Xiaobing Fang Heng

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the recruit company is approaching the end. The training has entered the review and consolidation stage. Except for the queue, it is still a queue, so Fang Heng quickly caught up with the progress.

Fang Heng is already familiar with the follow-up punishment of the fight, and Hou Jue is also in it, so it is not boring, but one of the parties is somewhat upset. Fang Heng and Hou Jue teamed up and ignored Wei Yayang. , I don't know if Wei Yayang can cover his bad breath during these hours, Hou Jue's back is even more poisonous, bad breath is the best medicine to cure bad mouth.

Yang Yi has been leading Yue Zitong in the past few days. After all, even if he cared that Fang Heng's handling was not objective and fair, this matter has passed, and all he can do is to learn from it. Otherwise, let this mentality continue to develop, and you may kick the iron plate at any time.

Fang Heng's inexplicable backstage, he still has a little mind, the typical psychology of a small person, can't be provoked, can I still hide it?

The military fashion show is not something like a professional model walking the stage. Yang Yi prepared the props and music, and then arranged the people participating in the performance into pairs.

But Yue Zitong is very concerned about this show. As a military man who has no chance to develop into the entertainment industry, he puts all his enthusiasm into it. After training, he grabs Yang Yi to discuss, and the annoying Yang Yi is annoying. He couldn't dodge, he couldn't dodge, so in the end, he simply detoured when he saw Yue Zitong from a distance.

This day I was hiding in a panic, so I rushed to the corner where Fang Heng was tidying up. When he saw the cat smoking there, Fang Heng stared at each other for a while, and Fang Heng hurriedly stomped out the cigarette. , stood up embarrassingly.

The recruits were not allowed to smoke. Yang Yi made it clear when the class meeting was held on the first day, but it turned out that someone actually shot at the muzzle, and it was Fang Heng again.

Yang Yi watched Fang Heng wake up and raised his throat, looked at the sky, and couldn't understand, saying that Fang Heng ignored him, why didn't this kid let him worry?It's all bumped into each other, so you can't pretend you didn't see it, right?

"Yo, where is the cat smoking?" Yang Yi raised his eyebrows, he couldn't make up his mind for a while, and his tone seemed a little strange.

Fang Heng twitched the corner of his mouth, and twisted the heel of Cigarette once again, and said with a smile, "It's the first time, didn't you just hit me?"

Yang Yi glanced at the ground, but it was quite clean, and went out with a 'hmm', which was a warning, before coming to the intersection, he said, "Snakes have been found in this place, don't stray here if you have nothing to do."

Fang Heng's hair stood on end, he glanced left and right, and walked out quickly.

Yang Yi turned around and waited for him with his hands behind his back, smiling and squinting his eyes, "Do you know how the recruits will be punished if they are caught smoking? The cigarettes will be broken and soaked in water for you to drink, or I will put a bucket in it for you to smoke slowly It’s enough, you can try it, if you are really not afraid, you can continue to smoke.”

The corner of Fang Heng's mouth twitched, he made a wrong foot, and walked out sullenly.

Yang Yi looked at Fang Heng's back and sighed, looked at the scene and saw Yue Zitong, so he walked out of the courtyard quickly.

It has been three days since Fang Heng came out of the confinement room. The relationship between the two has always been a little delicate. Fang Heng seemed to be a little afraid of him. The original provocative arrogance was no longer visible, and even reached the point where he did not face it unless necessary.

Logically speaking, this is fine, but Yang Yi felt awkward, and felt ashamed that he had made such a ruthless hand at the beginning, and forcibly tossed a kid like this. Even he was a little uneasy and couldn't bear the remarkable training results.

And Fang Heng was indeed taught to be honest.

Yang Yi's handling of this incident was accurate and ruthless, and Fang Heng, who was tossing around, completely lost his temper.

[-]. Yang Yi talked about Hou Jue. He, Fang Heng, did not care whether he stayed or left, but he could not let Hou Jue go. But once he caused trouble, Hou Jue would definitely help, so he could only accept his paws. .

[-]. The confinement room may not be a big deal to some people, but Fang Heng is enough to achieve the punishment effect. In the past few days, Fang Heng has been wondering if this is a prison?Prison is a familiar term, but it is unfamiliar and fearful to most people. Fang Heng has indeed thought about the possibility that if he continues to make trouble like this, he will be locked up in such an environment forever and lose his freedom in the future.

