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The third day of military training.

I have done nothing in the training for three days, except that I still stand in the military posture, and I don’t forget to toss during the lunch break, and I need to face surprise inspections.

The quilt should be folded into tofu cubes, with the opening facing the door and the four sides facing outward. The bed should be clean and tidy, and personal belongings should not be placed randomly.

In the dormitory, one person's quilt was not folded into tofu cubes, and the whole dormitory was fined to fold the quilt a hundred times.

The sanitation of the dormitory was not up to standard, and the dormitory members were punished to clean the recruits' public toilets for three days.

In the morning, the sun is shining.

Looking at the appearance of the recruits, they are much better than when they met on the first day.

The military posture is not something that can be practiced at a speed of one day, two days, ten days and half a month. It should be something that is engraved in the bones of a soldier.

"From today onwards, instead of standing in a military posture all day long, you should stand in a military posture for an hour before disbanding. If you don't stand well, the work of the cooks will be easier, and you don't have to prepare your dinner."

Jian Chengye looked at the rising sun: "The weather is good today, let's warm up by running two laps on the playground first, and I'm teaching you some basic steps of walking, running, and stepping."

Standing in the line, Yan Dong lowered his head and whispered, "With such a big sun, I'm sure to sweat after two laps. I'd rather stand in a military posture all day than run two laps."

Jian Chengye listened to some whispers in the team: "The army has its rules. If you have something to say, you can report it. After approval, you can express your opinion. Don't talk too much in it. All of you will be fined a circle."

Yan Dong felt someone pinch his left thigh.

His hands were strong, but the instructor was staring at them in front of him again, so he couldn't get angry, so he secretly pulled his trouser seam and said in a low voice, "Why did you pinch me?"

The man who pinched him said: "It's all because you complained quietly in the team, so that we all have to run a penalty lap with you. Are you disgusted that the [-] laps penalty last time was not enough? If so, don't get involved us."

Jian Chengye: "As long as there is any voice from below you, I will let you say enough. As for the number of laps you will be fined, there is no upper limit. Unfortunately, I just heard the voice again, and I will punish you for another lap."

Just as Yan Dong was about to reply, he didn't dare to raise his head when he heard the voice that was not angry and arrogant.

Feeling the instructor's sharp gaze, he quickly kept quiet and didn't reply.

Jian Chengye heard no voice below: "I have a requirement for you to run, not for speed, but to maintain the order of the team, how you look when you start, and what you look like when you come back. If someone wants to show off and prove that they run fast, the team will be scattered Now, I won’t punish one individually, but together, you are a whole! Also, when running, shout ‘one two one’, don’t shout until there is no sound behind, can you hear everything clearly?”

With one voice: "Listen clearly."

Jian Chengye: "Did you not wake up in the morning?"

He raised his voice and said, "Listen clearly."

Jian Chengye: "Start running."

As the team set off, Jian Chengye glanced at Fu Ze'an walking towards the playground from the corner of his eye, and waited for him to approach: "Why are you here?"

Fu Ze'an: "Look at the training of recruits."

Seeing the recruit who ran half a lap after a while: "Do you have any good seedlings you can look up to?"

Glancing around contemptuously: "Maybe in the future, but not now."

The team of recruits ran to the opposite side of the playground. One person in the team stepped on the heel of the military shoes of the person in front, and the person in front fell to the ground with a slap.

The playground is filled with sand and gravel, not a plastic runway, and there are many sharp stones on the surface.

Falling down so straight, the knee must have been seriously injured.

Seeing this, the team paused for a second, and Jian Chengye shouted: "An extra lap."

The recruits who fell quickly got up and did not fall behind.

The number of running circles gradually increased until the afternoon, and recruits could be seen running on the playground.

After training in the afternoon, Fu Ze'an came out of the infirmary with a white plastic bag in his hand.

Inadvertently saw a figure sitting on the steps of the playground, with his head bent and buried between his knees, shrinking into a small ball.

