Time gradually flies by.

The military training was as usual, and the students endured all the hardships, getting up at six o'clock in the morning every day, standing in a military posture, kicking the right step, and walking in a square line.

Han Xu is under no pressure, but he tries his best to make his movements rougher, after all, he is so handsome and has such excellent morality, if he doesn't keep a low profile, others won't have to live.

After that night, Han Xu never saw Zhou Qing again.

And Zhao Daxiong was drunk that night, and the next day he was still in good spirits and tortured his classmates to death. Well, he's a person who has a clear distinction between public and private, and he doesn't bring his personal emotions to training.

As for Chu Zhenghao and Meng Lin, both of them took long vacations.

The enemies all abandoned Han Xu, lonely as snow, but he liked this feeling of "you can't kill me and still avoid me".

As soon as Chu Zhenghao took a leave, the first class of the Chinese Department lost its class leader.

The family cannot be without a master for a day, and the country cannot be without a monarch for a day, counselor Wang Lei thought carefully for three seconds and appointed Han Xu as the acting class leader of the first class of the Chinese Department.

Han Xu feels a great responsibility, if you want to be a qualified class cadre, you must first learn to be corrupt and bend the law, oh! No, it's integrity! Therefore, as soon as it was time to rest in military training, he beckoned everyone to pay tribute, and Coke Sprite Assam did not refuse.

Breezy and a cool day.

Han Xu sat under the tree, drinking free milk tea, in a good mood.

"Where did Li Mo go?"

"Jerk off in the toilet." Tian Zhuangzhuang took a sip of juice.

Han Xu really wanted to slap Tian Zhuangzhuang, this guy was really getting more and more obscene/trivial.

"It's not going to be good, it looks like it's going to rain." Tian Zhuangzhuang raised his eyes to look at the cloudy sky, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is no need for military training in the afternoon." After a pause, he said, "Eh, by the way, Han Xu, why are you with me, a bachelor, all day long, why don't you accompany our sister-in-law Ji Ling?" ”

"What nonsense." Han Xu laughed.

"Hehe......" Tian Zhuangzhuang leaned in front of Han Xu, and said with a smile on his face/lewdness//"Tell me the truth, you didn't go back to the dormitory until the early hours of the morning two nights ago, did you correct Ji Ling on the spot?" ”

"Beep...... Beep! ”

The military training whistle sounded, interrupting Tian Zhuangzhuang's obscenity.

Zhao Daxiong shouted: "One class, all of them, take the first row as the baseline, assemble!" ”

The students of the Chinese Department gathered all in an uproar, gathered their stomachs and inhaled, raised their heads and chests, Zhao Daxiong nodded with satisfaction, and then counted the number of people, found that there was one person missing, and said loudly: "Who else has not arrived?" ”

"Eh, instructor, I'm here." Li Mo strode over from a distance.

Zhao Daxiong squinted and said, "What did you do?" ”

Li Mo said: "Go to the toilet." ”

Zhao Daxiong snorted: "Enter the column, report the number!" ”

Zhao Daxiong is a native of Lingnan, and his native accent is very strong, Li Mo didn't hear it clearly, and pointed to the French plane tree next to him suspiciously: "Instructor, you let me hold the tree?" ”

The classmates hummed and snorted, and their faces turned red.

Zhao Daxiong's mouth was crooked, and he roared: "Don't talk nonsense, fifty push-ups!" ”

Li Mo felt that he was really wronged, and thought to himself, why did you punish me if you didn't say anything clearly.

He reluctantly lay down to do push-ups, the action was really impossible to look at, he landed on all fours, his fart/thighs were cocked high, and he looked like the heroine who was ridden in an island country action movie.

Zhao Daxiong raised his leg and kicked Li Mo's ass/stock: "Why are you so high?" ”

Li Mo's face was full of grievances: "Brother Nobita, I can't make it not warp." ”

The classmates couldn't hold back any longer, holding their stomachs and laughing, and the whole team was in a mess.

"Be serious! Be serious! Zhao Daxiong roared angrily.

"What for?"

At this time, an officer walked over, with a horse-faced and garlic-nosed nose, it was Zou Xuelin, the leader of the team this time, and he roared with a gloomy face: "Are you here to travel?" What a system does hee-hee-ha become! If you don't want military training, stand up for me! I'll buy you a train ticket to take you back! ”

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing, and the students were silent.

"Zhao Daxiong, out of the ranks!"

"Yes!" Zhao Daxiong marched with his head held high.

Zou Xuelin saw the chaotic scene of the first class of the Chinese Department just now, and was very dissatisfied in his heart, and angrily rebuked Zhao Daxiong: "The students in other classes are training well, what do you see the students in your class become?" It's been ten minutes since the whistle blew and I'm still messing around! You can't even bring a class of students, so roll me back! ”

"Yes, sir!"