[-]. Every time he faces Yang Yi, he feels a little embarrassed. Perhaps it comes from the confinement room and the self-awareness of self-criticism. He really has something to do with the platoon leader. A man who can't even make basic promises has made him face to face. When facing Yang Yi, he lost his confidence.

In general, Fang Heng is still a child.

Therefore, Fang Heng had no intention of mending this relationship. When the recruit company ended, they might divide things up. Fang Heng even felt that he couldn't even keep this battalion, so he simply stayed away from it.

It's a pity that the military camp is a place that advocates unity. One is the platoon leader and the other is the soldiers under him.

As long as he is still his soldier for a day, there will be many places to adjust.

The weather on New Year's Eve was fine, the sun was shining brightly, the blue sky was washed with water, and the soldiers from the north sighed with emotion. This was their first Spring Festival without snow, and it was so fresh.

This morning, I cleaned up according to the rules. I washed it inside and out, and even used washing powder to wash the open space where I practiced on weekdays.At lunch in the cafeteria, Company Commander Zhuma gathered all the veterans and newcomers together for dinner. The dishes were rich, but there was no wine, and the atmosphere was a bit dull. Fang Hengli listened for a while before he realized that the highlight was tonight.

There was no training in the afternoon, so Yang Yi arranged for a few recruits who were not performing to help out in the auditorium, and then rehearsed in advance the program to be performed in the evening, joking while talking about the specific process of the party, and did not let them go until almost four o'clock.

Back in the dormitory, Yue Zitong took out a black bag from the cabinet, smiled slyly and hooked the other side's fingers, pulled it away, and said mysteriously, "It's for the platoon leader."

Fang Heng laughed, pointed to the cosmetics in his pocket and asked, "Where did you get it?"

"My mother, high-end goods."

Fang Heng pinched a tube of lipstick and asked, "Can he use it?"

"I don't know, when I get to the venue to draw for him, and everyone coaxes him together, he won't even be able to run away."

Fang Heng nodded cheerfully, and froze for two seconds, "Why don't we ask him first, so as not to make the atmosphere too stiff."

Yue Zitong was surprised, "Tsk, what? Are you Fang Heng? You won't be possessed?"

"?" Fang Heng frowned, hesitated for two seconds, and said awkwardly, "I just...let's ask first."

Yue Zitong didn't speak, put the cosmetics on the performance costume, thought for a while, and said, "Are you afraid of him?"

"Who's afraid of him!" Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, his tone raised eight degrees, and his expression was stern.

Yue Zitong smiled, "It's okay, just grasp the speed well, as long as it's not a matter of principle, the platoon leader is easy to talk about."

Fang Heng pursed his lips and did not speak.

"That's fine, why don't you take it in and ask him first?"

"Why do you want me to go?"

"Didn't you say you want to ask first?"

"You ask." Fang Heng's tone became a little impatient, he turned to look at his clothes, pinched the woolen windbreaker and asked, "Is this your father's?"

"The platoon leader."

"Huh? It looks quite expensive." Fang Heng flipped through the signboard and found a string of English words, which he didn't understand.

"I can't say it's good... The clothes fit well, and I haven't worn them a few times..." Yue Zitong paused and then laughed.

Fang Heng put on the clothes on his body, but it turned out to be like an adult wearing a child's clothes.Fang Heng tugged uncomfortably. Seeing Yue Zitong laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking, his face sank and he gritted his teeth, "He did it on purpose. He gave me such a dress because he wanted me to change it with him!"

What Fang Heng said was unintentional, but his words awakened the dreamer, Yue Zitong restrained his smile a little, stared at Fang Heng's face with probing eyes for a while, and suddenly passed the cosmetic bag over, "Why don't you try ?”

Fang Heng took a step back, "Go away, even if I wear underwear outside, I don't need that."

Yue Zitong posted it with a suppressed smile, "Really, why don't you try it? It's also hard for me to imagine the appearance of a platoon leader in women's clothing. I'm afraid I'll throw up my dinner, and there are already people wearing underwear, so it's not your turn." , or we can ask Hou Jue and the platoon leader and let them decide who is more suitable."