He didn't care about this kind of thing before, but now he is an instructor, and he has to care about every move of the recruits, including the state of mind.

Walking across from him, he asked softly, "What happened, can you tell me?"

Yan Dong sniffed, wiped away the tears on his face, saw his face clearly under the light of the setting sun, and quickly got up: "Instructor Fu."

Sit down beside him, patted the seat next to him: "Sit, why are you crying here alone."

Yan Dong: "Some small things happened during training today."

Fu Ze'an: "Since it's a trivial matter, it shouldn't be a problem to tell me."

Yan Dong: "During training this morning, I complained in a low voice. The instructor heard it, and they all had to run a lap. The person on the left pinched my thigh. I asked him why, and he said that I caused them all. He was punished to run away, and when eating in the cafeteria in the afternoon, he told people everywhere that everyone hates me now, and I am a drag."

As he spoke, his mood gradually sank.

Fu Ze'an chuckled: "Then are you willing to admit that you are a laggard?"

Yan Dongba said firmly in a high voice, "Of course I don't want to!"

No one in the world is willing to be a loser who drags his feet.

Fu Ze'an: "You can't imagine that when I was 18 years old, I was still a weak and sick child. At that time, let alone running on the playground, even if I was exposed to the sun for half an hour, I might faint from exhaustion. , I joined the army after I was 18 years old, and I have my own beliefs. For this belief, I have been working hard, including now, since I don’t want to be a hindrance, starting from tomorrow’s training, I will stick to it more and speak less. Your own strong man!"

His belief in the future is Jian Chengye. He once felt pain in his heart and thought of giving up, but he never gave up in action.

Yan Dong asked incredulously, "Can I really be a strong man?"

Fu Ze'an: "If you don't believe in yourself, no one will believe in you."

Yan Dong got up abruptly, stretched out four fingers to the clear sky, and shouted loudly: "I, Yan Dong, swear to the sky, starting from tomorrow's training, grit your teeth more, talk less, be your own strong man, Not only do I want to be my own strong man, I also want to protect others and be a strong man!"

After shouting loudly, it is much more comfortable.

The topic got farther and farther away, Yan Dong leaned into his ear, made sure that there was no one around the playground and whispered: "Instructor Fu told you a secret, you must not tell others."

Fu Ze'an: "Okay."

Yan Dong is still worried: "You swear, promise not to tell others, take the most poisonous kind of oath, otherwise I won't tell you."

Fu Ze'an: "I swear, if I tell this secret, I will never find a girlfriend for the rest of my life."

This oath is poisonous enough.

Yan Dong whispered: "My father was an excellent soldier. When I was young, he died in the battlefield. My mother often looked at the photos and missed my father. In the photos, my father was wearing a camouflage uniform with his waist straight. Since that day Since then, I swore that I would be an excellent soldier like him, but I was still a little short of the height of the army. When the height was measured during the physical examination, I sneaked on my toes while no one was paying attention, and I just reached it, so I was lucky. Entering here, I feel very lucky to be here, but everyone else is very good, I feel that I was lucky to come in to make up the number."

Fu Ze'an knew that this feeling was an inferiority complex from the bottom of his heart.

Just like when he was a child, he could only play the piano in the greenhouse, while other children could play basketball in the sun.

Fu Ze'an: "Since you are so lucky to enter here, it means that the god of luck is looking after you. If it were me, I would definitely tiptoe secretly during training with a sense of gratitude. Others can only look up to me." I."

Yan Dong didn't quite understand: "During training, why do you secretly tiptoe and put a height-enhancing insole in your shoes?"

Fu Ze'an was amused by him: "That's not what I mean, I mean, you can practice secretly while others can't see."

After the explanation, I suddenly understood the meaning.

Clapping and applauding, a four-character idiom blurted out: "The stupid bird flies first, so it's the same as the stupid bird flying first, right?"

Fu Ze'an: "Yes, I will report to the instructor about that person pinching you during training."

Yan Dong: "Thank you, Instructor Fu. Starting tomorrow, I know what I should do. In the future, there will be an excellent Yan Dong on the battlefield."

