Xiaobing Fang Heng

"Brew!" The cooking squad came out and sat down, and the company commander stood up and shouted, but depending on the situation, he only said it to the recruits, and the veterans had already finished drinking and waited.

The recruits are still polite, they take turns with two screwdrivers one by one, and a very few of them can't wait to bite with their teeth, not at all like the chic and handsome veterans.

Fang Heng saw before that the veterans would either open the two bottle caps once they were snapped open, or use a lighter and chopsticks to open them. The company commander was even more handsome. Just like twisting it up, it opened easily, and Fang Heng's eyes sparkled enviously.

The two screwdriver wheels were slow, and some veterans couldn't wait, so they simply crossed the border to help. For a while, there was a muffled sound of 'bang bang' in the dining hall, one after another like a firecracker.

Seeing that Jizhu Karma was almost done, she stood in the middle with a wine bottle, and beside her was the instructor Le Zhengdong, who usually had a smile on his face.

Jizhu Karma looked around and said loudly, "This year's New Year is special, two years of military career may not meet new veterans sitting together to eat New Year's dinner, so our cooking team has worked hard, about 200 people, I borrowed a whole carload of plates, and this busy work lasted for a week, and with this heart in mind, I ate them all!"

"Annual summary, I finished talking about it the day before yesterday, so I won't talk nonsense today. For the New Year's Eve, it's all about being lively and happy!"

As soon as they heard that the meal was about to start, all the staff applauded cracklingly, ready to start.

Jizhu Karma panted heavily, and when the applause ended, he raised the wine bottle amid howls and said, "Of course, as an individual, I still have something to say, and I'm only in this company. Realizing that it took a lot to get the fit up until now, so thank you for being so supportive of my work."

Saying that, Jizhu Karma took a sip, and then raised the wine bottle to the recruits, "I'm glad that you have chosen to join the army. Men have to defend our country with guns. Maybe now you feel It's hard work, but sooner or later you will find that all of this is worth it, worth your own efforts, so I won't talk nonsense, let's all eat and drink well and have a good year!"

"Papa papa!" There was applause again.

What foodies like to hear most is no nonsense.

"Cough!" Jizhu Karma woke up and laughed unkindly, "I have nothing to say, but your music director hasn't said anything yet. What's the hurry? You just know how to eat!" Jizhu Karma pointed to a food that he couldn't wait to eat The buddy who wrapped a mouthful of food laughed.

Le Zhengdong shook his head and waved his hands, "Come on, what did I say? I talk the most on weekdays, so I won't talk about it today, lest you bother me. In a word, Happy New Year everyone!"

Jizhu Karma shouted, "Drink!"

"Oh~~"

Wolves howled everywhere, and all the staff stood up, shouting, "Happy New Year!" "Happy New Year, Company Commander!" "Happy New Year, Instructor!"

The sound of congratulations almost lifted the roof, and the old and new soldiers raised their heads to the beer bottles and drank boldly and handsomely.

Fang Heng was so excited by this atmosphere that he even got goosebumps. In his crooked eyes, starry eyes rolled around. He took a sip of cold beer, and the strong gas fermented and collided in his stomach. , as if even the sweat pores are stretched.

After drinking a third of the bottle in one go, the company commander asked everyone to sit down, and before sitting down, he said, "Everyone, let's eat, let's say yes first, don't come to toast, I can't drink well!"

This sentence is simply a target, just waiting for the bullet to shoot, it’s okay if you don’t mention it, someone passed by with a wine glass immediately.

Is Jizhu Karma good at drinking?

Of course good!

People who came down from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau drink liquor as water, how can any ethnic minority know how to drink?Who would believe it!

There was a long queue of people to toast, and Jizhu Karma was squeezed out for a few words. Naturally, he couldn't be too pretentious, and he simply refused to come. Anyway, the amount of beer in a bottle can really make people drunk?

Naturally, the company commander can't drink alcohol, the instructor can't drink, the officer must have a sober one, and when the newly appointed company commander needs to communicate with the soldiers, Le Zhengdong also voluntarily took up the responsibility.

Compared to the bustle of the veterans, the area of ​​recruits is like the reincarnation of hungry wolves. The dishes on the table are swept away, but most of them disappear in a few minutes.

When the meal was almost finished, Yue Zitong pulled Fang Heng and Hou Jue over to toast, and Yang Yi sent the first one away. Seeing the three of them coming together, he shook the wine bottle and opened his mouth first, "Don't talk nonsense, let's take care of you!" gone."

Yue Zitong took the initiative to bump the wine bottle, made a crisp sound, and said, "Not much nonsense, just thank the platoon leader for taking care of me for the past two and a half months, thank you."

