The modern fortune-telling history of a small shopkeeper

As soon as the trumpet sounded for the next day, the students in each dormitory turned over from the bed. Everyone hurriedly dressed and folded the quilts, rushed to the toilet, brushed their teeth and washed their faces, and hurried to gather for a while.

When Chen Junfei got up, he saw that the two beds on the opposite side were already empty, and the quilts and pillows on the bed were neatly stacked, presumably they had already gotten up a long time ago.

He got down from the upper bunk and saw that the person on the lower bunk was still lying on the bed, so he quickly picked him up, "Get up quickly, you will be fined to run to the playground if you are late." Dare to stay in bed!Don't be late and let the instructor punish you to death!

"oh oh."

After being dug up from the bed, Tong Guancai got dressed and went to wash his face in a daze.

After a while, all the people in the dormitory ran away, and they hurried out of the dormitory.

Chen Junfei dragged his classmate Xiao Tong to run outside. Every time he wanted to abandon the oil bottle, but every time he couldn't bear to hate it, so he had to drag him and ran outside, hoping that he would never be late, never be late.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

Early in the morning, the whistle of the instructors on the playground blew again, and the students ran to the camp of their class, rushed into the team and stood up.

Chen Junfei rushed to the line of their class and saw Zhou Xing was already standing here.The two stood next to each other, and he lowered his voice and asked, "What time did you get up in the morning?"

"Five o'clock." Zhou Xing replied, he was used to getting up at five o'clock in the morning, no matter what time he went to bed at night, he would wake up by himself at that hour.

"You're amazing!" Chen Junfei had to admire this person in his heart, thinking that he couldn't get up at six o'clock, and this person went for a run at five o'clock. He was really more angry than others. No wonder others had developed muscles, but He is still a little white meat.

No, starting tomorrow, he will get up for a run at five o'clock!

Instructor Zhao glanced at the number of students in their class, saw that there were still a few students who hadn't arrived, and a storm was brewing in his eyes, and shouted: "Stand at attention!"

All the students below stood up straight.

A few students who came running from behind looked embarrassed, "Report, report."

"Go to the playground and run three laps before coming back." Instructor Zhao turned his head and glanced at the students behind him. Give him late.

"Yes, instructor." A few students lowered their heads and ran to the playground with embarrassing expressions.

They ran with students from other classes, all of whom were punished by the instructor for being late.

"I already said yesterday that those who arrive late will be punished. I don't want to talk about this again!" Waking up early in the morning made people feel bad, and instructor Zhao's face looked dark.I went down and inspected around, and saw that some students' clothes and hats were not on properly, so I also pulled them out and sent them to the playground.

"The squad leader is out."

Zhou Xing went out from the team.

The instructor glanced at the monitor and said, "Before gathering, monitor, let everyone check whether the attire is standard. Next time someone's clothes and hats are not properly worn, you will be the first one I will punish. Captain, did you hear me clearly?"

"Listen clearly." Zhou Xing replied.

"Squad leader, go and see who else's clothes haven't been tidied up." Instructor Zhao knew that this matter had nothing to do with the squad leader, but as the squad leader of a class, as a group, if anyone had a problem, the entire group No one can escape the responsibility, "I'll give you 3 minutes to see if your collars, hats, and shoelaces are tied properly."

Hearing the instructor's words, the people below were checking and arranging their clothes, for fear that if there was anything wrong with their clothes, they would be the next ones to be punished.

Zhou Xing was walking below, checking whether the students' attire was qualified, and when he walked in front of Qiao Minglang, his footsteps stopped for a while, his gaze wandered down from the boy's collar, and finally fell on the boy's face .

The two looked at each other, and he walked over.

In the morning, it was time for morning exercises. The instructor took the students to run. After a few laps, the national flag was raised.

The melodious national anthem sounded, the red flag fluttered, and everyone below looked up at the rising national flag.The national flag can be raised because countless revolutionary ancestors have laid down the country with blood, so that the country is peaceful and the people are safe today.

The national flag was raised and fluttered in the air.

After finishing the morning exercises, the instructors of each class took the students to the dining hall to have breakfast. There was a half-hour break in the middle, and the formal training began after eight o'clock.

The life of military training is hard and boring, but at the same time it is also interesting, which makes people recall it in their later life and feel that those years are unforgettable.

