Getting rich in chronology

Chen Yu's military training life started from this exhausting morning military training.

The 70 laps that day paralyzed more than [-] people in their company.

If you have good physical strength, it doesn't matter if you finish the run. As long as one person doesn't finish the run, they can't finish their morning exercise and go to have breakfast.

The last few students who couldn't run were Liang Yuelong, Cheng Gang and a few students with good physical strength, who ran the last two laps with them.

The cafeteria was only open until eight o'clock in the morning, and it was seven fifty after everyone finished running, so they almost missed breakfast.

I don't care if it's delicious or not. No picky eater just stuffs the steamed buns into his mouth, and if he chokes, he can drink some porridge to make it easier.

Chen Yu ate two steamed buns and two bowls of porridge within 5 minutes. Among the other people at the same table, there was only one who ate more than him, and no one who ate less than him. Even the female classmates had two bowls of porridge. Start with a steamed bun.

They were pretty good, at least they ate a mouthful, and they all choked.

Those who didn't make it to breakfast, that would be a disaster. Seeing that many people didn't eat last night, they were given steamed buns and porridge, but there was extra training in the morning, so don't eat it at noon if you can't finish it. This time there is no exception.

After eating, there is 10 minutes to rest, and the assembly training will start at [-]:[-]. This is due to the fact that they came on the first day to relax. When they come tomorrow, they will have to work and rest with other soldiers in the barracks.

According to the summer schedule, get up at [-]:[-] in the morning, gather at [-]:[-], and train until [-]:[-], then go back to clean up the housework, have breakfast, and gather at [-]:[-] to start the morning training.

Sheng Yu said with a bitter face: "Running like this every day is really exhausting."

His physical strength is not bad, but it's not very good either. According to the standard of ordinary boys, the fifteen laps in the morning are indeed a bit stressful for him.

"It can't be." Ying Bin's face was ugly. Among the six boys in dormitory 304, he was the weakest in physical strength, a standard frail scholar.

"No, there are still more than a dozen penalty laps today, so you shouldn't have to run so much tomorrow." Chen Yu comforted.

But he didn't tell Ying Bin that even if he doesn't run so much in the morning training, there are still other events, and he must train enough time, and there will be cross-country training with weights in the future...

His physical strength is slightly better than Sheng Yu's, but it's not much better. He hasn't exercised specially since he traveled, and his physical fitness is average.

Running this morning, I was so tired that I was dragging my legs forward on the runway, and suddenly remembered the few messages I sent to Shen Qiao before, and I suddenly regained my strength——

At that time, he swore to Shen Qiao that he would never be unable to hold on, don't underestimate him, but he collapsed on the first morning training?

It would be too embarrassing for people to know.

The following training was really tiring and hard. In comparison, running laps was nothing.

The movement training of individual soldiers seems to be not difficult, but it really seems that when standing in the military posture and squatting, several students in the company couldn't hold it up and fell.

Move a bit, overtime, so that the students are full of lust and want to cry without tears.

But comparatively speaking, the children at the moment are not well-raised, and the students who can be admitted to Beijing University, except for a few geniuses, most of the students can be said to have perseverance, and they are ruthless to themselves. My son is also tall.

Suffering is a bit bitter, and seeing other students persevere, I don't want to be compared to myself.

The good news is that although the training was hard, the moth that Chen Yu was worried about did not happen.

It seems that the two class guides were really sent as mascots, watching the students not to cause trouble, and they have nothing to do with other things.

Whether it was training or life, even if a student was caught stealing food in the middle of the night, the instructor had the final say on how to punish him. Just as Guo Hongwei started, he was rudely interrupted by Chen Yu and his instructors.

The instructor is mighty!

But what Chen Yu didn't expect was that he still had a bit of fame among the instructors, the kind of fame he didn't want.

Squad Leader Li and Wei Hongjun didn't eat all the candy they found from him, so they shared two pieces for each of their comrades.

But there are so many of them, and it's not a lot to share two for one person, so some people wonder where so much sugar comes from.

Squad leader Li smiled and told the story, hey, Chen Yu became famous, and his six-pocket trousers also became a legend for a while, and it is estimated that they will be used as a model to educate the soldiers who will participate in the search work...

Then one time squad leader Li passed by their company, saw Chen Yu, and identified them to their instructor.