Yang Yi grinned, raised his eyebrows and looked at Hou Jue and Fang Heng.

Hou Jue handed over the wine bottle sensiblely, "Thank you, platoon leader."

Fang Heng said, "Platoon leader, I'm sorry."

Yang Yi was clinking glasses with Hou Jue with a smile on his face. He was stunned for a moment and looked over inexplicably.

Fang Heng smiled sheepishly, touched the wine bottle, and said, "Happy New Year." After speaking, he raised his head and drank without waiting for Yang Yi's reaction.

Fang Heng's action made the scene a bit cold, Yang Yi could only speak hastily, "Happy New Year, do a good job tonight."

"En." The three of them responded at the same time, but Fang Heng smiled so that Yang Yi couldn't take his eyes back. His lips moistened with wine were bright and moist, and they were slightly raised upwards. His eyes were like moons, and he smiled shyly. Like the smile he pretended before, it was not the usual heartless laugh. Such a smile made Yang Yi really cute, so Yang Yi raised his hand and touched Fang Heng's head, "Okay, I have something to do." Come down and talk."

After returning, the three brothers toasted each other again, Fang Heng and Hou Jue drank upside down, Yue Zitong still had half a bottle, Fang Heng said that he was not easy to steal and play tricks, but Yue Zitong smiled and walked out.

Comparing the two sides, Fang Heng knew why Yue Zitong had such a good relationship with the people in the platoon.

When Yue Zitong came back 10 minutes later, the other two platoon leaders and everyone in the platoon gave a round of respect, and the wine bottle was finally empty.

Fang Heng jokingly said, "Okay, don't remind me, selfish!"

Yue Zitong laughed, "Don't take it to heart, the recruit company is over, I don't know what's going on, I'm obsessive-compulsive disorder, I'm used to it, it's not too late to build relationships after I get off the company, and..." Yue Zitong leaned forward and lowered The voice said, "It is because of the lack of wine that I dare to come like this."

Hou Jue pushed his head and smiled, "Well, I really want to test your drinking capacity when I find time."

"You will be disappointed." Yue Zitong said ambiguously, picked up his own bowl and smiled, "It's a good day, my brother is working hard outside, and there will be hot food to eat when he comes back."

A buddy at the same table laughed, "If they hadn't insisted on shouting, they wouldn't even leave food for you."

"Thank you." Yue Zitong lowered his head and planed the rice as he spoke.

For a dinner party, the cooking team tossed for a week, and when the time came, it took only 20 minutes to solve it. If it wasn't for the drinking, the whole team might be disbanded within 5 minutes.

Le Zhengdong saw that everyone had almost eaten, so he said loudly, "If you finish eating, you can leave first, and gather in the auditorium before 6 o'clock."

After receiving the amnesty order, the three of Fang Heng first asked Yang Yi for instructions, and then went back to prepare. Halfway on the way, Fang Heng turned his head once, just in time to see Yang Yixin walking towards the company commander with a bottle of beer, so He raised his eyebrows and turned his head.

At first, Fang Heng couldn't understand Yang Yi's flattery of the company commander, but he didn't know whether it was because of his changed mentality or because of Yue Zitong's behavior. He suddenly felt that this was actually quite normal. He prefers science between science and liberal arts. Whether he likes business relationships is just a person's attitude towards life. It doesn't mean that it is right, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Before leaving, Yue Zitong had already called all the comrades who were going to participate in the performance, so when they returned to the dormitory, they each got their own. Fang Heng hugged Yang Yi's windbreaker and asked, "Where's the platoon leader?"

"I'm here." Yue Zitong replied.

Fang Heng's eyes lit up, and he leaned over, "What is he wearing?"

"Women's clothing."

"Can I see it?"

Yue Zitong nodded and handed over the pocket. Fang Heng took it out and took a look. His mind flickered for a moment, and he pointed to the thing and asked, "How do you wear this? Once you wrap it up, you're done?"

"Can he wear the women's dress?" Yue Zitong laughed and waved his hands, "It's okay, leave it to me, I'm sure I'll surprise you when the time comes."

The corner of Fang Heng's mouth twitched, he looked at the white gauze in his hand and nodded, "I can imagine..."

"What? Are you mentally ill?"

As soon as Fang Heng turned his head, he saw Hou Jue, who was wearing an army uniform, standing behind him. His figure was straight, his shoulders were wide and his waist was tucked in. It was a bit dazzling, and immediately, Fang Heng gave a thumbs up, "Handsome! And energetic! Tsk, my lord, if you go out to seduce girls with this dress, you will be able to hook one by one!"

Fang Heng's rhetoric was too exaggerated, and instead of being true, Hou Jue simply looked at Yue Zitong.

Yue Zitong took two steps back, sized him up carefully, and nodded, "Handsome! Normal clothes are just for you."

