Airborne Learning God

The military training lasts for four days. The first day is basically divided into dormitories. The instructors and students are familiar with each other. The school leaders will hold an "Military Training Opening Ceremony" for the students for an hour. Junzi, singing at night.

In fact, the schedule for the next two days is similar to the first day, training-breakfast-training-lunch-lunch break-training-dinner-training-song-sleep.

On the last day, to be precise, it should be half a day. In the morning, the school leaders will hold a "military training closing ceremony" for the students. After packing up their luggage, they can take the bus back.

If you want to say that this military training is difficult, it is not, and if you want to say that it is difficult, it is actually a little bit.

We have to gather at six o'clock every morning. Modern people are still night owls, and if we stay up all night, we can't stare for a few hours.

The three meals a day are hard to describe. It’s not that the meals are not good. In fact, the nutritional mix is ​​quite balanced. There are rice, soup, vegetables, meat, and eggs. They are more regular and healthier than the students’ usual diet, but the taste is really... It's inevitable that there will be a big pot of rice.

But none of these were the most difficult for Zheng Aiqing. The most difficult thing was that during the four days of military training, no one was allowed to take a bath!

It may be wrong to say this to the military training base, because the regulations of the military training base are that you can take a bath once every four days, but the time is only 5 minutes.

5 minutes.

Zheng Aiqing thought about it, and it took him 5 minutes just to undress and put on clothes.

Zheng Aiqing can bear it if he can't eat well or sleep well, which shows that he is not squeamish, but he really can't bear to live with stinky sweat every day, but his physique is hot and sweaty, so it shouldn't be too difficult .

"Let's take a shower this afternoon, and then do some laundry." Jin Chuanpeng gobbled it up. "It's been two days, and the clothes smell like sweat, and they feel sticky when worn."

Jiang Lu continued to complain, "Who is not? The sweat on my clothes can be used for cooking directly after shaking it in the sun."

"You can shut up, everyone is eating here, it's disgusting." As he said, Jin Chuanpeng stuffed the last mouthful of steamed buns, and reached out to take another one.

She Jian slapped his hand off with a slap, "You have already eaten three, and you still eat!" The next second, She Jian changed his face and asked Zheng Aiqing, who was buried in the porridge, "Little friend, do you want to have another steamed bun?" Gentle, with a warm face, it can be said that the spring breeze in March is soft around the fingers.

Zheng Aiqing raised her head from the porridge bowl, shook her head, and signaled that she didn't need it.

Jin Chuanpeng stared, "So my brothers, should we wash or not this afternoon, but this is the only chance."

"I don't wash." Sun Yuchang didn't speak until after eating.

He didn't talk much during his meals these two days. It's not that he doesn't eat. It's just that during the military training, he was in a hurry, and the meal time was only a quarter of an hour. He couldn't talk fast. Besides, there was a table of old men, if you don't eat quickly, you may Risk of undereating.

Jiang Lu was quite surprised. They played together since childhood, and he knows how much Sun Yuchang loves cleaning. "Why don't you wash it? It's all sweat. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Is there anyone else to eat? I'll ask for some more steamed buns." Jin Chuanpeng interrupted.

"Bring me another...get two." Jiang Lu lowered his head and peeled the eggshell, "If you want pickles, bring some, one egg is not enough."

"Bring me two too." She Jian chewed on the steamed buns, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't run out."

Looking at Jin Chuanpeng who was running fast, Zheng Aiqing held her chin and said, "I don't wash either."

She Jian tilted her head to look at him, and Zheng Aiqing explained, "Just 5 minutes, it's not enough for me to get dressed."

"I'm not used to competing with so many people for a shower." Sun Yuchang leaned forward and asked the students behind to go out, "Just one chance to take a shower, there must be too many people."

She Jian rubbed her chin, wondering what she was thinking.

"I don't wash it either." When Jiang Lu looked over, he also refused.

"Fuck, you guys can really bear it!" Jiang Lu gave them a thumbs up, "Then I'll go with Babai, and don't regret it then."

Sun Yuchang glanced at Jiang Lu, and took the pickle dish from Jin Chuanpeng who ran back.

She Jian took the two steamed buns, and after venting the air out of the plastic pocket, he raised his hand and stuffed them into the pocket of his camouflage pants, stuffing one in each of the left and right pockets, and put the zippered pocket on his chest. eggs.

Jiang Lu and Jin Chuanpeng were eating with their heads down, and Zheng Aiqing was also with her head down, fanning the wind with her hat, feeling sleepy.Therefore, apart from She Jian, only Sun Yuchang witnessed this scene. She Jian put his index finger on his lips, "Shhh!"

