Looking at the back of Mi Jia also leaving, Zhou Yang muttered to himself: "It's too similar, it's really too similar." No, it's just a little rain in the world! When Mi Jiaye's back completely disappeared from his sight, he reluctantly turned around and walked down the street in the direction of his home.

When passing by the fruit shop, the shopkeeper asked with concern, "Mr. Zhou, have you found your wallet?" ”

"Huh? Yes! Zhou Yang replied vaguely.

"Hey, what's wrong with this man? Why did you go back and find your wallet, and it became this ghostly look? The shopkeeper muttered to himself inexplicably.

And around the corner, the two men couldn't help but snicker when they looked at Zhou Yang like he was now. Then one of the men pulled out his cell phone and expertly dialed out a set of numbers. "Hey, is it Master?"

"It's me, how are you doing over there?"

"The one surnamed Zhou is really unforgettable, and now his whole person is like losing his soul."

"Good. It seems that your craftsmanship has not been left behind, and after this work, you will naturally be indispensable. ”

"Look at what you said, isn't it right to work for Master, then you can ask for money. By the way, Master, what do we do next? ”

"I kept an eye on the guy surnamed Zhou, and if I found something wrong, I called me quickly."

"Understood, Master."

It turned out that the two men, the person who was on the phone was called Monkey, and the other was called Rabbit. Zhou Yang's wallet was not lost, but was stolen by a monkey who pretended to accidentally bump into Zhou Yang, and then he handed the wallet to Mi Jiaye. In this way, there was the encounter between Zhou Yang and Mi Jiaye that happened earlier.

At this time, in Myanmar, in a bamboo building near the Chinese border. After hanging up the mobile phone, the master key said to Ouyang Hui, who was leaning on the chair: "Gray pigeon, everything is as you think. ”

Ouyang Hui smiled contemptuously, "Hmph, love species!" ”

"So what do we do next?"

"Here's ...... next"

In the training base, the senior instructor brought his team members into the teachers. It's just that the senior instructor didn't plan to give them a lesson today, but asked the two deputy instructors to distribute some things to every team member.

When it was sent to Peng Fei, Peng Fei looked at the things that the fat instructor casually put on his desk, and couldn't help but put a big question mark in his heart. "What is this trying to make us do?"

I saw a transparent ziplock bag, filled with some beads the size of a grain of rice, and a thin silk thread.

After all the things were distributed, I heard the senior instructor say, "These beads, and the length of that silk thread, should be enough for each of you to string a necklace." Then don't be stunned and start stringing. ”

Although I don't quite understand why the senior instructor asked them to do this, but an order is an order. So the team members began to open the ziplock bag on their table, took out the silk thread inside and began to string beads. No, it's a string necklace.

This work is not a difficult task for a clever girl, but for Peng Fei and a group of people whose hands are dumber than their feet, it is a certain degree of difficulty.

I saw Peng Fei staring at the beads in his eyes and poking the thin silk thread into the tiny hole of the beads. It was okay at first, but after a while, my eyes were sore and swollen. After rubbing his eyes with his hands, he looked at the beads strung on the silk thread, which was not enough for the length of a bracelet. "Hey, when will I finish stringing a necklace?"

After another moment, Peng Fei's eyes began to flow uncontrollably with tears. He looked left and right, and saw that the people on both sides were also wiping their eyes with their sleeves. At this time, the annoying voice of the senior instructor sounded: "How is it, are your eyes very uncomfortable?" It doesn't matter, just hang your shirts on the clothesline and you won't have to suffer this sin again! No one paid any attention to him, and they all continued to keep their heads down and shout at the beads in front of them. The senior instructor seemed to be a little disappointed when he saw that his words did not have any effect. "Stupid pig!" After dropping a sentence indignantly, he opened the door and walked out.

But after a short effort, he returned, and he still had a CD player in his hand. After plugging in the power, the hot song of Dick Cowboy begins.

Peng Fei only felt upset, and really wanted to go forward immediately to strangle this thing. And the people on Peng Fei's left and right also rolled their eyes at the senior instructor. But the senior instructor was unaware, and shook his head from time to time to the music.

At this time, one of the team members threw the beads that were being strung in his hand on the table, then stood up and opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the back of this player, the senior instructor showed a bright smile. "See, there is finally an open-minded person. You stupid pigs, why don't you hurry up and hang up your shirts with him! ”

Peng Fei glanced at Xiao Ye next to him, and saw that Xiao Ye was also looking at him, and blocked the sight of the senior instructor with one arm, and then made two lip shapes at Peng Fei.

"Calm." Peng Fei read the word calm from Xiao Ye's mouth. He wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead with his sleeve, closed his eyes slightly, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm his irritable mood. Then he opened his eyes again and continued to string the beads, which were the size of a grain of rice, with silk thread.

In the end, the necklace made of beads the size of a grain of rice was gorgeously born in Peng Fei's hands. Looking at my own work, I really feel a sense of accomplishment!

After passing the acceptance of the senior instructor, he ordered Peng Fei: "Tear it down." ”

"Tear it down?" You must know that this necklace was strung by him with great difficulty, and his eyes were sore and swollen for it, and he shed a lot of tears.

But the senior instructor teased him: "What's the matter, do you still want to wear it around your neck to go out and show off?" It's plastic, it's worthless, what's there to show off! Good boy is obedient, take it down, and you will wear it when you let you string gold beads. ”

"Instructor, when are we going to string gold beads?" A non-commissioned officer asked from below.

"You can string the plastic beads for me first."

After all the team members passed the acceptance, and removed the necklace that they had strung by hand, turned it into the original loose beads and a silk thread, and put it back into the ziplock bag and handed it to the senior instructor, the senior instructor stood in front and said solemnly: "This beading, or necklace, is a kind of training for your attention." There will be a lot of training like this in the future, if any of you can't stand it, then I'll still say that, take off my clothes and leave immediately! I don't mind driving you all back, what I mind is if the guy who gets out of my hands is up to the job of a sniper. ”