The structure of the canteen of the missile company is the same as that of the second howitzer company, the first floor is the operation room of the cooking class, and the second floor is the canteen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are a dozen or so tables inside, each with a circle of chairs around it.

Near the windowsill, the first table on the right hand of Yang Mian'er is a company.

Usually, cadres such as company commanders, instructors, deputy company commanders, deputy instructors, technicians, and division chiefs eat at the first table.

The other tables are one row and two rows of dining tables.

Yang Wenbin and the first class were at a table closest to the company headquarters, and each table was ten people.

In the morning, Yang Wenbin took part in military training.

After coming back, after a while, it was time to eat. He followed the team into the dining hall.

After the watchman gave the command to "open the meal", everyone began to eat.

Yang Wenbin looked up and looked at the table of the company, there were two more people, a pair of men and women.

The man, a captain officer, was dressed in summer clothes, and looked like he was thirty-four or five years old. Female, about 30 years old, wearing a dress and slightly chubby.

Everyone in the canteen was eating silently, and no one was talking to each other. But from the eyes of the soldiers, they were also full of curiosity about these two uninvited guests.

Yang Wenbin was also full of curiosity, but he, but he resisted the urge to ask others and quickly finished eating. Left the dining hall.

On the way back to the company from the canteen, it happened that Lu Hua, the deputy political instructor, walked ahead of him.

Yang Wenbin walked two steps quickly to catch up with him, and finally had a chance to ask.

Yang Wenbin leaned in and asked softly, "Just now, who were those two people who were eating at the company's dinner table?" I've never seen it before."

Lu Hua smiled and said mysteriously: "This is the former deputy political instructor of our company, called Sun Jialin, and next to him is his family member, named Zhang Zhongfang." ”

"Oh!" , Yang Wenbin understood, "No wonder they eat so casually, not restrained at all, just like eating at their own home, it turns out to be the old man of the company." ”

"But those old soldiers, why are they strange when they look at them?" His mind was still full of questions.

But seeing that Deputy Instructor Lu wanted to speak and stopped, he stopped his curiosity and didn't ask any more questions.

After eating, it was time for lunch break.

The warriors stripped off and went to bed one after another, ready to take a nap.

Yang Wenbin, without resting, continued to pick up the English book and read it.

After the training began, the training tasks gradually increased, and all he learned were some unfamiliar words and sentences, and Yang Wenbin had to accept and understand them wholeheartedly during the training.

Then the only time left for him to study is the lunch break at noon and the bedtime time after the lights go out at night, and he has to watch it quickly.

After talking about Bai Song's matter with Zhou Dejun, Yang Wenbin also had a score in his heart.

Bai Song is not a stubborn person, and he has a certain principle and passion for doing things. Then, start with the things she is familiar with and like, and she will definitely receive good results.

is to find a way to stimulate his sense of responsibility and honor, and to find a good entry point.

Last night, Yang Wenbin went to Instructor Zhao's office and talked with him for a long time.

Instructor Zhao is not too tall, very thin, with a pointed chin, and speaks in a sharp voice, slowly, and endlessly.

"Instructor, I would like to ask you a question. We had a soldier in our platoon this morning and didn't go out for exercise. When talking to her, I felt that he had a certain personality and a certain resistance to the company. How should ideological work be done with such a fighter? Do you have any good ideas and suggestions? Yang Wenbin asked straight to the point.

Instructor Zhao smiled: "You're talking about Bai Song, right?" For people like him, they have to be taught according to their aptitude.

First of all, you have to pay attention to him, and you can't ignore her. Get closer to him psychologically.

Secondly, you have to make friends with him. Make him feel that you are his true friend. He is willing to approach you and make friends with you, then your work will be done well.

Third, we need to discover the good in him. He has made a little progress, and when he has a little achievement, he praises him vigorously. Increase his sense of collective honor and responsibility. In this way, the honor of the company, the honor of the platoon is taken into account. When he does things, he doesn't feel so impulsive.

Even, he will take the initiative to think of some work for the class and the platoon. You can go and give it a try. ”

Instructor Zhao was patient and meticulous, and gave Yang Wenbin a trick.

I heard that Instructor Zhao came down from the organization unit of the Political Department of the Youth League organ, and he has a strong ability to express himself in writing and writing, and he is a big pen in the Political Department.

The regimental history of the regiment was compiled by him. Because this work has been done very well, the leaders appreciate and recognize it.

Only then did he come down and take up the job of political instructor.

Yang Wenbin, after asking the instructor for questions, when he pulled out his legs and wanted to leave. was stopped by Instructor Zhao.

"By the way, you're studying liberal arts, how is your writing? There is a series of activities in the group to welcome Qiqi, and there is an essay competition. You get this mission done. This is a notice from the regiment, you go back and take a look. Write a higher quality essay, and you're good to go. "Instructor Zhao assigned the task.

"Instructor, I heard that you came down from the political office. What are the benefits of working in a political organization? What are the characteristics of each? Can you tell me about it? Yang Wenbin asked curiously.

Instructor Zhao thought for a while and said, "There are three main points in working in the Political Department: one is to be able to write. It is the material given to you by the leader, which can be completed on time, has your own unique point of view, and is well written.

Second, you have to be capable. It is the matter that the leader explains, and it is done well. Make sure that there are instructions in advance, a report in the middle, and a summary after completion.

The third is strong coordination. For some things that are inconvenient for department leaders to come forward, it is necessary for the officers and unit heads under them to come forward and coordinate with other departments. This requires strong coordination skills.

When I was in the political department, yes, I was better able to write. As for the instructor of the anti-aircraft artillery company, when he was in the political department, he was more able to coordinate.

As for me, when I was a platoon leader after graduation, I broke my lower leg during the 400-meter obstacle course, and I was walking with a limp.

My comrades-in-arms joked with me and called me lame.

As for the instructors of the anti-aircraft artillery company, due to their myopia, the degree of myopia is relatively large. When you take off your glasses, your eyes won't be able to see things in the distance. So everyone nicknamed him the blind man.

Haha, now, the lame and the blind, are in our artillery battalion.

If you want to pursue a career in politics in the future, I will introduce you to it. It will be very beneficial for your future development to let you know and understand. "Instructor Zhao may have drunk a little wine at night, and he was talking about it in a hurry, and he accidentally told all his troubles.

"Okay, thanks! I know. If you have the opportunity, you have to ask the instructor to introduce you more. Yang Wenbin accepted the instructor's teachings, thanked him, turned around and went downstairs, and returned to the dormitory on the first floor.