Chapter IX: Circulars
"Coming back?" The comrades-in-arms who came to greet Zhang Qiang when they saw the returning team.
Zhang Qiang handed his comrade-in-arms an apple, but fortunately, on the way back, Zhang Qiang suddenly remembered to buy a razor for Shaolin Temple, and by the way, he also bought a lot of fruits in the supermarket and came back for everyone to eat.
Carrying heavy fruits, Zhang Qiang's hands were strangled by plastic bags, and when he approached the study in the class, he heard the sound of smashing cards in the study room from a distance.
"What are you doing? Is there a single that doesn't dismantle him and send him out? I've got a mother, how can there be teammates like you? ”
As soon as I heard the voice, I knew that at this time, the Shaolin Temple fought the landlord and never played with others, Zhang Qiang slowly walked into the study room, and sure enough, the Shaolin Temple and the Bull Demon King and Ankang fought the landlord there.
The Shaolin Temple is complaining that Ankang made a mistake.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Qiang learned the Shandong accent of Shaolin Temple and startled a few people.
"Good fellow, why did you just come back to my squad deputy?" Shaolin Temple hurriedly went up and took the fruit that Zhang Qiang was carrying.
Zhang Qiang hurriedly shook his hand and lived alive.
"I'm finally going out for a trip, why don't you let me take a good turn?" Zhang Qiang said with a smile.
"It's just that, a rare outing, and a weekend break, you still don't let people relax, do you say it's a platoon leader?" An Kang also followed suit, and the Bull Demon King nodded with a smile.
"Okay, it turns out that the three of you are a gang!" Shaolin Temple's language has fallen to the upper hand, and he keeps rummaging through the big bags and small wraps that Zhang Qiang bought.
"Hey, I said Shaolin Temple, what are you looking for?" The Bull Demon King looked at the Shaolin Temple with strange eyes. "Don't you eat and don't get into trouble?" 4
Zhang Qiang escaped from his pocket, and handed an electric razor to the Shaolin Temple.
"You're looking for this, aren't you?"
"Take it out early, let me look for this meal for a long time." Shaolin Temple took over the transfer and went to the bathroom.
Zhang Qiang pushed the fruit in front of the Bull Demon King and An Kang and asked them to eat the fruit, and the comrades-in-arms who called over came to eat a little fruit.
When I came back from the Shaolin Temple after shaving, I saw a room full of people, and the whole person was flustered, touching my head and looking incredible.
"You guys came up when you smelled it, didn't you?"
"Hello squad leader!" A soldier greeted the Shaolin Temple.
"I'm not good!" Shaolin Temple was like a wronged child, and everyone was amused, so he walked to the table and looked at the plastic bag on the table, and there was nothing else to see except the peel and pit.
"Hey, you're full!" The Bull Demon King rubbed his stomach and looked at the Shaolin Temple with a wicked smile. "Let's go! Smoke a cigarette and go! ”
"I'll go to the platoon commander too!" An Kang and two other comrades-in-arms also left with him.
The food was almost finished, and the comrades-in-arms left one by one after thanking Zhang Qiang for his 'hospitality', leaving Zhang Qiang standing aside and smirking at the Shaolin Temple.
"What's the matter, my squad leader, doesn't look very happy?" Zhang stressed the Shaolin Temple.
"You call me squad leader, I'm not your squad leader!" The Shaolin Temple sat on a stool with his back to Zhang Qiang.
Suddenly, something dangled in front of the eyes of the Shaolin Temple, and when I looked at it, it was Zhang Qiang carrying a plastic bag.
Shaolin Temple quickly snatched it over, containing bananas, apples and some small snacks.
"Hahaha! Look at you, can you not leave some for our amiable and respectable squad leader Liu! Zhang Qiangxiao couldn't close his mouth.
Shaolin Temple still said with a stiff face: "I told you, you really don't want to give me this set." Shaolin Temple said as he opened a banana and sent it to his mouth, saying that he didn't want to be physically honest.
