Xiaobing Fang Heng

On the way, Fang Heng saw Yang Yi walking towards him from a distance.

Today is company training during the day, and the company commander is in charge. Yang Yigui is practicing physical fitness and leading training together among the veterans.

When people approached, Yang Yi opened his mouth and asked, "Where's the company commander?"

"I don't know, let's go."

Yang Yi nodded, his eyes fell on Fang Heng's lap, "I saw it, what's going on today? You can't jump up at that height?"

"I'm tired." Fang Heng was so tired that he didn't even want to say anything, and walked back around Yang Yi.

"Hey, wait a minute." Yang Yi called to stop him, "I'll get you something, you go to the bathroom and wait for me, it seems that your muscles are tense like this, just take a hot bath."

"I haven't eaten yet..."

"I'll have someone call you back, you go first." After speaking, Yang Yi walked back quickly, Fang Heng stared at Yang Yi's back for a while, and slowly moved towards the bathhouse like a wandering soul .

When Fang Heng arrived at the bathhouse, he just took off his clothes when Yang Yi came in with a bag in his hand. He handed it to him and ordered, "Boil the water to make it hot, put it in places that are uncomfortable. This is sugar salt water, Wu Di asked me to bring it here, drink it before going in."

"Thank you." Fang Heng said thank you in a sluggish way. Rather than taking a bath, he wanted to find a place to sit down. It would be best to lie flat and not move, but he also knew that a hot bath is the best thing to relieve fatigue. If you really want to be more comfortable, you have to rush.

Yang Yi watched him finish drinking the water, took the cup, bent down and pinched his leg, and said 'tsk', "Tight so tight? I must have cramps in the middle of the night, go for a rush, especially the legs superior."

Fang Heng nodded.

At this point, the bathhouse was only open, most people were eating, and there were many vacancies, Fang Heng picked the nearest water pipe and stood in, the water rushed to his body, that feeling was so comfortable, not to mention this Covered with sweat, the place where the hot water flowed was numb and itchy.

"Is it comfortable?" Fang Heng opened his eyes and turned his head to look over. Yang Yi was next door, holding the water pipe switch with one hand, and looked at him with a smile. His body was still dry. Seeing him looking over, he said again, " When you’re tired from practicing, just take a shower, find someone to help you massage, there’s no other way, just stick to it for a week.”

Fang Heng nodded, closed his eyes and continued to flush the water. After enjoying it for a while, he picked up the water and washed his face. The remaining water could taste the bitter and salty taste. His body was covered with salt particles. It was clean, it felt like it had been squeezed out of the plastic wrap, and my spirit improved a lot, so I turned to look at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was washing his hair, his face was full of soap scum, his chin was raised high, revealing his beautifully curved neck, his fingers were running through his hair, looking comfortable.Fang Heng grabbed the edge of the stage with one hand and asked, "Platoon leader, do you want to practice tonight?"

Yang Yi wiped his face, opened his moistened eyes, and looked over with dark and shiny eyes, "Looking at you, you know that most people have reached their limit. Combine work and rest, and teach you to sing military songs at night."

"Eh!?"

"You don't think it's the songs of the recruit company, do you? They are all familiar old songs. In the evening, you will sing even songs, and some new songs that have come out in the past few years. Relax, when the time comes, the veterans will come over and have a good time. .”

Fang Heng laughed as if he was relieved, nodded hurriedly, as long as he didn't practice, he couldn't bear it anymore, but after a while, he suddenly remembered the company commander's order, struggled secretly, and said the words up.

"The company commander asked me to stretch the muscles for you?" Yang Yi was stunned, thought for a while, and nodded, "Okay, half an hour will be enough, there is time."

The corner of Fang Heng's mouth twitched, "No, you know I don't have a ligament problem, but I'm tired, so you can tell the company commander later what's the matter?"

"How can I do that?" Yang Yi's eyes widened immediately, and after staring for a while, his eyes were bent down, revealing dimples, "I am the most obedient person."

"..."

After taking a shower, Fang Heng followed Yang Yi to the training ground dejectedly. This training ground was outside and joined with the playground in the camp. It was rectangular and exaggerated in length, about 200 meters. Training equipment such as rope ladders has a huge green roof on it, which is specially built to block the sun's rays and to prevent training in rainy days.

