Group shock attack.

A line of words popped up in almost everyone's head: How could it be you! ?

What about the physics teacher?What about the good boy?What about the backstage elements who brought pets into the base! ?

Who was the first to guess!

In the next hour, Instructor Wen gave them an in-depth science popularization of the culture of the Beihai base—don’t disobey the instructor, just do it if you don’t accept it, and do it until you are convinced.

This instructor Wen, adhering to the mysterious style of saying a few words as if he could earn two yuan more, picked ten "masters" to fight one by one.

Then, in the square field surrounded by groups, a veritable humiliation was staged.

At the beginning, everyone was afraid to speak, thinking whether the instructor had been humiliated in the morning and deliberately retaliating. After the beating, the blood was boiling, everyone was yelling, clapping their hands and stomping their feet, and the roof was about to be overturned.

The outstanding players were selected layer by layer. After all, they were not weak, and Wen Zheng played excitedly.This is much happier than the broken fighting arena opened in Baishuang, and you have to abuse hard food if you abuse it.

Amidst the noise, there was a quiet corner, which was where Xu Qian stood.

He stared at Wen Zheng's movements.

The moves are neat and clean, with a perfect balance of strength and agility.I saw that he kicked the ground sideways, leaped into the air, and used his own weight to twist the opponent's body and throw him on the ground, it looked like he was flying.

Xu Qian's physical training ability is average, and his eyesight is not very good. Even if he stares at the field without blinking, he can only see an afterimage in some movements.

What's even more frightening is that many people know the tricks and tricks, and everyone has learned the routines, but who can guarantee that they can engrave their body language and use it without thinking when they practice it?

You can just hear the instructor.

The ten people took turns, and Wen Zheng was sweating all over. He lifted his hem and wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, looked around and said, "Is there anyone else?"

"..." There is no big brother, don't read it, okay?Haven't you had fun yet?

Wen Zheng thought for a while and said, "If you don't have it, you have to have it."

Everyone: "???"

The domineering instructor had another refreshment, checked the last hour of the time, and took out a list.

This was provided to him by his teammate Wang Weina yesterday, who recorded the bottom [-] in the physical fitness test.

The people whose names were called came out anxiously one by one, and were asked by Wen Zheng to break up with him.Even the best players can't walk for 5 minutes under the instructor's hands, and those who are behind are even less confident.

Fighting requires momentum, and it is not completely related to physical fitness.A weak chicken like Yu Jin can become the king of passers-by in Bai Shuang's place after a little practice and explosion, which shows the importance of experience and momentum.

The so-called soft people are afraid of hard things, hard people are afraid of horizontal ones, and horizontal ones are afraid of death.Pay attention to experience and skills in the field, and no one will be desperate, but it is definitely not good to have weak legs before playing.

Even in a situation where you must lose, fighting spirit is a must, and this is what Wen Zheng wants to focus on.

However, the reality disappointed him. Among the 100 people, 95 of them were unable to make a decent counterattack at all.He came to No. 90 six from the bottom of the physical test.

Xu Qian bit his lower lip.

"Xu Qian, right?" Wen Zheng said suddenly.

He didn't look at the list, but really knew him, which was a treatment that was not available to the 95 people before.

Xu Qian froze for a moment, opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

Wen Zheng rolled his eyes: "Remember you, you did well in the exam, did you learn it before?... Don't be nervous, you bit your mouth."

Xu Qian didn't even know how he stood in the arena, he just forgot everything.

Those dark jealousies, apprehensions, and fears before were all forgotten in Wen Zheng's smiling eyes.

He is so handsome.

At this moment Xu Qian had a completely inappropriate thought.

...followed by a sharp pain.

The consequence of thinking wildly is being thrown to the ground by a standard over-the-shoulder fall.

"It's not a good habit to be distracted." Wen Zheng had a spotlight shining above his head, and Xu Qian couldn't see the other party's face clearly from Xu Qian's perspective.He sat up in embarrassment, igniting an unprecedented fighting spirit.

