Chapter 7: Start
"Oh." Ang Lee replied lightly.
"Oh? Rice...... Ang Lee, what do you mean by that? Feng Baocai went crazy on the spot.
Ang Lee said calmly: "Oh, it means I know." ”
"You got it!?" Feng Baocai was about to be angry in the face of Li An's cold attitude, and shouted angrily, "Li An, are you going to challenge me?" Okay, I'll accept your challenge, and I'll see you in the shooting test soon! ”
"Oh." Li An replied lightly, but he was a little dissatisfied in his heart.
What, you obviously found me, why did it become me to challenge you?
Feng Baocai stepped aside, Dong Xinliang stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pointed at Li An's nose and shouted, "Li An, I want to challenge you!" ”
Challenge me?
Ang Lee blinked.
What the hell is going on today?
"Tomorrow morning it's a three-kilometer cross-country, and we'll compete then!" Dong Xinliang shouted.
On the surface, it seems that Dong Xinliang is more direct than Feng Baocai, but Li An doesn't like this guy at all.
Dong Xinliang has practiced sports since he was a child, and his physical fitness is recognized as the first in the company, and running is his strength.
Racing three kilometers of cross-country with Ang Lee is obviously bullying people with his strengths.
In essence, Dong Xinliang and Feng Baocai are the same kind of people.
"Oh." Ang Lee replied lukewarmly.
Dong Xinliang then shouted: "We can't compare in vain. If you lose, then say that you are a rice bucket in front of the whole company; If I lose, then I'll say I'm a rice bucket in front of Quanlian, how about it? ”
"Oh." Ang Lee replied lightly again.
"Hey, would you say anything other than 'oh'?" Feng Baocai shouted from the side.
"May I go?" Ang Lee asked.
Feng Baocai and Dong Xinliang didn't have any temper at all, so they could only watch Ang Li leave.
Regarding the challenge, Ang Lee did not reveal it to anyone, but it still spread throughout the company in the shortest possible time.
"Anzi, you are crazy, how can you challenge Feng Baocai and Dong Xinliang?"
"Yes. Don't you know that Feng Baocai is a shooting genius, and Dong Xinliang is like a robot? ”
"It's over, it's over. Anzi, you hurry up and talk to the two of them, just say it's not comparable, even if you pretend to be sick! ”
......
The comrades-in-arms of the same class persuaded one after another, one more anxious than the other, and anyone could see that Feng Baocai and Dong Xinliang were bullying people.
Ang Lee acted as if he was fine, and went to bed after doing pre-bedtime physical training.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Ang Lee appeared in the cafeteria on time.
The same old way.
Zhang Nan sat on a chair and waited, and a candle was lit on the dining table.
The only difference is that the two stainless steel basins and soybeans on the table are missing.
"Squad Leader Zhang, are you going to teach me flying knives?" Ang Lee asked with some excitement.
I picked up soybeans for half a month, but I didn't even touch the knife, and everyone had a trace of grievance.
Hey, Lao Tzu is here to learn flying knives, not how to pick soybeans.
Zhang Nan shook his head and brought out two stainless steel bowls from under the table, one of which contained more than half of the rice.
As soon as he saw the rice, Li Ang understood that today's counting of soybeans was going to become counting rice.
Sure enough, Zhang Nan put the two bowls on the table and ordered: "Count, how many grains of rice are in it." ”
"Yes." Li An replied, sat down on the opposite side and counted the meters.
Ten minutes later, Li An raised his head and replied, "A total of 1,872 grains of rice." ”
"Hmm." Zhang Nan nodded in response, reached out and took the bowl of rice and raised it vigorously.
For a while, the rice was scattered around like a goddess scattering flowers.
The corners of Li An's mouth twitched.
"Pick it up." Zhang Nan commanded.
Picking up soybeans in such dim conditions is originally a laborious task, and rice is several times smaller than soybeans, and it is scattered in every corner, and it is several times more difficult to pick them all up than to pick up soybeans.
"The old rule, if you don't pick up all the rice before dawn, you won't use it anymore." Zhang Nan added.
Li An took a deep breath and squatted on the ground with a bowl to pick up rice.
With the experience of picking soybeans, Ang Lee is not slow to pick up rice, but it is difficult to find rice in this environment.
Picking up and counting until the wake-up horn sounded, Ang Lee put the bowl on the table.
"Report to the squad leader, 1,872 grains of rice are not more than one grain and not too much, all of them are here." Li An wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.
Don't underestimate this work of picking up rice, Li An seems to have experienced a life-and-death battle, and the whole person's energy is exhausted, and he almost fell to the ground in front of him.
"Well, there's some rice soup in the pot, you go and drink it before you go." After Zhang Nan finished speaking, he got up and left.
Li An was really thirsty, his throat was like smoke, and when he walked into the kitchen, he saw some rice soup in the pot.
couldn't care so much, Li An took the soup spoon and drank it directly from the pot.
"Gollum ......"
After drinking all the soup in one go, Li Anba took a sip of his mouth, feeling a little unfed.
Forget it, it's going to be dinner in a while anyway.
Li An didn't think about it so much, and after walking out of the cafeteria, he found that there was a strong smell of medicine in his mouth.
I felt like I had run out of energy, but now I'm gradually recovering, and I haven't slept all night and I don't feel sleepy.
There must be something in the rice soup.
Li An was thinking about it in his heart, and a person walked over to him.
"Ang Li, don't forget the agreement between us, if you lose the three-kilometer cross-country race later, then you have to say that you are a rice bucket in front of the whole company!" Dong Xinliang stopped in front of Li An and shouted.
"Oh." Li An responded lightly and walked around Dong Xinliang.
I have to find a chance to ask squad leader Zhang what ingredients are added to the rice soup.
Ang Lee was still thinking about the rice soup.
Back in the dormitory, Li An deliberately shook it in front of the squad leader Nie Wanli, which was regarded as coming back to report.
The comrades-in-arms gave Li An a look and asked him to tell the squad leader about the challenge.
With Nie Wanli coming forward, this unreasonable challenge will definitely be canceled.
Ang Lee didn't seem to see anything, and after making his bed, he went out with the others to gather.
A regular three-kilometer trail run that doesn't require weights.
After everyone was assembled, the recruit company commander gave a few simple explanations, and then gave an order.
Let's go!
In terms of speed, the recruits are absolutely unable to outrun the squad leader who has been trained for several years, but the squad leader has to pay attention to every recruit in the class, so he does not rush to the front.
It is no surprise that at the forefront is Dong Xinliang, who is recognized as the best in physical fitness among the recruits.
He rushed out like a wild horse, throwing the others a few meters away in the blink of an eye.
"Xinliang, give me enough strength to run! If you take the first place, the braised pork in the class at noon today is yours alone! The fourth squad leader cheered in the back.
The recruits of the fourth class shook their heads and sighed when they heard this, thinking that the meat at noon would definitely not be eaten.
Wait, who is behind Dong Xinliang?
It's the rice bucket!