Shenhao grew up from salted fish

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 115 The Insane Military Training

Shenhao started from salted fish to develop the frenzied military training in Chapter 115 of the main text volume Pengcheng University, male dormitory building, 404 dormitory.

"Why does the school have military training at this time, I still want to go home early for the New Year."

In dormitory 404, Liang Siyan slumped on a chair like a salted fish. In front of him were two sets of military training uniforms that had been issued in advance.

"If you don't do military training now, do you want to do military training in August? I'm afraid you haven't been suspicious of your life by the 35-degree weather in August."

Seeing Liang Siyan's dissatisfaction, Yu Jianhuan rolled his eyes angrily and complained.

"Jian Huan is right. Although the military training will delay the time to go home for the New Year, if the military training is in August, most of us will be burned into dogs, so you should be self-sufficient."

Yang Yu also comforted Liang Siyan, and then unpacked the general's training uniform, planning to do some laundry later.

"By the way, many people say that during military training, the soles of shoes need to be padded, is it true?"

This time it was Zeng Nan who spoke. He picked up the shoes on the ground and asked Yang Yu and the others.

"It depends on the situation. Not everyone needs to wear auntie towels. It depends on whether your feet sweat a lot. If your feet don't sweat a lot, you can put insoles. Do you need to buy auntie towels? After all, if you step on them after absorbing water There is a strange feeling of stepping on shit when you go up."

Yang Yu, who had previous experience in military training at a military training university, immediately responded.

There is still a big difference between military training in college and military training in middle school. To put it bluntly, military training in middle school is spent between eating, drinking, playing and playing around, which is of little significance.

But if you go to university, it will be completely different. In university military training, if you encounter a bad-tempered or rather stupid instructor, then congratulations, your military training difficulty has been raised to hell level.

"Is that so? Brother Yang, why do you know so well?"

Zeng Nan nodded, understood what Yang Yu meant, then took out his own pair of shoes, took out a pair of insoles from them, stuffed them into the military training shoes, and asked.

"I said, are you stupid? There are a lot of these experiences in the school forum. You can take it and see it when you have time."

"Demon Museum"

Yang Yu touched his nose and said casually.

After saying this, Yang Yu took the clothes to the laundry room to wash, and it took a few minutes to go back and forth.

When Yang Yu returned to the dormitory, the four people in the dormitory were chatting together again, as if they were holding an underground meeting.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Yang Yu, who just came back, asked curiously, and at the same time sat on the bed beside him.

"We just saw the latest news. The school is going to close the store and the canteen during the military training period, and the students have to rely on the students to solve all the food and drink..."

"What the hell? Is this information true and reliable?"

Hearing the other party's words, Yang Yu was stunned for a moment. Didn't it mean that the military training of Pengcheng University is the best among all the first-class universities in Yangzhou Province?

But what's the situation now?Enter hell mode at the beginning?

"Could it be that damn butterfly effect again?"

Yang Yu growled in his heart, and unconsciously stroked his forehead with his right hand. He felt his head hurt a little.

"The news is highly reliable. It is said that it was said by the vice principal himself."

Yu Jianhuan shrugged helplessly, dispelling Yang Yu's thoughts of luck.

"Damn, this shit is not a human life."

Hearing Yu Jianhuan's confirmation, Yang Yu immediately jumped up.

He paced back and forth in the dormitory, then clenched his right fist and hit the palm of his left hand, making up his mind.

"Regardless of whether the news is true or not, we all need to make preparations in advance. The word "be prepared" is not just for words. You should go out and collect some supplies now, buy some self-heating rice, instant noodles, etc., and put them away. In the dormitory, let me think about other plans."

Regardless of whether the news is true or not, Yang Yu must be prepared.

Of course, it’s not that they don’t know how to cook. In fact, people in dormitory 404 can cook, but no one wants to spend time cooking after a day of standing in military posture and running on the playground.

If you have to cook by yourself under such circumstances, it will be a kind of torture.

Hearing Yang Yu's words, the other people in the dormitory also thought it made sense and didn't make any comments. It's better to be prepared.

Ever since, they simply put on their clothes and went out.

As for Yang Yu, after pondering for a moment, he took out his mobile phone and called Li Linglin.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

The other end of the phone was answered almost instantly, and the blind tone didn't ring a lot before Yang Yu heard Li Linglin's voice.

"Well, there are important things for you to do now, and this matter is related to the comfort of my future military training..."

Yang Yu told Li Linglin about the arrangement made by the school, and at the same time expressed his request.

"If you really operate like this in the next few days, you will have a drone to deliver meals directly to my dormitory at night."

He still has to participate in the military training. Although there are many ways for him to quit this Laoshizi's military training, it will also make him lose some good memories of Pengcheng University, which is not what he wants.

In the half a year since he got the system, he basically didn't exchange money for any privileges in school.

This is not because he is not willing to pay for one or two teaching buildings. His fundamental purpose is to experience college life again.

As for why you don't cook honestly according to the school's arrangement......