After arriving at the place, Yang Yi first turned on a light, which illuminated a range of about 30 to [-] meters, then asked the guard to get the key to open the warehouse, dragged a cushion out, and asked Fang Heng to sit on it and press it, and he himself would occasionally Press in the back and pull in the front.

Fang Heng's eyes were red again, and he said eagerly, "Platoon leader, I haven't eaten yet..."

"I didn't eat either." Yang Yi sat opposite him, with his feet bent against his soles, holding his wrist, and pulling it every second or two. After Fang Heng sat up again, he handed him a Unhappy eyes passed over, "It's all overwhelmed, what are you doing? You are hungry!?" It means that I haven't eaten yet, and I am practicing with you. Why are you complaining?

Fang Heng sucked his nose and it hurt so much that he couldn't control not only his tears but also his snot, so he could only try his best to restrain himself, not to make himself too ugly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Almost um..." Yang Yishuang As soon as his legs were exerted, he fell back. Fang Heng let out a muffled groan and was speechless.

Looking at Fang Heng who straightened up again with a flushed face, Yang Yi grinned and persuaded, "The foundation is the most important. Now that you have practiced well, you will be able to do any movements with ease in the future."

"..." Fang Heng sniffed again, turned his head to the side sullenly, and muttered to himself, I don't even want to listen to you fucking talking about flowers! !

Yang Yi's stomach hurts seeing Fang Heng laughing like this, and he still has to hold his face sullenly, thinking to himself, is it easy for me?

Really, Fang Heng cried when others suppressed him, so I really don't understand. Why does this kid want to be used more and more the more he cries?It's like a natural masochist.

Yang Yi thought for a while, then let go, "Take a break for 2 minutes, and turn your shoulders later."

Fang Heng hurriedly retracted his legs and began to pound. It took him a while to react, and he yelled dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you just say that you only stretched your legs!?"

"Have you ever seen Lajin only stretching the lower body? Are you going to practice the whole set?" Yang Yi jumped up and tapped Fang Heng's leg with his toes, "Get up, walk around and relax."

Fang Heng stood up slowly, and when he looked up, he saw Yang Yi lifting one leg onto the iron rod. The height of the bar was almost at the level of his chest. When you have reached this height, your legs are no longer bent, and if you can press down, you have graduated, do you want to try it?"

Fang Heng didn't want to move, so he squinted at him, hunched his hips and swayed his legs on the spot, then turned his head and saw Yang Yi was still waiting there, so he reluctantly walked over.As soon as he climbed up, Yang Yi stared at his bent legs and smiled. Fang Heng pursed his lips and wanted to take it back, but was interrupted by Yang Yi raising his hand.

I saw Yang Yi walk over, put his feet on Fang Heng's toes, and then supported his back with one hand, pressed the legs on the shelf, and pressed Fang Heng's body forward.

Fang Heng took a breath, the familiar tearing pain came again, subconsciously, the legs supporting the body bent again.

Yang Yi looked down and raised his eyebrows, "Hey, let me tell you, can't you just grit your teeth and persevere? You will soften when it hurts, right?"

Fang Heng raised his head and pursed his lips, looking at him pitifully.

Yang Yi stopped talking, and even took a step back, frowned and turned his head to the side, and after two seconds, he glanced at Fang Heng again, and roared in a blunt tone, "Why are you still staying there? Let go of your shoulders by yourself. Why don't you go back to eat."

"..." Fang Heng pursed his lips, slowly retracted his legs, and loosened his shoulders.

Behind him, Yang Yi stared at Fang Heng's figure, his eyes were almost cannibalistic, and finally took two long breaths before turning around and looking outside the playground.

It was already dark, and there was darkness in front of my eyes. The lights in the dormitory were scattered, and there was a shining star at the end of my field of vision, the first morning star that always appeared.

Yang Yi raised his hand to touch his neck, and twisted it twice in a 'click', the skin under the palm of his hand was hot, and he seemed to be able to smell the refreshing smell after bathing in his nose, which was moist and soft. , sweet and greasy, different.

"Platoon leader..."

Yang Yi turned his head, and Fang Heng stood under the dim light, hugging his shoulders and twisting his waist, his figure was thin, and the whole body looked very small, the hair on his head was fluffy, surrounded by the light, giving him a very soft feeling .

"All right?"

"Ok?"

"Really loose?"

"Ah."

"Then go squat on the mat, or kneel if you're afraid you won't be able to stand it."

