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Coming out of the rehearsal room, Chen Beiming returned to the dormitory with four other team members.

When he walked to the door of Leng Qing's dormitory and looked, his door was still tightly closed.

"He's been in there and hasn't come out." Hua Xiaoqian said in a low voice.

"Nothing will happen to him, will he?" Huang Ying was a little worried.

Chen Bei meditated for a while, and glanced at Dong Fei, Dong Fei understood, walked over and knocked on the door: "Leng Qing - Leng Qing -"

It took about five or six seconds before a voice came out of it: "I'm tired, don't bother me." ”

"Let's go, let's go back first." Chen Beiming glanced at everyone, and after a while, everyone went back to their dormitories, bathing those who should take a bath, drinking water when they should drink, and doing their own things.

But after a while, everyone still came to Chen Beiming's dormitory again.

"Squad leader, why hasn't Leng Qing moved yet?" Huang Ying said worriedly.

"Isn't this guy going to think about it? Committed suicide by slitting your wrists inside? Wang Ruonan asked unabashedly.

"Shut your mouth!" Chen Beiming pointed at Wang Ruonan with his finger.

Wang Ruonan disagreed: "I don't care about him!" ”

Although there will be contradictions and conflicts of one kind or another, on the whole, the relationship is still good.

Everyone enters the general politics together, the distance between the invisible center and the heart is very close, through this period of time day and night, everyone gradually has a feeling of friends, although Leng Qing is always arrogant on weekdays, and does not interact with others, but everyone is still more concerned about him, not to mention that everyone is still a brother in the class, and you can't abandon him because the other party is not good enough, right?

"Squad leader, will it be too hard to hit Leng Qing today?" Hua Xiaoqian was worried again.

"The blow is for sure." Chen Beiming nodded, he would not deny this.

For how to deal with Leng Qing, a soldier who thinks he is disobedient, he has consulted many people, Qiu Chengtong, the captain and deputy captain of the Sword Commando, and of course, the most important thing is his former old squad leader Wang Jia, these people all told him without exception: If you want to control these people, you must first show your strength, and let the other party know that you are actually nothing, and I am much better than you. In other words, first of all, you must beat the pride in the other person's heart, and then slowly figure it out.

That's why Chen Beiming will make such a ruthless move today.

In fact, at the beginning, Huang Ying and others were also secretly dissatisfied with Chen Beiming, but they were more obscure, and then in the continuous relationship, they were convinced by Chen Beiming one by one. Leng Qing is the most talented, the most arrogant, and of course, the most difficult to discipline.

But this time Chen Beiming must take him down, otherwise the work will not be easy to carry out in the future.

Creak.

Just then, a slight sound of the door opening came in.

Chen Beiming immediately trotted to the door to take a peek, and sure enough, Leng Qing came out.

"Is he alright?" Huang Ying and others also hurriedly gathered around.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm a little depressed." Chen Beiming replied.

When Leng Qing went downstairs, he said to a few people in the room: "You guys wait here, I'll go out and have a look." ”

"Squad leader, I'll go with you." Huang Ying enthusiastically volunteered.

"You're just staying here, and having too many people can be counterproductive." Chen Beiming patted Huang Ying.

After a moment, he walked out of the dormitory and carefully followed Leng Qing.

His tracking has been specially trained in the special forces, and Leng Qing is in a state of confusion and dazed at the moment, so Chen Beiming has been following him, but he doesn't know.

He went downstairs, walked aimlessly around the General Political Department, and then came to a shady place, raised his head, and looked at the sky in a daze.

He stood here for more than ten minutes before he lowered his head and sighed.

In a moment, he lifted his feet and walked outside.

The management of the art troupe is naturally not as strict as that of the army, and the general administration is located in the center of the city, so it is very convenient to enter and exit, so Leng Qing quickly walked out of the art troupe.

Chen Beiming hurriedly followed.

"Xiao Chen."

Just as Chen Beiming was about to go out, a person who came out of the mailroom stopped him.

"Xiao Chen, they said you wrote another song today? Are you sure? What kind of song is it? The guy asked with a smile.

In just a few moments, Leng Qing had already crossed the road.

His mind was still very chaotic, and the whole person was confused, so he didn't look at the road at all, but just passed it like that.

Many cars that drove over or over were startled by the sudden appearance of Leng Qing, and some had to brake urgently.

Just as he was about to cross across the road, a sports car roared into the distance.

Not good!

Chen Beiming's heart tightened.

He didn't bother to talk to the guy anymore, so he pulled his leg and ran outside.

"Leng Qing, Leng Qing, be careful!" Chen Beiming shouted.

But Leng Qing turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, the sports car had already sped away, and although the sports car had braked urgently, it did not stop because it was too fast and the driver was drunk.

Chen Beiming could only grit his teeth and rush over, pushing Leng Qing to the side of the road with a hard push.

Boom!

The sports car crashed into Chen Beiming without accident.

Chen Beiming flew to the middle of the road and rolled a few times before stopping.

"Xiao Chen—"

The guy who was talking to Chen Beiming just now screamed, and then rushed out as if flying.

Leng Qing, who fell to the ground, took a while to react.

"Squad leader?" He was stunned, then hurriedly stood up and ran quickly to the middle of the road: "Squad leader—squad leader—"

There was a sudden chaos on the road, the cars coming and going were stopped urgently, more and more people gathered around Chen Beiming, and many members of the art troupe who heard the news ran out of the General Political Department like crazy.

Some people call 110, some people call 120, and the scene is extremely chaotic.

"Squad leader-squad leader-" Leng Qing was finally frightened, panicked, his voice trembled, and he kept shaking Chen Beiming's body.

"Leng Qing, don't shake it, Xiao Chen was just hit by a car, and he can't move!" A member of an art troupe shouted at Leng Qing.

After a while, 120 ambulances roared.

At this moment, Chen Beiming, who had been unconscious, woke up and turned around.

He wanted to sit up, but was quickly stopped: "Chen Beiming, don't move, the doctor will be here soon!" ”

"I'm fine." Chen Bei Ming Dao.

Although he was hit painfully, he knew that he was fine, after all, he was trained in the special forces, and he knew how to protect himself at a critical moment, but the force of the impact was still too great, and he hit his head when he landed, and he was dizzy for a while, but the whole person was fine.

But the guys didn't listen to him at all, they just told him not to move.

The doctor soon came, examined him, and said, "It's okay for the time being, but I have to go back to the hospital to check the specific situation." ”

So he was still carried on a stretcher and sent to the 120 ambulance.