Chapter VIII: The law does not hold the public accountable
Before you know it, more than half of the week-long military training has passed. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Because Han Ziye got into trouble on the first day of military training, she was extremely honest in the next few days, and she never made any mistakes, and even was praised by the instructor for her accurate posture when she was kicking.
The further down the military training goes, the more relaxed the management becomes. In the past two days, the music class seems to have sat on the ground and sang military songs more and more often. Compared with the dull atmosphere in the culture class, the students in the music class have always been the most active, and music is their main major, so they are very active when singing military songs. Some students also improvised street dance, which caused the students in the culture class next to them to scream. Han Ziye also performed a show when singing military songs, and the song "Hair Like Snow" led the climax of the atmosphere of the whole class, so that the students in the class raised their arms and shouted "Han Ziye" together, and the students in the cultural class also saw the true face of this "man of the hour". When others were singing, Han Ziye used his superpowers to listen to other people's stories in the singing from time to time while listening to the songs, and received a lot of information from his classmates. Therefore, she enjoyed the entertainment very much. It's just that when some students were learning the song "Green Flowers in the Army", they almost cried and couldn't take care of themselves because of the dual reasons of "military training is too hard" and "too long away from home".
In military training, sorting out housekeeping is an important content, and in the various projects of sorting out housekeeping, the most difficult thing is to count the stacks of military quilts. According to the instructor's requirements, the quilts should be folded into four squares, and each side should be a straight line. The folded quilts looked like tofu cubes, and those that looked like bread or something else were picked up by the instructor and thrown straight from the balcony. Those students who cried during the day because of "Green Flowers in the Army" have to cry again at night because of the quilt they hung on the green belt downstairs.
In the next training, Han Ziye was also very obedient. Shang Lu and Jingmo have always been good students, and they are naturally very disciplined. Only the unruly Huangling Tour has always made big mistakes and not made small mistakes. Once, when learning martial arts, the instructor beckoned to Huang Lingyou, who looked very eye-catching in the team: "Come, try it with me, you have to do your best, I won't let you because you are the son of the grade director." ”
Huang Lingyou walked out of the team and stood in front of the instructor, and smiled evilly: "I won't let you because you are an instructor." ”
Then the two of them fought.
It's almost the last day of military training. Since the next day was a debriefing performance, and after the debriefing performance, it was a long-awaited holiday, so the students were very excited on this day. When I returned to the dormitory in the evening, the lights had been out for a long time and we were still chatting.
Maybe the students in the music class are very sensitive to musical notes, or maybe it's because of "not enough words, songs", everyone chatted and started singing. At first, they all sang their own songs, but then Han Ziye proposed to sing together, and when they started, everyone sang along, and the voices in the dormitory slowly changed from a solo to a chorus. The song was also mixed with the cheers and screams of some classmates. A few students even took out their own rice bowls and tapped them with chopsticks to the rhythm. Shang Lu dissuaded everyone, "Go to bed quickly, the dormitory teacher will go upstairs to check on the bed" as soon as he spoke, and he was drowned in the song. The atmosphere of the dormitory is getting higher and higher, and in the quiet of the night, the dormitory of the music class becomes the most striking presence in the dormitory. Of course, the first thing I was attracted to was the boarding teacher.
Just when everyone was still singing proudly, a bright light suddenly shot into the glass window on the door. The dormitory teacher's knock on the door followed.
"Open the door! Open the door! What time is it and you haven't gone to bed yet! ”
Hearing the voice of the dormitory teacher, the students immediately fell silent. The students standing on the ground also hurriedly put down the things in their hands, jumped on the bed and covered the quilt, and the whole movement was very smooth in one go.
After everyone was lying down, a student from the lower bunk went to open the door.
Footsteps came from outside the door to the dormitory: "What are you still tossing?" What time is it and you still haven't gone to bed? The dormitory teacher's voice sounded louder than everyone else combined.
The light of the flashlight swept over the faces of the classmates, and finally rested on the face of a sleeping classmate.
"You, get up for me, pretend to be quite similar." As he spoke, the teacher stepped forward and reached out to lift the quilt of this classmate, and pulled the person up.