Brain made up in my mind.

Wearing a camouflage military uniform with a big red flower on his chest, he jumped out of an army green pickup truck. Neighbors and relatives stood by the side of the road to welcome him home, and his mother praised him in the middle.

Those who had bullied him in the past adored him immensely. Thinking of this picture, the corners of his mouth kept rising, and the four teeth that were originally exposed became eight.

After chatting for a while, they separated from Yan Dong.

He didn't go back to the dormitory directly, but went to the freshman dormitory. Most of the time he took a bath in the bathroom. I don't know if he is in the dormitory.

The dormitory door was left open and the lights were not turned on.

There were only two people in the six-person dormitory at this time, and one was wiping his hair by the window. Shen Yunfan seemed to have just taken a shower, and his hair hadn't dried yet. He was wearing a gray short-sleeved coat and folded his coat beside the bed.

Seeing him appearing at the door, he quickly stopped what he was doing: "Hello, Instructor Fu."

Fu Ze'an: "You are all busy with your own business. I have nothing to do here, so I will leave after I finish talking."

Each of them acted as if nothing had happened, and did what they were doing.

But it was somewhat different from before. The person by the window wiped his hair and kept looking at Fu Ze'an, wanting to see what he was doing in the dormitory.

The light was blocked by a figure, Shen Yunfan raised his head and said, "What's the matter, Instructor Fu?"

The plastic bag in Fu Ze'an's hand was placed beside his bed: "You fell during training in the morning. The high temperature in summer and training make you sweat easily, and the wound is prone to infection. The bag contains iodine complexed cotton swabs and gauze. Knowing the severity of the injury, I bought some anti-inflammatory drugs with detailed instructions for use."

Shen Yunfan: "Thank you."

Fu Ze'an: "You're welcome, take a good rest."

As soon as Fu Ze'an left, the boy who was wiping his hair immediately surrounded him: "Yun Fan, Instructor Fu is so kind to you, and he came to the dormitory to deliver medicine to you. Do you two know each other in private?"

Shen Yunfan opened the white plastic bag to check the medicine inside, and blushed immediately when he heard this: "Instructor Fu and I didn't know each other before, so don't talk nonsense."

He smiled and continued to brush his hair.

The person was still some distance away from the dormitory, but found that the lights in the dormitory were on.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The new barracks could enter his dormitory at will, and he was the only one.

In 001, they have many comrades in arms, but Jian Chengye is the only one who has a good relationship with him.

Every time they go out on a mission, they will be partners.

Fu Ze'an pushed open the door and saw Jian Chengye sitting on the chair at his desk, turned around and closed the door: "Get up, I'm going to write something."

Hearing this, Jian Chengye got up and gave up his desk position.

The heat of the chair can be felt through the fabric of the pants: "You made my chair hot."

Jian Chengye: "Don't sit if you don't like it, change to another chair."

Fu Ze'an: "There is only one chair in my dormitory."

The tall figure behind him perfectly blocked most of the light: "You blocked my light, I can't see, sit on my bed."

Jian Chengye sat on the edge of the bed with his legs spread apart, watching him write with a straight waist: "I just saw you come out of the infirmary and waited for you in the dormitory for nearly an hour. Where have you been? You don't look like you are sick. .”

He stopped the pen in his hand, turned his head and replied: "Shen Yunfan fell during training in the morning, I went to the infirmary to get some medicine and sent it to him."

Jian Chengye: "It's not a child in the lower grades. It's just that he fell and suffered a little heartache. He's not that delicate. There's no need for you, an instructor, to deliver medicine to their dormitory in person."

Fu Ze'an: "Small wounds can also affect training."

Jian Chengye: "You can take care of it as you like, I can't take care of you anyway, go to bed early."

Fu Ze'an: "I have something to tell you. I met Yan Dong in the playground this afternoon..."

He stated that he was pinched, and did not reveal a word about his little secret.

Jian Chengye: "I will handle it well."