[abuse] a leaf boat

Through the window beside him, Zhang Bing could catch a glimpse of Yu Bo who seemed to be running madly from time to time, even if he scratched his head, he couldn't figure out what Yu Bo was thinking.He cursed viciously: If you like running so much, why don't you become a guinea pig for scientists and make your own contribution to the world's electricity, that way you can reduce pollution, maybe you can get a Nobel Prize in Chemistry and a double When I'm old, when I can't run madly, I can kneel on the street, break the bowl, and sell my familiar face for some steamed buns.If you dislike the shabby situation like this, you can participate in world-class competitions, compete with black people, become the first runner in China to win, and you can also run for honor.

Zhang Bing pursed his lips before he could hold back his voice.

He then thought: He will not have a lofty realm, at most he will go crazy and imitate Kuafu chasing the sun, but first cut off his head.But, forget it, it’s getting dark now, he’s just learning how Chang’e is flying to the moon, but first change his personality, and if he doesn’t have money, he can pull a curtain and put it on his body to pretend.

Zhang Bing came back to his senses, and suddenly realized that he had unconsciously written down what he was thinking in the notebook, and quickly blacked it out.All the comrades around were sitting upright, writing recruit diaries.No one paid attention to him, but Zhang Bing couldn't take a long breath.Be sure to tear up this page secretly at night.

Army life is very boring. Apart from day-to-day training, the only opportunity to contact the outside world is the news broadcast.

The news broadcast is watched in the cafeteria, and all recruits look at it at a 45° angle.Zhang Bing felt lucky to watch the news broadcast, but his neck was already sore after just half an hour.I was isolated in the second class, and it was already a good thing not to be bullied, let alone causing trouble.Other comrades-in-arms can chat together in the dormitory, Zhang Bing can only borrow some boring books from the reading room, as a must for daily sleep.

Probably because of the squad leader, Gao Dajun and Triangle Eye didn't dare to make too much noise.It's just that Gao Dajun picks criticism from time to time. When he can only adjust the queue as the deputy squad leader, he will always use severe criticism to satirize Zhang Bing's "turning right too slowly" and many other small things.

For this, Zhang Bing scolded all the narrow-minded people in the world more than once, and at the same time provoked him with his eyes from time to time.Don't just talk, no matter how much you talk, do you dare to hit me?Zhang Bing thought, but as soon as Gao Dajun turned his head, he quickly changed the direction of his gaze.

It was already very cold, even with the clear blue sky, the white clouds seemed to be frozen in the sky.

Zhang Bing could smell a scent across the distance between heaven and earth, and when to eat became Zhang Bing's only idea during training.

As New Year's Day approached, the invisible moisture in the air seemed to form into ice crystals, piercing into the pores of the face and being melted by sweat.Once you stop to rest, the sweat evaporates and takes away the heat, making it even colder, so everyone keeps training uninterrupted, which consumes a lot of energy.So much so that when Zhang Bing saw Gao Dajun, he only felt his teeth itch, wishing to bite him and comfort his hungry stomach.

The situation continued to improve, and Zhang Bing's leg returned to health.Everyone said that it took a hundred days for a bone injury, but Zhang Bing wondered why he recovered so quickly.Although I hope to use my results to beat my classmates on the training ground, this hope is gradually coming to nothing. Apart from technical obstacles, Zhang Bing really has no outstanding results, except for his good endurance in long-distance running, and other than cursing and sarcasm in private. Strength.

However, due to the intensive training, everyone's physical strength has dropped sharply.Zhang Bing, whose physical strength was not so obvious, continued to improve his performance in obstacle running and long-distance running, and finally stopped at the second place of Wannian, surpassing Gao Dajun many times.It's a pity that it is Yu Bo who is always pressing him down.

But this couldn't suppress Zhang Bing's rising confidence.He was stung by wrestling words.Although he has no self-knowledge and always believes that man can conquer nature, he also knows that he is not a brave man, but a man who thinks bravely.But it is another matter if the thoughts of escaping from the bottom of my heart are uttered through the mouth of others.

Now Zhang Bing always feels that there are wrestling gazes on his body, and it is not peeking at the back of wrestling in the front row.As a result, Zhang Bing worked especially hard during row after row of goose step training, just to change the impression of cowardice in his heart.

But these superficial efforts are all deceiving themselves in the final analysis.Zhang Bing felt that he had to do something big, let Yu, Jia, and Gao submit to his feet, and he had to sit at the same height as the sky, watching Jia and Gao kneel down, and then impatiently accused the other side of fanning Yu Bo's strength is too small, after practicing push-ups, enrich his chest muscles and then fan.