Zhao Daxiong stood upright, but a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

The team immediately stirred, it is the soldier's duty to obey orders, Zhao Daxiong did not defend or fight, but the classmates couldn't see it, they got along for more than half a month, and they already had deep feelings for this instructor who was strict on the surface and soft in his heart.

Zou Xuelin swept his eyes and said sternly: "What are you arguing about, is anyone unconvinced?" ”

"I'm not convinced!"

A teenager stepped forward, it was Li Mo.

"Sir, what happened just now has nothing to do with our instructor, he taught well enough!" Li Mo was a little excited, although Zhao Daxiong punished him just now, but military training is the same thing, and the relationship between the two is good in private, he loudly defended Zhao Daxiong: "It was our fault just now, if you want to punish us, punish us." ”

Han Xu was impressed by Li Mo's kid, no matter what his conduct was, at least he was responsible.

"Oh, it's your fault?" Zou Xuelin stared at Li Mo for a deep look, then swept the audience, and said sharply: "Okay, since you are so responsible, then I will fulfill you!" Now, all the boys in the first class of the Chinese Department run fifteen laps along the playground. Don't come back to see me one lap less! ”

The line fell silent again.

No one dared to respond to such a severe punishment.

"One person does things and one person does it, and I run alone!" Li Mo is very realistic, he doesn't expect other classmates to accompany him to suffer, there are not many people who send charcoal in the snow these years, there are many people who fall into the well, and those who wantonly ridicule are all over the mountains. What's more, fifteen laps are not a joke, they can make people prostrate.

"Why do you want to run alone, you don't treat the squad leader as a cadre." Han Xu walked out, he and Li Mo had a deep contradiction, the two hadn't spoken for more than half a month since the start of school, but internal contradictions were the same thing, and at a critical moment, people in a dormitory had to advance and retreat together.

"It's not bad to run, brother's tendons and flesh are useless." Tian Zhuangzhuang also stood up.

"Just three? What about the others, are they all bad seeds? Zou Xuelin put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly: "I repeat: no matter what difficulties you encounter, you are all a collective, no one less will work, and one less circle will not count!" ”

"Run, run, let's run!"

"That's right, fight for Instructor Zhao, it's not people who are one less circle!"

The boys in the first class of the Chinese Department originally wanted to stand up for Instructor Zhao, no matter what, they couldn't watch Zhao Daxiong carry the black pot, and now the squad leader Han Xu has stood up, and then was provoked by Zou Xuelin, and his brain was hot, and more than twenty boys rushed out.

The one who took the lead was Li Mo.

This kid is out of the limelight, winning everyone's favor for Zhao Daxiong, plus good looks, red lips and white teeth standard Xiao Zhengtai, attracting the attention of countless girls, and many girls in the Chinese department waved their arms to cheer him on.

Han Xu followed at the back of the line.

Fifteen laps is a long marathon, there is no need to be presumptuous, as the class leader, he thinks about how to make the whole class of boys reach the finish line smoothly, but now the morale is high, everyone wants to run in front of you chasing me, and there is definitely no strength to run behind the unreasonable use of physical strength.

Han Xu was a little worried.

At this time, the rainy sky suddenly thundered.

The north wind hit and the rain poured down.

Students from other majors hid under the teaching building to rest, looking at the boys in the Chinese department like silly hats.

The boys in the Chinese department have already run to the eighth lap, many of them are white and shaky, all relying on one breath to hold on, but they are unwilling to give up, not stupid, the teenager is already hot-blooded and impulsive, when they think of Zou Xuelin's words, there is a anger to support them to continue to run forward.

"Brothers, it's raining so hard, let's go back."

Han Xu stopped, he saw that several classmates were crumbling and completely out of order, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, it was easy to catch a cold and fever, as the class leader, he had the responsibility and obligation to persuade the classmates to go back at this time.

"Squad leader, you have to go by yourself!"

"We have to fight for Nobita."

"That's right! Don't steam steamed buns to fight for breath, damn/, we're going to finish! ”

In the wind and rain, Han Xu watched some boys staggering forward without physical strength; Some of the boys fell into the puddle and still forced themselves to get up and continue to run, their faces full of mud and water and the immaturity that had not yet faded, but with a stubbornness that no one could tell, as if they were defending something.

That's the hot blood burning in the boy's body!

Han Xu was suddenly a little moved.

Youth is like poetry, poetry is brave, and it also lies in fighting for some childish beliefs!

Han Xu broke away from the team and said loudly in the rain: "Since everyone has to persist until the end, then we must make reasonable use of our physical strength, and it is impossible for us to complete the task now!" ”

They have blood, but blood alone is not enough.

Now the whole team is scattered and chaotic, and the people in front can't see the people behind, and they will be defeated sooner or later when they fight alone under the torrential rain. Han Xu felt that he should do something, and continued to say loudly: "Everyone stop and listen to my command!" ”

The boys in the Chinese department all serve Han Xu, Han Xu is capable, strong, and gets along well with his classmates. Now hearing the roar of the squad leader, everyone stopped, panting with their mouths open, just wanting to sit down on the grass and never get up again.

