they are also like dumb people eating bitter herbs, unable to express their pain.

It’s not that they are useless, but that their opponents are too scary.

Having learned from their lesson at noon, they immediately went for chicken legs and twice-cooked pork as soon as they arrived at the cafeteria in the evening.

But in the end, the boy on duty in Class 4 was even faster than them.

Originally, everyone wanted to attack together.

As a result, that kid has no martial ethics at all...

You can’t get it. You can’t get it at all.

That's all they got back after trying their best.

At the same time, the atmosphere at the table of Class 4 was completely different from that of the other classes.

Almost everyone got two large chicken legs, and the other dishes were also quite generous in portion.

Qi Meng ate a big chicken leg in one bite, his mouth full of oil, and he was laughing happily.

The others also ate with relish, and the food was so delicious.

"Hahaha, you have a talent for duty, you really make me proud!"

Zhao Pengfei looked at Qin Feng who was sitting opposite him happily, his face almost blooming with a smile.

Especially when he saw the murderous looks from the other squad leaders, his smile became even brighter.

There are nine classes in the recruit company, and there is a competitive relationship between each class.

Not only do they compete in housekeeping and training, but they also compete in eating.

Now Class 4 is taking the lead and eating the best. How can Zhao Pengfei not be happy?

As for whether he would be envied by others, Zhao Pengfei was not worried at all.

Being hated in the army is also a skill.

"Come on, come on, eat, eat, eat more meat!"

Zhao Pengfei stood up and kept putting food into Qin Feng's bowl. There was so much food that it was almost full.

But Li Jiasheng next to him was so envious that he almost cried.

Squad leader, you are too biased.

She even stood up to pick up some food for him.

I am your most loyal deputy monitor.

Then he stretched out his chopsticks and prepared to pick up a piece of meat.

But just as the chopsticks were about to fall, they hit empty air. The piece of meat was actually snatched away by Chen Sanxi!

Li Jiasheng suppressed the urge to curse and set his sights on a piece of beef fillet again.

But before the chopsticks even touched the food, Qi Meng picked it up.

Oh shit!

You two are almost enough, after all, I am the deputy monitor!

But at this moment, the meat in Qin Feng's bowl had piled up into a small mountain, so much that he couldn't eat it.

Originally, he was planning to give the other classes a break tonight as a token of his appreciation.

But those guys didn't seem to trust his character. Not only did they come to compete with him, but someone even secretly stepped on him.

This really pissed off Qin Feng.

Then, he used the Eighteen Black Dragon Moves as he learned them on the spot.

Then the whole bunch of guys became well-behaved, as good as kindergarten kids.

After dinner, the recruits returned to the dormitory first.

Zhao Pengfei was squatting in the toilet next to the cafeteria.

I don’t know if it’s because of my age or what.

I always want to poop after eating, it has become a habit.

Sometimes I have to squat twice a day.

Just as Zhao Pengfei was holding a cigarette and working hard across the two sides of the Yellow River.

Suddenly, a few uninvited guests came over. They were the four class leaders of Class 2, Class 3, Class 5 and Class 8.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Pengfei felt a chill on his buttocks and immediately turned around to glare at them: "You're peeking even when I'm taking a shit? What's the matter? Didn't you eat enough in the cafeteria?"

"Get lost!" The second squad leader pointed at him angrily and said, "Zhao Pengfei, isn't your squad duty a bit too much?"

"That's right! You guys in Class 4 were the ones who got the most meat at noon, and you're still here at night. Don't you think you can let us eat enough?"

"Damn it! I stayed up all afternoon just waiting to have two extra chicken legs for dinner, but your class monitor took them all away!"

Zhao Pengfei, holding a cigarette in his mouth, shook his head and said, "Hey, hey, hey, what's the matter? Do you have the ability to make your class's monitors like ours?"

The squad leader couldn't help but said angrily, "If those quails can do it, do you still need your opinion?"

Zhao Pengfei said smugly, "Then I can't do anything about it. In the army, whoever has the ability gets to eat. This has been the rule for years."

"By the way, let me mention that the student on duty in our class tomorrow is a student from a martial arts school."

"That was the guy who had a sparring match with me on the playground this afternoon, and I beat him pretty badly."

Grass!

You fucking want to kill us all!

They all saw how strong that kid's physical fitness was this afternoon.

