Weighing the pros and cons, of course Zhou Xing knows that this kind of thing must not be promised for the time being, and it should be resolute when it should be resolute, otherwise refusing it when the time comes, it will be deception to them, that is their own fault, and they have to bear any consequences. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Therefore, at this time, Zhou Xing's meaning was extremely firm, although he also knew that Li Tiandi should not harm himself, but for his own good, after all, with Jiao Lao's personal call, this kind of starting point is not ordinarily high.

But Zhou Xing himself knows his own affairs, and his stage is in the literary circle, not the army, so it is impossible to give himself more room to display here.

Besides, Zhou Xing was not a soldier in his previous life, otherwise, if he was a military expert in his previous life, he would definitely not have used Li Tiandi's tricks to get himself over, he would have cried his father and called his mother to come and hug his thighs, and since then he has joined the military camp and marched all the way to the peak of his life.

It's a pity he's not.

"Okay, okay!" Jiao Lao waved his hand with some disappointment and sighed:

"Since he doesn't want to, it's not interesting to force him, this is not the original era, now talk about freedom and fairness, since he can't force it, forget it. ”

As he spoke, Jiao Lao turned around with some interest, and left with his hands behind his back.

Li Tiandi glanced at Zhou Xing fiercely, lowered his voice and said angrily: "I'll settle accounts with you when I go back!"

Stomping his feet, Li Tiandi went to chase Jiao Lao.

Not only Li Tiandi, but also Qin Peng and the others looked at Zhou Xing at this time, and their eyes were also complicated.

After knowing that Zhou Xing had fought fires, the contempt was long gone, replaced by a piece of reverence, even if such a thing was placed on them, with their ability and skills, they couldn't do it, and they deserved their respect.

But what they couldn't figure out was that such a good opportunity was so highly praised by the chief, and Zhou Xing still had the status of a hero, entering their fifty-eighth class, and his future was limitless, why was he unwilling?

This is the direction of thinking from different standpoints.

Qin Peng, as well as Li Tiandi, all thought that Zhou Xing was stupid and ignorant of current affairs, but how did they know about Zhou Xing's depression?

It's just that Zhou Xing's reason can't be said to outsiders, so it naturally makes them misunderstand.

In the following time, Li Tiandi did not look for Zhou Xing, and Zhou Xing was also happy to be quiet.

After the incident just now, Qin Peng didn't force Zhou Xing to train with them, and Zhou Xing was like an idler, wandering around the playground.

At this point, it's useless for Zhou Xing to think about it, it's better to spend his three days in peace, and then get out of his way and leave, as for Li Tiandi and Jiao Lao, what is their impression of themselves, Zhou Xing can't worry about it, and he doesn't want to think about the gains and losses.

It is true that what Jiao Lao said is also a way, you can perform with the art troupe, but the meaning is different, first of all, his main job is a soldier, a special operations soldier, he may have to perform tasks at any time, and theatrical performances can only be used as a pastime in leisure time, can it be the same?

If you let yourself go to the art troupe, just like Sha Yi, Mao Boy, Jiang Chao in "The Story of the Cooking Class" in his previous life, and Yan Ni in "Wulin Gaiden", Zhou Xing can still accept it, but he can't be a full-time soldier.

In the final analysis, Zhou Xingzhi is not here.

At this time, on the playground, there was a passionate slogan, as well as the sound of the ground shaking with steps and steps.

Here, Zhou Xing saw that many fighters kept a kicking posture for a long time without changing, just like a sculpture, although the weather was cold, but everywhere was a sweat, which showed their hard work.

Zhou Xing was tired when he watched such an action, not to mention that they had to hold on for so long.

Throughout the afternoon, Zhou Xing sighed with admiration in his heart more than once, these warriors were not much stronger than ordinary people, but more than that kind of tenacity, and the belief in his heart.

Zhou Xing also saw that many fighters were numb to their legs because of standing for a long time, especially standing on one leg and kicking out with one leg, and once they started to rest, their legs were stiff and sore.

What's more, some fighters fainted because of this.

Their hard work and perseverance were all seen by Zhou Xing, moved because of persistence, and admired because of moving.

The station of Pine Ridge is not in the capital, not even the suburbs, Pine Ridge, as the name suggests, is a mountain range full of pine trees, purely a slightly higher mountainous area, dozens of miles away from the capital.

In such a place, wind and sand are common, especially in winter, the wind mixed with sand blows to the face, it really hurts like a knife cut, but those soldiers just stand there so hard, sometimes they can't even close their eyes, the sand is blown into their eyes, the taste, who tries who knows.

Although Zhou Xing was not afraid of the cold, he had never practiced qigong, and the wind blowing on his face with sand made him always have a desire to hide in the house - it was too uncomfortable.

Even he is like this, let alone those officers and soldiers who wear standard parade uniforms?

But they were still here, waiting for the selection, and their faces were red, because of the wind and sun, the skin on their faces was rough and red, and they looked like plateau red.

Perhaps the result of their persistence was to fight back to their original troops, but they still persevered, not because they endured it with difficulty, but because they were full of hope -- to be selected, walk the long parade avenue under the eyes of 10,000 people, and accept the review of the party and the people!

Standing among them, Zhou Xing had the idea that the potential of people was really infinite in his heart, otherwise how could he explain their tenacity?

And that's just the beginning.

In the interval between their rest, Zhou Xing also asked that the big military parade will not be held until next year's National Day, and there is still more than half a year to go, and after experiencing this severe cold, it will have to experience an even more unbearable heat next year.

The current troops are not completely closed, and some soldiers recognized Zhou Xing and happily asked him for autographs, Zhou Xing cooperated one by one, and some did not know each other, but they heard that Zhou Xing was a star, and they all came to ask for autographs.

In this way, after a while, Zhou Xing was surrounded by soldiers, and a strong smell of sweat was crowded together, and the other fighters were used to it, and Zhou Xing, who was standing in the middle, felt the deepest, but he did not have any dissatisfaction.

It's just that the rest time of the soldiers is short after all, and twenty minutes later, when the whistle of the assembly blew, they dispersed in a hurry, leaving Zhou Xing to continue to be an idler.

It gets dark early in winter, but they don't disband, and under the light of the searchlights on the playground, they continue to train in the bitter cold wind, walking and shouting trumpets, as if they never get tired.

It lasted until nearly seven o'clock, when they disbanded and went to dinner.

At this time, Zhou Xing found that many people were limping, and some even needed help, and most of them walked a little awkwardly.

In the training just now, Zhou Xing didn't find anything unusual about them, which made Zhou Xing feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps, this is a soldier, a tenacious soldier!

After dinner, some of the soldiers went to the reading room to read books, some went to the screening room to watch movies, and some went to the computer room to surf the Internet, while Zhou Xing was taken by a soldier to an office in the complex building.

"Bang!"

A heavy slap on the table sounded, along with an angry scolding: "You bastard!" )