When the training ended, Zhang Bing felt a substantial sense of loss.I spent most of my time fantasizing in my head, and I didn't make good use of my time at all.No matter how much you think about it, without the help of Doraemon, even if Hino is better than Nobita, it is useless.

However, gossip that changed fate spread like wildfire: people from political commissars and other troops would come to pick up troops one after another.

This news really excited many people, and at the same time stimulated the nerves of some recruits.Except for a few who are extremely confident, most of them are worried about where they will go.

Zhang Bing naturally relied on his keen sense of hearing, and obtained a little information like wind and shadow while pretending to read.

The comrades-in-arms talked about the mountains, some wanted to be scouts, some boasted that someone above them could enter the armed police system, and there were people with a big appetite who were eager to go to the cooking class and were ridiculed.

The comrade-in-arms on the upper bunk on Zhang Bing's left poked his head out from the edge of the bed and asked, "Does the assignment need to be determined in three days?"

"Didn't the company commander say that it's not a grade?"

Zhang Bing thought to himself: No, you are an idiot to be the company commander, and it's not just a pretense for not dispelling the enthusiasm of the soldiers.If you are stupid, don't mistakenly think that the whole world is equally stupid.

"Sure."

Zhang Bing felt uncomfortable, as if someone was watching him.He didn't roll his eyes, and just by looking out of the corner of his eye, he realized that it was from Gao Dajun.

The narrow-minded Gao Dajun must have hated himself, but Zhang Bing arrogantly rounded his mouth into an O shape under the cover of the erected book.His grades are good, if he even wins Gao Dajun's, doesn't that mean his grades are even higher than him!

Zhang Bing felt like he was flying into the sky on a rocket.

As a result, it flew into the air, ran out of fuel, and fell to the bottom of the sea.

Yu Bo took away his own military emblem, and his grades were higher than his.Thinking of this, Zhang Bing couldn't get anywhere, wishing to sneak attack Yu Bo in his head of repeated fantasies.If he had known that this was the result, Zhang Bing must have followed through and wanted to be a bad guy who dared to betray all profit-seeking.

However, what's the use of good grades.Zhang Bing had just graduated, and even though he had enough grades to go to college, he had no money. The good grades could only be looked at, but Zhang Bing stuffed them into the trash can, and he didn't even go to fill in the application form.

The moment Zhang Bing just left the university, Zhang Bing felt the huge sun hanging above his head, and the noise of cars was all around him. Although there were only three directions, Zhang Bing felt dizzy and uneasy.

He quickly found a job, yes, helping with chores in the back kitchen and eating leftovers.Relying on this job, Zhang Bing moved out of his repressed uncle's house.After working for three months, Zhang Bing was replaced by a new kid because he couldn't keep up with the speed of the kitchen.At that time, Zhang Bing was so angry that he wanted to report them for employing child labor. It was a pity that his relatively good life passed away in an instant.However, Zhang Bing failed to call 110 by raising the handset of the public telephone a few times, because he was afraid that the boss would protect him, and if he was exposed, he might not be able to find a good job.

It's a pity that Zhang Bing couldn't find a job in the days to come, and he was rejected on the grounds that he was too thin.Zhang Bing had no choice but to go back to his uncle's house with a tattered bag on his back, and endured the family's disregard again, but this time he didn't eat and live for nothing, but voluntarily handed in the wages he had accumulated during his part-time job.

This is a business event.Zhang Bing comforted himself, but his mentality was unbalanced, so he ran to the phone booth, and this time he categorically went to the police to report the illegal act of employing child labor in the restaurant.He put down the phone feeling refreshed, and went on running around looking for work.Until he saw the information about the military recruitment, he took the form and thought it was useless, so he actually passed the political review.

His parents were corrupt officials who were reviled by thousands of people. Zhang Bing passed the political trial, which made him as excited as the excitement of eating a freshly baked deep-fried dough stick in junior high school.

So he came to the army in a daze. Although the train only went in one direction, Zhang Bing still had no target. Up to now, he only wanted to be assigned to a good army, but he didn't know what army he wanted to go to or what kind of army he would become.

Zhang Bing thought for a long time before sighing again.If it wasn't for the wrong person, Zhang Bing would definitely be able to live by flattering like a triangular eye. Although it seems quite disgusting, it is the last word to live a good life. At least now, he will definitely not be like a grandson. Yu Bo, who has no money, no brains, and muscles.If he could know Yu Bo's shame, Zhang Bing must have tortured him mentally.If he really has a sense of shame, when he has money in the future, he must hire a group of bodyguards who are better looking than him and stronger than him, drag him out of the pork shop, smash his pork shop, strip him naked and hang him It's shameful on the meat table, and it's called by the catty.