Yang Yu said that experiencing college life does not affect him to use his brain to enjoy life at all, does it?

"Does the drone deliver meals? It's not difficult, but are you sure that Pengcheng University is really that crazy?"

Li Linglin said that she couldn't understand the reason why the school did this. In her opinion, the fundamental purpose of the military training at the university was to make the students get a little tan, and it had no other effect.

It is nonsense to talk about class cohesion, to improve personal hard-working spirit and so on.

The military training of many universities is actually just a formality. It is really rare that Pengcheng University is so serious.

"I'm not sure if this is the case, but it's not wrong to make some preparations. I don't expect to be so tired that I have to cook by myself."

Yang Yu said to Li Linglin.

To be honest, with the system, if he doesn't want to cook, he can spend his whole life in a hotel outside without a meal, so the cooking skills that are very important to ordinary people are not so important to him.

Besides, he can cook too.

Chapter 116 Dao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall

Shenhao started to grow from salted fish. Chapter 116 of the main text volume, Dao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. Pengcheng University, many students who have heard the news, have already started going back and forth to buy supplies.

As for the supplies in the school store, they have long been sold out.

This scene made Yang Yu feel very familiar, and it was highly consistent with a scene in his memory many years later.

At around [-] o'clock that night, the four people in the dormitory returned to the dormitory with a lot of things, which could easily fill a bed.

After they returned to the dormitory, Yang Yu also told them that he had arranged for the drone, and said that he had multiple preparations on his side, and he would never let the brothers cook together.

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The rest of the people were also very happy about Yang Yu's arrangement.

Therefore, the people in the 404 dormitory simply sorted and sorted the supplies they bought, and went to bed early. After all, they still don't know what they will experience in the military training tomorrow.

Resting earlier to recover your physical strength can also better cope with the extreme fatigue that may occur tomorrow.

For their approach, Yang Yu didn't take it seriously, he was still an old god, holding a mobile phone and chatting with Fatty and Da Mimi who were filming on the set.

Ever since Yang Yu's Qingmu Investment invested [-] million yuan in Jiaxing Media at one time, many film and television projects of Jiaxing Media have started shooting in a hurry.

And Yang Yu also took this opportunity to pick a few TV dramas with good potential and arranged for a few artists to join them.

Among these TV series, Sansei III, which Fatty is currently filming, is included.

"How are the young actors in our company doing? Are their acting skills passable?"

Yang Yu typed on the mobile phone and asked Da Mi Mi.

Yang Yu does not shy away from these issues.

Under the leadership of Yang Yu, Qingmu Media's development philosophy has always been to win by quality, and artists who debut must have certain strengths.

There is still a huge gap between traffic stars and powerful stars. Yang Yu doesn't want his company to produce only traffic stars who can make money in a short time.

Because such a company is doomed to have no future, and its long-term development is also very difficult.

"Well, during the filming process these days, I have been paying attention to them. Among the newcomers in the entertainment industry today, they are already quite capable, whether it is micro-expression control, action language performance, or line skills. Excellent."

Da Mi Mi quickly replied to Yang Yu's message.

After reading the other party's information, Yang Yu's mouth curled into a satisfied smile. According to the current progress, whether it is in the music industry or in the film and television industry, his progress is still good.

He feels that it won't be long before his company will have its first second-tier star.

"Aren't you lying to me, are the artists in my company really that high?"

"It seems that you are not very satisfied with the newcomers in your company, why don't you give them to me?"

...........

A night of anticipation and apprehension passed.

The next day the sun rose as expected, and the familiar Sichuan-Chongqing version of thank you for your love in the 404 dormitory sounded again.

"Lao Yang, do you think I look handsome in this outfit?"

Looking at the mirror in the dormitory, Yu Jianhuan posed in a very stupid pose, and then asked Yang Yu who was eating a sandwich for breakfast.

Yang Yu looked up at Yu Jianhuan's appearance, and answered a word very perfunctorily.

"Ah."

"Old Yang, you said that we all live in the same dormitory, so why don't you answer me so perfunctorily?"

Seeing Yang Yu being so perfunctory, Yu Jianhuan couldn't help complaining.

"Isn't it right to be perfunctory? We are all men. If we are serious, we can only hear the sound of swords colliding. Only girls can make me feel the tenderness of iron swords."

Yang Yu didn't feel that he had hurt Yu Jianhuan's heart at all, and said solemnly.

"Fuck, you can drive on this broken road, I underestimated you."

Yu Jianhuan was speechless for a moment, sat beside Yang Yu, picked up his own breakfast and began to eat.

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At nine o'clock in the morning, the playground of Pengcheng University.

On this day when the seniors and seniors have all gone home to prepare for the New Year, a group of juniors and sisters gathered in the school playground. They were uniformly dressed and stood on the playground against the sun. Instructor's speech.

Yang Yu was not interested in these speeches, he mainly wanted to see if the school really planned to let the students cook for themselves.

Soon, Yang Yu got the answer he wanted.