As soon as Zhang Yan finished shouting to disband, the twelve male soldiers immediately grabbed the bed in the house, threw the heavy backpack on the bed, and the bed made a "squeak" sound, which sounded like it might fall apart at any time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sun Qingrui threw the backpack on the ground after disbanding, and immediately ran to Zhang Yan's side, holding Zhang Yan's arm with both hands, her eyes were full of stars, and her face was full of excitement.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let go! ”

Zhang Yan was taken aback by Sun Qingrui's actions, even if it was to please the instructor, there was no need to be so crazy, right?

"Are all the little girls like this now?" Zhang Yan's heart seemed to think of something terrible, his face twitched helplessly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he broke free from Sun Qingrui's embrace.

"Fat Instructor!"

"Zhang Yan, you are really Zhang Yan!"

"Wow, I'm so happy," Sun Qingrui circled around Zhang Yan left and right after Zhang Yan broke free of her arm, and continued: "I knew I was not wrong, great, you turned out to be our squad leader." ”

Looking at the excited Sun Qingrui circling around him, Zhang Yan rolled her eyes in pain, what is the situation?

"Alright, Ruirui, stop for now, we have something to do."

Xiao Xue'er took two steps forward, grabbed the crazy Sun Qingrui, smiled at Zhang Yan, and asked, "Squad leader, where do the four of us live?" ”

"yes, yes, you can't let us live with male soldiers, can you?" Zhang Ruohang waved his fist and glanced angrily at the male soldiers who were lying on the bed and snickering.

"You four come with me."

Zhang Yan glanced at the crazy Sun Qingrui helplessly, turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

The four female soldiers carried their backpacks and followed Zhang Yan out of the dormitory of Class 7 and walked to a room at the back of the row of bungalows in the instructor's dormitory.

Pushing open the door, there are two bunk beds and a set of wardrobes, and the interior of the room is no different from the men's dormitory, except for a bouquet of unknown wildflowers on the table in front of the windowsill.

Zhang Yan said to the four female soldiers: "You four live here, next to you is the instructor's dormitory, you can find me if you have any questions." ”

Zhang Yan finished speaking and was about to leave the women's dormitory, but he was heard shouting and stopped.

"Instructor, squad leader, what should I call you?"

Seeing Xiao Xue'er walking towards him, Zhang Yan smiled helplessly and said, "I'm your instructor here, hurry up and pack up your housework, you still have fifteen minutes." ”

Zhang Yan didn't want to have too much communication with Xiao Xue'er, and the relationship between the previous side was just a bloody encounter of "heroes saving beauty", but no one thought that there would be a time to meet again.

Seeing Zhang Yan hiding from herself, I don't know why, Xiao Xue'er actually felt a trace of chagrin in her heart.

She looked at Zhang Yan's familiar and unfamiliar face, clenched her fist a few times, and finally let go of her palm.

"Instructor, what are we going to do after we clean up our housework?"

"Eat!"

Zhang Yan didn't want to waste any more time, turned around and was about to leave, just went out, remembered something, turned his head and said to Xiao Xue'er: "Thank you for that meal, and the more than 100 yuan." ”

After saying that, Zhang Yan left!

Only Xiao Xue'er was left alone to look at Zhang Yan's back in a daze.

Sun Qingrui occupied a bed, and when she saw Xiao Xue'er standing alone at the door in a daze, she didn't care about tidying up her housekeeping, so she immediately ran to Xiao Xue'er's side.

"Xiao Xue'er, are you alright?"

"It's okay, Ruirui, I'm fine."

Xiao Xue'er's face was full of loneliness, and her eyes showed confusion and melancholy that could not be concealed, although she was answering Sun Qingrui's question, she didn't look at her.

Sun Qingrui looked at her best friend blankly, and then turned her head to look outside the door, Zhang Yan's figure had already disappeared.

"Could it be that Xiao Xue'er and the fat instructor have a story?"

"No, how is that possible?"

Sun Qingrui was fighting angels and demons alone in her heart, her eyes gradually became blurred, and the whole person looked a little dazed.

Twenty minutes was not a long time, and as soon as the time came, Zhang Yan and the nine of them appeared in the open space in front of the student dormitory.

"Assemble!"

Zhang Ye shouted, and those students immediately ran out of the dormitory in a hurry, and quickly stood in line according to the structure of each class.

"Grind!"

"That's my first impression of you!"

Zhang Ye's cold eyes swept over the students standing opposite him one by one, and the cold breath made people feel like they all had goosebumps on their bodies.

"You remember to me that when you assemble, you can only stand in line and wait for me, not for me to wait for you!"

"Next time, I'll make you remember well!"

"Open the meal!"

After Zhang Ye gave the order, he set off with his platoon.

Just when the students were cleaning up their housework, Lao Liu divided the nine classes into three platoons according to the "three-three system", one platoon was one to three classes, and the platoon leader was Zhang Ye.

The second platoon is a four-way six-squad, and the platoon commander is Sun Bingyu, a strategic campaign command instructor, with the rank of captain, and he and Zhang Ye are one of the only three cadre instructors among the instructors.

It is said that this strategic campaign command instructor was also specially set up for the purpose of training officer trainees this time.

After graduation, these trainees who have received special operations training will join grassroots units and take on the task of commanding companies and platoons, constantly sending fresh blood to the troops, and speeding up the process of reforming the troops.

