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"By the way, I have a question for you." Feng Jianhong suddenly remembered something. Fan Wuxian didn't know why, he looked at Feng Jianhong a little blankly, not knowing what he remembered again.

"After tomorrow, the freshmen will start military training, and this is to be counted in the grades, it seems to be three credits." Feng Jianhong said to Fan Wuxi,

"And the school also requires that new students must participate in the whole process of military training." Well, in this matter, Fan Wuxian was a little depressed at the thought of being trained by those big-headed soldiers, but how should he deal with it, find someone to issue a certificate of illness?

It seems that the school is quite strict about this aspect, and it is generally difficult to escape the past. But Feng Jianhong quickly continued,

"Military training is a must, but would you like to come to the Logistics Support Department?" Logistics Support Department?

It was the first time Fan Wuxian had heard of such a statement, so he asked with puzzled eyes. Feng Jianhong saw Fan Wuxian's dazed face, so he explained to him,

"The so-called logistics support is to assist the instructors who lead the troops to do a good job in logistics during the military training, for example, once a student faints, it is necessary to help the school doctor to carry out emergency treatment, or undertake the task of providing students with boiling water and mung bean soup and other materials to cool off, and also to record the attendance of the participating students. **.coM*** In this case, I'm afraid you won't be able to participate in the training yourself. However, there will still be credits for this part, which can be regarded as compensation from the department for delaying military training due to your participation in logistics support work. "That's a good thing!

After Fan Wuxian heard this, his heart suddenly bloomed. There is no need to participate in military training, and because of work reasons, the reason is just, sitting under the shade of the tree on the side, leisurely watching others kick the right steps against the sun to do training, this is simply a kind of psychological and physical double enjoyment!

Fan Wuxian looked at Feng Jianhong, and suddenly felt that this deputy secretary was actually a good person. Feng Jianhong saw Fan Wuxian's face glowing.

knew that he had done this favor, so he said with a smile,

"Actually, there is no time in my life that I have a barracks experience. It's still a little regrettable, but fortunately, everyone is still on the same training ground, but you are just a service person for everyone. "Feng Jianhong has served in the army for more than ten years.

For that period of history, I can't let go of it, and sometimes I encounter some things in school.

\\\\\ always naturally associate with the army, so it is a bit out of place in this environment, for example, when it comes to the treatment of students, it is easy to compare them with soldiers as soldiers, and as a result, many people are dissatisfied with them.

If you dig deeper, the human part of other places. will also find that in fact, sometimes he just doesn't understand the world.

It's not that I'm bad or bad. But in the eyes of most people, the impression that Deputy Secretary Feng is unsmiling and difficult to deal with is indelible.

Because Fan Wuxian is relatively old in psychology and has a lot of knowledge, he doesn't take Feng Jianhong seriously, and Feng Jianhong thinks that Fan Wuxian not only has a good family background, but also has a high level of literacy, but he can find a lot of topics, from the international environment to the comparison of Chinese and US military strength, from the new generation of fighters to whether China should have an aircraft carrier.

The two of them had a lot of arguments. Fan Wuxian told Feng Jianhong some jokes with him, and the two of them could also go to one place.

Wait until the orientation party is over. Feng Jianhong said to Fan Wuxi,

"If you can't solve any problems in your studies, just ask the teacher what problems you encounter in life, just come to me." After Fan Wuxian left, he suddenly felt that the things of the past few days were a little funny, but he didn't expect Feng Jianhong to make Sun Lixin deflated, this matter is really a bit of a thought, it seems that in the future, he will inevitably be regarded as Feng Jianhong's descendant.

\\\\\ but there's nothing wrong with that, it's just enough to scare off those who deliberately make trouble, saving yourself a lot of tongues.

When the meeting is over, the old students will either disperse in a hurry, or they will be close to the beautiful MM set among the freshmen, and develop a relationship, all of which want to take advantage of the fact that the freshmen come in stupidly and don't know the depth and shallow water on campus, and capture one or two emotional slaves for themselves to play, anyway, it is very messy.

Fan Wuxi looked around, and he didn't find a few smooth-looking ones, as the so-called international trade famous flowers are few, and there are many crooked ones, if you look at them one by one, your girlfriend has to look for them.

This is also a bit exaggerated.,There are not a few girls in the international trade.,Even from the base ratio.,There should be some high-quality MM.,It's just that now this orientation party has opened a little bit.,A lot of MMs haven't arrived yet.,You know,If you have the right to be late.,That must be the beauty of the country.。

But when I looked at it this way, I saw Tong Xiaoyun, I saw that she was wearing a lilac dress and was standing at the door, probably a few cadres of the student union who were familiar with her and were greeting her.

