Xiaobing Fang Heng

"Come from the womb."

"Fuck!" Fang Heng widened his eyes, raised his leg and kicked him, scolded and kicked, and laughed while kicking, "Are you kidding me? It's fun! Is it fun!!?"

Yue Zitong laughed more cheerfully than Fang Heng. His whole body was shaking with ashes. Fang Heng pushed him all the way to the corner, and finally kicked his ass firmly. split lung.

Fang Heng hastily withdrew his hands, patted his back for comfort.

Yue Zitong coughed for a while and looked up at him, her fair face was blushing, and her eye sockets were covered with a film of water, then she waved her hands to indicate that it was okay, and continued the previous topic, "I was forced to come here."

"Forcing?" Fang Heng paused slightly, "Is it different from me?"

"Of course." Yue Zitong looked at the sky and thought for a while, "No matter how bad it is, you still have a set procedure for the matchmaker's dowry, and I didn't know who I was going to marry until I got on the sedan chair."

Fang Heng's reaction was quick, he was stunned for half a second and immediately understood what Yue Zitong meant, and looked over in surprise, "You didn't even take part in the physical examination!?"

Yue Zitong grinned and shrugged.

Fang Heng put his hand on Yue Zitong's shoulder, pressed down, and the two of them squatted together again, "Didn't you say that your mother is an officer..." Halfway through the question, Fang Heng suddenly realized, "Where is your father?" ? What for?"

Yue Zitong covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "The political commissar of the regiment, of our regiment."

"Fuck!" Fang Heng yelled strangely, "Prince?"

"Hush!" Yue Zitong raised his fingers and blew, "My dad said that if he let his comrades know about this relationship, he would cut me off."

"Then you still tell me?"

"It's hard to hold back."

"You mean let me hold back?"

"no?"

"..." Fang Heng thought for a while, "It's fine, what's the benefit?"

"It's all good? You should be proud of it. You are the only one in the company who knows."

"You can't tell others, what's the point? What else can you do for me?"

Yue Zitong raised his eyebrows and smiled. Of course there are benefits, and it has already been done, but there is no need for Fang Heng to know.

But if he knew that he was unnecessary, Fang Heng didn't want to stay at all, and he might be speechless.

So there are good and bad things like misunderstanding, it just depends on what each other thinks.

Sometimes, beautiful misunderstandings are really hard to bear to smash.

Yue Zitong didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject, "Let's not talk about me first, let's talk about yours, I'm just going to wake you up by pulling out my old self, I have to hide and be a human being, let alone you , so take the matter of the recruit company as a lesson, just remember it, and when you get off the company, you have to think about it before you act. One place is a comrade-in-arms for two years.

Fang Heng was still pondering about Yue Zitong's background. After listening to this passage for a while, he got it into his head completely. He looked at him strangely, "Why are you so special to me? I have goosebumps."

"Why is it special? I'm nosy, okay?"

What can Fang Heng say?He could only nod hurriedly, "Yes, of course."

That night, Fang Heng lay on the bed and tossed and turned, not thinking whether what Yue Zitong said was right or wrong, but a kind of comparison.

When I was in school, it was one thing to have good academic performance, and another to be tough enough. Those "three-good students" who just knew how to bury their heads in their studies would take a detour when they saw them. They were really arrogant and glorious. Yes, but I seem to have wrongly imagined the situation of the troops.

Here, the most indispensable thing is tough people.

Most of the honest and obedient ones were admitted to the university and had another sky, but those like him were sent here in the end.

Now starting from scratch, no one is convinced. Only by showing your true skills can you get basic respect.

Fang Heng looked at the dark ceiling, hesitating and distressed.

low key?Or high-profile?

Go with the flow?Or rise to the challenge?

Learning from Yue Zitong?Or Hou Jue?

On this day, after training and cultural life ended, Yang Yi brought Fang Heng to the office for a heart-to-heart talk.

Yes, talk heart to heart.

Grassroots officers in the army, especially the platoon leader, can be said to be the closest leader to the soldiers. Training soldiers, caring about soldiers, and understanding soldiers are part of his job. 'Talking' requires patience.

Fang Heng's ideological education with the instructor is over, and now it's his turn to contact Fang Heng, strip away some incorrect ideas brought in from the outside, deeply instill the concept of the army, and narrow the distance between each other in the process of persuasion and persuasion.

It's a pity that the idea is good and the plan is right, but Fang Heng refuses to stick to it.

After Fang Heng entered the office, Yang Yi didn't know what the two of them were talking about, they just choked.

Yang Yi said nicely, "Look, the conflict between the two of us has been going on for so long, and I'm also looking into who did it. When I find out, it's my fault. You apologize."

"Okay, wait until we find out."

"But my work has to go on, and you can't bring emotional training, can you?"

"Where do you look at me with emotion? Am I not talking to you now? Are you looking at me with colored glasses?"

"Isn't your tone full of emotion?"

"That's how I talk, you know me? That's right, I don't blame you for not being observant enough."

Yang Yi let out a long breath, stared at Fang Heng for a while, nodded, took a book to read, and after hanging Fang Heng for a while, he saw the boy lowered his head and drew something on the book, his eyebrows beaming. , so Yang Yi leaned over to take a look, and said with a smile, "Is this a turtle? It looks like it."

