Military training has been a thing for a long time, and in fact, it is very beneficial to let these children who are in the developmental and rebellious period experience some military life earlier. There are a total of twelve classes in this year's senior high school, each class has an instructor, and these instructors are generally younger, such as the instructor in Zhao Qi's class, who is only 18 years old.

At the age of eighteen, he is two or three years older than these first-year high school children, and even some senior high school students are older than him, but the behavior of these instructors is not at all comparable to the flowers of these greenhouses, so the army is definitely an extremely refined place. No matter how skinny and rebellious you are, if you come out after two years of training in the army, it will be absolutely new. Let's not talk too much about it, let's take a look at Zhao Qi's seven-day military training this time.

The seven-day military training is not as good as in the university, many projects do not require training, you only need to be able to walk in front of the school leaders at the end of the seven days. Therefore, their training is also focused on standing in a military posture and walking in the right step.

In just seven days, these students in the first (12th) class of high school have suffered a lot, and they are all tired and thin, and they also hate their eighteen-year-old instructor surnamed Tang, among whom Yi Fan, a little fat man, is the most.

The little fat man Yi Fan has the heaviest tonnage, and when he walks up, his belly is shaking, and he doesn't know how many times he has been scolded by the instructor.

"This is simply not a human sin, it's finally over, why is my life so miserable." After the last day of training, Yi Fan lay on the ground like a leper dog, and Huang Peng couldn't pull it up no matter how much he dragged it.

"Yi Fan, if you don't get up again, we'll leave." Zhao Qi pushed the bicycle and said this to Yi Fan, and Yi Fan immediately got up.

"Zhao Qi, your words still work." Huang Peng said as he pushed his bicycle.

"Hehe, Yi Fan, you shouldn't blame Instructor Tang, but you should thank him."

"Thanks to him? Just kidding, tired me like this, and I thank him? Yi Fan wiped the beads of sweat from his head and said angrily.

"Think about it, if he hadn't helped you get rid of your old fat, and you didn't exercise every day like you, wouldn't it grow fatter and fatter?"

"Then you can also take your time, I lost fifteen catties in seven days, an average of two catties of meat a day, which is too torturous." Although he felt that Zhao Qi's words were reasonable, Yi Fan was still unforgiving.

"Okay, don't complain, today is the last day, tomorrow as long as you take another step in front of those leaders, your miserable days will come to an end."

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After the end of the seven-day military training, it was time for acceptance, and the next morning was over. A big red banner has been hung on the playground of No. 1 Middle School, and several tables and stereos have been placed on the rostrum in the middle.

The first to be inspected by the chief is that the team members stand in their phalanx, and then wait for an officer of what appears to be a high rank to check on them.

"Hello comrades."

"Hello chief."

"Comrades have worked hard."

"Serve the people."

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After this process is over, it's time for today's event, and we're on the right track!

Twelve classes passed through the playground in batches, and when they walked to the front of the podium, they obeyed the instructions of the instructor who walked in the front row, and turned into walking in a positive step.

Not to mention, although it is only seven days, one by one can be regarded as human-like, at least the overall shape is out. When passing by the rostrum, Zhao Qi held back a few smiles, felt the positive steps that had been out of shape, and reluctantly walked over, making the face of Instructor Tang in front of him darken.

After the main walk, it was time to perform, and the instructors performed grappling skills, watching the soldiers fall to the ground on the scene, and the students below were fascinated. Originally, there was a performance by the students, but the time was too tight during the military training, and the students did not make any preparations, so they just thought about it.

When the time came to separate, several little girls in the class cried profusely, holding Instructor Tang's hand and not sending it, but making the little instructor who was only eighteen years old blush. Although the boys did not have as many feelings as the girls, they were also a little reluctant and stepped forward to say goodbye to the instructor. In this way, the military training career officially ended, and Zhao Qi's high school life officially began.

The school is quite humane, giving students a two-day vacation, and it happens that the day of the end of military training is Friday, and Sunday night comes to study at night.

Speaking of which, I have to talk about the evil evening self-study system in No. 1 Middle School. There are only two classes in the evening self-study of No. 1 Middle School, each lasting one and a half hours. Basically, the first class is for exam preparation, and if it is the third year of high school, it will be even more exaggerated, basically every exam is placed in the first evening self-study, which makes these students in the third year of high school want to die and are in pain. The reason is that an hour and a half is not enough for the exam, and if you encounter a big test that takes two and a half hours for Chinese, it will be even more insufficient, and since it is not enough, you will make up for it, so the first 30 minutes of the first class will be shamelessly occupied. After the afternoon class, all the students only have nearly 40 minutes to have dinner, after which it is time to go to class, and there is no time to surf the Internet, play games, or play billiards......