I don't want to lose.Even if it's impossible, I still don't want to lose!

The 23-year-old major, no matter how many excuses he makes, no matter how many trials he makes, he has to admit that he is very strong.

Then he can't relax, he can't let the gap widen!

Xu Qian made a standard starting gesture and rushed towards Wen Zheng with his own limit.Hey move, break move, you come and go, fight for a full 2 ​​minutes, Wen Zheng threw him out of the court.At this time Xu Qian found that he could no longer lift his arms.

"Not bad." Wen Zheng glanced at the list and returned to his indifference: "Next."

***

That night, the counselor came to the dormitory and announced an elimination list, 76 people.

He called everyone out from floor to floor, and tried to comfort them, and Balabala talked non-stop.

"Don't be discouraged, this decision will not waste your time... Although the content of this selection training is confidential, our instructors also have their considerations, that is to say..."

Zero Point Man listened in silence.He didn't even participate in combat training, and had already rested in the dormitory all afternoon.

"Counselor." He interrupted aloud, "I just want to know, is the instructor named Wen Zheng making this decision alone? Does he have the final say on our entire training?"

The counselor frowned in embarrassment, and the mother-in-law said: "What do you mean? Do you have a problem with our major? Your thinking is a bit dangerous blabla..."

"Okay, Xiao Zhou." Suddenly someone interrupted the counselor's eloquence, it was a calm male voice, rough and resolute, and it sounded like a high-level voice.

It was Luo Yu who came.

"I am the person in charge of training at the Beihai Base, Luo Yu. I will appoint your instructors, and I will also sign the decision to stay."

"You all used to be the best in the team, and you may have various dissatisfaction, but I'm here to tell you that the elimination is because you are not suitable, not because you are not outstanding."

Luo Yu is calm and awe-inspiring, which is the temperament of his age and experience.

At night, Xu Qian tossed and turned in bed, his eyes open.

Team Luo's words from before still echoed in his ears.

"The tasks faced by the remaining team members after selection and training are very difficult. Difficulty makes us cautious. Each of our courses examines whether you can develop the ability to undertake combat operations in a short period of time."

"And I have watched the videos of all your courses."

"Go back and think about it carefully, and don't feel inferior. My soldiers have experienced more than you, so they are naturally better than you."

……

"Sun Gaoda." Xu Qian jumped off the bed with red eyes and called his roommate with strong limbs and simple mind.

Luo Dui's words sounded simple, but when you think about it carefully, they have deep meaning.Especially about the difficult task, what experience is more than you, Xu Qian was so curious that he was about to explode, and couldn't help but want to discuss it with Sun Gaoda.

"Old Sun. Sun, Gao, Da!"

No movement.

Fall asleep so soon! ?Xu Qian was so angry that he ran to Sun Gaoda's bedside, and suddenly heard him mutter something.

Oh, it seems that I was thinking in a dream...

Xu Qian bent down, intending to listen to what he was talking about.

After a while, the vague dream said: "Sister Fairy..."

Xu Qian: "……………………"

***

Sister Fairy is busy steaming steamed buns.

As the training process progressed, more and more people were eliminated, but the remaining people were harmonious.On Wen Zheng's side, because they saw the strength of the opponent, all the men were convinced, and the dog-licking mode quickly swept through the team like a virus.

The days were getting better, Bei Sining started to have breakfast, lunch, dinner and sleep with Wen Zheng.Sometimes when I heard that my training had come to an end, and I didn't choose a training class, I would borrow the ingredients from the back kitchen to make a ball or something to add to the picky cat's meal.

Bei Sining is still waiting for the results of the discussion with the leaders of the base here. He has nothing to do every day, either reading Wen Zheng's books, or making steamed buns in the back kitchen.Later, when I learned that there was a little brother at this window who liked to see that gender was not important, people from all walks of life in the base came to visit and check in.

