Lao Liang, medium stature, fat, the beard on his face looks very obvious if he doesn't shave it for a day, judging by his walking posture, his waist should have been injured, he has no hobby of smoking, and it is relatively easy to touch. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he lived in the inner room of the room on the first floor, and he lived in it for five years, and the assistant instructor who lived outside the room had changed several times. It seems that it is not easy for Guo Fan to do his job.

"Lao Liang, what are you busy with?" Guo Fan took advantage of the opportunity for everyone to go to physical exercise in the last hour of the afternoon and walked into Lao Liang's room.

"Instructor, didn't you go for a run?" Lao Liang was sitting in front of the computer, fiddling with something, looking back at the instructor, waving his hand to say hello.

"What is this? Why so many photos? Guo Fan pointed to a lot of photos on the table and asked.

"Isn't this a portrait of the soldiers, tidy up." Lao Liang pushed the photo on the table and moved it to the table.

"You usually take pictures?" Guo Fan was a little skeptical, he didn't believe that a person who usually didn't even want to do morning exercises could have such a hobby that required hard work.

"It was mainly taken at the request of the soldiers, and I usually have little work, mainly to leave some images for them and accumulate information for making commemorative CDs when I was discharged from the army." Lao Liang took out a stack of CDs from the drawer as he spoke, and said: "This is the rest of the soldiers they discharged from the army last year, and some of them feel that they haven't stayed enough in the barracks after they go back, and they still want some information about the company this year." ”

"That's a good idea!" While affirming Lao Liang's work, Guo Fan wanted to change the topic: "You see that the company commander and I just came here this year, and some work still needs your strong support." ”

"Definitely support, don't look at me I don't go out much, and I rarely ask about the company's affairs, but I am a 'concentration camp of ideas' for the fighters here, and the fighters like to talk about what they want and what they think about, what they support and what they oppose. Judging from the soldiers' reactions to you, I am very optimistic about the two of you, and there is hope for our company. When Guo Fan heard Lao Liang say this, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with coming to him. Lao Liang has a certain mass prestige in the hearts of the soldiers of the company, and if he moves, he will definitely be able to drive the whole link.

"Instructor, don't worry, I will definitely support you and the company commander's work." Lao Liang is an old gun, and he may have seen Guo Fan's thoughts.

"You still have to do this morning exercise, and when the squad sees that you have done the morning exercise, they see the changes in the company, which has a lot to do with improving everyone's motivation." In the face of the old comrades, Guo Fan could no longer instruct him in a commanding tone, but could only test his attitude.

"That's no problem, no one has asked me before, exercise, I have to get up early anyway. But I'm not worth it when I'm on duty in the company, I'm a person who is about to change jobs, and I don't have that motivation. Guo Fan didn't expect him to agree so readily, although he also put forward additional conditions.

"Did you hurt your waist?" Guo Fan saw that he usually liked to pinch his waist with one hand when he walked, so he asked with concern.

"Hey, Sensei, this is all a shooting competition back then. At that time, I participated in the military region competition, lying on the ground to aim the gun, regardless of wind and rain, cloudy and sunny days, lying on my stomach for several hours, plus the humid weather in the south, I did not pay attention to maintenance, and I suffered from lumbar spine strain. This is also related to the fact that the usual training is not scientific, at that time, relying on the old age, carrying a backpack and artillery to train, walking dozens or even hundreds of kilometers, the iron waist is also worn out by you. Lao Liang said and stretched his body and rubbed his waist, although it hurt very uncomfortably at times, there was no complaint on his face.

"Hats off to you. At that time, our training as soldiers was also very hard. It's much better now. Guo Fan faced a training pacesetter, and the respect in his heart was real and heartfelt: "It's not easy to be a pacesetter, especially a training pacesetter." Look at the Olympic champions, there are a few who have no injuries on their bodies, and they may even fall ill for life. ”

"You've trained so well and made a lot of contributions to the team, why haven't you been transferred?" Guo Fan asked about Lao Liang's sore spot, this may be the pain in Lao Liang's heart, which is always to be revealed, so it is better to reveal it now.

"There was a chance to tune back then. Alas, we all suffered from the loss of culture. In terms of physical strength, no one is worse than anyone, no one is afraid of hardship, and when it comes to managing troops, they are all out of the army, and who is afraid of whom. It's just that the direction of training has changed, the evaluation criteria of training have changed, and the era of relying on a single craft to go all over the world has passed. Now we are all talking about comprehensive quality, and we are outdated. Later, when I got older, I didn't want to do it anymore. Guo Fan saw his melancholy.

"What do we mean? Are there many people who have been through the same experience as you? Guo Fan asked.

"Look, I'll count it with you, the deputy company commander of the first company Huang and the deputy instructor of the seventh company, they are all our comrades-in-arms who participated in the military region's martial arts competition together back then, and they have also achieved good results, and they have already changed jobs." Lao Liang shook his head after speaking, a little unwilling and a little overwhelmed. "But don't worry, instructor, I will do a good job in the work you have assigned. That was a whining just now, don't take it to heart. Lao Liang may have realized that he had said too much, and hurriedly changed his words.

After listening to Lao Liang's story, Guo Fan didn't know how to comfort him, maybe this is the times. The times are always like big waves, and you always have to worry about something, it's not you, it's me, or maybe it's him.

What if, let's focus on cultivating these cadres?

What if we send these cadres to colleges and universities for further study?

What if we give these cadres more platforms?

What if we put these cadres in a better position?

In this world, there are not so many ifs! Life is never an if!

Based on the present and looking to the future, is our way of survival!

When pulling the car, look up at the road from time to time, is our way of life!

Look at yourself and look around you to see your own gaps.

Sometimes, honor is a gas station that inspires people to forge ahead, and sometimes, honor can also be a stepping stone that hinders people from moving forward.

Guo Fan understands these truths very well, but he can't influence anything. At the moment, all he can control is the company he leads.

Lao Liang fulfilled his promise and insisted on going out to exercise every morning. The officers and soldiers of the company saw that the old guys were standing in the front row, and no one said anything. Sometimes the soldiers follow you and don't look at anything, just look at the company's guidance, the guidance is accurate, right, they absolutely have nothing to say, it's no problem to do it with you with a bare ass. For they are the ones who believe in you first, and then in what you say. People can't do it, no matter how beautiful the words are, they are also pies in the mirror and fish on the New Year's pictures - they don't like to eat.

Later, the company set up a honor roll and a smiling face wall to show everyone wonderful photos of everyone in daily life, training, and management, so that the soldiers could taste the joy of success, the joy of being appreciated, and the joy of being respected by others.

Later, the company also set up awards for agricultural and sideline production and awards for the most creative dishes.

Later, Lao Liang's figure could often be seen on the company's training ground, and Lao Liang's vigorous posture could also be seen on the basketball ball.

Later, on the training ground, Guo Fan and Company Commander Li could still eat fragrant pancakes after training......

Although Lao Liang changed jobs at the end of the year, the officers and soldiers missed him very much, and they would hang up a phone call for him from time to time.

"Hey, Lao Liang! Are you okay in Guangdong?

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