Sunday night was logically the first class of Zhao Qi's high school career, but this had been ignored by Zhao Qi gorgeously, and he had drawn talismans at home all night.

Monday morning.

"Zhao Qi, why didn't you go to the evening self-study last night?" Riding on the bike, Huang Peng asked.

"I haven't been studying at night since junior high school, don't you know?" Zhao Qi's words made Huang Peng stunned.

"But the evening self-study in high school is different, and it is a must." Li Xiang on the side also said.

"You don't understand this, right, who said that you must go to the evening self-study in high school? This is not a mandatory requirement in the first place, if you feel that studying at night will not help your grades much, you can skip it. ”

"But...... But ......" Yi Fan didn't come up with anything to refute Zhao Qi for a long time.

"Then you have to be careful, you didn't have evening self-study in our class yesterday, and the new head teacher asked us a few questions." Huang Peng said worriedly.

"Oh? I'm going to ask you about it. Why didn't I come to the evening self-study? Zhao Qi smiled a little and asked.

"Isn't that it, so I asked you why you didn't come to the evening self-study. I'll just say you haven't been in junior high school. What did a few of you say? After Huang Peng finished answering, he turned his head and asked the others.

"That's what I said."

"Me too."

"Don't worry, didn't you just study at night, and you didn't break the law. Let's go, it's almost time. ”

The first class is still early reading, but at this time, the freshmen have not attended a single class, and there is nothing to read in the morning, and most of them are chatting about their own things.

Five minutes later, Zhao Qi finally got close to this Teacher Cui. As always, the little bald head, the same gloomy face as always, the eyes stared directly at the classmates as if they couldn't smile, and after looking at Zhao Qi, they found that Zhao Qi was also staring at him playfully, so he shifted his gaze.

Cui Bald first introduced himself briefly, and then assigned class cadres and adjusted seats, after all, most of the seats now are sitting randomly by the students themselves, and the height is uneven.

Hearing that the class cadres did not have their own share, Zhao Qi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Let this thankless job be done by someone else. And the next sub-seat, because Zhao Qi is tall and his own seat is at the back, so he has nothing to do.

"Today, I will talk about one thing, which is about evening self-study. Although the evening self-study is voluntary, if you do not study in the evening, you will lose a lot of learning opportunities, which is extremely irresponsible for yourself. What can you do when you go home and not play when you don't study at night? It's better to study hard in the class, so try to participate in the evening self-study. The bald man's words were mainly for Zhao Qi, after all, he didn't have class last night. And when he said this, the bald man's eyes were always on Zhao Qi, but Zhao Qi was not afraid of him, and looked at the bald Cui on the podium with a playful face, which made the latter a little afraid to look at him.

The second class is a math class, and the teacher's surname is Zuo, which is also the relative that Zhao Mu and Zhao Qi said. Teacher Zuo is Song Xia's brother-in-law according to his seniority, so Zhao Qi wants to call him uncle, which can be regarded as a distant relative. This teacher Zuo is a very decent and highly academic teacher. In his previous life, he helped the depraved Zhao Qi in many ways, which even the rebellious Zhao Qi knew well. So when I saw this Teacher Zuo here, Zhao Qi also respected him very much.

After finishing the lesson, Teacher Zuo stopped Zhao Qi and pulled him down the hallway.

"Xiao Qi, tell me if you have anything in the future, whether it's study or life." Teacher Zuo's words made Zhao Qi's heart warm. Thinking of the impatience he showed in the face of Teacher Zuo's painstaking persuasion in his previous life, he suddenly regretted it, and suddenly became more and more respectful of the old man in front of him.

"Thank you, uncle. I'll be sure to look for you if there's anything. Teacher Zuo nodded after listening to Zhao Qi's words and went back to the office.

According to the regulations, high school students are not divided into subjects in the first year of high school, and only in the second year of high school are they officially divided. But in order to be one step ahead, No. 1 Middle School has already divided the liberal arts class and the science class before the first year of high school begins. For example, Zhao Qi's class 12 at this time is a science class. And the division of these classes is not certain, if you have been in liberal arts for a period of time and find that your science may be better, then you can also freely change classes, all for the sake of your grades.

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