Xiaobing Fang Heng

"Heh." Fang Heng sneered, "Ask me, isn't he your little Zhuaner, ask him?"

Yang Yi's face turned cold, "Don't play tricks with me here, do you do it or not, just a word!"

"You are the only one in this row. We are the fish on the chopping board. Whoever you want to cook or stew is up to you. Do you still want to ask me? If you can't do it, do a full row of push-ups. Anyway, it's just a sentence. matter."

Yang Yi pursed his lips and sneered, "You have a good mouth, as long as you can use your head as well as your mouth, answer me, did you do it!?"

Fang Heng smashed the jar, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth, "Yes! How do you drop it?"

Yang Yi nodded, put the self-criticism in Fang Heng's pocket, patted it, and said against his ear, "1000-word self-criticism, leave it to me tomorrow!"

After Yang Yi bumped his shoulder and left, Fang Heng began to pant heavily, and returned to the dormitory aggressively all the way, the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas, it was useless for the empress to come, and was finally dragged aside by the Sir.

The two of them were smoking in a remote corner outside the dormitory, and no one spoke, because Fang Heng was sulking, and Hou Jue didn't pry it open for a long time, so he could only accompany him silently.

After smoking one, Fang Heng asked for another one. Hou Jue didn't want to give it to him, but when he saw Fang Heng's angry face and urgently needed to vent, he handed it over and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

"Don't worry about it!" Fang Heng frowned impatiently.

"Yang Pai?" Hou Jue tentatively guessed, Fang Heng glanced at him, and Hou Jue knew right away.

Fang Heng obviously didn't want to see Yang Yi. Since he was injured yesterday, his complexion was not good, and he gritted his teeth from time to time. It is not impossible for the war to escalate today, but...

Hou Jue thought for a while, and said earnestly, "What's the benefit of having a fight with your boss? After all, if he gets angry again, he should take care of you or he has to take care of you. I'm not the one who suffers?"

"Why did Yang Yi have an affair with you? You speak for him?"

"Fuck!" Hou Jue was furious, "Spray after you see clearly!"

"You are the one who sprayed! Why are you talking so much nonsense? Leave the smoke, you go!"

Hou Jue got up and left without bothering to pay attention to him. With this indiscriminate attack state, he didn't want to get close.

"Smoke!" Fang Heng's voice came from behind.

Hou Jue turned a corner without turning his head.

Fang Heng stared at the place where Hou Jue disappeared, cursed, and sat down on the ground.

In December, it was winter, and the ground was icy cold, but Fang Heng's chest was burning, and he accused Yang Yi of "forcing a good woman into prostitution". Those crimes were like dried firewood stacked on top of the flames, getting higher and higher. Burn until you can't see anything.

He has never been so frustrated! !

Sitting until it was cold, Fang Heng wanted to smoke again, so he patted the money in his bag and went to the canteen.

Before arriving at the place, Fang Heng looked at the familiar figure in the distance. Fang Heng's feet quickened a little bit, stood in front of him, and called out to the figure, "Company Commander."

Jizhu Karma turned around, holding a bucket of Master Kang's Braised Beef Noodles with two ham sausages side by side in his hand, seeing the person who came with a slight smile, "Shopping?"

"Eh!? Hmm!" Fang Heng nodded, and went to the window to buy a bucket of instant noodles as well.

"Didn't eat at noon?"

"Well, why didn't the company commander eat it?"

"I went to the military area and just missed the meal time." Jizhu Karma laughed.

"The company commander is really hard." Fang Heng looked up at him slightly, grinned his teeth, and looked at the instant noodles, "Company commander, is there hot water in the dormitory? No, I'll call you."

"Yes." Jizhu Karma nodded, ready to leave, turned around after thinking for a while, "Eat less instant noodles, your training intensity is relatively high at this time, even if the food in the cafeteria is not to your taste, you have to force it .”

The smile on Fang Heng's face deepened a bit, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he nodded obediently, "Got it, company commander."