Those things are not something that Zhang Yan, a little soldier, can think of, anyway, this Sun Bingyu is a taciturn and very powerful birdman.

To Zhang Yan's surprise, he, the leader of the seventh squad, was promoted to one level and became the leader of the third platoon.

Zhang Yan could only complain about Lao Liu for a few words, thinking that he would push off this annoying position in the future, he was just a small soldier and didn't want to live a life that was too tiring.

Whether it is said that he is lazy or that he is not aggressive, Zhang Yan has always put his position very clearly.

In the cafeteria, two stainless steel buckets were placed in the cooking position, and the two cooks each held a large spoon and kept stirring in the bucket.

Although the students have not yet entered the army, they are all militarized management in the school, and many small things do not need to be worried about by Zhang Yan and them.

Zhang Yan, Wu Rui, Wang Haoran and Fan Zimo gathered around a dining table, each holding a bowl of "Xili snoring" and sucking noodles.

"Get on the dumplings and get off the noodles," in order to welcome the students who reported, the cooking class specially made boiled noodles.

"Hey, I have garlic here, who wants it?" Fan Zimo took out two heads of garlic and threw them on the dining table, which was immediately divided by Zhang Yan and them.

"If you don't take out the garlic earlier, your uncle." Wu Rui peeled off a few cloves of garlic and threw them into his mouth, making a "squeaky" chewing sound.

"You kid don't get cheap and sell well, you have garlic to eat well, and the noodles of the rookies are all gnocchi."

Wang Haoran slowly peeled the garlic while squeezing his eyebrows at Zhang Yan and Fan Zimo, who were facing away from the rookies.

Zhang Yan didn't have to look back to know what was going on with the noodles that the rookies ate.

The cooking team puts one-third of the bucket of cold water in the bucket in advance, and when the noodles are cooked, they pour the noodles into the bucket together with the noodle soup, and as long as they are left for a few minutes, the noodles are not noodles.

"Hey, look at those rookies, how hypocritical, they don't even eat noodles."

Wang Haoran, this kid smiled sheepishly, looking like he was watching a play, Zhang Yan didn't bother to go to see those rookies, if he couldn't eat those noodles today, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have to eat noodles in the future.

After peeling the garlic, Zhang Yan threw the garlic into the bowl, picked up the bowl and began to eat noodles in a big gulp.

Fan Zimo suddenly whispered: "Hey, brothers, Lao Liu, there is an old godmother on the small table of their cadre, as well as side dishes, do you want to get some?" ”

"Okay, I've got your back!" Wu Rui was very shameless while eating, while expressing his opinion.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's okay for you to take the garlic from the cooking class, if you dare to grab food from Lao Liu, he can kill you."

Zhang Yan muttered two sentences of Fan Zimo angrily, with his understanding of Lao Liu, Fan Zimo's account is a death, and there is no second way.

Zhang Yan and the four of them ate quickly, in order to leave time for the rookies, each of them ate an extra bowl of noodles, and when they walked out, Zhang Yan felt that his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

Passing by the place where the students were eating, some rookies who were turning their brains faster saw Zhang Yan and them walking out, and immediately picked up the bowl and ran towards the outside of the cafeteria, and when they reached the door, they threw the bowl and fork in their hands into the dishwashing sink and ran out at an accelerated pace.

There are also some pretentious rookies who keep stirring in the bowl with forks, and may have to wait for the noodles to open before they are ready to eat.

Zhang Yan glanced at them, shook his head, and could only pray silently for them in his heart, not to die too miserably, and then left the cafeteria with a wry smile.

Outside the cafeteria, after the whole line of each class was completed, Zhang Ye stood on the steps and looked at the rookies coldly, and shouted loudly: "I said before the meal, I don't like to wait for people!" ”

"Now, everyone listen to me, the goal: playground, run forward!"

"Stand upright, turn right!"

"Run, go!"

Zhang Ye was angry, and he wanted to give these rookies a way to eat.

Zhang Yan and several of their instructors slowly followed the sides of the team and the end, which could not only prevent rookies from being lazy, but also allow themselves to move their muscles and bones a few times.

After arriving at the playground, Zhang Yan and the others stopped, and only 145 students were running around the playground.

"Speed up, speed me up!"

"The formation can't be messed up, if there is one team left, add five laps!"

Zhang Ye stood on the edge of the playground and shouted loudly, Zhang Yan and a few of them watched while doing stretching exercises, looking at Zhang Ye's appearance of eating gunpowder, the lunch break is estimated to be no play.

Wu Rui squatted on the ground with one leg on his left leg, stretched out his right leg and said while stretching: "You say, how will Zhang Ye clean up this group of rookies?" ”

"Can this also be called tidying up? This is exercise. Fan Zimo glanced at the students on the playground disappreciably, and he was no longer interested.

"At this time, you should play low posture prostration, and then play frog jumping, how cool is that!"

Zhang Yan laughed while talking, causing the eyes of the people around him to change.

Wang Haoran gave Zhang Yan a thumbs up and said, "You kid is really playing torture, it's amazing for my brother." ”

"This will just finish eating, if you come to a low posture, your stomach can hurt for days."

Zhang Yan nodded, it was indeed torturous.

"Zhang Yan's tricks are very good, I'll try them later, if you have any training methods, just say it, let's talk about it."