Tomorrow it will be that kid's turn to get food. Not to mention meat, he might even get beaten up for being on duty in his class.

Several squad leaders were instantly furious. They relied on food to survive every day, but this bastard Zhao Pengfei actually had no moral ethics.

If I can tolerate this, I can even eat shit in the future!

Several people looked at each other, rolled up their sleeves and prepared to go and beat him.

Zhao Pengfei, who was still squatting in the toilet, was startled by their actions: "Damn it, I haven't even finished shitting yet, you guys are going too far!"

"Fuck you! You like eating meat, right? Shit!"

Seeing that a group of guys were about to do something serious, Zhao Pengfei became anxious.

Just as I was about to stand up, I suddenly heard a curse from outside.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Seeing that the person coming was the company commander, several people stopped immediately.

Ge Zhiyong glared at the group of people, then looked at Zhao Pengfei in the pit.

"You're a grown man, but you're still acting like a child. Get out of here!"

"Yes!"

A group of squad leaders glared at Zhao Pengfei and left quickly.

Zhao Pengfei wiped it casually and was about to run away, but suddenly Ge Zhiyong grabbed his collar.

"Where the hell are you running to?"

"Company Commander..."

Zhao Pengfei turned around guiltily and smiled at him awkwardly.

Ge Zhiyong glared at him: "Don't be so playful with me."

Zhao Pengfei immediately put away his smile and stood up straight. The smell in here was really not pleasant.

Ge Zhiyong glared at him coldly: "Let me ask you, what's going on with that little monitor in your class? Are you behind this?"

"No?" Zhao Pengfei spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"Bullshit!" Ge Zhiyong spitted in his face: "If it weren't for you, even if you had ten times the courage, no new recruit would dare to do this."

He poked Zhao Pengfei's head and said, "You, you're going a bit too far. A little more is fine, but if you do so much, how can others not object?"

"I'll save you this time, but next time they'll just come up and put a sack on you, beat you up, and then throw you into the toilet."

"That's impossible." Zhao Pengfei said with a smile: "They may not be able to beat me."

"Oh, oh...you are so awesome, Zhao Pengfei?" Ge Zhiyong's tone was very exaggerated.

"Why, after showing off in front of the new recruits this afternoon, do you think you're the best in the world?"

"You're so good, how come you only got third in the division's fighting competition? Shouldn't you have won first place?"

Zhao Pengfei smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

Ge Zhiyong punched him and said, "Starting tomorrow, save some meat. Don't keep starving like you haven't eaten meat in centuries!"

"Yes, company commander!"

"get out!"

Ge Zhiyong kicked him and told him to get out.

But just as Zhao Pengfei was about to leave, he was stopped again.

"Can you lend me your lighter?"

"Captain, I'm the last one."

Zhao Pengfei made a bitter face and thought to himself, "Are you a cigarette eater?"

I just gave you one yesterday, and now I want another one.

Ge Zhiyong's eyes were as big as copper bells: "It's not that I won't return it to you, but you are so stingy. By the way, give me some paper. I'm going to stay in the pit for a while."

Zhao Pengfei's eyes twitched twice, and he reluctantly handed over the lighter and the remaining paper in his pocket.

Ge Zhiyong lit a cigarette, waved his hand, and ordered them to leave.

Zhao Pengfei glanced at him, hesitating whether to tell him that he had used those pieces of paper to wipe his nose and mouth.

......

At the same time, the recruits returned to the dormitory and started chatting and talking nonsense.

In the army, mobile phones are not allowed to be used at any time except on weekends.

There were no magazines and little entertainment.

Chatting and talking nonsense became the only way for everyone to relax and have fun.

Everyone was chatting about all sorts of things.

We talked from games to comics, then from comics to women, and finally to female teachers.

Then, the style of painting began to become unconventional, with mosaics everywhere.

Qin Feng was surprised to find that Li Jiasheng usually pretended to be very serious.

He always preaches moral principles, acting like a high-quality man.

As a result, he was the most excited when talking about this topic.

That tongue, that drool, and that exaggerated smile.

It looks like the animated emoticon package of Jim Carrey's shaking head trio, a complete LSP.

Qin Feng shook his head, feeling really uncomfortable watching it.

He opened his locker and pulled out a small red bottle.

Then he shouted at Qi Meng and threw the thing over to him.

"then!"