Xiaobing Fang Heng

After Yang Yi posed several poses one after another, all the staff came up to call the curtain.

Everyone performed very happily, and the people who watched were also very happy. It really had a lively flavor.

After stepping off the stage, Yang Yi asked nervously, "How is it? Are you hooked?"

Immediately someone said, "It's too shocking."

"Unexpected."

"Yang Pai, your old sacrifice is too great."

"It's so touching."

"Ask for a relationship."

Yang Yi kicked at the buddy who was begging for a relationship, "Go find your mother!" Then he twisted his shoulders unnaturally, "Okay, change clothes quickly."

The finale program at the back was a dance, but the people in the third row made such a fuss, and the axis would definitely not be able to hold back. Yang Yi was harassed and pulled his skirt all the way through the auditorium, and he was so angry that he kicked others.

Fang Heng was right behind, laughing so hard, Yang Yi turned to stare at him, Fang Heng hastily sullen his face.

In the next classroom, when Fang Heng was struggling with how to deal with the paint on his body, Yue Zitong rushed in and howled loudly, "Brothers! This is so awesome!! Do you hear that?? The ceiling is going to be lifted!!"

Yang Yi had already taken off his skirt and was wearing his top. Hearing this, his hand was slapped, and he looked sideways, "It's just a memory for a lifetime."

Yue Zitong put away the smile on his face, touched the back of his head embarrassingly, and shouted at Fang Heng, "I'll help you deal with the paint, wait for me!"

Yang Yi snorted twice, found a piece of paper to wipe his lips, paused halfway through wiping his hands, and rushed towards Fang Heng aggressively.

Fang Heng was waiting for Yue Zitong, when he saw Yang Yi rushing over, he subconsciously tightened his coat.

"Damn it, be gentle!!" Yang Yi's action was almost violent. Fang Heng struggled a few times and couldn't hold back, so he let go of his hand.

Yang Yi took a closer look inside the clothes, and found that just as he thought, there was really blue paint on it, so his face became even darker, and he gritted his teeth and complained, "This is great. Throw it away." After speaking, his eyes shifted to Fang Heng's stomach, and he looked at it carefully.

Fang Heng felt a little awkward, and shrank back a little, his abdomen tensed subconsciously.

Yang Yi raised his hand to poke, Fang Heng tensed up again, so Yang Yi laughed and looked up at him, "Turn around and take a look? I didn't see it before."

What happened before was caused by the atmosphere of the scene. After stepping on the stage, Fang Heng couldn't make any publicity. Now he is still showing it to Yang Yi alone?How can it be! ?

Immediately Fang Heng turned to leave, but was grabbed by Yang Yi.

"Really, show me, just twice, everyone laughed like crazy at that time, I can't see anything from my position."

Fang Heng gritted his teeth and was about to start spraying, but saw Yang Yi's funny face after he had only wiped half of his lipstick, his head bumped into the previous scene, and he immediately laughed, "Okay, I will perform once you perform .”

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up wickedly, "What pose do you want?"

Fang Heng blinked, seeing that Yang Yi started to drop the limit again, he simply glanced at the white gauze skirt, "You have to wear it."

"I can do this too." Yang Yi gestured at his camouflage training uniform, "Anyway, everyone is here, so you can do whatever you want?"

"Okay, I'll dance for you in my clothes?"

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows, stroked his chin, and raised his hand to take off Fang Heng's clothes, "The performance is over now, and the property returns to its original owner."

Fang Heng bowed his waist and grabbed the clothes fiercely, yelling again and again, "Don't wear it like this, wait for me to change my clothes first, you are avenging your own private revenge!!" After yelling a few words, he suddenly stopped moving. Aren't they all men?Why are you acting like a little girl?He simply took off his clothes automatically, and said impatiently, "Here, I'm being stingy, isn't it just shirtless?"

Yang Yi pursed his lips and smiled, watching Fang Heng throw the windbreaker to him, the big blue face on his stomach shrugged, and then as Fang Heng turned around, the big blue face also smirked, constantly changing his expression, Weird but cute, he couldn't help but ask, "Who thought of this idea?"

Just as Fang Heng found his clothes, he turned his head when he heard the words, and the blue face on his stomach also revealed a curious eye in surprise, with three eyelashes curled up, "What?"

Yang Yi laughed "poof" and waved his hands again and again, "Put on clothes, don't catch cold."