Once the instructor finished the training and called Shen Yu and the boys to carry water, their mouths dropped, and they called "Shen Tang".

Chen Yu: "...?"

It's outrageous, if I carry six steamed buns, will I be called Shen Mantou?

Chen Yu's instructor's surname is Jiang. Although instructor Jiang has a dark face and is ruthless during training, he is still easy to talk to after training. The boys came over to chat with him, and they got along very well.

In the harsh training, all discordant factors were suppressed.

A person like Wang Zhuo can't even make a splash. When the company commander was selected in the company, he still wanted to compete with his status as the squad leader of the second class. This is two classes!

Unfortunately, from the instructor to the classmates, no one bought his account.

They have all come to military training, and the selection of cadres is of course those with strong physical fitness and good performance in training. Liang Yuelong and Cheng Gang were respectively elected as the chief and deputy company commanders, and the students in both classes were convinced.

Chen Yu and Zhao Wenjie relied on the boys' average physical fitness, excellent training results, and excellent organizational skills, and they also got a part-time job as a platoon leader or squad leader.

And Wang Zhuo, the standard weak chicken among boys, with the lowest physical fitness and the lowest training performance, can't even compare with the female students who are born with weak physical strength.

Although after this period of running-in, everyone has become accustomed to taking responsibility for each other, and will not feel resentful towards some students because they have not kept up with the training, resulting in additional punishment and training.

But the students who have been dragged down have a sense of shame. They will be embarrassed when they drag others down. There is no way to keep up with their physical fitness for a while. This time, you must not drag other students down again.

Under such a good atmosphere, the training effect of the entire company is quite good.

Oh, except for rat shit like Wang Zhuo.

He dragged his feet, he was very angry, he felt aggrieved, he felt targeted, why did he, a talented college student, have to suffer this.

These soldiers who don't know a single word must be jealous of him, a Peking University student, so they deliberately bullied him.

Liang Yuelong and the others are traitors, and the others are idiots. They are still smiling and calling them brothers and sisters when they are targeted. Isn't it stupid!

Of course, Wang Zhuo didn't dare to say these words. Now that the class teacher didn't come to see their training, he dared to say it. What if the instructor beat him?

How could he bear this kind of violence as a weak scholar.

Therefore, Beijing University shouldn't recruit those violent elements like Liang Yuelong.

He himself understood what he couldn't say, but unfortunately he didn't know that he had the habit of talking in his sleep, muttering in his dreams, and uttered all the complaints in his heart.

The other people in their dormitory were still angry when they were woken up, but they were stunned when they heard what he said.

This person immediately woke up the other roommates, and they listened to Wang Zhuo talking in his sleep. After listening, they were angry and funny.

Are we fools?

Are we stupid?

Who the hell is the idiot? !

I don't understand how this guy got into Peking University.

He was already annoying, stupid and bad, and his roommates couldn't stand him.

After listening to the sleep talk, he slapped Wang Zhuo awake, covered his face with a quilt, covered his head and covered his face, and beat him up.

Wang Zhuo was beaten until the pickets rushed over with flashlights, and the others had already returned to their beds, snoring like thunder.

Wang Zhuo was left alone, sitting on the bed and crying, saying that his roommate bullied and beat him.

But when I asked who made the call, the light was not turned on, it was so dark, and his face was covered, so he couldn't see it at all.

The others all said the same thing, they didn't hear anyone getting out of bed and beating Wang Zhuo, everyone was sleeping, there was no such thing at all.

Someone else said eccentrically that Wang Zhuo had the habit of talking in his sleep, maybe he also had the problem of sleepwalking, maybe he bumped into something while sleepwalking and thought someone else was hitting him.

Do not believe?

If you don’t believe me, I’ll teach you a few words about what Wang Zhuo said in his sleep.

As soon as he started, Wang Zhuo interrupted him with a look of horror, and stammered the admission: "Yes, yes...it was me, I made a mistake, I was sleepwalking, no one hit me..."

The picket team flashed their flashlights back and forth, looking at the smiling and calm people, and then at Wang Zhuo, who was mourning, and finally said: "Sleep honestly, and if you make trouble, go out and run around."

As soon as the pickets left, the male classmate who said he was sleepwalking just now punched Wang Zhuo: "Next time, drag us back and make us train harder, and beat you when you come back!"