\\\\\ the brilliance of the setting sun shone on her, and even her hair was dyed with a halo, which looked a little elegant, and the evening breeze blew gently, and lifted the corner of the long skirt, revealing the smooth and soft ankles and straight and slender calves.

Fan Wuxian noticed that Tong Xiaoyun's figure is the perfect golden ratio, the proportion of her legs, she can be a professional model, and the proportion of her breasts, although it is not very full, is very comfortable.

Tong Xiaoyun was talking to someone, and felt that someone on the other side was looking at her, looked up, and saw that it was Fan Wuxi, so she beckoned to him, and then said to the male classmate who was talking, and walked over to Fan Wuxian with all his money.

Fan Wuxian stood there, looking at the boy behind Tong Xiaoyun whose face was full of frustration, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and said to Tong Xiaoyun,

"As soon as you walked over like this, you were like broken glass all the way!

"Is this derogatory or positive?" Tong Xiaoyun naturally knew what Fan Wuxian was referring to. = Novel 520 debut== Fan Wuxian shrugged his shoulders and said,

"I'm just briefly stating the facts."

"My mother asked me to come to you and eat dumplings at my house at night." Tong Xiaoyun said.

"Dumplings, I like them." Fan Wuxi not only likes to eat dumplings, but also is good at making dumplings, especially the dumpling filling, which is a must, when he is at home, he is the main force in the kitchen, and when he talks about making dumplings in the south, he is not far behind.

So the two of them walked out all the way, Fan Wuxi drove Tong Xiaoyun to the largest vegetable market outside, picked and picked for a while, got all the meat and vegetables, and then drove back.

Aunt Ding happened to have something to go out, and there were two people and a little nanny left in the house, so the three of them began to cook and cook with laughter, and it didn't take long for them to wrap enough dumplings for five people, and the remaining materials, Fan Wuxian got a fried eggplant box, pumpkin stewed beans, mixed a shallot, tofu, and a cold salad, all of which were home-cooked side dishes, and it was rare that they were all colorful, fragrant, and delicious, which made Tong Xiaoyun feel a little surprised.

"Your parents have trained you as a cook since you were a child?" Tong Xiaoyun tasted a fried eggplant box with her plain hands, and felt that the taste was quite good, so she couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"It's not." Fan Wuxian wiped his hands and replied,

"When I was a child, I had nothing to do, and my parents went to work again, so I tried to cook for them, and after a long time, they naturally grew up, and then they ran around and went to the United States, and they tasted Chinese and Western food all over again, and they saw a lot of natural tricks."

"Do you cook Western food?" Tong Xiaoyun is a little envious of Fan Wuxi's cooking skills, she can only cook a little simple things herself.

"Western food is not good, mainly because I am not interested." Fan Wuxian shook his head and said,

"I remember when I wanted to get a driver's license in the United States, the examiner never passed, or I specially stewed a pot of soup at home and conquered him."

"You can be regarded as carrying forward Chinese cuisine---- and you are also famous outside the territory---" Tong Xiaoyun couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly when she heard that Fan Wuxian actually used food to make a deal with the examiner.

After a while, when Aunt Ding came back, she was stunned to find that the food had been prepared, and after tasting a bite of the dumplings, she found that it was much better than what she had made, and she couldn't help but be surprised,

"Who's tuning this?!"

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Fan Wu was sick for a moment.

"It turned out to be a disease-free stuffing, alas, Zhang Mei is really blessed, giving birth to a son like you----" Aunt Ding's face was full of envy, Fan Wuxian would make money, but he could afford to put down anything, even the things in the kitchen were extraordinary, how could he be embarrassed?

After a while, Tong Yushan also came back, it was rare that he didn't drink outside, and he was very happy to see Fan Wuxi, and turned out a bottle of Moutai from the box under the bed, which was sent by Fan Wuxian last time, and said to Fan Wuxi,

"You can drink a little more tonight

"I'll drink a little less tonight, I'll drive later." As soon as Fan Wuxian saw the wine, he felt a little worried in his heart.

After all, if it wasn't for drinking at Aunt Ding's house and living in Tong Xiaoyun's bedroom, it wouldn't have caused such a big mess, so I peeked at Tong Xiaoyun, and sure enough, I found that her face was a little unnatural, obviously thinking of what happened last time.

Tong Yushan didn't expect that because he poured a few more glasses of wine from Fan Wuxian last time, he became Fan Wuxi's cheap old man.

If he knew about this, I believe that what he handed over this time was not a wine glass, but an angry wine bottle.

Fan Wuxian raised his wine glass a little twisted and walked with Tong Yushan, he didn't know what it was like in his heart, all in all, his mood was more complicated.