Stand upright, take a break, and stand in a military posture. Standing under the sun for a few hours, let the wind and sun blow, and forcibly turn the girls' originally white and tender skin into a black briquette.

On a September day, although there was a cool breeze, the autumn sun was still hot, and after a while, the sun was so hot that his eyes were full of gold stars, and his whole body was wet, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Although the girls of the art troupe have all experienced the recruit company and practice every day, they are not industrious, but they have never received this kind of special forces training.

It's not training, it's torture.

Although the instructors of the training repeatedly lowered their requirements, they still couldn't withstand the girls' delicate complaints.

The instructors sent by the ** Ministry are all from the sea ship soldiers, and they are not afraid of the wind and rain, bullets and rain, but they are in the eyes of the little girl's tears, coquettish voices, at a loss, and lost their minds.

At the beginning, Yang Lixin did an ideological mobilization, but it had little effect, and he didn't bother to take care of it, anyway, it was all handed over to the military training instructor, and someone was responsible for any consequences, he just could easily and easily, patted the military uniform, and left under the pretext that he had other work to do.

Leaving a group of female soldiers and instructors to fight wits and courage.

"Report to the instructor, I have a stomachache and I want to rest. "A girl raised her hand to report.

"Report to the instructor, I just had a bad cold, and I haven't recovered yet, and I need to rest. ”

"Report to the instructor, I'm here, I can't be tired......"

……

At the beginning, there were four or five people who echoed, and it was originally a team of less than twenty people, and in the end, only a dozen or so people were still holding on.

Others sat on the edge of the playground drinking water and chatting and enjoying the privileges of the sick and wounded.

The sound of giggling and laughing reached the training team, which was particularly noisy and harsh, making these sweaty team members even more depressed.

There are more high-sounding reasons to find them.

For example, Han Xiaoya, because she needed to rehearse a pas de deux with Jiang Feng, only stood for half an hour before leaving, and when she was leaving, she repeatedly emphasized: "I have a rehearsal task, I don't want to be lazy." ”

After speaking, he walked away triumphantly.

provoked Zhou Tingting to grit her teeth in a low voice in the team: "Death, I'm afraid that no one knows." ”

Li Jing, Zhou Tingting and An Ge are all left-behind team members who are honestly trained in the military training team.

Li Jing is the squad leader, she must play an exemplary role, Zhou Tingting came to accompany Li Jing, and secondly, she was simple-minded, and she didn't think of these tricks at all.

An Ge doesn't care, she really doesn't want to fight with some people on this small matter, and she doesn't want to look at the instructor's aggrieved face, isn't it just standing in a military posture and being trained, how big of a thing can it be? If you can't even endure this little hardship, then you're really sorry for the military uniform on your body.

So she gritted her teeth and stood upright, her upright posture was like a fully drawn bow, she raised her head and chest, tucked her abdomen and chin, adjusted her breathing, and stood in a military posture as if she were a martyr on the stage.

Standing like this for nearly an hour, many people were a little physically exhausted, and even the instructor's iron-clad face was a little loose, as if he was hesitating to rest for a while.

"Yo, yes, that's all there is left. On the side of the playground, a familiar voice was heard.

The instructor's face stiffened, and he immediately raised his hand and saluted: "Report ......" His voice trembled and was sharp, and even the team members resting on the side of the playground stopped laughing and looked at him in surprise.

Ning Jiashu walked slowly and leisurely in front of the military training team with his hands on his shoulders, standing with his feet apart, looking up and down at the trainees who were training a little bit with a smile in his eyes.

"Three squad leaders. ”

"To ......," the instructor's voice trembled even more.

"Take two steps forward...... Stand still......" he commanded.

The instructor listened to his command, stood in front of the team, did not dare to breathe, and stood upright like a green pine.

Ning Jiashu's face still had a sneering and mocking look, and he nodded: "Okay, I'll go to the company headquarters for a meeting, let you take them to practice first, and you can get so many wounded and sick people for me, and the results are good." ”

The instructor's black face was already flushed.

"All the members of the dance team are assembled, and if the wounded and sick can't get sick notes, all stand back for me......" Ning Jiashu turned his face and scanned the group of "wounded and sick" sternly with a cold gaze.

His gaze was so cold that the little girls who had been secretly doing nymphomaniac just now got up and squeezed into the line.

"Stand upright. Ning Jiashu shouted a password.

All the team members shook their bodies.

Ning Jiashu raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "From now on, the training time will be counted and it will be over in an hour and a half." ”

He pointed to the young instructor again, "You, also practice along." ”

"Yes. ”

The girls wailed in their hearts, but no one dared to reveal a single thing.

Although An Ge was still standing upright, he frowned slightly unconsciously.

Why?

It's true to punish laziness and slippery, but why should it be one-size-fits-all?

Others have enjoyed those dozens of minutes of leisure, and they, who are honest and innocent and obedient, still have to suffer in vain?

But Ning Jiashu didn't care about this, he didn't know where to find a pair of sunglasses and put them on his face, the wide sunglasses covered his expression, and the line of his chin was even more handsome and charming.

Standing in front of the team with his feet apart, his face was grim and his posture was erect, like a king, frowning and looking down at the group of soldiers under him.

There is no right and wrong, only obedience.

He took his hand to inspect the circle, stretched out his hand to beckon the little soldier who was following him, whispered a few words in his ear, and the little soldier immediately ran away.

Time passed unconsciously, and An Ge stood straight, and the sweat on his forehead, one by one, fell from the cracks in his hair, ran down his forehead, and flowed into his eyes.

It was foggy and I couldn't see clearly, only the scorching sun overhead, and the steaming heat in the dirt.

Thirsty, dry mouth, Venus shining in front of me, dizzy, and blurred vision.

She stubbornly gritted her back molars and swallowed the bloody taste coming out of her throat.

Although she didn't know where Ning Jiashu's gaze fell, she was tense and erect, she was fighting, using this almost masochistic obedience to protest against Ning Jiashu's obstinacy.

The soldiers went and hurried back, followed by several health soldiers wearing red cross armbands on stretchers.

Maybe it was because he saw this stretcher, and finally broke down some people's psychological defenses, and he couldn't hold on, so someone in front of An Ge made a grunt and fell on the playground.

Ning Jiashu waved his hand, and the health soldier ran over and pinched the person, rolled his eyelids, and immediately carried him away on a stretcher.

One person after another.

An Ge, his head became more and more empty, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.