After Jizhu Karma left, Fang Heng even forgot to buy cigarettes. He walked back lightly and cheerfully in the afterglow of the setting sun, thinking about the words and words of the company commander before, and always felt that every time he saw the company commander, he was different. look like.

It turns out that the company commander also eats instant noodles~~

Entering the gate of the recruit company, I happened to watch Hou Jue go around the corner.

Fang Heng was in the right mood, so he yelled from afar.

Hou Jue stopped and turned around, holding a lunch box in his hand, but his eyes fell on Fang Heng's hand.

Walking up to him, Fang Heng shook the paper bucket in his hand, "I'll eat this today."

"Dinner is not bad, there is beef, you really don't want to eat it?"

"I'm in a good mood, I'll reward you." Fang Heng entered the room with instant noodles in his arms.

Hou Jue looked up at the sky, wondering what month it is?The weather changes.

However, the good mood only lasted for half an hour, and Fang Heng had the urge to throw the table when he remembered that there was still a 1000-word self-criticism.

However, it was finally written.

The theory against the will of the whole article is simply like snow in June. Fang Heng wrote it several times and wanted to tear up the paper, but unfortunately, he still gave birth to dystocia.

After handing in the self-criticism, Yang Yi didn't make things difficult for him anymore, but just pretended to be an instructor and talked for 10 minutes.

However, these two people, at least temporarily calmed down, although they could not even count as peaceful coexistence, they simply looked at each other coldly, and they barely made do with each other.

Of course, if things go on peacefully like this, this matter will gradually dissipate, and we can always find a way to get along with each other that suits each other.

It's a pity that Fang Heng has too many minor problems, and the training is not serious, and Yang Yi has responsibilities on his side, so he pays close attention to the training, and he is annoyed when he calls Fang Heng's name.

There are more and more bumps and bumps, and there are more and more troubles on Yang Yi's side.

In fact, at the beginning, even Yang Yi didn't confirm whether Fang Heng did it.

Yang Yi couldn't change the freshly washed clothes for a week, and couldn't do them all the time.

As soon as I came out of the toilet, I could step on a puddle of urine under my feet.

The collar of the clothes can be soaped, and it will be slippery when you sweat.

……

But there were so many such things, and because of the old Fang Heng's name, from uncertain to certain to certain, Yang Yi was really angry.

Two days later, Yang Yi saw that the buttons on his clothes had fallen off, a row had fallen off, and the ends of the threads were neatly cut, and he immediately thought of Fang Heng's head.

In the evening class meeting, after the monitor reported as usual, Yang Yi opened his mouth and called Fang Heng's name, "Fang Heng, do you have anything to say?"

Fang Heng glanced left and right, raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Yang Yi threw the clothes on Fang Heng's head, and asked, "How old are you this year? Are you still doing this, don't you feel ashamed?"

Fang Heng tore off his clothes and looked at him in bewilderment.

Yang Yi stood in front of Fang Heng, looked down at the people, and sneered in front of the whole platoon, "If you haven't been weaned, go home!"

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes, his face was condensed, "Speak clearly."

Seeing Fang Heng's innocent appearance, Yang Yi smiled speechlessly, "I've told you all the good things, and I've told you clearly, if you are dissatisfied, just say it to your face, is it interesting for you to engage in these tricks behind people's backs? Mother Just came to this set!"

"Say it again?" Fang Heng gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words.

Yang Yi snorted coldly, put down his words, turned around and left.

"Trash, come out and talk..."

The tone was too heavy, full of contempt, Fang Heng was stunned for half a second, picked up the bench under him and smashed it over, "Fuck!! You fucking say it again!?"

The hand was black, and the bench hit Yang Yi's head directly. Yang Yi never thought that Fang Heng would do it directly. Before he could dodge, he was smashed to the side of the head with a "boom", and staggered back After two steps, he was tripped by the person behind him and fell to the ground.

This manual movement was a bit abrupt, and the entire platoon took a second to react, and there was a lot of noise, and seven or eight people around him held Fang Heng down, and Fang Heng called out persistently, "You are a fucking platoon leader!" Didn’t you? Did you check you?? If you’re blind, go home and lie down!!”

