Chapter 34: The Canteen Army (Asking for Votes)

The next day, at 7:50 in the morning, other students came to military training one after another, and Jia mellow's green figure had been galloping on the football field for half an hour.

Gu Qing and Wang Dalong had both taken a bath last night, and there was no smell of alcohol on their bodies, so he was recruited alone.

Fortunately, the fat man was very righteous, he didn't betray others, he just resisted alone, no, the head teacher of the director department asked him to run three kilometers in the morning.

"Fatty, don't run away yet, eat something. Gu Qing was wearing camouflage, holding tongs and dustpans in one hand and a bottle of eight-treasure porridge in the other.

"Thank you, brother. ”

Sweating profusely, Jia Ol took the eight-treasure porridge with a handful of snot and tears, and one bite was half.

Yesterday, I heard Gu Qing say that the person who reported him was named Zhang Lingyun, and at that time, Gu Qing strongly objected, quarreled with the other party, and almost fought.

On the first day of school, I offended the class leader for him, and this friendship is not insignificant.

"Harm, what are you talking about, brother. Gu Qing waved his hand, not caring at all, "I'm picking up garbage, what to eat at noon, I'll help you cook in advance." ”

"Don't you need military training?"

"I reported late, there was no place for me in the square team, and the head teacher asked me to pick up the garbage. ”

Jia alcohol ......

MMP, he was also two days late to report for duty, why is the treatment different.

"Assemble everyone!!"

The instructor blew the whistle, the students quickly returned to each class and stood up, Jia Yu drank the eight-treasure porridge in one gulp, and quickly returned to his class.

"It's early in the morning, it's cold, come to a kilometer to warm up. ”

As soon as the instructor's words landed, Jia Alcohol's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, this Nima, who had just finished running three thousand meters, had not sweated for another thousand meters, and he was going to die.

Gu Qing sighed, shook his head, and went to pick up his garbage.

The football field is cleaned every day, in fact, it is not dirty, and there is a bit of confetti, chewing gum, hot dog bamboo sticks, this job is very easy.

Slowly and leisurely, I walked around in less than an hour, and I picked up five dollars in the middle.

After finishing the work, Gu Qing and the "Wounded Soldier Company" sat together on the rostrum of the football field, where they could enjoy the shade, and across from him were thousands of students, standing like clocks, motionless.

At nine o'clock, the sun spilled out, leaning on the big building of the rostrum, many people were still standing very moist, and the sun could not shine on them.

However, the people in the back were not so lucky, such as Jia Alcohol, whose lower body was cool, but he was exposed to the sun, black and red, and almost foamed at the mouth.

"The cauldron in front, can you move two steps, I can't stand it. ”

"The sun of the dog said, if it wants to rise, hurry up, don't bask me one." ”

The instructor put his hands behind his back, glanced at everyone, and shouted, "Are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable (comfortable hair!)"

The instructor asked if Shu was uncomfortable, who dared to answer no? The uniformity was comfortable, except for one person, that was Jia Alcohol, who was really uncomfortable.

The instructor smiled and walked up to Jia Alcohol, "Ask again, is it comfortable?"

Sweat dripped to his eyes, Jia Ol squinted, pulled his neck and yelled, "Comfortable hair!"

Everyone else is in a cool place, and he is alone in the sun, and he can be comfortable before he can have a ghost.

Not far away, Gu Qing gave a thumbs up, Brother Mellow is awesome!

"Everyone, take a breath, stand upright, and listen to me. ”

Just when Jia Ol thought that the instructor would shout out three steps forward, the other party said, "Turn back, walk in unison!!"

Well, it's fair now, it's all in the sun.

On the rostrum, Gu Qing smiled, suddenly felt a murderous aura, turned his head, it was a composition class, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

"Ahem!" put away his smile, Gu Qing sat solemnly.

At noon, he quietly withdrew at eleven fifty, came to the cafeteria, had three meals, and found a ventilated position to sit.

Ten minutes later, a green torrent rushed in, and in less than a minute, the meal window lined up at the gate of the canteen, five or six teams, each team was dozens of meters, and there was no end in sight.

