The first day of military training was a good day in autumn. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The large army of SME is concentrated in the basketball court in Area B and the surrounding large open space.

There were so many people that even the open space at the entrance of each dormitory building was occupied by a large area of green uniforms.

The two classes of IFC were lucky enough to be assigned to an open space next to the basketball court, which happened to have a little shade so that they would not be dried as dried African fish.

At this time, there were still more than ten minutes before the start of military training at eight o'clock.

Ma Wanli was giving a lecture, and there were two squad leaders standing next to him.

After a meal of unnutritious car talk, Ma Wanli finally emphasized discipline again, and left after speaking.

"Huh, I'm finally leaving, this guy looks a few years older than us, but he speaks so slippery in official words and clichés, and he's also a talent."

Wang Qiang teased with the boys nearby.

"That's not it, I heard that he is the vice president of our School of Economics and Management, the last student union, who was admitted to our graduate school, and now he is working and studying."

There is a well-informed boy who picks up Ma Wanli's old bottom.

"Don't talk about this, Brother Hao, you're famous now, do you know?"

Wang Qiang turned his head, looked at Yang Hao in the back row, and smiled.

"What's my name?"

Yang Hao felt that something was wrong, and when he was eating breakfast in the cafeteria in Area B in the morning, some people pointed at him, as if they were talking about themselves.

"Hey, Brother Hao, no one in your dormitory is on the forum of the school's intranet?"

"No, the boss of our dormitory, I got the network cable two days earlier, and with the external network, who still goes to the school's intranet."

"No wonder, let me tell you. Last night, I don't know which guy, made a post on the forum with a small video of a basketball game. ”

Wang Qiang leaned next to Yang Hao and squeezed his eyebrows: "Although the shooting angle is not good, it is still difficult to hide Brother Hao's might." This post was put on the homepage in less than half an hour, and finally highlighted by the administrator, Hao Gewei is famous all over the world! ”

"Damn, what's the matter? Then I'll have to go back to the intranet at noon, which part of the video is, it won't be me smashing the rebound angrily, right? ”

"That's not true, if someone takes that paragraph and posts it on the forum, Brother Hao, you will be invited to tea by the Political and Educational Department."

"Oh, that's better, but this kind of name, I'd rather not come out, I'll be pointed at for breakfast, it's too depressing."

"Hey, Brother Hao, are you still afraid of being famous? You know, a mortal like me can't be famous if he wants to. ”

Wang Qiang said, curious: "By the way, Brother Hao, you won't be a legendary martial arts master, why weren't you so awesome yesterday?" ”

"Martial arts master? Ahem, sort of, but my master is a master of the world and doesn't want to show his reputation, so I have to keep a low profile. ”

Yang Hao simply pushed the boat down the river, and made up a non-existent master in the world, and there were some things that were inconvenient to explain in the future, so it was better to push it on the master.

"I'll just say, Brother Hao's skill, jumping several meters high, must be a legendary light skill, could it be the Wudang Cloud Ladder?"

Wang Qiang began to make up for his own brain.

"No, no, no, my sect is a secret sect, and it has nothing to do with Wudang. But this light skill has a name, called ...... It's called the Flying Secret. ”

", the day is flying? So mighty, so domineering, is it a sect of cultivating immortals? ”

Wang Qiang's brain hole was out of control, he looked at Yang Hao with golden light in his eyes, and asked, "Brother Hao, does your sect still accept people?" ”

Burst!

Yang Hao almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, and said in his heart: This kid can't read Xiuxian novels and go crazy when he sees it, right?

He coughed dryly twice and politely refused: "Ahem, I'm sorry, the establishment of this sect has long been full, and there is really no vacancy at the moment." ”

Wang Qiang suddenly looked confused: "Huh? In the past few years, the sects have begun to engage in this set of compilation? ”

"That's not it, keep pace with the times, but don't worry, if there is a vacancy one day, I will definitely notify you first, and then it will depend on whether you have a fairy fate."

"That's right...... Do you want temporary workers? I'm willing to work as a part-time worker, as long as I can learn kung fu! ”

"Ahem, ahem, this ...... Not really. ”

Yang Hao flickered for a while, and finally got this stubble over.

"Grass, it's really tiring to pull the calf, it's golden to be silent in the future, I'll 'hehe' whatever I ask, I don't have to find a way to tell the lie in front of me, it's troublesome!"

Yang Hao thought about it and made up his mind, no matter who asked in the future, he would be killed and not explained, no matter how they made up their brains.

Beep!

A shrill whistle came from a distance, and the sound of neat footsteps.

The instructors of the troops came.