Seeing this, Sun Yuchang just pressed the corners of his lips, but he really didn't say anything.

During the military training, they had to wash the dishes by themselves after meals. Today it was Sun Yuchang and Jiang Lu's turn, and yesterday it was She Jian and Jin Chuanpeng.

Well, Zheng Aiqing was given a bye, because anyone who is not blind can see that he has a bad face. They are all good buddies in a small group. Naturally, everyone will not let Zheng Aiqing be tired anymore. Besides, they just want to be tired Looking at Zheng Aiqing, She Jian, the grass protector, would not agree.

There is no air-conditioning in the canteen of the military training base, only a few old ceiling fans that squeak, and the speed is so slow that it is touching, like an old man in his dying years.There were too many people in the cafeteria, not only the first and second graders of No. [-] Middle School, but also students from other schools. Therefore, it was extremely hot and stuffy inside, not inferior to the scorching sun outside.

When Zheng Aiqing walked out of the cafeteria, she took a deep breath of the dry and hot air outside, and then sighed silently in her heart, the air without the smell of food sweat is really fresh and sweet.

There were many students squatting outside the canteen. Zheng Aiqing squinted her eyes and looked at them. The military training uniforms of these people were blue, which was similar to the color of the navy uniforms. They should be people from other schools waiting for the second round of meal time.

——It’s so miserable.

Looking at these people waiting for time under the sun, Zheng Aiqing raised her eyebrows.

When Zheng Aiqing stared at these people, the squatting people were also looking at Zheng Aiqing.

Then, I don't know who was the one who said it, and the leader blew a whistle, and then the atmosphere must have been stirred up. Seeing that the instructor didn't care, other men joined in one after another, and whistles kept coming and going.

The booing of "Woo~Woo~" was endless, occasionally interspersed with the applause of the girls.

Anyway it's messy.

She Jian was two steps behind Zheng Aiqing, and within the distance of these two steps, there were many people separated. When She Jian walked out of the cafeteria, she happened to hear the group of people squatting on the ground whistling like crazy.

Then he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw Zheng Aiqing who was standing still for some reason, and immediately stepped forward.

With a curious look on her face, She Jian sank down completely.

He can be regarded as knowing who these animals are playing with.

He actually dared to tease his little friend, don't you know who the little friend is covering up?!

——Whistle your mother. This group of hot people is so angry that they practice squatting under the sun like a fucking squat.

She Jian rolled up the sleeves of his military training uniform, thumped down the stairs, and was about to take the nearest whistling guy into surgery.

But the instructors of those people took a step forward, rushed over, and kicked the ass of the boys who took the lead in howling, "Hug your head and squat up the steps!"

Several boys stood up slowly, hugging their heads and squatting on the steps beside She Jian's feet.

"The face is facing everyone, and it's against the sky, you guys, are you disciplined? One by one, brats, blow, come on, keep blowing for me, don't you like blowing, keep blowing, don't stop before eating, Who dares to stop..." The dark-skinned platoon leader untied his belt and threw it on the ground, making a loud snap, "I'll replace his mouth with a belt!"

She Jian was delighted to see it, and could not wait to applaud the row leader.

"And that kid, what are you doing there? Let's see, are you envious of them?" The platoon leader turned his head and snarled at She Jian, "Why don't you accompany me too?"

"No, no, I'm leaving now." She Jian grinned, and quickly walked down the last few steps, and then seemed to have lost sight of his feet. His foot accidentally stepped on the side that was being forced The feet of the whistling boy.

The boy screamed in pain.

"You're screaming again!" His instructor rushed over and slapped the brim of his hat so hard that the boy's entire face was blocked.

The boy complained aggrievedly, "Report to the instructor, it was the grandson who stepped on my foot, and he kicked my big toe!" The boy's sight was blocked by the brim of his hat, and he stretched his arms to identify it intuitively.

There was laughter from below, the boy put on his hat and realized that he was referring to the platoon leader.

This is so embarrassing.

The platoon leader's face was so dark that it shone, "You, give me another hundred push-ups, if you can't finish it, you are not allowed to eat."

Boy: "...!"

"Why are you stepping on him?" Zheng Aiqing was good at fanning the wind.

She Jian put her hands in her pockets, "I just counted him as the happiest. Do you know what it's called? It's called not being able to control your mouth, and your body suffers."

Zheng Aiqing shrugged and didn't answer.

She Jian turned her head and looked at Zheng Aiqing.

Zheng Aiqing was a little shorter than She Jian, and was probably on the same level as She Jian's eyebrows.

This height, no matter whether you lower your head or raise your head, is a wonderful angle.

At least She Jian thought so.

Looking at it, he also understood why those boys and girls were whistling and applauding.