The classmate asked sleepily, "What's the matter, teacher, I just fell asleep, what's wrong?" ”
Maybe this classmate's acting skills are on par with Shang Lu's, maybe she really didn't participate in the chorus just now and fell asleep a long time ago, in short, the teacher didn't speak again. She stared at the classmate for a long time, then put away the flashlight and walked out of the dormitory directly, throwing down a sentence: "Let your homeroom teacher take care of it, this class of students is really bad......"
The next day, when the students gathered on the playground, they found that the class teacher was not standing in front of them.
"Last night, the dormitory teacher told me about the girls' dormitory. You are so unorganized and undisciplined, you are simply unruly. Less than a week after I entered the school, I had to deal with the Political and Educational Office and the Logistics Department. There are too many people who have violated discipline, and the law does not hold the people accountable, so the higher authorities will punish me. As he spoke, Shi Cianming walked back and forth and stomped his feet twice, perhaps because the socks didn't fit or because of athlete's foot: "But they can't do anything to me except for punishing me a little head teacher's fee, but I can kill you." For the sake of your first-time offenders, even if this matter is over, you can do it for yourself in the future. ”
This is the first time Han Ziye has seen this kind of amazing language style. She was just about to turn her head to share with Huang Lingyou next to her, when she found that he had brought a notepad with him, and he was jotting something in the notebook at the moment.
"What are you writing about?" Han Ziye asked.
"Shhh
Han Ziye glanced at him: "Working so hard, who believes it?" ”
"From the first time the 'Cassia' teacher gave us a class meeting, I knew that he had an amazing talent for language, wouldn't it be a waste not to memorize such classic sentences?"
"Ah, so you're writing this, it's just disrespectful."
After finishing his travels, Huang Ling put away his notepad: "What did you do in your dormitory last night?" In our dormitory, we could hear it clearly, and the movement sounded like a twisted Yangge. ”
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Han Ziye was just about to stretch out his hand to hit him, when he suddenly heard a sound of "Lizheng". She hurriedly stood up, and when she looked at the front of the line, she found that the head teacher had already left, and the instructor was standing at the front of the line. Under the leadership of the instructor, everyone began to perform a debriefing.
The debriefing performance went very smoothly. Although in the process of military training, the music class has been in a lot of situations, but when it really went into battle, it was unexpectedly extraordinary. This made the instructors of their class very satisfied, and Shi Cianming, who had just been lectured by his superiors because of the incident in the girls' dormitory last night, was also slightly relieved after seeing everyone's results.
The debriefing performance was soon over, which meant that their period of military training was also over. The instructors stood in a line, saluted everyone, and walked towards the truck not far away. Han Ziye is not a person who loves to be sad and sad, at this time, looking at the backs of the instructors leaving in line, he inexplicably remembered the word "Pingju Pingsan".
After the debriefing performance, the holidays were over, and the students all returned to the dormitory, packed their things and prepared to go home. Han Ziye and Shang Lu also packed their things, and after greeting the classmates in the dormitory, they walked out of the dormitory.
"Midnight, are you going back to Qinchuan and your father's place or to Baili's house?" Shang Lu asked.
"It's better to be close, I'm too tired this week, I want to have a good rest."
"Alright then, I'll go first." Because of the different paths, Shang Lu planned to go first.
"Well, stay safe on the road." Walking to the door of the dormitory building, the two people separated.
At this time, Huang Lingyou and Jingmo walked over from a distance with backpacks on their backs. Because of the sun for a week during military training, all the students were dark, and everyone looked as if they had just returned from the coal mine site in Shanxi. Huang Lingyou was originally tall, but after he got tanned, not only did he not lose points in his image, but he looked more and more heroic, looking like a basketball student in a physical education class. And Jingmo's scholarly temperament is very strong, even if his complexion is dark for a while, it does not completely affect his temperament.
"Han Ziye, don't forget my album." Huang Lingyou saw Han Ziye and hurriedly reminded him of this most important thing for him.
"Well, if you don't say I almost forgot." Han Ziye scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
"Ahhh Huanglingyou was very devastated.
"Eh, that, Shang Lu, you wait for me, I'll go back to Qinchuan with you!" Han Ziye looked at Shang Lu not far away, and hurriedly trotted after him.