"I can't get up when I sit down, so I'll stand up!"

Han Xu roared, and the boys who were about to sit down stiffened their calves.

"Our team is too chaotic, the morale will be exhausted sooner or later, we have to twist into a force to get from the finish line," Han Xu said loudly: "Now, listen to my password to adjust the order of the team, Tian Zhuangzhuang takes the lead, Liu Xiaochuan ranks second, and Li Mo ranks third......"

Han Xuquan, a classmate in the class, knew that according to everyone's strengths and the performance just now, he turned the previous scattered retail investors into a unified overall team.

Five minutes later, the team regrouped and set off again.

Tian Zhuangzhuang takes the lead, and his sturdy physique can play the role of a locomotive.

Li Mo set off third, his physique is not good, but he has a strong sense of self-esteem, he will not allow himself to be worse than anyone else, this kind of desperate Saburo's belief drives him to run forward without his life.

Liu Xiaochuan ranked second, he was the worst in this team, but in front of him was led by Tian Zhuangzhuang, who had strong physical strength, and behind was driven by the crazy Li Mo, who was caught between two ruthless people who didn't want to die, Liu Xiaochuan could only run forward with his life!

Han Xu ran through this arrangement of two strong and one weak throughout the entire team, and the combination of excellent and mediocre brought personal willpower into full play, and the morale and combat effectiveness of the whole team were instantly raised to a higher realm!

The sky is raining, and the north wind is blowing strongly.

A high-spirited team appeared on the football field, their steps were orderly and uniform, and the sound of shoes and stagnant water was like the vibration of a large army attacking the city, and the picture was full of the shock of violent aesthetics!

"Don't sit down, don't sit down!" Han Xu ran with him on the inside of the team, shouting slogans and loudly encouraging the team members: "Tian Zhuangzhuang in front slows down, Zhang Ruzhe in the back of the team speeds up a little, and the brother next to him who is not physically strong pulls a hand!" ”

"Remember, we don't have individual heroism, we are a collective, we are a fist, and we all reach the finish line to win!"

"If you are tired, please think that there are countless pairs of mocking eyes staring at us behind us, treating us as stupid/stupid, so we must use practical actions to tell everyone who looks down on us: we are stupid/stupid, but we are a group of brave and proud stupid/stupid!"

Han Xu's voice pierced through the rain curtain and was shocking.

The north wind is like a knife, and the torrential rain is pouring down on the city.

Under the eaves around the football field, there were more and more onlookers, looking at the group of teenagers running wantonly in the rainstorm, at first they were disdainful, feeling so stupid, and gradually their faces were envious, perhaps they were infected by the blood of this group of boys, or maybe the sonorous and powerful voice of the teenager who led the team made them empathize, that was a kind of strength to break through the cage and strive to move forward.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old children have a hot-blooded teenage heart!

All the girls in the Chinese department came out.

The boys in the class were so competitive, and their blood burned their girlish hearts, and they stood in the rain, and they followed the team, and they shouted loudly like a madwoman despite the image of the lady:

"Come on, Han Xu."

"Class leader, you are so handsome!"

"The boys of the Chinese department, run for the old lady to breastfeed! In the evening, I would like to invite you to a big dinner. ”

In the storm, Ji Ling was wet, her pretty white face was covered with raindrops, she had always been lively and cute, she didn't speak, just watched the young man with a group of youthful companions rushing in the wind and rain, the raindrops fell and splashed, causing a ripple, just like her pounding girl's heart.

Even after many years, Ji Ling still can't forget this picture.

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PS：

Would love to write this plot.

Because this is the mark of my youth, it really happened in my university military training, the same running circle, the same youthful publicity, the same wanton running in the heavy rain, once brought me moving, I also hope that this plain but warm story can make you recall the precious memories of the passing years.

After writing this chapter, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and I wanted to say a few more words.

I've always reminded myself that I'm writing a legendary story, and I need to express it in words with a hippie smile, but I also have a small ambition, which is to try to light up the slightest human fireworks in the text, and convey the perceived meaning of life.

It's been five years since I wrote a novel, and I haven't been popular.

It's a shameful thing, and I'm ashamed of myself; It's also a sad thing, and it makes me poor. However, an author can't create against his will, and I know why I'm not popular, but I prefer to stick to my original self.

For yourself!

And for those lovely, respectable, and always supportive book friends:

Looks like a god horse, gust of wind, heavy rain and swallows, Pi Phi Hu, MAY, three points of heat, the only want Xiaohong, Mr. SONG, Emperor Wu Liu Che, Hey Sheng, Qijie, Xing Quartet, Night, Zhang Moumou, Black Pig, 324, very Chen very Guanxi...... There are also many book friends whose names I can't name, in no particular order.

Thank you.

Thank you.