He is wearing a bloated military training uniform, but the people around him can wear the uniform alluringly, making him look tall and slim with long legs, unusually handsome!

At this time when everyone's face is covered with oil and sweat, the faces of the people around them look like lotus flowers, and the sweat on their faces is not sweat, but morning dew!

After two days in the sun, the skin of the students turned darker by more than two degrees, not to mention the complexion of the instructors who have been exposed to the sun all year round. Even if She Jian and the others put on thick sunscreen every day, it didn't help.

Of course, there are always accidents in everything, and She Jian's fingers stuck in his pockets curled up unconsciously, and the contrast made the person beside him look fairer and more beautiful.

It's like it's glowing.

She Jian tilted her head, "Little friend, are you a firefly spirit?"

Zheng Aiqing, who was so hot all over: "...?"

"Otherwise..." She Jian grinned like a silly dog, and said slowly, "Otherwise, why do I feel that you will shine?"

Zheng Aiqing stood still, turned sideways, raised his head slightly, the glare of the sun made his eyes narrow slightly, he said, "Silly." After finishing speaking, he walked away.

She Jian stared blankly at Zheng Aiqing's back, recalling Zheng Aiqing's expression just now.

The kid's eyes seemed to have small hooks, and even cursing had a provocative vibe.

She Jian was a little terrified, he actually thought the kid scolding was so cute?!

It's over, it's over, She Jian panicked, don't be a jerk!

After breakfast, the students went on to practice.

Zheng Aiqing hid in the shade and watched her classmates sweat profusely under the sun.

Two hours later, the platoon leader blew his whistle and yelled, "Every platoon, rest for 10 minutes!"

The instructor gave the order of "rest", and the students cheered and ran to Zheng Aiqing's side, scrambling for the few shaded places.

Zheng Aiqing hurriedly moved towards the corner, for fear of being stepped on by excited students.

She Jian and the others also ran over and squeezed around Zheng Aiqing.

Jiang Lu complained while wiping his sweat, "I'm going to be grilled into a kebab."

"I feel like my skin is going to be roasted off." Jin Chuanpeng rubbed his arms, "Fortunately, it's only four days. If it takes half a month, I will definitely get sunburned."

Sun Yuchang raised his head to drink the water. He drank in a hurry, and some water flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand to wipe it away, "I've been training in college for half a month."

The wailing and complaints of several people did not affect the "world of two" between She Jian and Zheng Aiqing in the slightest.

Zheng Aiqing held the steamed bun, watched She gradually peel the egg proficiently, and swallowed, "Are you really giving it to me?"

"Didn't you give me your snacks back?" She Jian smiled, and handed the peeled eggs to Zheng Aiqing's lips, "Eat it, it's fine if you don't want to eat the steamed buns, you'll choke on those things Don’t panic, just give them eight hundred.”

Zheng Aiqing was obedient, and gave Jin Chuanpeng both steamed buns.

Jin Chuanpeng held the steamed bun. Although he felt that She Jian was a bastard who valued sex over friends, he was indeed hungry and struggled for a few seconds, "Why don't we split up?"

Sun Yuchang shook his head, "I don't like it, I don't like it."

Jiang Lu also shook his head, and rarely pulled out two sentences in classical Chinese, "A gentleman does not eat cheap food, and does not bend his waist for five buckets of rice."

Jin Chuanpeng sneered, these two little bastards, love to eat or not!

On the other side the conversation continues.

Zheng Aiqing gnawed on the egg silently, while She Jian stared blatantly with her pillow on her arm.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Little friend, do you know that you eat like a hamster?"

Turning Ken in a circle, he gnawed quite neatly.

Zheng Aiqing was upset, and kicked She Jian with little strength. After all, this person is now his bread and butter.

She Jian patted his trouser legs, "Okay, eat quickly, I won't tease you, be careful not to choke." Unable to hold back, he even reached out and smoothed Zheng Aiqing's sweaty forehead, "You have eaten these two days There are fewer and fewer things, is it heatstroke, I feel like I eat more rice balls than you."

"It's too hot." Zheng Aiqing ate the eggs, smashed her mouth, and flapped her hands again.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the coach over there was calling to gather, She Jian patted Zheng Aiqing on the head, "Brother Qing, take care of Ang." Then, he grabbed the trash and ran to gather.

[The author has something to say]: I don’t know what everyone’s military training is like, but during the military training for abdominal muscles, in addition to porridge, pickled vegetables and steamed buns, each person is given an egg or two ham sausages for breakfast. At this time, if someone is willing to save If you come down and leave it for someone to eat...that is definitely someone you like. (Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, , , ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,liuuuuuuu>