It's not that the great demon king has never eaten steamed buns, but he has never seen steamed buns being made.It was the first time I saw the process, and I was quickly attracted by the process of steamed buns expanding, and I was very happy.

When I go back at night, I have to show off to Wen Zhengxian: "Can you steam steamed buns?"

Wen Zheng said no, so he was very proud: "I will."

"...It's amazing." Wen Zheng praised without emotion.

Humans are so funny.When Bei Si Ning had this idea countless times, he suddenly found that his mood was very similar to when he just came down the mountain.

Seeing everything is new, wanting to learn everything, the teachers he invited all made him admire, the human fingers are flying, and the guqin can play such beautiful music.

Unfortunately, driven by such happiness, he lost his vigilance and lost in a mess.

As he poured the steamed buns out of the steamer, he thought, Yaozu would never fall off the same rock twice, although he decided to stay with this human being and build a good relationship, but this time it will definitely not be so easy I lost my sanity and sense of proportion.

He is brave!It's not like he won't learn a lesson!

Human beings just cook a little better, sometimes they like him a little too much, and they are a little too dependent... It is impossible for this kind of sugar-coated cannonball to erode his sanity!

"Ning Ning!" The aunt took the tray containing the steamed buns and called him, "I was going to call you just now, but the officer is looking for you!"

"Ah," Bei Sining was taken aback for a moment, "Okay, I'll go and have a look."

***

Zhang Jincheng smiled and asked Bei Sining to sit down.

"I'm sorry, there's no good tea in the office. I don't know what you like, so I didn't brew it. The hospitality is not good."

"It's okay." Bei Sining said, "Is there something you need to do with me? Or have you finally discussed it?"

Zhang Jincheng smiled: "Yes, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Our discussion involves many people, and we hold meetings continuously, because it is related to the survival of the world..."

He changed the subject, did not elaborate on this, but asked another question: "Supernatural power is a part that is not easy for us to supervise. Even in special times, we want to be responsible for ordinary people. But we uphold the friendly Attitude, I am very glad that you can stand on the side of human beings. I remember you said, is it for the sake of controversy?"

Bei Sining found that the big leader was really long-winded. After talking for a long time, he didn't know what he was talking about, and his brows became more and more frowned: "...Don't you know?"

"Can I ask, why for him? In our human relationship, the classification of intimacy is very important. I want to know, for you, is Wen Zheng a friend? An acquaintance? Or..."

"It's lovers." Bei Sining said firmly, "We want to get married."

Although the word was a bit of a mouthful, Zhang Jincheng understood it very quickly, his face was mixed with three points of surprise, two points of relief, and four points of relief.

He opened the drawer and pulled out an envelope.

"First of all, I want to admit my mistake." He said gently: "Opening private letters is strictly prohibited. According to the convention, this is a violation of human rights, privacy, and extremely bad behavior. But you have brought too much impact , and finally passed the first-level social relationship investigation order after intense discussions with the superiors. This includes opening this letter."

Bei Sining looked unhappy, but didn't say anything, and took the opened envelope from Zhang Jincheng.

"For this reason, I wrote a self-criticism, deducted a year's bonus, and suffered a lot...haha," Zhang Jincheng's glasses flashed: "This letter is for you, and I will hand it over to you now."

"Write it to me?" Bei Sining asked blankly, and was about to open the envelope, but Zhang Jincheng added: "This is a suicide note."

North Sining paused.

"Every soldier in the special forces must write such a letter before leaving. Wen Zheng wrote a total of two letters, the other one is for a friend named Deng Puyu, and this one is for you."

"When did you write it?" Bei Sining lowered his head.

"A month ago."

He remembered, when the anchor conference.

Bei Sining's tailbone went numb, and he suddenly felt that the letter weighed a thousand catties.

It wasn't until I couldn't drag it any longer that I slowly opened it and pulled out the letter paper.

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