But those wrestling words were like a spell, and every time Zhang Bing started to dream, they would resound in Zhang Bing's mind, throwing him back to reality.

Zhang Bing peeked at the wrestling again, and found that he was not staring at him at all, and his dissatisfaction was even greater in his heart.

Okay, then let him take a good look at his determination to be a villain in this review.Zhang Bing thought.

Lying on the bed, surrounded by darkness, Zhang Bing couldn't see the bed straps above his head with his eyes open, and could only hear the creak of Meng Ren turning over, becoming more sober.

Three months as a new recruit, the bad memories will pass if you bear with it. The deputy squad leader was offended, and Zhang Bing confessed.But no one in this house doesn't want to go to a good team, maybe they will be divided into a pair with them again, if that happens, the hard life will be long.

Zhang Bing felt that he had to squeeze out Yu, Jia, and Gao in some way. He had to let them vacate their spots, and he had to widen the distance with them, so as to ensure his competitiveness.The triangular eyes are okay, the results are just like that, every one of them, except flattery, is really embarrassing.However, Yu and Gao are a bit difficult to deal with, and their grades are good, especially Gao Dajun's leadership ability is outstanding.

Zhang Bing thought about breaking his head in his dream, digging Gao Dajun's face to death before finally letting him raise the white flag to withdraw.Facing Yu Bo, Zhang Bing didn't want to use force, so he put away his claws, put one on his shoulder, and tiptoed to kiss him.

He woke up with a start.It was still dark all around, and it seemed that the whistle was at rest.

Perhaps because of their aggressiveness, all soldiers showed an aggressive momentum.The expressions of two of them changed.

One is that the squad leader seldom smiles, but recently there are many smiles, although most of them are lurking at the corners of his mouth.Privately, the soldiers call the squad leader the robot nanny.He looks serious, but he really likes to get angry. He often loses his temper because of the slightest work and rest problems, and can't control his temper.He is often strict with everyone and talks a lot, but unconsciously, he does all the housework by himself.When he realized it, he just sighed.

Does Zhang Bing often want to remember the slap he once slapped him?If the squad leader loses control of his temper one day and is so crazy that he slaps himself, then forgive him.However, according to the current situation analysis, this day is just around the corner.

Gao Dajun is often black-faced.Zhang Bing knows that many comrades have recently asked him about the challenge.According to Zhang Bing, Gao Dajun may have very little information, and he is unwilling to disclose it to anyone.It is more likely that Gao Dajun is very worried about his future. After all, his military emblem was once taken away by a man named Zhang Bing, which left traces of setbacks on his way to becoming king and general.

Nothing can be found from the deputy squad leader, only the squad leader.But the squad leader is the first in the class in internal affairs, and there are no traditional tricks such as washing socks and underwear by other class soldiers to curry favor with the squad leader.

When he looked up and saw the socks protruding from the mattress, Zhang Bing felt like he had found a treasure, and didn't even care about the smell. He put it on his chest and ran all the way to the toilet.He was happily washing it, and wanted to dry it unconsciously and send it back to the squad leader, but he couldn't let the squad leader see that he was a scheming person.Suddenly, he realized that it didn't make sense.If the squad leader can't find out, it's meaningless. It's not like he can't get any useful information out of talking.

When he was in conflict, the squad leader suddenly entered the toilet and grabbed the socks.

Zhang Bing was taken aback: "Squad leader, me, these socks are not yours."

"It must be mine." Meng Ren said with a dark face, "Otherwise, why don't you go back and count our socks?"

"I'm sorry, but how do you know I'm washing your socks?"

Meng Ren snorted: "How do I know, I don't know how many people have washed it, and the clean ones can be grabbed and washed. I can only stuff it under the mattress, but I didn't expect you to find it."

Zhang Bing listened to the sound of the faucet, feeling depressed that he was just repeating other people's tricks.He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Instead, the squad leader said first: "Don't worry, I don't know who reported that they want to pick soldiers, but I have never heard of it. Even if there is, I will take my personal wishes into consideration."

Zhang Bing faltered and said, "I didn't want to ask this."

"Don't be too surprised, there are plenty of people who are more shameless than you." The squad leader ignored Zhang Bing who looked surprised, and continued to wash socks.

The author has something to say: When will Hen Ji’s new book be printed and shipped, I’ll be thankful for waiting.

I don't know if I want to buy "Additional Legacy" by Mizuchijo, I don't think it is as good-looking as "Sissy".

This article feels poorly written and deeply frustrating! ! !Would love to write a new article, but this one isn't over yet, I'm such a stupid newbie.