Not far away, Wei Yayang, who was wearing a camouflage combat uniform, turned his head to take a look, and pursed his mouth.

Facts have proved that village officials are also officials, and it is necessary to have a good relationship with the organizers.

If it weren't for Yang Yi's decision on the candidate, maybe Yue Zitong would not let him participate at all. This is the only person who has drawn a clear line for Yue Zitong, a good old man, in the recruit company for two months.

After confirming that everyone was ready, Yue Zitong shouted and set off!

A total of [-] team members participated in the performance. Except for the four performers who put on their military uniforms in advance, the rest of them walked away with their strange clothes. After all, although it is the Spring Festival holiday, the discipline of the army is still in place. The only relaxation is that there are no two people. To form a line, of course, unless there is discipline in the battalion, not many people will form this line.

The auditorium of the company is a large classroom, which can accommodate up to 100 people. Many people came in early, and banners were hung on the stage, [20XX Annual Seventh Company Orientation Party and Recruit Company Orientation Party], below is a projection screen, which is The food programs of CCTV [-] will be broadcast, and the Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast after the party.

There were not many people sitting in the auditorium, and some people were busy moving stools to adjust the machine. Fang Heng and the others didn’t know what to do for a while after they came in, but it was definitely inappropriate to sit in a daze, so everyone went out again to find out Where to change clothes.

After the location was found, some people had finished changing their costumes. The time was getting closer and Yang Yi could not see anyone. Fang Heng asked Yue Zitong, "Did the platoon leader escape?"

"It's not that bad, is it?" Someone answered.

Yue Zitong was calm, and glanced at Fang Heng meaningfully, "It's okay, there are alternates."

Fang Heng's face darkened, he wrapped his windbreaker tightly and rushed out, "I'll find him."

"You go out like this and wait to be scolded?" Yue Zitong held him back and stared.

"Special circumstances, nothing will happen."

"What if?"

Fang Heng rolled his eyes, "You just want me to wear it, right? Okay, if he really dares to run, I will wear it!"

Yue Zitong's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Will he? If he doesn't keep his word, he will come even if he is killed."

"Tsk, I understand well enough."

Fang Heng sneered, "Don't I give myself some confidence? All right, let's wait a little longer, did you give me the tape?"

"Give it."

After finishing speaking, the two of them returned to the main team, and the cat continued to wait by the wall. More and more people came as the time approached. Everyone stopped to look around, and then went in with a smile.

As the party approached, Yang Yi and the company commander came in almost in a hurry, chatting and laughing all the way, and went straight into the venue. With the company commander around, no one dared to go up and ask, but fortunately, Yang Yi came out soon.

Yue Zitong glanced at Fang Heng with some regret, told everyone to go in and wait, and then dragged Yang Yi into the small classroom. Fang Heng wanted to see, but Yang Yi kicked him out. Yang Yi drank some wine , with high interest, before entering the door, he even shouted, "Wait, don't scare you!"

When Fang Heng and the others entered, the party had already started, and the company commander and the instructor were speaking on the stage again. Seeing their group of people in strange costumes come in, they stopped for a while, obviously they had a strong sense of presence.

Because some people had to stay on duty, there were not many people present, but there were still not enough seats, so the people near the door crowded together and gave them a few chairs.

When Fang Heng sat down, the company commander and the others had finished speaking, applause rang out, and the party officially began.

Of course, the party was a bit later, the company got together to have fun, warming up before the Spring Festival Gala, so even the announcer was a parallel importer, Fang Heng covered his mouth and said to Hou Jue, "Why don't the queen come here?" .”

Hou Jue shrugged, noncommittal.

The first program is the chorus of seven in a row and three rows, the Yellow River chorus defending the Yellow River.

Hou Jue listened halfway, and said close to Fang Heng's ear, "This is too much to deal with, don't you usually sing this?"

Fang Heng shrugged like him, "Don't you understand? Those who have divided the voices have at least practiced."

After singing a song, there was thunderous applause.

The announcer said that the next performance was Sanda, performed by Qilian and a row.

Fang Heng and Hou Jue looked at each other, and they didn't even have the energy to complain.

However, they are laymen, but the veterans still applaud. After all, some movements look simple, but in fact, only those who have practiced know the difficulty.

Seeing that he was bored, Fang Heng thought it would be better to watch American blockbusters and domestic martial arts, so he got up to find Yue Zitong and the others. Compared with watching these shows, he was more interested in Yang Yi's attire. Wearing a coat with a hat and bowing his head, he walked in, the white skirt underneath was faintly visible, and the skirt was blooming as he walked. Yang Yi's shy appearance, if not for Yue Zitong's company, he almost didn't recognize it.