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In that case, after the team assembles, there is always a singing competition between the companies. The instructor attaches so much importance to the collective honor, of course, he can't lose to the Seventh Company and the Ninth Company.

The hygienist and the correspondent saw me running to the computer, so they simply packed up and left. I was happy to be quiet, and immediately turned on the computer to check the movement in QQ.

Several of my friends were silent with black faces. Only Fu Chunying's avatar was beating, and it seemed that she was in a hurry to verify Liu Haidong's admission to the military academy.

After opening it, it was really this aspect: "Wenhua, I heard that Liu Haidong is going to military school." Is it true?"

I don't know if she's offline, or she's invisible. Immediately replied: "It seems so!"

I don't know how I would have given such an ambiguous answer. Could it be that I am really afraid that once I tell the truth, Fu Chunyan's heart will belong to others? What does that have to do with myself?

Fu Chunying's avatar lit up immediately, and he immediately asked me anxiously: "Why does it seem to be?"

I'm still vague: "Well, maybe!"

Fu Chunying: "Wenhua, tell me the truth. ”

Me: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Fu Chunying: "Because, I want to know." ”

Me: "If this is true, will you ask Chunyan to take back the letter of renunciation?"

Fu Chunying: "Tell me the real situation first, and then I'll answer your questions." ”

Me: "It's true. But his approach was dishonorable......"

Next, I rejected Liu Haidong on the branch committee with zero votes, and the regiment commander personally went out to do the work and forced the company to revise the whole process of the recommendation report.

Fu Chunying: "Hehe, that's ...... like this"

Me: "What's wrong? You're a big sister...... Do you regret it?"

When I saw that she didn't answer my question, I thought she had been asked, so I struck her hard. I thought: You women with long hair and short knowledge!

"No!" Fu Chunying resolutely denied my speculation: "Don't say that Liu Haidong's military academy has not yet become a fact, even if he graduates now and stands in front of me and Chunyan in an officer's uniform, I still despise him!"

"Hehe, Sister Chunying, admire!" I saw her reply, and immediately gave her a thumbs-up emoji.

"Brother Wenhua, your emotions don't seem right?!" Fu Chunying answered my question, but came to beat me again.

"What's wrong? No, what's wrong with my emotions?" I denied.

"Haha...... To be honest, don't look at us chatting in the virtual world, but I smell a vinegar smell on you! Don't you admit that you have a sour feeling in your heart?"

"Sister Chunying, let's be honest! I really have nothing to be jealous of Liu Haidong for taking such a means to go to military school. I despise him even more!

"Besides, if this matter is accidentally exposed, even the head of the regiment will follow him to eat melons!" I excused myself.

"I appreciate your calmness. Wenhua, I don't want you to be in the same league as people like the regiment commander, but you should also examine yourself.

"After working so hard, why did you fail so much? Will you fall behind a scumbag like Liu Haidong?"

"Yes. Let me think about it. "I expressed my acceptance of criticism.

"Wenhua, tomorrow is the "little year" of the lunar calendar. I bought a few catties of "sticky fire spoons" for you. Can you come and eat?" Fu Chunying probably felt that her words were a little harsh, and immediately expressed her warm side.

"Xiaonian is not a statutory holiday, so I probably won't be able to go. Thank you!" I thanked and said goodbye to her in a friendly way. I think this topic is a bit heavy today, and it is not appropriate to talk about it for a long time.

The days flew by, and in a blink of an eye, the twenty-third day of the lunar month arrived, that is, the day when the king of the stove went to heaven. The customs and habits of the young year are different from place to place, but they are mainly reflected in the eating culture.

In order to make the god of the stove say good things to heaven and make his mouth sweeter, people mainly use sweets to bribe the mouth of the god of the stove. The food of the South is hemp sugar. Here in the Northeast, it's the sticky fire spoon.

The sticky fire spoon is made with sticky rice and red bean paste. It tastes a little sticky and a little sweet, and the disadvantage is that it is eaten cold, and people with a bad appetite dare not eat more or dare not eat it.

Originally, this thing was for the god of the stove, but after a long time, it became people's breakfast.

The Acting Secretary is a very humane man. Even if it is not a statutory holiday, when it comes to folk festivals, he has to make some improvements in food. For example, the zongzi of the Dragon Boat Festival and the moon cakes of the Mid-Autumn Festival are all to be served on the table.

In the early years, the secretary led the sergeant to the mountain castle market and purchased twelve catties of sticky fire spoons at once. In this way, a large plate can be placed on each table, and it will look like a festive atmosphere.

As soon as the warriors got to the table in the morning, they were attracted by the sticky fire spoon. After all, it is a rare flavor food, and it arouses people's appetite than homely meals.

People don't eat or drink porridge, so they first rush to the sticky fire spoon, and in an instant, a large piece of the sticky fire spoon plate is missing. According to the number of equipment, it is basically one piece per person.

However, Liu Haidong devoured his own piece, and when he saw that I didn't seem to be interested in the sticky fire spoon, he took the initiative to ask: "Platoon leader, if you don't want to eat it, give it to me!"

I had a very unpleasant quarrel with him. Now I see that he wants to eat his own portion, of course, this is a gesture of goodwill. Besides, people shouted me "platoon commander" again, and I had to have a high posture, saying:

"You eat it. I'm afraid this thing is too cold. ”

Seeing that I responded to his overtures, Liu Haidong was not polite, and took out his chopsticks to pick up the sticky fire spoon, and instantly put it in his mouth to eliminate it.

Liu Haidong reflected on his behavior last night, and felt that he couldn't get carried away as a winner, and he had to be a low-key person.

So, when he got up in the morning, he wanted to apologize to me, but I didn't know where I went in the morning?

I didn't expect that it would make him successful. For this, Liu Haidong was in a good mood. He ate two sticky fire spoons, drank a large bowl of porridge, and left the canteen full of wine and food, and even hummed a little song.

The morning activity schedule is cohort training. In fact, at this time, people don't have the heart to train. As the New Year approached, the sound of firecrackers continued to sound around, and the hearts of the soldiers were alive.

However, the battalion commander felt that the more this time, the more important it was to tighten the strings of training, otherwise, as soon as the New Year was dispersed, it would be even more difficult for the soldiers to lead, so each company had to take the team to the playground for symbolic performance.