Camp training ground

Yang Ze stood in the first row of the line, straightened up, looked forward intently, tilted his head at a slightly invisible angle, squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, and complained to Tong Youwei beside him: "I really don't know what Dong Daji thinks, even if Lao Tzu sees the annoying people dangling in front of him, he even delusions that our class can improve its ranking at the military training results summary meeting! Isn't this a pipe dream! How is it possible! Can this group of bandits who led us train agree?"

If you look at the progress of our current military training, everyone has begun to practice stabbing and shooting, fighting, fighting, military and physical ......!

BLABLABLABLABLA...... Yang Ze continued to chant......

Five minutes later

"Eh, Lao Tong replied, even if it squeaks, let my brother know that you are listening!" Yang Ze squinted his eyes slightly, blocking the beads of sweat that fell from the arch of his eyebrows to his eyelashes, sniffing his nose, holding back the itching that came from the tip of his nose, and protesting against Tong Youwei, who ignored him.

Since the outbreak of the confrontation in the morning, the business management class C has not been demerited under the efforts of the school leaders, but the capital crime can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, and these students who disobey the discipline were punished to practice military posture under the sun for an hour.

At this time, half of the time had passed, and most of the boys in Business Management Class C could endure it on the spot for a while, Yang Ze was already eager to shake his head and loosen his head.

I was depressed and unbearable, Yang Ze had to sigh for a long time, and no one responded, so he was a little dissatisfied, and he didn't remember what punishment or regulations, so he turned his head:

(⊙ｏ⊙)...... Wow, what kind of luck did the master go to see this scene today!

↑ Yang Ze, who realized it later, realized that the classmates who were originally standing on his left and right and behind him. It's not interesting to push away eight feet away!

One by one, they are hugging their arms and sticking their waists to watch the excitement!

Yang Ze.lick.lick.Lick.The corners of his lips are somewhat chapped, and his eyes are shining: as the protagonist of the incident...... How lucky he was!

From his point of view. The responsible instructor Lao Zhao Touer (the code name of the boy in Business Management Class C) is maintaining a diagonal kick posture - the golden rooster is standing alone.

Well, judging from his hard work of constantly sinking his calves, his expression really didn't cut corners, and his big dark square face turned white. Tsk tsk, that beads of sweat on your face, don't want money to come out!

Look up along the leg of the old Zhao Tou'er calf...... Hey, isn't this the instructor in charge of the girls in their class? What's the matter, they're infighting?

Yang Ze scratched his head in confusion, looked at the instructor's dark and cloudy expression, and felt that it was not like it, and then looked at the two of them.

"As soon as you spoke. Old Zhao Tou'er caught the opportunity, you didn't see him when he caught you fouling, those two eyes are shining, hehehehe...... I was about to kick you! I didn't want to, but I let Mr. Han who rushed over kick him, and he couldn't get off his legs, the two of them were teaching, and the instructor who came with Mr. Han wanted to kick his legs to relieve the siege, but he didn't want Mr. Han to withdraw his legs in time. I didn't see her do anything, so it was up to Lao Zhao and the two of them to compete with each other. ”

It was Wang Chen who spoke out to solve his doubts.

Yang Ze listened to him with fun, and couldn't help but regret that he missed a good show. It's a bit depressing.

Wang Chen: ╮(╯▽╰)╭...... If you had this brain, you wouldn't be a pig-like pot friend!

"Oops! Ouch! Teacher, teacher's subordinates stay! Hurt! hiss~~" Yang Zezheng and Wang Chen talked energetically, but he didn't want his ears to be pulled up by Teacher Han, and by the way, he twisted a forty-five degree angle, which made him grin in pain, and hurriedly said forgiveness!

Han Zihe looked at Yang Ze with a smile. sneered: "It's not good to be punished, but there is a moth, it's too easy to see it, next time I will bring Wan'an and them, and I will tutor you well, and ensure that you can meet Dong Zhi's requirements." ”

At the mention of the robot named "Wan An", Yang Ze shuddered, and the bloody and tearful memories that made the robots abuse during the initial training period instantly crossed time and space, and enthusiastically confused him.

However, before he could say more, Han Zihe pushed him to Tong Youwei's side, rolled up his sleeves and clapped his hands and ordered: "The students of Business Management Class C, boys and girls, hurry up and surround the place ten meters square around and clear the field! You teachers and I will meet friends with martial arts today! Some of you sit down and hold a personal field, and if you have something to do, go and make a place for yourself...... Hurry up, it's done in two minutes!"

"Wow, do I have my own headphones in my ears today? Look, what do I hear?"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Business Management Class C, let's circle a rectangle together! The left half of the man is the right half of the girl! No man is not ...... Ouch, which turtle son smashed the old paper!"

"If it's not business management class C, get out quickly! The warning has been issued, and if there is any damage, you will not be responsible!"

Han Zihe watched the lively scene restore order after a minute and a half, and the bear children in Business Management Class C sat on the ground one by one, maintaining a standard military sitting posture, urging with anticipation and eyes: Teacher Han, start the war quickly!

Who is Mr. Han fighting against?

Idiot! Of course, it's Lao Yang's old man!

Estimating the time for the military training management office and school leaders to get the news and rush over, Han Zihe decided to decide the winner in three minutes.

So, she didn't delay, and patted the instructor on the shoulder, and the instructor immediately resumed his actions.

"You ......" The first thing the instructor did when he relaxed was his eyebrows upturned and his thin eyes widened angrily.

Just before she could speak, Han Zihe had already made a gesture of "please", which meant to be reasonable on the battlefield.

Very good! ← instructor had already deleted and formatted all the information related to "mercy to his subordinates" at this time, she took a deep breath, took two quick steps forward, and looked at Han Zihe, who was always smiling, showing coldness.

On the first floor of all the students in Business Management Class C, and on the other floors of School A, where other students who got the news and watched the excitement, in the atmosphere of wind and thunder within a short distance of one meter between Han Zihe and the instructor, Instructor Zhao, the responsible instructor of the boys in Business Management Class C, wanted to cry not far from the center of the storm.

Instructor Zhao: (┬_┬)...... Nima, you two violent women, if you want to fight against each other, can you put Lao Tzu's legs down first! Even if you are punished, you don't have to be so difficult!

Han Zihe: (⊙_⊙) ?...... Hey, I feel like I've forgotten something?!What is it?Why can't I remember?...... Oops, forget it, I don't want to, I'll talk about it when I finish solving the one in front of me!

Instructor: ......

The instructor was so angry that he didn't want to say anything.

......

At this time, Mr. Dean learned of Mr. Xiao Han's "masterpiece", and he didn't control it, knocked over the teacup in his hand, and said to the person in charge of the military training management office: "Hurry, hurry, help me lie down for a while! I'm a little dizzy!"

Person in charge of the Military Training Management Office: (→__→) What are you doing with your stomach in a dizzy? Comrade Dean, can you behave a little more?!

"Well, I seem to have forgotten something, what's it? I'll go back to the office and check it out!

Mr. Dean: (─.─|||...... Fellow travelers!

Seeing the door of his office being closed, Mr. Dean breathed a sigh of relief, jumped up from the sofa with a flexibility that did not match his fat body, grabbed his mobile phone and dialed the number, and yelled at the person on the other end of the phone: "Old man, this time I really have to save my life!" (To be continued.) )