Fang Heng hadn't had time to express his regret that Superman and other offenders had been selected, but he was startled by Yue Zitong's last words, hugged his woolen trench coat tightly and stared round, "Ask me! "

"What?" A voice came from behind, Fang Heng turned his head and saw Yang Yi's face close at hand, Yang Yi repeated with a smile, "What's wrong with me?"

Fang Heng hurriedly turned his head and glared at Yue Zitong, who smiled strangely, "Platoon leader, what's the matter?"

"Well, I love my clothes. This is the most expensive one. Fang Heng, don't make it dirty, or you will be sold." After speaking, Yang Yi saw Fang Heng nodding repeatedly, and walked away After a few steps, I looked from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, and clicked, "I'm so blind, why do you wear my clothes like this?"

This is obviously an insult! !

The corners of Fang Heng's mouth twitched, and he smiled angrily, and said brightly, "Don't you always say you want to be weird? I'm fine, it's in line with the purpose of the show."

Yang Yi nodded, let out a long cry, and said with a concerned face, "But you are a little far away from being weird, my clothes are still suitable for me, I don't mind if we change them?" The big tail finally showed.

really……

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, "It's all for this sake, you still want to turn around? Can you have a lower limit?"

Yang Yi looked at the sky and asked innocently, "What is offline? Is it offline? I'll find it for you."

"..." The corners of Fang Heng's mouth twitched, and he hugged the windbreaker a little tighter, "Save the thread for yourself!" Turning around, he threw Yue Zitong's makeup bag to him, raised his eyebrows, "Do you want me to teach you? ?”

Yang Yi opened his pocket and took a look, his face froze, and then he laughed out of his dimples, and looked at Fang Heng meaningfully, "Have you used it?"

"You can try it if you've used it before." Fang Heng also laughed, his eyes curved like a moon.

Yang Yi lowered his head to look at the cosmetics again, and looked at Yue Zitong, "You are thoughtful." His tone was soft, but obviously threatening, he turned around and left after speaking, retreating temporarily and not wanting to be entangled, he had to make a good mental preparation .

"Satisfied." Yue Zitong patted Fang Heng's shoulder in disappointment, and chased after Yang Yi.

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and smiled, thought for a while, took off his coat, and followed.

In the office, Yang Yi was taking out his bag, holding powdered powder in one hand, mascara and lipstick in the other hand, looked and looked curiously, saw Yue Zitong coming over, and sneered, "You're so caring."

"Can you melt?" Yue Zitong supported the table with both hands, looked at Yang Yi's hands, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Yang Yi pointed at him with lipstick, held back for a long time and said, "Okay, I don't need your supervision, I'll be transformed when I arrive at the venue later."

Fang Heng stretched out his hand from behind Yue Zitong, took out the lipstick and twisted it away, "Platoon leader, do you want to set the makeup first? I'm looking forward to it."

"Expect to see me make a fool of yourself?"

"See how you fascinate us."

"..." Yang Yi was speechless, his eyes moved to Yue Zitong's face, "I kept the lipstick, you can take the rest back."

"?" Yue Zitong raised his eyebrows.

"Don't you know that a lipstick goes to the barracks? Why do you need so much?"

"What do you mean?" Fang Heng handed the lipstick back with curiosity on his face.

Yang Yi thought for a while, his eyes flashed mischievously, and Fang Heng smiled and said, "Turn around, I'll show you the drawing."

Fang Heng and Yue Zitong had some doubts about the character of their platoon leader, looked at Yang Yi several times with distrust, and then turned around slowly.

Fang Heng stared at the wall in a daze, and bumped into the picture of Yang Yi applying lipstick in his head, so he made up his mind to laugh first, Yue Zitong bumped into him, and silently asked him what?Fang Heng opened his mouth, and imitated the action of applying lipstick, circled around his mouth, and said, "Can you imagine?"

Yue Zitong held back a smile and shook his head, glanced back secretly, but Yang Yi was also standing with his back to them, "Don't turn back!" Yang Yi warned, there seemed to be eyes on the back of his head, Yue Zitong turned back hastily.

After a while, Fang Heng keenly heard the sound of footsteps and cloth rubbing behind him, and said with great interest, "Okay? Turn around..."

In the next second, the cheeks were pressed against by two big hands.

He used a lot of strength, fixed his face, squeezed, kneaded, and turned in circles.

Then, like a sudden attack, he pulled away like lightning.