Xiaobing Fang Heng

Fang Heng's injury was considered a training accident, and the leaders knew how to deal with it. The instructor came to visit the doctor the next day and said that he would be given three days off, and brought him a bag of walnut powder.

Fang Heng took it with a bright smile and kept thanking him, but when the instructor left, his face sank.

Looking at the description of the walnut powder, thousands of grass and mud horses roared past in my heart...

Walnut powder! ?Why don't you buy Melatonin for me! ! ? ?I have tinnitus! ! !It's not brain-dead, okay? ! ? ?

Fang Heng wandered back to the dormitory carrying the bag of walnut powder. The playground of the recruit company was still full of people. The voice in his ears was so shrill that he hardly slept last night.

Not to mention feeling uncomfortable, but also sleepy, dizzy, and feel like there is a plane flying overhead at any time, or the sound of a 'bang' gunshot.

And there is another pitfall, the eardrum of his right ear was damaged, causing him to lose his balance when walking, and he walked to the right unconsciously.

After only one day's work, Fang Heng felt that he was a little nervous, and something kept popping up in his head, which made him a little concerned.

During the treatment in the morning, the doctor said that Yang Yi visited him yesterday afternoon and asked about the way of auxiliary treatment, and then said that although Fang Heng's coma was partly caused by abnormal hearing, the main reason was that he had a problem with his psychological quality. The point to understand is that the excitement and nervousness before shooting made his nerves tense, and the nerves are more likely to be injured when he is suddenly frightened, so using brain massage to relax the nerves is also good.

The tinnitus made Fang Heng's thinking a little scattered and intermittent, but occasionally he remembered Yang Yi's concern, and he was somewhat moved. After all, when most people in the platoon rejected him, Yang Yi's actions were like sending charcoal in the snow. , My heart is a little warm.

Fang Heng leaned against the wall and went back to the dormitory. Before entering the door, he took another look at his row. Yang Yi was looking there with a questioning look in his eyes. Only then did Fang Heng realize that he hadn't reported the cancellation yet.

Just as Fang Heng was about to take a step, Yang Yi waved his hand and ushered him into the room, which meant he understood, so Fang Heng smiled and turned around.

He was a little awkward, he didn't know what kind of expression to put on, so he could only run away.

Back in the dormitory, Fang Heng went directly to bed, but couldn’t fall asleep because of tossing and turning. The liquid infused earlier had some sleep-promoting effects, which barely made up for the sleep he missed last night, but now he was awake again, so Fang Heng lay down for a while and simply got up and put on his clothes.

bored~~

After reading a book for a while, Fang Heng let out a long sigh, really boring~~

On weekdays, this time is spent training, like tossing and turning in the stove, wishing for a knife to fall from the sky, but once people are really free, they find that the feeling of counting the time is uncomfortable, coupled with physical discomfort, Fang Heng would rather stand in line outside.

So, Fang Heng went to the door to watch their training for a while, and then went back to the house and drew the design of the Spring Festival military camp fashion show in his notebook for a while, and the whole morning was considered to be wasted.

Hou Jue came to help him massage for a while before the lunch break at noon, and Yue Zitong watched curiously from the side, and was about to get started, and finally two people took turns.

Both of them were not very skilled, they were tossing him like an experiment. Fang Heng started to complain when he was upset, but the more he complained, the happier he was. Fang Heng laughed like that. There is a kind of association that I am regarded as some kind of creature, or that kind of small, fluffy, soft creature.

It wasn't until Yang Yi finally came to tell them to take a nap that Fang Heng escaped from the clutches.

Perhaps because this kind of massage was really effective, Fang Heng slept soundly at noon, and was not awakened by the voices in the dormitory until the lunch break was over.

Fang Heng hesitated for a while, but got up anyway.

Maybe it was a little unexpected, but when he woke up, most of his gazes were collected at the moment, and those people turned their gazes away when Fang Heng looked over sleepily.

After getting out of bed, Hou Jue came over buttoned up, "Do you want to train this afternoon?"

The voice was deliberately loud, Fang Heng heard it clearly, so he nodded, "boring!"

"Are you sure it's okay!?"

"Uncomfortable, I will ask for leave!"

"Yeah." Hou Jue nodded, "Weigh it yourself!"

"it is good!"

After the two yelled at each other, as soon as they came out from the middle of the bed frame, Yue Zitong and Shi Lei walked over from different directions. Yue Zitong looked at the current situation without speaking, and stood silently beside Hou Jue. Shi Lei asked with concern ,"fine?"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows. The other party's voice was too low, and it took him half a beat to react, "I'll talk about something."

"Yeah." Shi Lei nodded and smiled, this squad leader is quite competent and serious.

Of course, Yang Yi was a little surprised that Fang Heng would come out with him, but Yang Yi just took a deep look at Fang Heng and straddled his hands behind his back.

The physical training of the new barracks is very monotonous, but it is also practical and practical. Push-ups for arm strength, pull-ups for elbow and wrist strength, sit-ups for abdominal strength, leapfrog for leg strength, and running, which can be regarded as an overall coordination train.

Fang Heng also kept up with the main force in the previous training events, and there was a distraction that made his tinnitus seem to have weakened a lot. Tired and tired, but time passed quickly and was very steady. But when it comes time to run it's over.

Fang Heng gritted his teeth and persisted, but he turned to the right unknowingly, especially when he was in a straight line, he could go for two lanes. This situation not only made the people behind him confused, but also the corners of Yang Yi's mouth. Keep pumping, can't help laughing.

