Chapter Twenty-Eight, Hey! A company!
"How could there be such a coincidence!" Gu Zijun said, "I eat much better food than you at noon, we have barbecue at noon, and we make it ourselves, and it tastes very good." ”
She patted Nineteen Nian's shoulders and said triumphantly, "I'll tell you!" Fortunately, I went back early, otherwise, there wouldn't be much left, and there were many children in our family, so basically there would be no separation. ”
Nineteen Nian originally wanted to say words of approval such as good food at noon, but after thinking about it again, she still wanted to accompany her to make a little more trouble, anyway, it was still early, so she was not in a hurry.
She snorted: "Hmph, if you eat barbecue, you will be fat, you can't lose weight in military training, you will grow meat if you eat more, and you can't cut it off." ”
"You can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour." Gu Zijun rolled his eyes.
Nineteen thoughts: "I am trying to lose weight, and for a person who is less than a hundred pounds, maintaining weight is the most important thing." ”
"Wow! Are you more than ninety pounds? Gu Zijun looked incredulous, "I'm sorry, I'm only over eighty pounds, and I need to grow some meat." ”
This remark aroused the contempt of Nineteen Nian: "I hope that one day you can gain a hundred pounds." ”
Gu Zijun directly said the words in the emoji: "Before that, you can only get fat first!" ”
Saying these words, Gu Zijun seemed to be full of indifference, anyway, someone behind her back gave her a foundation.
"I really want to bless you to get fat sooner." Nineteen Nian subconsciously looked at the watch on his wrist, and the time displayed on the hands was 2:11.
She asked Gu Zijun: "What time do we start military training?" ”
"Half past two, is it time?"
"Let's go! It's 10 o'clock! If you don't leave, you'll be late. ”
Nineteen Nian sat in the back seat.
"Hey! I really can't make a fuss with you like this next time. Gu Zijun started the battery car.
Nineteen Nian, who was sitting in the back seat, smiled and said, "It's not you who started talking first." ”
"Hey! Let's both of us! ”
"Like a madman."
At the end of the school, it was almost late, and the two of them almost rushed over by running.
They separated and walked into their respective teams, and as soon as they entered the group and found their positions, the instructor was already shouting a running whistle.
Nineteen Nian turned his head to look at the instructor and let out a long breath.
Luckily, they were in a hurry, otherwise it would have been embarrassing.
I didn't expect anyone to be with the instructor.
The runner was a boy who didn't even have time to put on his hat, and when he saw that he was late, he seemed to run forward desperately, for fear that he would be caught and punished.
"The guy who ran fast, come here." It was the same person with the microphone who told him to stop, only this time he changed into a camouflage uniform and rode a small bicycle.
Presumably, it is to make it easier to catch students who do not follow the rules and regulations.
The boy who ran fast continued as if he hadn't heard.
Looking in the direction, he seemed to be walking towards them.
The distance gradually narrowed, and no matter how she looked at the person, it felt familiar, and when she looked closely, she suddenly realized.
Isn't the boy running in front of you Fufeng? How he was late.
Although he was puzzled, Nineteen Thoughts somehow had a faint worry in his heart.
Judging from the teacher's powerful voice just now, he will have bad luck next.
"The classmate running in front of you called you over, didn't you hear?"
The speed of running is of course better than the speed of cycling.
The teacher on the bicycle quickly chased after him, and at this time Fufeng knew that he was destined to not escape this catastrophe, so he stood calmly in front of the group and turned around calmly.
"What's your name?"
"Fufeng."
"Which one?"
"Six."
After parking, the teacher took a small notebook to make a record while questioning, and made a record with the police, as if questioning the thief.
"Who are your instructors?"
"I don't know." Fu Feng thought about it again and again, he really couldn't remember what the instructor's name was, and he couldn't even forget his appearance.
He stopped to take notes and asked him with a serious face, "I don't know?" You don't even know who your instructors are? Didn't you come in the morning. ”
Fufeng said, "Here we are." ”
"How come you don't know who your instructor is?"
"It's normal to come here and don't know who the instructor is."
Fufeng's words caused the whole team to laugh, and not only that, but even the team next door who heard the sound laughed together.
The teacher was so angry that he began to be fierce: "What are you laughing at, it's military training time, are you allowed to laugh?" ”
"Laugh again, your whole company will be punished with him." He angrily threatened.
No one laughs anymore.
"And you, who allowed you to talk back to the teacher?" After killing them, the spearhead turned back to Fufeng.
Fufeng scratched his head helplessly: "No, I really don't know what the instructor's name is?" ”
"Punish you for twenty push-ups, do it now, hurry."
"Oh." Anyway, he was arrested when he was caught, and he accepted his fate, just do it, who let him be late.
Thinking about it, Fufeng immediately lay down and calmly started push-ups.
"Count aloud and wait until your instructor comes over."
"One, two, three, four......" Fu Feng loudly said while doing push-ups while counting the numbers.
The teacher stood by and watched, and said, "With a little effort, add twenty more if you don't do well." ”
"Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! After being criticized, he did it more carefully, but there was a lot of unconvincing in the voice of counting.
"Hurry up! Soon your instructor will come over, and if you can't finish it before he comes, you will be fined half more. ”
The teacher reminded Fufeng impatiently beside him, this scene, seeing Nineteen Nian, I wanted to laugh a little inexplicably.
It's so unfair! Fufeng complained impatiently in his heart.
Complaining is complaining, and after complaining, he still has to do push-ups in a proper manner.
"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty."
It was not so much a hurry as a coincidence, and he finally finished twenty push-ups out of breath before the instructor arrived.
"Your physique, it's not good, the speed is still too slow, you need to strengthen the exercise."
When Fufeng stood up and patted the dust off his clothes and hands, he was still pointing at the side.
In the end, Fufeng came to a conclusion: it wasn't that he couldn't do it at all, it was that the teacher was too picky, and if he was a two, he might not do push-ups better than him.
As soon as he thought of this, he began to narcissize again.
"Is this student your connection?" While talking to the instructor, the teacher took out a small notebook, bowed his head and began to record.
Instructor: "It's our company, what's wrong?" ”
"Did he come in the morning?"
The instructor turned his head to look at Fufeng: "Have you come here in the morning?" ”
Fufeng: "It's coming." ”
The instructor wiped his head again: "He said he came in the morning." ”
"He's late just now, it's half past two, it's considered late."
The instructor turned his head to look at Fufeng again: "Late?" What's with? ”
Fufeng: "I packed my things, I didn't look at the time, so I was late." ”
Instructor: "I hope you're the first and last time, not the next one." Hurry back to the line and stand. ”
The teacher who recorded it stood by and looked confused.
"Wait a minute, which class are you from, come and register."
The teacher who recorded handed the pen and notebook in his hand to Fufeng, and said solemnly: "Name, class, class teacher's name." ”
Name: Fufeng
Classes: 16 computer 2
Class teacher: Zhang Xiang
After writing it quickly, it was returned to him, and Fufeng finally got a lot of criticism.
Sure enough, even if the instructor let him go, the teacher would not forgive him so easily.
"Don't let me catch you late for the second time."