Fang Heng touched his belly, "I originally designed an Indian costume, Indian dancers know it? But who can really do it? I made a calculation with the queen and changed it to this."

Yang Yi nodded clearly, and just about to ask why he was called Empress Yue Zitong, Hou Jue walked over, "Do you want to wait for you?"

Fang Heng waved his hand, "I still have to wash my stomach, and the queen will be moaning, or you go in first."

Hou Jue glanced at Yang Yi, raised the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help laughing, "Platoon leader, your mouth."

"?" Yang Yi came to his senses, and rubbed his sleeve twice fiercely, "Is it better?"

"It needs to be washed." Hou Jue suggested honestly.

"Okay." Yang Yi lifted his legs and walked out.

"I'll go to the toilet too." Hou Jue confessed and followed him out.

A dozen or so comrades-in-arms returned to the auditorium after changing their clothes. When there were not many left in the small classroom, the Empress finally arrived late. Fang Heng complained as soon as he saw anyone, "Do you dare to slow down?"

"Dare!" Yue Zitong threw a towel in his hand, "Is it easy for me to find warm water at this time? You wipe it first."

Fang Heng shook the towel, "You're looking for this?"

"There is also gasoline. That thing needs to be washed with gasoline, or let's go to the sink and forget it, and don't turn around and ignite spontaneously."

Fang Heng nodded immediately.

It happened that Hou Jue and Yang Yi were both there, so they all helped out. Fang Heng's belly was burning hot after tossing, but everyone was kind enough to help, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

After about 10 minutes, it was finally cleaned up. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Hou Jue complained, "You two? Paint on your body?"

Fang Heng raised his foot and kicked him, "What are you talking about? You are only two!! Otherwise, what do you say to paint?"

"Do you know the military camouflage camouflage paste?" Yang Yi interjected, "Don't play with big blue faces next time, just use green as the base, black and red are also available. But, speaking of it, where do you get this paint? here?"

Fang Heng looked at Yue Zitong, Yue Zitong was silent for two seconds, then smiled, "The camouflage paste is too greasy, what if your clothes get dirty? So I found some dry paint."

Yang Yi nodded, expressing his understanding. He knew Yue Zitong's resume, so he was a little uneasy when it was assigned to him at the beginning. It was only later that he took the reassurance pill, so it was obvious that Yue Zitong asked for the paint from his father.If you don't want to talk, forget it.

After Yue Zitong finished speaking, he took out a roll of clean towels from his bag and gave it to Fang Heng, "Let's wash off the gasoline a bit."

"Yeah." Fang Heng shrank his neck and nodded, his chest was burning hot, his back was icy cold, and his lower body was also chilly. He was afraid of getting his pants dirty, so he almost ran naked, so he left a pair of underwear to hide his shame, but today... It's really cold.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Yang Yi entered the conference room, and the three remaining brothers chatted while helping each other, recalling the excitement earlier.

The entire party between the Seventh Company and the Recruit Company lasted only half an hour. There was a changing of the guard at seven o'clock, and a group of people entered and exited the auditorium, waiting to watch the news broadcast later.

Watching the news broadcast is called cultural life in the army. Every day at seven o'clock, the squad leader organizes to watch it.

When Yang Yi came in, it was 10 minutes before the news broadcast started, and everyone was free, but as soon as he saw someone, he whistled.

Yang Yi didn't know what kind of face to put on, so he could only smile a little shyly. The commotion didn't subside until he was greeted by the company commander.

Jizhu Karma asked Yang Yi to sit beside him, and said with a smile, "Okay, you really dare to wear it."

Yang Yi smiled embarrassingly, "It's not... the team members are booing..."

"Don't feel ashamed?"

"To be honest, I have struggled, but when I think about these soldiers, they will be divided in half a month, and the feelings of the past two months will follow them."

"It's really going all out." Jizhu Karma smiled, "Okay, I will tell them to press down your photo, and make sure there is no picture for proof!"

Yang Yi's eyes lit up, "You are amazing."

"Okay, let's talk about it first, it's okay to make trouble in the company, but don't go out and embarrass me."

Yang Yi bent down, "You have taught me the lesson."

Jizhu Karma raised her eyebrows and stopped when she was about to speak. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and looked at it. As soon as her complexion changed, she immediately stood up and rushed out without even having time to say anything, as if she couldn't wait. On the way, I pressed the call button and put it on my ear.