"Hmmm... I said, class deputy, where have you been today? Shaolin Temple's mouth was stuffed with food, and his speech was a little indistinct.
"Hey, you eat slowly, no one will rob you!" Zhang Qiang picked up the water cup and took a glass of water for the Shaolin Temple, moved the stool and sat opposite the Shaolin Temple. "I'm telling you, today was a really exciting day."
Zhang Qiang's eyes lit up when he recalled the memories of the day.
"What? Stimulate? What's going on? Shaolin Temple took a sip of water and continued to eat.
Zhang Qiang told Shaolin Temple little by little what happened when he went out today, and Shaolin Temple listened attentively.
"What? And caught a thief? Shaolin Temple's eyes widened, a little surprised. Then you should report this to the captain and instructor. ”
Zhang Qiang leaned back in his chair and shrugged his shoulders and said, "There's no need to tell them about this little thing, I haven't violated any discipline." ”
"You can do it yourself!" Shaolin Temple thoughtfully. "Hey, is that girl beautiful?"
Zhang Qiang said happily in his heart: "More beautiful than any girl you've ever seen!" ”
"I don't believe it, can you still have my emerald flowers?" Shaolin Temple doesn't believe it, and a person mutters there. "No way, no way! It can't be better than my emerald flowers! ”
Cuihua is the girlfriend of Shaolin Temple in her hometown, Shaolin Temple always carries a photo of Cuihua, and when she thinks about it, she will take it out and look at it twice, and after a long time, Zhang Qiang can remember what Cuihua looks like.
Zhang Qiang sat on the side and took out his mobile phone, rummaging through the address book over and over again, looking at the word 'Lihua' in the address book, with a young man Sichun on his face.
"You didn't ask if anyone had a partner?" The Shaolin Temple ate almost the same amount of food, and began to clean up the mess on the table. "In case someone has a boyfriend, isn't it in vain for you?"
This reminder from the Shaolin Temple gave Zhang Qiang a slap in the face.
"The first day I met someone, I asked them if they had a boyfriend, wasn't that a neurosis?" Zhang Qiang got up and walked outside the study room.
I came to the bathroom and sat on the sink, quietly looking out the window.
Shaolin Temple is right, if someone has a boyfriend, it will really be a waste of effort, so does Lihua have a boyfriend? If something so big happened, I should call my boyfriend and say it. But if not, how could such a cute and beautiful girl not have a boyfriend? The men are not blind.
Zhang Qiang fell into an endless depression Zhang Qiang has been in the army since he joined the army at the age of seventeen, and now he is in his twenties, but he has not fallen in love seriously, and every time he goes home on vacation, he arranges a blind date at home in full swing, and as a result, every time he returns to his hometown on vacation, he is more tired than training in the army.
Every time he thought of this, Zhang Qiang felt an inexplicable bitter thought in his heart. Parents also hope that they can start a family as soon as possible so that they can hold their grandchildren, but Zhang Qiang is the kind of introverted boy who is not good at words, and he has no experience in falling in love.
Zhang Qiang was sitting on the washstand admiring the towering trees outside the window, when suddenly the correspondent trotted all the way upstairs, panting and shouting Zhang Qiang.
"Deputy Zhang Qiang! Zhang Qiang's class deputy! ”
Zhang Qiang jumped off the washstand, stuck out his head and looked at the correspondent suspiciously.
"What's the matter? In a hurry? ”
"Hey, you're here!" The correspondent stepped forward panting. "Go downstairs to the team headquarters, the captain is looking for you!"
Zhang Qiang was very puzzled when he heard this, why didn't the captain go home to accompany his wife and children to find me on his rest day? Why don't you go to the recruit company and tell me something?
Zhang Qiang thought about it and walked downstairs, and when he came to the team headquarters, he saw the captain sitting there in an office chair looking at his mobile phone.
"Report!"
"Come in!" The captain didn't even look back, he was still tinkering with his mobile phone, and the atmosphere was a little tense.