The corners of Fang Heng's eyes twitched, he walked to the mat and squatted down, turning his arms back, waiting for Yang Yi to press.

On weekdays, these movements are practiced with comrades-in-arms. Everyone has a sense of proportion, and they let go as soon as they groan. The intensity is completely different from that of Yang Yi.

The wrists of both hands were firmly grasped, and they were crossed behind their backs. Fang Heng held his breath and basically knelt on the mat. Fang Heng let out a muffled snort, and Yang Yi said calmly, "Have you reached the limit?"

"Uh..." Fang Heng snorted.

"It's still a long way off."

"Uh uh..."

"Call at the limit."

"Uh..." Fang Heng fell forward in pain and completely knelt down, bowed like a shrimp. Yang Yi used all his strength to straighten Fang Heng. When Fang Heng raised his head, he finally couldn't help it, "Ah "Ah", Yang Yi let go, and Fang Heng hugged his shoulders and curled up on the mat, gasping for breath.

Yang Yi frowned, looking at the body and mind curled up into a ball, he was inexplicably angry, took a deep breath, and cursed, "Look at you, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry." Fang Heng raised his head, his eyes were covered with tears, and the eyeballs were red, but there were no tears, and his eyes were full of stubbornness, like a little beast with fur , if you don't handle it carefully, you might get bitten.

Yang Yi squatted down, looked at Fang Heng silently, waited for Fang Heng to slowly withdraw his paws, and then said, "Everyone comes here like this, if you feel hard, there is nothing you can do, you have to do it yourself. It’s too late to regret.”

Fang Heng bit his lip and said nothing.

"Reconnaissance camp, do you know what a reconnaissance camp is? Every soldier here is a soldier king, and this is how the soldier king is trained." After finishing speaking, Yang Yi turned his wrist and looked at his watch, "Okay, today Let's do it first."

Yang Yi let Fang Heng go, thinking about the feeling just now, but still felt that he should not train alone with Fang Heng in the future, it felt very awkward, his mind fluctuated a lot, sometimes he wanted to be cruel, and sometimes he couldn't do it , This changing thought made him very uncomfortable.

Training, I have personally experienced it in the military academy, and I have taught it a lot when I was in the company. It was the first time that so many people came out.

He was really afraid of hurting someone.

In the evening, the deputy instructor came to teach the recruits how to sing Liange. Yang Yi sat on the outermost edge, staring at the back of Fang Heng's head. It seemed that he could smell that sweet smell again, and he was faintly absent-minded.

Fang Heng's life in the company is definitely not enough, not to say how bad his performance is, but to find that the level of training here has far exceeded his imagination. In order to keep up with the big troops, it can be said that every training is exhausted Do your best, and you will be exhausted after training.

During the day, the company commander leads the training, physical fitness is one piece, military movements are one piece, and military knowledge is also the same.

In addition to physical training at night, Yang Yi started as darkly as ever, from the initial push-ups, belly-ups, leapfrogs, etc. to more professional military training, basically training once during the day and reviewing once at night, constantly Deepen the impression, and try to make these recruits coincide with the veterans in the shortest possible time.

Fang Heng doesn't know why he always sees Yang Yi in the shower recently, and he always likes to go back to the dormitory with him after washing. To be honest, Fang Heng hates Yang Yi a little.

When I was in the recruit company, although Yang Yi also trained them, the relationship was pretty good after they came down, and he was very considerate and caring. From time to time, he would gather people together for a joke, even though it was painful, he was also happy, um...Fang Hengwang God, maybe there are some reasons why the scars are healed and the pain is forgotten.

But the most painful thing now is obviously caused by Yang Yi. During the day, the company commander's training is a big class. When there are too many people, everyone may not pay attention to it. But Yang Yi is different. At night, he brings about 20 soldiers, one by one. Staring at the past, it's almost impossible, it's really abusing people to death.

Of course, maybe it’s because of the improvement in progress, Yang Yi didn’t seem to bother him much during training, but the last thing he wants to see now is this person, who hurts when he sees his skin, but Yang Yi is still old Appear in front of your eyes to find a sense of presence.Fang Heng really wanted to shout, you don't need to look for a sense of presence! ! !You are fucking in my nightmare every day! ! !