Yang Yi was taken aback by the company commander's expression, secretly guessing if there was some sudden mission, and even absent-mindedly talking to Le Zhengdong.

After about five or six minutes, Jizhu Karma sat back. Yang Yi stared at it for two seconds, but didn't ask anything. It didn't look like the call from above. The company commander's face was very good, even a little spring breeze The feeling of brushing.

After Jizhu Karma sat down, he clasped the table thoughtfully. The rhythm was very fast, and a certain anxious emotion was conveyed. With the last touch, his fingers fell heavily on the table, and he turned to look at Yang Yi, "I remember you, Senior Lin. Is it? He has returned to China, and he will come over in two days, and then we will have a meal together."

"Okay!" Yang Yi replied after being stunned for a moment. To be honest, he was almost blinded by the smile on the company commander's face, and it took him half a second to realize who Senior Lin was.

Yang Yi's impression of Lin Feng was really deep, far deeper than the company commander's impression of him at the beginning. He was an absolute military talent and management talent. Until he graduated, the Kunming Army Academy's honor column had the most outstanding deeds. It is said that Fengyun seniors are a bit weak, and with this grade, even if they go to the National Defense University, which is full of talents, they will be at the top of the pyramid.

It's a pity that he was just a new student who just entered the school at that time, and he had no intersection with Lin Feng and Jizhu Karma's life at all. If he hadn't happened to be assigned to Jizhu Karma's company, there would have been almost no chance of seeing him again.

Yang Yi talked to Jizhu Karma about his impressions and views on Lin Feng. Jizhu Karma smiled happily, and the two words he said most were "back then". How he wanted to surpass Lin Feng, how he turned an enemy into a friend back then, and how he fought for himself back then, Yang Yi felt like a company commander's struggle history when he heard it.

At the end, Jizhu Karma said with a smile, "You look a bit like him to me. You are very sensible and mellow, but today you don't look like him anymore. Some of his airs will never let go."

Yang Yi rubbed the back of his head and smiled, not knowing what to say, in fact, it wasn’t that he wanted to be sensible and mellow, and often wanted to be self-willed, but he didn’t have the qualifications, if he didn’t think about anything before doing it, be more cautious , maybe people will be squeezed out of here in the next second.

The news broadcast is coming to an end, and basically the whole process is about reports about the people celebrating the New Year, as well as greetings from some heads of state to the Chinese New Year.

It was rare for Jizhu Karma to open the chatter box, Yang Yi naturally had to wait patiently, and racked his brains to talk about the topic, until finally Jizhu Karma was approached by Le Zhengdong to talk, Yang Yi was relieved.

It's not that he is not interested in this topic, but that Lin Feng is just a glimpse at the awarding ceremony and a photo on the honor column for him. He really couldn't give much response, so Jizhu Karma was called away Finally, Yang Yi simply got up and went to his platoon, chatting with the team members to relax his brain.

Compared with Yang Yi's natural integration, Fang Heng also made some unexpected breakthroughs here.

Maybe it's because everyone is happy during the Spring Festival, or maybe the previous performance was so funny that people weakened the bad impression of him, and some people will pick up what he said, and then talk, and the relationship will become closer .

It may be a bit grandstanding, but Fang Heng's active participation in group programs is also a performance of surrender that cannot be ignored. For most people, the matter has passed for so long, and it has long since faded away. The reason why they hugged Hou Jue and Yue Zitong so tightly that no one else could penetrate them.

Fang Heng seized the opportunity and never refused to come, and the atmosphere was always well adjusted.

After all, Fang Heng was not an introvert.

At 8 o'clock, with the cheerful and festive music playing, the Spring Festival Gala officially began. At this moment, the officers and soldiers who were still staying in the army clapped warm applause.

It is good for 200 people to watch the Spring Festival Gala together, it is lively and festive.

The not-so-funny performances will burst into laughter, the gorgeous scenery will be admired, and the familiar songs will be hummed softly by everyone, especially some skits about the army will make most people cry.

In the past, Fang Heng didn't like to watch these military skits because he couldn't empathize with them. But from this moment on, he finally understood why every skit had such programs, and his father liked to watch this kind of programs the most.

It turns out that only those who have been soldiers can understand the sadness in it, smile knowingly, and empathize with it...