"Hello students, my name is Liu Jianjun, I am the instructor of your class, and I will train you in the next month."

Liu Jianjun, the instructor of the IFC (1) class, is a veteran who is nearly 30 years old and has been serving for almost ten years.

Just last year, he won the third place in the military region's competition.

At the beginning of this year, he was promoted to the rank of fourth-class sergeant major, and he was one of the best trump cards among the instructors who came this time.

"I know that you are all proud of the sky, and you may not take this military training seriously, thinking that you are just standing in a military posture and going through the motions."

Liu Jianjun's waist was straight, and he didn't smile: "Maybe under other instructors, it will be like this, but you are very lucky to meet me." ”

"My Liu Jianjun's subordinates have never had soldiers who are not afraid of hardship and tiredness, and there is no pampered master!"

He suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "So, from now on, you are my soldiers. Whoever dares not to obey my orders, even if I recognize you, my fists will not recognize you! ”

As soon as these words came out, the students, who had planned to laugh and laugh for a month, suddenly became in a commotion.

"Hmph, just scare people, I don't believe it, does he really dare to hit people?"

It was Wang Qiang who said this.

He has always been a mouthful, and he likes to be in the limelight, and his voice is a little louder.

Liu Jianjun heard it, and his eyes narrowed: "You, come out for me!" ”

Wang Qiang was startled, and quickly shrunk his neck, trying to get by.

Who knew that Liu Jianjun directly separated the crowd, grabbed his arm, twisted his backhand, and lifted Wang Qiang out.

"Push-ups, a hundred! Do it right away, if you don't do it standardly, or if you can't finish it, I'll show you my methods! ”

"Instructor, I'...... I was wrong, you can spare me this time, I promise not to do it again. ”

As soon as Wang Qiang saw Liu Jianjun's posture, he immediately coaxed and begged for mercy in a low voice.

"Do it or not? I'll count one, two, three, and when the time comes, I'll do it! ”

Liu Jianjun turned his face and clenched his fists with a rattling sound.

"I ...... I'll just do it. ”

Wang Qiang was originally a king with a strong mouth, but when something happened, he immediately withered.

He fell to the ground dejected and began to do push-ups.

Syllable!

Liu Jianjun kicked him in the ass and yelled, "Why are you doing it with your ass so high, haven't you done push-ups?" ”

"Ouch, you...... You're such a hitter, I'm ...... I'm going to complain about you! ”

was kicked in front of the public, and there were so many girls around him, Wang Qiang suddenly blushed and simply let it out.

"Complain about me? Yes, but before then, I'll learn how to do push-ups! Now keep your green bean eyes open and take a good look at it, push-ups aren't what you do! ”

Liu Jianjun didn't seem to be afraid of being complained about at all, he first did a few standard push-ups before grabbing Wang Qiang's arm and ordering: "Just according to this standard, one hundred, and you can complain after you finish it." ”

"By ...... Why, I'm going to complain about you right now! ”

Syllable!

Liu Jianjun kicked Wang Qiang's ass again, and said coldly: "Why? Just because I am your instructor, you are my soldier! If you don't do it, if you don't do it, I'll kick you! ”

"I ...... I do. ”

Wang Qiang really has no choice, he can't cry, right? In fact, Liu Jianjun didn't kick hard, the key is to lose face!

One, two, three......

Wang Qiang awkwardly started push-ups, which was still not very standard.

"Woo woo, this veteran ruffian, my dad hasn't beaten me, or in front of so many people, I ...... I'm not done with you! ”

He cried in his heart, he really couldn't swallow this breath, but he was afraid that Liu Jianjun would continue to kick his ass, it would be a shame.

But Liu Jianjun didn't kick him again, but faced the other students, with a tiger face, and asked, "Is there anyone else who is not convinced?" If you have it, stand up quickly, if not, just listen to my orders honestly, and let's start military training! ”

No one spoke.

Wang Qiang looked at Yang Hao in the team with tears in his eyes, as if he was expecting the martial arts master to stand up and beat the veteran ruffian instructor.

It's a pity that Yang Hao didn't move.

"Okay, then now, let's start with the queue, everyone listen to me......"

Liu Jianjun smiled slightly, and was about to start military training, when suddenly, Wang Qiang shouted from behind.

"Instructor, I bet there is a classmate in our class who can beat you with one hand!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and even several instructors nearby looked at it.

Most of the students in the two classes of IFC couldn't help but look at Yang Hao.

As for Yang Hao, at this moment, he couldn't wait to kill Wang Qiang.

"I, Nima, am your father-killer in your last life, right? Otherwise, would you meow like this? ”

He thought, a wry smile on his face. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )