Far away, Zhou Quan and several instructors heard the sound of scolding in the cafeteria. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A few people ran over quickly, and there were a few people squatting under the wall outside the cafeteria, seeing Zhou Quan, they quickly stood up and saluted, "Little ......" Zhou Quan hurriedly changed his words, "Yu Wei, what happened inside?" ”

"Report to Comrade Major, there is a fight inside." Su Xiaobei replied in a loud voice.

It's benevolent enough, but she deliberately shouted loudly to ventilate inside, and if she doesn't listen to it, it depends on their creation.

Zhou Quan's face darkened instantly, snatched the roster in the hands of the instructor behind him, and rushed in with a chill.

Lin Xiangming put his hands in his trouser pockets, and when he came out, he glanced at Su Xiaobei, who was smiling evilly, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he shook his body and walked towards the training ground.

Ding Damei and a few of them leaned on the window to watch the excitement, Su Xiaobei stood behind and said, "Hey, I'm going to the training ground." ”

No one answered her.

Su Xiaobei shrugged his shoulders and raised his feet to chase Lin Xiangming, who was far away.

"Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng." Xiaobei kept his distance from him and whispered in his mouth.

Lin Xiangming couldn't speak, but responded to her with snapping his fingers. Xiao Bei stared at the slender ten fingers behind his back, and there was a pale yellow callus on the index finger of his right hand.

“…… Tang Cheng, you ...... Have you ever shot and killed someone? ”

Xiang Ming's body was stunned, standing still in place, Xiaobei was flustered, knowing that he had asked the wrong thing.

"I'm sorry, I'll just ask casually, don't you mind."

Lin Xiangming turned around, his eyes were cold, his face was expressionless, he nodded lightly to Xiaobei, and gestured "1" with his finger.

"Killed...... One? Xiaobei whispered back.

Lin Xiangming nodded again, pinching his throat as if he wanted to speak, but was stopped by Xiaobei, "Don't, when you're completely well, you can tell me what happened to you on the battlefield." ”

Su Xiaobei is as careful as a hair, she understands Lin Xiangming's temperament.

The free-range children of the official family, who experienced the indifference of their relatives at a young age, tasted cold eyes and loneliness, and there must be a fragile side in his character, and killing people is not as easy as stepping on an ant.

Regardless of whether the other party is an enemy or a heinous gangster, it is a fresh life, and for a recruit who has just entered the barracks and goes to the battlefield, it is completely a nightmare-like existence.

Lin Xiangming has changed a lot, if he doesn't experience pain, how can his personality become mature?

Soon the two came to the training ground, there was a team of soldiers doing morning training, Xiaobei took a closer look, wasn't this the group of people he met at the artillery school?

"Hey!" Xiaobei waved to them excitedly, and the team leader's little squad leader smiled innocently at her, and Lin Xiangming, who was on the side, turned his face to look at Xiaobei.

"Hehe, I heard what they said about your sacrifice, do you want to go over and say hello to them?"

Xiaobei slyly pointed at the small squad leader who ran over, Lin Xiangming snorted coldly, turned his head and walked to the side.

"Hey, that's stingy." Xiao Bei grimaced at his back and immediately changed to a smile, "Little squad leader, are you here too?" We're really fated to do it. ”

The small squad leader was very shy, but because Xiaobei was a friend of the martyr Lin Xiangming, he had some sympathy for her, and he rubbed his face for a long time before he took out a small gourd carved from wood from his trouser pocket, "This is for you, it is made with the eyes of the old partridge (gu), I heard that the martyr Lin Xiangming likes this kind of pear pimple the most, you keep it as a souvenir." ”

Xiaobei took it in surprise and put it in the palm of his hand and measured it carefully, the gourd was about ten centimeters long, the wood was hard, and the pattern on it was very beautiful, but it had not been polished and was a little rough.

"This is really something Lin Xiangming likes?"

The small squad leader's face was crimson, he lowered his head and scratched the back of his neck, nodded and said, "Yes, everyone who came back from the south knows about Lin Xiangming's martyr, and everyone is proud of him. ”

Xiaobei was stunned when he heard this, and asked curiously, "Why do you wear it on your body?" Ward off evil spirits? ”

"No, it's not." The small squad leader shook his head in fright, "He is a hero and an example for us to learn, everyone admires his dedication, and use this to encourage themselves to learn from him." ”

Xiaobei tilted his head, swept the fluttering little gourd in his hand, and said with a smile, "Little squad leader, you guys are not good, everyone is a materialist warrior, you can't pay attention to these crooked ways, dedication or something, you still have to do what you can, don't you say?" ”

After bidding farewell to the small squad leader, Xiaobei walked to Lin Xiangming's side with a strange expression.

"You heard it all, didn't you? I just want to ask, do you really like this kind of old partridge eyes? ”

Xiaobei held back a smile in his heart, this is probably what Lin Guixiang likes, in order to establish a great and glorious image for his grandson, the old man has worked hard!

Lin Xiangming's face was about to turn black into carbon, the fake news of his sacrifice was released to Zheng Yufen and others, when did it become known to the whole army? Grandpa's joke is a little too big?

Looking down at the small gourd in Xiaobei's hand, Lin Xiangming smiled bitterly, gestured with his hand, and let Xiaobei take it, after all, the hearts of the soldiers are true, but I don't know if they will scold him or rejoice for him when they learn that Lin Xiangming is not dead in the end.

The two exercised on the training ground for a while, Xiaobei deliberately rolled up his sleeves and shook the watch on his wrist in front of Xiang Ming's eyes, "What time do you guess?" ”

Xiang Ming smiled deeply, reached out and touched her short hair, smiled dotingly, and pointed to the auditorium opposite.

At eight o'clock, there was a cultural exam, and the two came to take the exam in their new identities, and after looking at each other, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Xiaobei, Xiaobei!" Ding Damei ran over in a hurry, found that Xiaobei was standing with the strange boy, and shouted, "Are you bullying my Xiaobei?" ”

"Great beauty!" Su Xiaobei hurriedly covered her mouth, "My name is Yu Wei, Yu Wei." Glancing at the boy who was smiling on the side, her face turned red, "His name is Tang Cheng, he didn't bully me, you be quiet!" ”

"Tang Cheng? How come I haven't heard of this name? Which school? Ding Damei looked him up and down suspiciously, it was broad daylight, and the light was sufficient, and he could finally see his true face clearly.

Lin Xiangming knew that she was Xiaobei's friend, and he was not embarrassed, and generously let her look at her.

"Hey, this soup friend is good-looking and manly." Unexpectedly, Lin Xiangming, who had tanned skin, was favored by Ding Damei, the girl stretched out her right hand, squinted her eyes, and said in a shy, "My name is Ding Damei, and I am a fellow villager and friend of Xiaobei." ”

It turned out to be a fellow countryman! Lin Xiangming hurriedly shook her hand gently, his expression a little restrained.

Ding Damei was puzzled and looked at Xiaobei.

"Oh, I forgot to say it, Tang Cheng has a throat problem and can't speak for the time being."

"Yo, this is not good, my Xiaobei knows some medical skills, if you can trust her, let her take a look, and give you a needle to get a needle faster."