Fang Heng himself also found it awkward, so he simply stopped and asked Yang Yi for leave, thinking about this training and not doing it.

Yang Yi nodded, why not nod?In the morning, the trainer gave Fang Heng three days off. Now this training is extra, and he can't control whether Fang Heng comes or not. What's more, Fang Heng's running will affect other people. Since both parties are awkward, it's better not to run.

Fang Heng had nothing to do after asking for leave, so he stood two meters away from Yang Yi while wiping his sweat, occasionally glanced over, always remembered what the doctor said, and was not sure whether he should say thank you, so he just After being so awkward for a long time, I didn't move a single step.

Because Yang Yi came over.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yi raised his eyebrows to look at him. Before that, Fang Heng looked this way from time to time, as if he had something to say.

Fang Heng looked at his lips and shook his head.

"Oh." Yang Yi nodded, looked back and forth on Fang Heng's face, and stopped on the right ear, "This side is more seriously injured?" Seeing Fang Heng rubbing his ear and nodding, the visible auricle quickly filled up. There was blood, and it was blushing. Yang Yi squinted his eyes and drew forward a little bit, "Does massage help?"

"Yes." Fang Heng responded, hesitating for two seconds, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Yang Yi instantly looked away and fell on his face, looking suspiciously, "What?"

"Um... the doctor said you were the one who went there, so... um... thank you." As soon as Fang Heng finished speaking, the color of Fang Heng's face became the same as that of his ears.

Yang Yi's eyes twitched, he took half a step back, and said in a deep voice, "I should do it."

"So I say thank you."

Yang Yi saw Fang Heng's eyes staring straight at him, black and white, like black stones in mountain spring water, clear and pure, so Yang Yi subconsciously replied, "Actually, it's very good of you."

Yang Yi's voice was a little low, and he was talking to himself rather than talking to Fang Heng. Fang Heng had some difficulty understanding, so he could only look at Yang Yi stupidly.

Yang Yi raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes, and said with a smile, "I still owe you an apology. I'll tell you when your ears are better. As for that matter, it was found out, but some practical considerations are not correct. It is suitable for discussion on the table, I hope you will understand."

Fang Heng frowned, picked out his ears, and said impatiently, "Platoon leader, are you deliberately playing with me? Dare you speak louder?"

The smile on the corner of Yang Yi's mouth became thicker again, and he shook his head, "Don't dare!"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows.

Yang Yi sent the two of them away, turned around and walked to the runway.

Fang Heng stared at Yang Yi's back and began to grind his teeth, wishing he could kick him up.

It was fine at night, Fang Heng took the picture he drew in front of Yue Zitong, since it was a fashion show, but he also wanted to be funny and curious, Fang Heng's subordinates were very ruthless, dressed in red underwear and dressed as Superman, Xiao Shenyang followed behind during the performance The bastard with the bricks, the Indian Ah San surrounded by sheets, surprised Yue Zitong with a dozen or so ideas, and kept saying, Your Majesty, your body is so expensive that you still care about your ministers. Where is the concubine?The courtiers and concubines have nothing to repay but can only promise each other with their bodies.

Fang Heng grabbed his wrist and began to touch it, stroking the back of his hand one after another, and said lustfully, "Zi Tong, your hands are still so white? Then serve me with your hands today."

"Cough!" Hou Jue stared at Fang Heng and coughed loudly, with a warning in his eyes.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and handed him a wretched smile.

Yue Zitong simply looked over, smiled softly, raised his hand and rubbed the back of Fang Heng's neck, "No problem, the technique has definitely improved, do you want it now?"

Fang Heng was giving Hou Jue a wink, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head and asked, "What?"

Yue Zitong had a good temper, stood up and walked around behind Fang Heng and touched his head directly. The technique really improved a lot. Fang Heng closed his eyes in comfort and almost yelled.

Here Hou Jue watched silently, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. There was always a feeling that Fang Heng might find Yue Zitong. After this time, I hid from Fang Heng for a few days, but this kid just didn't take it to heart as if he went to the toilet.

Speaking of jealousy, Hou Jue thought it might be a little too much, but he really didn't like the relationship between Fang Heng and Yue Zitong, after all, that kind of behavior was already very private.Perhaps it was some kind of so-called desire for monopoly and cleanliness. He didn't want Fang Heng to make some simple things too complicated.

So, before going to bed, Hou Jue pulled Fang Heng out alone, and asked, "You won't go around talking about our affairs, right?" It was too dark outside, and Hou Jue's voice was lowered, Fang Heng was confused. Water, in the end, Hou Jue had no choice but to write in Fang Heng's palm.

Halfway through the writing, Fang Heng started laughing, and patted him on the back, "Don't worry, I won't do this with him if I don't know him well."

The corner of Hou Jue's mouth twitched, it wasn't a matter of familiarity, okay? ?But it is really difficult to communicate, so we can only temporarily put this matter on hold.

In the next few days, Fang Heng has been in a half-rest and half-training state. Although the tinnitus in the right ear is still there, the hearing in the left ear has recovered, so ordinary communication is no longer a problem.

Regarding Fang Heng's behavior this time, the platoon has different reactions, neutral ones will always be neutral, those who hate him even think he is fake, and those who are soft-hearted will look squarely at Fang Heng.

As a result, Fang Heng found that sometimes, some things can not be blamed on others, first have the foundation and then do things, is the foundation of a person.