After a few days of military training, everyone gradually got used to the life of military training.Get up early in the morning for morning exercises, rush to eat and take a shower with all the students, and then arrive at the assembly place before the whistle in the instructor's hands stops every time.

Only then did Qiao Mingshan know that his little cousin had been taken to military training by the school car.He waited outside for a few days but couldn't find anyone. He wanted to enter the school but couldn't. He inquired with the security guard at the school gate and found out that the students in the first grade were sent to military training on the second day after arriving at the school.

Knowing that his cousin went to the military academy outside the school for military training, and he was not in the school, Qiao Mingshan felt relieved.Otherwise, he would never be able to wait for anyone to come to him, and he was worried that something happened to his little cousin.

However, he was not idle for the next few days. He wandered around the school to see where there was a suitable storefront. If it was suitable, he could rent a storefront to do business.However, he searched around and found that the rents of the slightly better shops were too expensive, and he looked down on the bad ones. This matter had to wait for his cousin to come back, and the two of them would discuss it before making a decision.

It's just that there is no work to do every day, and it costs money to eat and rent a house here every day. After thinking about it, Qiao Mingshan wanted to find a part-time job for a few days before his cousin came back.However, he searched around and found that very few people hired short-term workers, and most of them hired long-term workers, so it was nothing. He had to continue looking for shops while waiting for his cousin to come back.

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After ten o'clock in the morning, the sun became more and more fierce.

The instructors didn't dare to let the students stand in the sun all the time, so they moved the team to the shade of the trees, let everyone sit here to rest for a while, and play some games by the way.Instructor Zhao pulled the students of his class to the shadowed place, and asked the students below, "Everyone is bored sitting here, who of you will come up and perform a show?"

"Is there anyone who wants to come up?"

No one from the bottom made a sound. I don't know if it was unwilling or thin-skinned, no one stood up.

"If you don't make a sound, I'll call someone up." Instructor Zhao glanced down, and his eyes fell on the boys in the back row, and he casually called someone up, "Just you, that classmate, come up Sing a song for everyone, or tell a story, come up with any unique skills, let us big guys see."

"I, I'll show you a unique skill." The boy's face was a bit thin, and when he stood on it and was watched by the whole class, his face turned red.

"Oh, there is really a unique skill, what unique skill?" Instructor Zhao was curious.

"That's right, that's right, I can touch my nose by wrapping my arms around it." The boy started to demonstrate as he spoke, moving his hand around behind him and touching his nose.

Many people below are imitating, and none of them can touch their nose with their hands from behind.

"Are you convinced?" Instructor Zhao tried it himself, but even he couldn't do it.

"Haha, I'm convinced." The people below laughed loudly. What others can do but they can't do is considered a unique skill for them.

The students who passed successfully sat down in their own seats, their faces were still red when they went down, wondering if they were too nervous just now.

"Is there anyone who wants to come up, if not, I will continue to count people."

Seeing that no one was willing to come up by himself, Instructor Zhao began to order people again. All the students below had a nervous expression on their faces, for fear that the instructor would call him the next one.

Seeing the instructor above staring at him, Qiao Minglang's heart skipped a beat.

"It's just you, the male student in the middle." The instructor above pointed at him, and Qiao Minglang knew that he couldn't escape.

The students in the class saw that their study committee member had been selected, and they all followed suit, and some students shouted, "Study committee member, sing us a song."

"Say, do you want to hear the study committee member of our class sing?"

"think--"

The following group of people dragged their voices for a long time, and they were all looking forward to hearing their study committee members sing.Zhou Xing, who was sitting in the back, was like everyone else, looking at their study committee members with interest, expecting the study committee members to sing to them.

"Sing, sing." Chen Junfei booed along with everyone, "We want to hear the study committee members sing."

Standing in front of his classmates, being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, and hearing everyone asking him to sing, Qiao Minglang knew that he would not be able to escape singing today.But let him sing, he really doesn't know what to sing.

"Have you decided what song to sing?" Instructor Zhao asked the student who had stood here for a long time without saying a word.

Qiao Minglang nodded when he met the instructor's eyes, and said, "Think it over."

He remembered a ballad, a ballad he had heard sung to bid farewell to his friends, and he learned a few words.

The boy's voice sounded low, he used an unknown dialect, long and lingering, whispering, as if he was talking to someone, expressing his heart.Even if they can't understand what the boy is singing, the listeners can still understand what the boy wants to express.

The students below all fell silent, listening to the boy singing.