Chapter 87: Even if you pour chicken soup, you're still a devil

Chi Jinghan is not afraid of Lei Zheng, Lei Zheng is also not afraid of Chi Jinghan, let Chi Jinghan go crazy, anyway, he can't kill him casually, and he can't take Lin Chuchu away, sooner or later he still has to beg for mercy.

But then again, this Lin Chuchu's charm is too great, and it actually melts this big ice sculpture that never takes women seriously.

Lei Zheng has known him for many years, and he has never seen him jump like thunder for anyone, which is really interesting, very interesting.

When the four-thousand-meter run was over, it was almost twelve o'clock, Lin Chuchu gasped and stood in front of Lei Zheng: "Instructor Lei, I've finished running." ”

"Well, then let's go back quickly, don't get up late tomorrow. Lei Zheng waved his hand and let her go.

Lin Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to find Guan Qinghan: "It's okay, let's go back." ”

Guan Qinghan said: "You go back first, I'll stay for a while." ”

Lin Chuchu could see that she still had something to say to Lei Zheng, so she went to the dormitory first.

Walking out of the playground, she turned around again and saw Guan Qinghan and Lei Zheng standing face to face, not knowing what they were arguing about.

What is the relationship between the two of them? Lin Chuchu was even more curious.

Back in the dormitory building, as soon as she walked up to the third floor, she heard the sound of "banging" water, echoing in the corridor one after another.

Because everyone was almost asleep at this time, no one noticed, and she wondered if the water pipe was broken.

Walking to the door of the westernmost water room, she saw Shen Jing alone, naked, with the window open, picking up a basin of cold water and pouring it on her body.

"Uh-huh......" She shivered with cold, clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and her fair body swayed in the light.

But after a few dozen seconds, she turned on the faucet again.

"What are you doing?" Lin Chuchu drank her, ran to the window, closed the window of the water room, grabbed the bath towel next to her, and approached her.

"Don't touch me. Shen Jing took a step back expressionlessly, avoiding Lin Chuchu's kindness: "Don't worry about it." ”

"What the hell are you trying to do? You're going to get sick. Lin Chuchu still insisted on wrapping her in a bath towel.

She pulled the corners of her mouth, raised a pair of godless eyes, and stared at Lin Chuchu: "Do you care about me?" Is it because of Xia Wenyu?"

"What does it have to do with him? Even if someone else dies here, I'll stop it. Lin Chuchu touched her cold forehead: "I'll send you to the infirmary!"

"No," Shen Jing pushed her away again: "I'm just bored, I came out to take a shower, and I went back to sleep." ”

Lin Chuchu was not at ease, but seeing her indifferent appearance, she really couldn't be enthusiastic, so she simply let her go.

……

On the third day of military training day, there were very few people gathered on the playground.

Because most of them have written joint letters, they choose to wait for news in the dormitory, and do not come here to be exposed to the wind and sun.

Last night, Lei Zheng revealed some news slightly, and Lin Chuchu was worried that Wu Xinrui would be unlucky, so he got up in the morning and persuaded him, but Wu Xinrui just didn't listen.

There was no way, she could only take one step at a time.

Lei Zheng thought of a countermeasure early in the morning, and asked his subordinates to move four large parasols out and support them in the middle of the playground, and more than 100 classmates who came to exercise sat under the parasols, and then he sent people to bombard those rebellious classmates out.

Under the high platform, like a chaotic bazaar, stood a large number of people who were not wearing good military uniforms.

Lei Zheng sneered, stepped down from the stage with his hands behind his back, and said as he walked: "Write a joint letter to dismiss me, right? I really didn't see that you are so promising, and you will return the future flowers of the motherland, if the motherland is handed over to you, it will be finished sooner or later." ”

Some people were not used to hearing his words, and looked up and glared at him, but when they thought that he had not been arrogant for long, they did not show any resistance again.

"Why, seeing that one by one of you still don't accept what I said? Then I want to ask you, what does the military uniform represent? It is a soldier, a symbol of the family and country, even if you don't want military training, you can't despise the military uniform like this, it's all sorted out for me. ”

Everyone was excited, obediently sorted out their military uniforms and stood up straight, this bit of honor and disgrace is still there.

Lei Zheng was a little satisfied, took out the reprinted joint book from his pocket, and put it in front of them: "Okay, now let's talk about this joint book." ”

Everyone had a smile on their faces, it seems that Lei Zheng has received the notice from above, he is preparing to step down from the speech, right?

Lei Zheng saw their expectation, hooked his lips, and tore the joint letter in half, clumped it together, and threw it at his feet.

"Don't get your hopes up, with your efforts, the instructions just approved from above will increase the military training by one month. ”

"Huh?" everyone looked incredulous, they didn't fight for benefits, and they were self-defeating?

"Oh, how can I say it? I don't want to face you, to tell you the truth, you are the worst soldier I have ever led, and this is a kind of torture for me, of course, you can say that you are not paying money to be a soldier, you are here to go to school, so what are you going to school for?"

Lei Zheng put his hands behind his back and preached like an old master, but no one replied to his words, everyone lowered their heads, their faces were black, and they looked like they were all in despair.

Lei Zheng had no choice but to ask himself: "I went to school in order to have a good job, to earn money, to be more noble, to serve the country?

He swept the faces of the crowd one by one, and they raised their heads slightly, as if they had listened to him.

"I know that some of you have good family backgrounds, the second generation of officials, the second generation of rich, and you go to college just to waste time, right?" Lei Zheng asked, pointing to some people.

"If you want to say, you are willing to be a rice worm in the future, gnaw the old one, raise your hand, I will approve you to leave now, leave immediately, the ninth battalion does not welcome rice worms, but there is still a little bloody, a little promising young man, follow me for these two months, I promise you, benefit for a lifetime." ”

The voice fell, and no one raised their hand.

Lin Chuchu saw that some wanted to raise their hands, but they were also stimulated by the contemptuous eyes around him and put down their hands.

Guan Qinghan's eyes lit up: "It's really hot-blooded, he still has a way." ”

"Okay, if you do this today, this matter will be turned over. Lei Zheng blew a whistle, and from a distance, a group of people came running.

They are all composed of instructors, with neat slogans, the same pace, and even the facial expressions are in a unified mode, and the kind of shock that can only be found in a military parade is rushing to the face.

But it didn't take long for the shock to be replaced by surprise.

The instructors put on their bags and started to run, crawling forward after 400 meters, frog jumping forward after 300 meters, crossing after 200 meters, changing to sprint running after 100 meters, and finally reaching the finish line.

The time spent by all the instructors was not much different, and they didn't look very tired, which was very easy for them.

But for these students, it's not so easy.

Lei Zheng took the timer: "They took three minutes, I will give you ten minutes, if you can't do it beyond the time, you will train at night." ”

Everyone: Hehe, the devil is still the same devil, it's not that after pouring chicken soup, he became an angel.