Greenery on the back

Chapter 20 Returning to the Barracks
"How can I have that ability?" Yue Feng smiled, pretending to have nothing to do with himself, and continued to walk forward.

"You did it, don't try to lie to me!" Tang Chuan started to catch up.

On the court, the small-eyed fat teacher with his hands behind his back is directing the players to practice using the logo disc, while a slightly younger male teacher next to him is leading a few players to practice long passing.

Fatty teacher closed his eyes, recalled Yue Feng's pass just now, and thought to himself: "Observe and observe again, if he is a good seed, find a way to definitely draw him into the football team."

Yue and Tang came to the teaching building to report, and the class of each new student was announced on the big screen on the first floor.

"We are in the same class!" Tang Chuan looked at the list of freshmen in Class 2, Senior [-], and jumped up with Yue Feng in his arms.

After the excitement was over, Tang Chuan pointed to the big screen and said, "Why is Zhao Ruyi assigned to Class 4?"

Yue Feng was secretly happy that he could finally avoid Zhao Ruyi's problem.He followed Tang Chuan to the classroom with the sign of Class 2, where a female teacher in her early thirties was standing at the desk.

The female teacher's face was yellowish, her eyes were long and narrow, and she held a piece of A4 paper in her hand, and said to the two people who were entering the door: "Are you from class 2? Go get the school uniform and textbooks, sign here, and then find a place to go first." sit down."

The female teacher's thin lips moved up and down, revealing a row of uneven teeth.

More than half of the students were already sitting on the seats in the classroom.Tang Chuan glanced at the students in Class 2, his eyes suddenly lit up, he tugged at Yue Feng who was wearing his school uniform, and said in a low voice, "Who do you think that is?"

"It's her?" Yue Feng caught sight of the girl with "tenth grade in oil painting and tenth grade in piano" that he saw on the playground just now.

"Fate! My chance has come, hehe! You are not allowed to compete with me, you already have Zhao Rui." Tang Chuan poked Yue Feng vigorously.

"Snatching a woman with you little boy?" Yue Feng secretly laughed in his heart, he could be Tang Chuan's uncle at his real age.

Facing the freshmen, the head teacher shook his spirits and delivered a speech at the beginning of the term, his words were full of chicken blood.Finally, he said: "Military training will start next Monday, everyone get ready."

What is "military training"?
Yue Feng looked at Tang Chuan, only to see that the other party's face was full of sadness, like a beast about to be slaughtered.

"Why is there military training in high school!" Tang Chuan grieved, recalling the scene when he first entered junior high school, and complained.

In the barracks a few days later, when Yue Feng put on camouflage and stood side by side with a group of teenagers dressed in the same outfit, his fighting heart, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to start to wake up.

"I'm your instructor, and my surname is Cheng." The one who was shouting in front of the freshmen's military training team was a soldier in his early twenties with a shaved round inch.His skin was tanned, but his features were handsome.

Instructor Cheng was scanning the group of freshmen with his eyes, passing all the boys, but he deliberately spent more time looking at the girls.

"There are only three requirements for you. You are not allowed to be late, follow orders in all actions, and call for reports if something happens. Do you understand?" Instructor Cheng asked loudly.

"Understood!" The freshmen's answers were also very loud, and Yue Feng shouted with all his might.

"Okay, let's do the first training first, standing in a military posture!"

Although Yue Feng has never been in contact with modern military training, he was once a member of the Yue family's Beiwei army. Yue Fei's troops have always been well-trained and disciplined.

Moreover, he has many years of martial arts skills, so he can perform various movements with ease.

After a whole day, Tang Chuan and the boys around him were all complaining, but Yue Feng was the only one who seemed okay.

It was already dark at night, a group of boys were all lying on the simple beds, chatting about mobile games and bragging.

But usually this hour is when Yue Feng practices boxing.Yue Feng tidied up the bed, looked out of the window, and thought: "The lights are turned off at 10:30, and you can still play for an hour."

He sneaked out of the dormitory, found a cypress forest, and practiced Yuejia Sanshou in the narrow space between the trees.

After practicing for about half an hour, Yue Feng suddenly heard footsteps not far away, he lowered his body and hid behind a tree, peeping out of the forest.

I saw two figures walking from the small path outside. They were tall, broad and broad, like people in a military camp.As they walked, they whispered something.

"In the class I took, there was a little girl who looked good..."

Yue Feng's ears were sharp, and he could tell that it was Instructor Cheng who was speaking.

"What does it look like? Shui Ling'er?" asked the person who walked with Instructor Cheng, who was also a military training instructor in his attire.

"Hey, you can squeeze water out of your cheeks, and you have a special temperament." Instructor Cheng's laughter was very obscene.

"There is also one in my class. She has a very good figure. You will not believe that she is just a 15-year-old girl." Another instructor was not to be outdone.

"In a few days, I will definitely ask for their numbers." Instructor Cheng shook his right hand, gesturing at the shape of the phone.

"Can they give it?"

"Have you been a white belt student these past few years? Those little girls are so fascinated by our skin?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that Sergeant Zhong, who retired last year, fell in love with a female college student he was leading."

"Look, I'll definitely take down that little beauty in our class! Hehe." Cheng and the instructor laughed while talking, and swaggered past the woods where Yue Feng was hiding.

"Why are these two people so obscene?" Yue Feng was furious.

The Yue family army has strict discipline, and has the reputation of "not demolishing houses to death from freezing, and not looting to death from starvation".These two people's words are not rude, how can they look like soldiers?It's like the small yamen in Bianliang city who ran amok back then.

Yue Feng went back to the dormitory full of displeasure, thinking that these two people had something wrong with them and they were not good birds.

During the whole training process of the second day, Yue Feng looked at Instructor Cheng with a disdainful look.

Seeing Yue Feng looked at him with anger, Instructor Cheng felt strange: "This student must be sick, why is he looking at me like this? He looks like a mess."

So, when he was correcting the movement of the students walking in unison, he intentionally stopped in front of Yue Feng many times, and pressed him hard several times.

The scorching sun tortured the skin wantonly, and the sweat flowed from the dew into a stream, and finally converged into a torrential river.

"The familiar feeling is back." Yue Feng was very happy, as if he had returned to the battlefield where he was wearing heavy armor and holding a big gun, repeatedly charging and training.

After dinner in the evening, the freshmen returned to the playground and sat around the playground with a class as a unit holding a Maza stool.

Several instructors stood in front of their respective class teams and began to teach everyone to sing military songs.

Yue Feng learned it word by word. Although these songs were vulgar, they were easy to understand. Coupled with the sonorous and powerful melody, they were especially suitable for low-level soldiers to sing.

Yue Feng sang and sang, but his eyes began to moisten.

(End of this chapter)