It's not that he thinks he will lose, it's just that Wang Fei sees that his class is not far behind others, so he has no certainty of winning.

Although Wang Fei is not here for military training, since there is such an opportunity, Wang Fei naturally can't let it go, and if he can win, he must win.

Thinking of this, Wang Fei beckoned, and after motioning for more than two dozen students to gather around, he sat down in the shadow of the house.

Everyone's eyes were blazing looking at Wang Fei, as if they were waiting for him to say something.

"Do you want to win a queue in a month's time?"

Wang Fei asked the students.

After hearing this, these people looked at each other, and only a few people had firm conviction on their faces.

Wang Fei finally locked his eyes on Ye Zhuwei, who was closest to him, and asked, "Do you want to win?" ”

"Instructor Wang, even if I want to win, it's useless."

Although Ye Zhuwei had a good impression of Wang Fei, when she asked about this, she still shrugged her shoulders and continued: "This thing doesn't add credits." ”

"That's right, and even if you keep practicing this thing now, don't you want to forget it in the future?"

Another student chimed in.

The thoughts of the two of them actually represent the majority of the people here.

Wang Fei didn't blame them, because what everyone said was not wrong.

Sighing, Wang Fei shook his head and said: "I'm actually telling you the truth, this military training is really not helpful to you, your physical fitness will not improve very much in a month, and it is impossible to learn military posture, so that you can graduate smoothly." ”

"Then why are we so serious?"

The students immediately answered.

Listening to these people's questions, Wang Fei nodded with a smile: "This month's time will definitely not make you improve a lot, but I want you to know that if you persist more than others, it will be easier to gain more." ”

"I don't understand."

"I'll get it later."

Wang Fei smiled, patted the shoulder of a classmate in front of him, and said, "Practice hard, I hope you can work hard." ”

“……”

These classmates looked at Wang Fei a little strangely, but Wang Fei didn't ask for anything.

He knew very well that there was no need for these young people to get along with them.

If there are some things that others are not willing to do at all, or even resist to do, then you should learn to let them change the way, at least they should get joyful feedback after hard work.

Although Wang Fei walked out of the playground, he was still thinking about this in his heart.

Before he knew it, he had also walked to the library.

Shi Qi didn't appear here today, Wang Fei was a little curious, so he walked to the door and asked the bookkeeper who was reading, "May I ask, has Teacher Shi Qi been here recently?" ”

"Ishigia? I didn't seem to see him come for the past two days. ”

The Administrator said, asking, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"No...... It's okay. ”

Wang Fei shook his head, and after walking around, he couldn't help but go to the position where Shi Qi often sits, looking at the people below who were still training.

After a while, Wang Fei remembered something and walked to a photo studio outside the school.

There were quite a few people inside at this time, and after Wang Fei arrived, he immediately greeted a staff member.

"What do you need, sir?"

The staff member asked very politely, so Wang Fei nodded, pointed to the school and said, "That's the case, I want you to help me find someone to go in and take some photos." ”

"Oh, I see, military training photos, right?"

The man suddenly understood, and said, "Okay, what do you want? ”

"There are no requirements, just one shot of the queue once a day."

Wang Fei replied.

It was a strange request, but the staff member agreed.

After negotiating the price, Wang Fei walked out of the photo studio and let out a long breath.

He had trained a lot of people before, and even if these students were not his own students, Wang Fei still hoped that they would be able to change a little.

After wandering around for a long time, Wang Fei saw that the time was almost up, and then he remembered that Zhang Xuerou seemed to have something, so he returned home in advance.

It's just that what makes Wang Fei feel strange is that when he arrived at home, Zhang Xuerou had already left work early, and she seemed to be still tinkering with something in the kitchen.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

Wang Fei asked strangely, as he walked towards the kitchen.

But as soon as he reached the kitchen door, a choking stench came from inside, accompanied by a little black smoke.

Wang Fei saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed in to turn off the fire, and then looked at Zhang Xuerou, who was wearing an apron and was at a loss, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"What are you doing? Coming back from work so early in the afternoon to blow up the kitchen? ”

Wang Fei looked at Zhang Xuerou a little depressed, and found that there was still a black mud on the latter's face, I don't know if it was rubbed on it when he was brushing the pot just now.

"I'll let you come back and teach me how to cook."

Zhang Xuerou looked a little serious, holding a shovel in her hand and talking.

"Teach you how to cook?"

Wang Fei looked at Zhang Xuerou suspiciously, and then said, "You're fine, right?" Why do you suddenly want to learn to cook? ”

"Like, can't you?"

Zhang Xuerou's tough words made Wang Fei shake his head, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, then you continue to learn, I'll go out and hide first, so as not to turn around and blow up the kitchen and affect me." ”

While speaking, Wang Fei hurriedly wanted to go outside.

Just as he walked to the door, Zhang Xuerou suddenly stopped and said, "Stop!" Come back and teach me! ”

"What do you think? Can you learn this thing in a day? Not to mention your talent ......"

Wang Fei shook his head, sighed and said, "Otherwise, let's not make a fuss and sit outside for a while?" ”

"You can teach me how not to smoke in the pot."

Zhang Xuerou became serious, so that Wang Fei had to stop next to her and follow her seriously.

More than half an hour passed unconsciously, and after making sure that Zhang Xuerou would not blow up the kitchen, Wang Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You just try it here first, and I'll go outside to drink saliva." ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Xuerou was full of energy, boiling the pot and putting oil into it.

Wang Fei was thirsty inside for a long time, and just poured water, and when he just put it to his mouth, Zhang Xuerou's scream suddenly came from the kitchen.

"Poof."

Wang Fei didn't drink a sip of water, he spilled it directly, and hurriedly walked towards the kitchen, and found Zhang Xuerou covering her arms in pain at this time.

"I'm a good girl, and I'm burned by oil?"

Wang Fei hurriedly turned off the fire next to him and pulled Zhang Xuerou to the side of the sofa.

After taking off her apron, Zhang Xuerou was wearing short sleeves, and her exposed arm was red.

Wang Fei was worried, and after going to the room to get the scalding cream, he took her scalded hand and applied the ointment to it.

It was only halfway through this painting that Wang Fei realized that Zhang Xuerou seemed to be looking at him all the time.