Many senior sisters stood at the door and glanced at it, let out a burst of grievances, and went back to the dormitory with their books.

"Fatty, Dalong, here!" Gu Qing stood up and waved his hand, and Jia Yu and Wang Dalong ran around.

Gulping down, Jia Alcohol sweat dripped into the bowl, "Hey, this meal is so fragrant." ”

He is really tired, he has never suffered since he was a child, he has been here for military training for a few days, his weight has been declining, he remembers eating in the canteen on the first day, pouring most of the food, and now he shouts for more food every day.

The aisle next to Gu Qing's dining table was full of students queuing up to eat, and he didn't meet an acquaintance, a composer from the music class.

"Brother, can you get me a copy tomorrow? I'll give you the money. ”

Gu Qing raised his head, it was the table in front of him, "Little thing." ”

"Brother Gu, help me too. A girl in the class said pitifully.

Girls can't outrun men, every time they arrive at the cafeteria, there is a queue of dozens of meters, and when they are in line, they will go back to the dormitory after eating.

"No problem. ”

"Brother Gu, and me, the first time I saw you, I knew that you were not human, phew, not mortal. ”

"Handsome guy, help, I'll ask you for some water when I turn around. ”

On Twitter, the composition team all spoke, Zhang Lingyun was not dealing with Jia Alcohol, and he also asked Gu Qing to help bring some food.

Seeing so many people asking for help, Gu Qing had a headache, and he didn't agree if he knew it.

……

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, after Gu Qing picked up the garbage, he carried a bucket of water to the football field and put it in front of the resting composition class.

"If you want to drink water for a while, remember to line up, ladies first, don't throw away disposable cups after drinking, throw them in the garbage bag next to them, don't increase the burden of your brother's work. ”

"Thank you, Brother Gu, Brother Gu is a good person. ”

"Tsk, it's helping to cook and bringing water, although Brother Gu is not the squad leader, he is better than the squad leader. ”

"That's right, if we had come a few days earlier, we would have chosen Brother Gu as the squad leader. ”

"Don't worry, didn't the teacher say it, the current class leader is temporary, the probation period is half a month, and he will be re-elected after half a month. ”

Zhang Lingyun is the squad leader, and his daily work is to take a roll call for evening self-study, a roll call for military training, and a teacher who is absent from class, which is of course not popular.

Gu Qing was different, sending water and food, everyone was naturally happy.

At noon, the composition team came to the cafeteria, and Gu Qing had already occupied seven or eight tables in the corner, which were full of plates containing good meals.

The other classes looked sour in their hearts, and their eyes were full of envy, but they had no choice but to stand in line honestly.

Seeing Gu Qing fighting such a big battle, Jia Alcohol gave a thumbs up, "Big guy Gu is awesome." ”

Thirty-nine meals at a time, this is the first time he has seen it.

What I admire even more is that none of these classmates gave him money yesterday, that is to say, dozens of meals and hundreds of yuan were all swiped by his meal card.

"Ban, Brother Gu, this is the food money, thank you. ”

"Brother Gu, I didn't have any money with me, I'll give it to you later. ”

"It's okay, just remember. ”

Some students took the initiative to give money, and others also gave Gu Qing the money for meals one after another, and he didn't care if they brought money or not.

"This is mine, thank you. Zhang Lingyun gave the money to Gu Qing, with mixed feelings in her heart, she felt that Gu Qing was more popular than her now, and she spoke better than her.

Jia Yu sat next to Zhang Lingyun and said with a smile: "Yo, isn't this the squad leader, and you will also find someone to help?"

Ignoring the dead fat man, Zhang Lingyun lowered his head to eat.

"Welcome to the Voice of China, I am the host Xu Jing, this program is ......"

There is a display screen hanging on the wall of the canteen, and after a night incense song, it begins to broadcast the magic capital TV, the first Chinese voice competition.

For this popular and popular program that has not been broadcast, there are still many people who pay attention, and many people are eating while staring at the display screen.