Yang Yi covered his forehead and straightened up, narrowing his eyes dangerously. This smash also blew out his anger, which is better than limp and coquettish, so he shouted in a deep voice, "Fang Heng ,go out!"

Fang Heng was hugged by the lord, and stared at people with his neck straightened, looking extremely angry. Yang Yi poked at the most embarrassing place in every word, and said this kind of insult in front of so many people. Words are enough for him to be ruthless.

Yang Yi stared at Fang Heng, took off the hand covering his forehead and took a look, there was no bleeding, then stared back, "Ignore the relationship between superiors and subordinates, fight and fight, or write a self-criticism report to apologize, or get out of the army! "

"Writing about your sister!! Your family drives this army?? You're so fucking long, you shit!! You can't even speak, and your eyes are on your butt, right!? You fucking Wasn’t he wronged!!?”

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and stepped over, seeing the momentum, some people wanted to stop the platoon leader, and because the sentence of superior and inferior was nailed down, he hesitated for a while, Yang Yi stood in front of Fang Heng unimpeded all the way, deeply He took a few breaths and sneered, "I don't care how this happened, but it's your fault if you did it! You're quite sharp... Come out!" The last two words exploded, and Yang Yi left a word to disband, and turned around Just went out of the house.

Hou Jue lowered his head and was about to say something when Yang Yi shouted sharply from afar, "Fang Heng!"

Fang Heng struggled to break free from Hou Jue's grip, but was held back by Hou Jue again.

Hou Jue was very angry and said, "Are you crazy?"

Fang Heng was in a fit of anger, and felt a little refreshed. He hummed and sneered twice, "He recruited me first!"

Hou Jue glanced at Yang Yi, then stared at Fang Heng, his head was in a mess, but he was so anxious that he didn't know what to say, so Fang Heng raised his hand gracefully, broke away his arm, and walked out.

Yang Yi rubbed his head at the door and waited, taking a deep breath. He really didn't expect it. Most importantly, he was beaten by his own soldiers. Compared with pain, he was more angry.

Fang Heng went out, glared at Yang Yi aggressively, and spat, "You deserve it!"

Yang Yi's eyes twitched, he restrained his fists to greet Fang Heng's face, and kept telling himself that if you do something, you will lose. Take a deep breath and calm down, "Two things, if I misunderstood you, I Apologies, but I have to deal with this matter, right or wrong, you know in your heart, leave the 2000-word review to me tomorrow!"

"Why?" Fang Heng raised his chin and looked at him, "You are sure that I did this thing? Just say it in front of the whole platoon? You wrote the review to me, and I will write it to you. "

"..." Yang Yi narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you say it's fair every day? This is your fairness? If you don't apologize in front of the whole platoon, what I did was right!"

"..." Yang Yi was silent for two seconds, then suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Fang Heng's collar and dragged him away. Not far away, a distance of ten steps, before Fang Heng could think of anything, he was dragged away Arriving at the place where he, Yue Zitong, and Hou Jue used to hide and smoke, as soon as they got there, Yang Yi threw Fang Heng onto the wall, twisted his hands hard, a standard capture action, and pressed his elbow on Fang Heng's neck. With a threatening voice, "Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Fang Heng twisted twice, but he couldn't get it out. His side face was firmly pressed against the wall, and the rough wall rubbed against his cheek with the cold temperature. Gradually, his head began to wake up.

Yang Yi took another step forward, with an air of threatening, Fang Heng felt the pain of his wrist being pinched, and dared not struggle any more.

Yang Yi looked at Fang Heng's trembling eyelashes and put them close to his ears, his voice sank a bit, "Whether you like to write the review or not, I don't care about the form. After all, you are still my soldier. Let's play slowly and see who can play better!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Yi pushed vigorously, let go of his hand, and then patted Fang Heng's face frivolously, the dimples at the corners of his mouth looming, "Wait, don't run away."