Fang Heng squinted at him, "Steam the whole lamb."

"Cough!" Yang Yi woke up and realized that there were two horns growing on the tortoise's head. In fact...it's not his fault that he found it himself. , the head and limbs are all exposed, so simple and ugly that it looks like nothing, just glance at it, and don't think about it except the turtle.

Fang Heng pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes sparkled, with a bit of pride, it was Yang Yi who hit the muzzle of the gun himself, and he deserved it!

So, Yang Yi was a little angry again when he was provoked. He really didn't know why he had such a thing, and he didn't take the soft and the hard. If he knew the reason, no one would listen to him, and he didn't care at all!

The first "heart-to-heart talk" ended without a problem. Fang Heng won a small phased victory, and went back to the dormitory in shock. Hou Jue came up to him and asked how it was. Fang Heng made a V sign and grinned.

Hou Jue rubbed the back of Fang Heng's head and laughed too.

Hou Jue didn't want to judge whether Fang Heng's actions were wrong or right. For so many years of relationship, he definitely stood by Fang Heng's side.

He has a clearer view of the army than Fang Heng. With so many people, it is impossible to make good friends with everyone, let alone the recruit company. As long as things don't make a big difference, Fang Heng will never leave.

So what if the relationship between Fang Heng and Yang Pai froze?When I went back to the company, I couldn't see the two of them face to face, so why did I have to do things against my will.

Hou Jue likes Fang Heng like this. He has been like this since before, and he likes this frankness!

Dare to speak, dare to do, there is no habit of hiding anything, if you like it, you like it, if you don’t like it, you don’t like it, people who don’t know Fang Heng feel crazy, but this is Fang Heng, who lives willfully and never wants to be wronged Own.

Of course, Hou Jue's only worry was that his ability and personality did not match, at least in the army, there was some imbalance.

Hou Jue had a good talk with Fang Heng that night. Fang Heng frowned and kept silent. Hou Jue knew that Fang Heng had listened, so he stopped talking nonsense.

In any case, as a brother, if you need to be reminded, you should remind, if you need to support, you should support, you don't need to chirp too much, just click and stop, he believes that Fang Heng should know what to do.

So, Fang Heng found that people all over the world thought he was not good enough.

The company commander said he suspended the car.

The feces bowl in Yang Yi's hand was not on someone else's head, but on his head.

Yue Zitong felt that he was following Hou Juehu and pretending to be Huwei.

Hou Jue told him that the barracks relied on real skills.

It turned out that... in the eyes of everyone, he was just a grinning paper tiger.

Do not erupt in silence or die in silence.

Fang Heng was suffocated, the reality forced him to do it, and he had to give everyone a proof to prove Fang Heng's ability.

So, the next day, Fang Heng finally got serious about training. Even for the expectation of the company commander, to fight against Yang Yi, and to prove to the whole platoon, he didn't want to just fall down and never get up again.

It is not difficult to tell whether a person is serious or not.

The place where Yang Yi's eyes fell the most today was Fang Heng's body.

Looking at Fang Heng who was holding his arms under the horizontal bar and eager to try, Yang Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise.

This kid, why is it as if he has been beaten with chicken blood?

When I went out for exercises in the morning, I no longer rubbed against the end. Although I didn't say I was the vanguard, I was still in the middle of the team.The queue training in the morning was no longer provocative, even if I deliberately swayed in front of him twice, I still couldn't catch my eyes.Especially the physical training in the afternoon, one command and one movement, no cheating or cheating at all.

The question mark on Yang Yi's head, the feeling of being ignored made him feel a little lost and bored.

Fang Heng's side couldn't be said to have been beaten. In fact, he was very tired, very tired, but he was forced to retreat.

Fang Heng's physical fitness is not very good since he was a child, far worse than Hou Jue, and he lives a life of easygoing, how to live comfortably. After all, a month ago, he never thought that he would be forced to this level and be forced by everyone. Negative, this feeling really felt like he was crushed and crushed, every cell from bone to skin was hurting.

Training, training, retraining, I didn't find out until now why Hou Jue was talking about eating and sleeping all day long, and now after several days in a row, these things are all left in his head.

It wasn't until one day that the company commander called him to the office that he remembered what he seemed to have forgotten.

The company commander was sitting in front of the desk, bowing his head and writing something. He stood not far away, anxious, and forgot to promise the company commander.

After Jizhu Karma finished writing what she had started, she looked up at him, and asked straight to the point, "Have you found it?"

Fang Heng lowered his head and shook his head with a bitter face, "No."

Jizhu Karma wasn't surprised at all, he would be surprised if this kid could really find out who it was, but his face sank, "Since we can't find out, why didn't you go to your platoon leader? Getting emotional?"

"..." Fang Heng didn't speak, he was indeed in a mood, although he forgot because he was too tired, but from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to talk to Yang Yi.

Jizhu Karma lowered his head and wrote a few more words, and then said, "Run 10 laps on the playground, and disband after finishing the run. You don't need to report to me."

Fang Heng opened and closed his lips twice, bit his teeth, and squeezed out a "Yes!"