It's a pity that when he saw someone, under the active inner activities, Fang Heng was very obedient. Yang Yi said one thing but he didn't say another, and Yang Yi nodded and he wouldn't shake his head. What is this! ?What is it! ! ? ?This is completely tuned! !It hurts to see you! !I just thought of a whip! ! ? ?

Fang Heng walked with a towel and a soap box in his hands, surrounded by Yue Zitong and Hou Jue, and Yang Yi followed at a distance, glanced at Fang Heng from time to time, and suddenly asked, "Is your birthday coming soon?"

I don't know who said this, all three of them looked over, Hou Jue was okay, Yue Zitong's eyes were not flickering like Fang Heng's, it really felt like crying when he saw someone.

"Fang Heng?" Yang Yi raised his eyebrows.

"It's still early." Fang Heng said lukewarmly, "There are still two months."

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth curled up and he couldn't help laughing, "I saw your birthday today, it's very suitable for you."

"?"

Yang Yi suppressed a smile and waved his hands, "It's nothing." After speaking, he shifted his gaze to other places, and laughed while whistling.

Inexplicable! ?

Fang Heng glared at Yang Yi, what happened to his birthday?Is it that funny? ?

"What?" Yue Zitong asked in a low voice. "What's your birthday?"

"June [-]nd."

"What? Is there a problem with the year?"

"What could be wrong?"

"Then what is he happy about?"

"how could I know!?"

The three turned their heads to look at Yang Yi, and sighed at the same time, crazy!

Before training in the evening, Fang Heng looked at Yang Yi who was walking in front and thought about it, but he chased after him and asked, "What's wrong with my birthday?"

Yang Yi turned to look at him, smiled immediately, bent down to his ear and whispered, "Kids can go to the amusement park to spend their lives."

"..." Fang Heng was stunned, and suddenly realized, "I am June [-], not June [-]!"

Yang Yi pursed his lips and smiled, straightened up and stopped talking, apparently not intending to change.

Yang Yi has had a few convulsions recently.

Why?Maybe he doesn't know it himself, but he is really happy, especially looking forward to the evening training.

Under his hands, the recruits have gradually improved their physical fitness. During the daytime training, they could faintly keep up with the big troops. The company commander also praised him several times for this matter. Time, and training with the team members during the day, from the lack of physical strength at the beginning to the ease of adaptation now, it can be regarded as a real feeling of having seven consecutive and three rows of leaders.

Career is smooth sailing, life is like a fish in water, what else is there to be unhappy about?

As long as these recruits are brought out, he will have a lot of private time, and he can also do some things he wants to do, such as playing basketball and poker with the company commander and the others, going out for a stroll during the break, getting to know each other Some good girls, let's talk, let's talk, if the level increases, maybe the relationship can be settled, and this military life will not be less soft and colorful.

Yang Yi was looking forward to training people out as soon as possible, and Fang Heng and the others were also looking forward to ending this stupid extra training as soon as possible. Both sides cooperated very well, and the progress was accelerated again and again.

Of course, there is another very important reason. Fang Heng and the others are used to the intensity and pain. Although no one likes to be so tired and so hard, once they get used to it, it is like getting up early in school. I didn't want to get up, and when I got there, I woke up by myself.

These things are practiced on myself, and no one can take them away. The process may be very painful, but seeing my little progress, no matter what, the mood is always joyful.

After extra training on Saturday, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they remembered that the next day was a vacation.

After returning home, Fang Heng and Wu Dan helped each other, washed their bodies again with cold water, and probably wiped away the sticky sweat stains on their bodies. As soon as they left the house, they saw Yang Yi walking from the stairs to the bedroom, shaking his hands. Holding the key, he looked proud.

The author has something to say: Fang Heng: It’s definitely not good for that big black face to find someone, Shi Lei is going to be bullied, I’m going to sue the company commander~

[On the playground, Shi Lei stands in front of Brother Gang]

Lei Gang: ...

Shi Lei: ...

Lei Gang: ...

Shi Lei: ...

Lei Gang: ...

Shi Lei: ...

(Fang Heng who eavesdropped in the corner: >.<God, Lei Lian, is he going to hit Brother Lei? What should I do, what should I do, what should I do...#...#%#%￥#...)

Lei Gang: Do you understand?

Shi Lei: Understood!

(Fang Heng who eavesdropped in the corner: ￥%#...￥&...==What did they say? Why didn't I understand a word?)

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