If the other students couldn't keep up, they added extra training, and they didn't do it on purpose.

Wang Zhuo had the nerve to swear behind their backs for cheating them, and no one was used to him.

Wang Zhuo shrank his neck, not daring to say anything.

He thought about it with the brain that he could be admitted to Beijing University, and he realized that it was useless to call the picket back to say that he was threatened. He just admitted that he was sleepwalking...

After this experience, Wang Zhuo became much more honest. No matter how tired he was, no matter how loud his complaints were, he didn't dare to be discouraged and drag him behind, for fear that his roommate would hit him again.

He also wanted to ask Guo Hongwei to help him change the dormitory, but the boys he slept with had already spread his dreams, and the girls despised him.

Not to mention whether you can change the dormitory, even if you change, you will get the same treatment in whichever dormitory you change.

After suppressing this disharmonious factor, the students in the company got along more and more harmoniously. They were originally students of the same major, but now they are really like a group.

And the training is not only hard, but also a lot of fun.

There is no need to mention the reserved items such as pulling songs. Many students howled so much that their voices became hoarse. Instructors punish.

But everyone is not angry, but finds it very interesting.

One time, in the middle of training, it suddenly rained.

The instructor asked them to stand in a military posture in the rain with a loud voice, and said that a real soldier must be able to withstand various tests.

Then the next day, he caught a cold.

There are also students who can't distinguish between left and right, make jokes, walk in unison, and there are too many of them. All kinds of accidents have added a lot of laughter to their military training life.

With the addition of military boxing to the training program, the students who have gradually gotten used to the hard training were even more pleasantly surprised.

Learning this is much more exciting than standing in a military posture. No matter male or female students, they are all willing to learn.

When grouping, the instructor divided the female students together. Some female students who studied well were eager to compete with the male students, and they really succeeded in beating up some boys.

For example, Wang Zhuo, after letting the branch secretary of the second squad down, punched him in the face, and he was too embarrassed to cry, and a weak girl beat him.

The other male students who had never beat their female counterparts in sparring, all blushing, turned around and secretly practiced on their own. I heard that they were still practicing boxing in the dormitory.

Military training life is getting better and better, everything is good, but greedy.

Their company's training performance is good, and there is almost no time when they can't finish the training content and can't catch up with the meal, but the big pot of rice in the military camp tastes so good.

The training intensity is high, and the appetite has increased. Now Chen Yu can eat four steamed buns in one meal.

Just like this, I will still be hungry in bed at night.

After the lights were turned off, Jin Shan muttered softly on the bed: "The bird's mouth faded out, I really want to eat fried chicken!"

It's fine if he doesn't say it, but when he said it, everyone remembered the fried chicken that Sheng Yu had invited the day before the military training, and immediately salivated.

When I ate it, I thought it was delicious. Now that I think about it, with the filter, it is simply delicious.

In the originally quiet space, in addition to the sound of abdominal groaning, there was also the sound of swallowing saliva one after another.

"When I go back, I'm going to have a big meal, big chicken chops, fried chicken legs... suck..."

"I also."

"I also."

……

"Chen Yu, why don't you say anything, don't you want to eat?" Sheng Yu kicked his bed and asked without hearing a response.

Chen Yu stared blankly at the dark roof: "Think, I still want to eat hot pot, braised pork, crispy elbows, barbecue...I want to eat them all..."

That must be there, but now he can't even eat steamed buns.

Uh...

Life is so hard.

As Chen Yu reported the name of the dish, the sound of swallowing became louder.

Liang Yuelong wiped his mouth and said repeatedly: "Stop talking."

Besides, I can't stop drooling.

Jin Shan couldn't help asking: "Old Zhao, do you have any more jerky?"

Zhao Wenjie is a genius. Everyone thought that what he hid was a pack of biscuits, and it was found out. Who knew it was a cover-up. This man also hid a few packs of jerky on his body, and I don't know how he hid it.

Later, I took it out and shared it with everyone. Ten people shared it, and none of them got two.

"It's gone." Zhao Wenjie sighed, and asked in a yearning tone, "Is the fried chicken delicious?"

He hasn't eaten yet.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's crispy on the outside, but the inside..."

"Shut up." Jin Shan wanted to describe it to him in detail, but the others interrupted him helplessly.

Ying Bin said: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, there is everything in the dream."

Everyone: "..."