Teenagers, the instructor is the one who is unreasonable.

Liang Chen's military training began with a vigorous weeding campaign, their school has no plastic playground, a 400-meter track paved with coal ash and gravel, and five basketball courts and half a football field in the middle, which is where their military training is located.

At nine o'clock, the seventh class of high school gathered on time on the playground. Of course, not only them, but also a column of instructors, and various leaders on the stage.

"Hey! Feed! The host tried the microphone, and the performance before the military training began.

"Next, I would like to invite Yang Yangyang, principal of Shihe Middle School, to speak for us, and everyone applauds and welcomes."

The principal got up and picked up the microphone and began his performance.

"In the golden autumn of September, the autumn breeze is cool. Welcome to all the 753 freshmen of junior high and high school to Shizhong, to the place where your dreams began. Shihe Middle School is the first rural middle school in Zinan City, a municipal demonstration middle school, and has been praised by the Puzhou County Education Bureau and the Zinan City Education Bureau. Last year, when I went to Puzhou to hold an education seminar, Deputy Director Long of the Puzhou Education Bureau told me that your Shihe Middle School has done a good job in the past few years, the students have made achievements, and the teachers have won many awards. ”

Principal Yang turned around and answered the phone before he finished speaking, and when he turned around, he announced the content of the phone call.

"The Puzhou County Education Bureau called, and the teachers of our school won the award again."

Principal Yang spoke in his thick Sichuan dialect for more than half an hour before resting, and then changed to vice principal, then the director of the political and educational office, and the director of the security office, according to the size of the officials. By the time they finished speaking, the audience under the stage had long since lost their spirits.

When the instructor came to the class, Liang Chen was still closing his eyes and waiting for the next torture. He deliberately exercised his body at home for a month for military training, but today he found out that after a month of squats and push-ups, his thinness immediately showed his original shape in the standing military posture.

"Huh! Huh! Aren't those instructors the two we met at dinner? Wei Wenming, who was next to Liang Chen, squeezed his arm and said.

Liang Chen opened his eyes suddenly, looked at them fixedly, and said with a happy face: "It's really true!" Didn't he say he couldn't bear to discipline us? Now that's good. ”

Liang Chen regained his vitality at once, cheered up, and happily greeted the arrival of the instructor.

Unexpectedly, getting along happily was just their wishful thinking.

One paused, stood upright, and then made a commanding opening introduction with a serious tone, "My name is Fan Gang, I am the instructor of your class, and the first task of your military training is to pull the grass near the table tennis table, and to go to the four boys to get the trash can." ”

"I'll go, Liangzi, I have a bad premonition." Wei Wenming tilted his head towards Liang Chen and whispered.

Unexpectedly, the instructor looked at the six roads, listened to all directions, pointed at the two of them, and said loudly: "The two boys in the back, what are you biting your ears, like a girl." This time I will give you two a chance, if anyone is still in the queue in the future, do not report, whisper, four circles for boys, three circles for girls. ”

As soon as these words came out, Liang Chen's heart was completely cold, this was the first education he received in high school: what he said is often the same as the weather forecast, you believe it is on time, it is not accurate, you don't believe it, but it follows your wishes.

"Report!" Liang Chen shouted.

The instructor glanced at Liang Chen impatiently, "Speak"

"Teacher, Wei Wenming, that is, the classmate next to me just told me that we are willing to take the initiative to carry the trash can."

Wei Wenming's eyes bulged and he glanced at Liang Chen with an incredulous expression. The mouth was moving, but he didn't hear it, and after a little analysis, he knew that he was scolding Liang Chen, this kind of joking mutual scolding was part of Liang Chen's boring recess life for three years.

"Okay, you two, are there any volunteers?"

Liang Chen raised his hand with Zhou Jun in the same dormitory, plus a buddy who went to school. His surname is Liu Bingjian, even if he wears a military uniform, but he has a handsome atmosphere, which can be distinguished from his face, he is white, whiter than most girls, slightly shorter than Liang Chen, with slender fingers, such a person in Liang Chen's cognition is a scholar. Liu Bingjian is Liang Chen's class for two and a half years, and as for the other half year, it seems to have disappeared in time.

Liang Chen and the four of them formed a transport brigade of the seventh class of high school, this work is really not easy to do, the grass is sandwiched with soil, the playground is not close to the garbage depot, a few trips down, a few of them have no strength, the loss is not much grass, the four of them are lazy to pay attention, rest on the mountain next to the garbage depot for a while, 20 minutes of reincarnation, Zhou Jun, Liu Bingjian two came, Liang Chen and Wei Wenming left, Gao Yiqi's transport team seemed extraordinarily busy.

Liang Chen thought he was a clever little trick, but it was just that the instructor really looked at their hard work to add which piece of grass in our class was responsible for not letting them go, until the end, the instructor laughed and mocked Liang Chen: "When carrying the garbage, two boys went up the mountain, and they stayed for more than an hour, I can't think of what they did, but I still have to say more, pay attention to safety, AIDS is really terrible." ”

Liang Chen never thought that he was a humorous man when they were on the mountain, just like to the head teacher, until the last moment, what Liang Chen remembered was the effort he imposed on them and the kind of hatred he hated after they made mistakes. And when Liang Chen walked out of this prison, such a person may never be met again.

On the first day of military training, there was half an hour left after pulling the grass, and after laughing and talking with the instructor, Mr. Mu brought everything back to the classroom.

Teacher Mu walked into the classroom and saw that all the people were drooping, slumped on the table, and smiled. said teasingly: "Why, I can't stand this little bit of labor." ”

"The teacher's main reason is that the grass is difficult to pull, and the school still doesn't give hoes and shovels, hey! Don't say it, it's all tears. ”

"Alright, alright, what's next! Let's just say something, didn't you all come in and choose arts and sciences? Now, the school has given you another chance to study in a science class. You can tell me after the military training in the afternoon, and then we can arrange the class in the evening and take your books to another class, what do you have to ask? ”

Teacher Mu said very calmly, and Liang Chen and they were also very calm, far from the explosion after the accumulation of emotions in the future. At this time, the whole class had only one common thought - to eat a beautiful lunch, and those who were going to leave should leave early, so as not to add sadness to parting with Jun in the future.

"Oh well! Since there is no problem, let's go to dinner. ”

As soon as the words ended, the class rushed out of the encirclement like a herd of bison like lions in Africa, and then swept through the grassland (cafeteria).

The canteen of Shihe Middle School, like most of the canteens in middle schools across the country, is unpalatable, but the school leaders have to pick flowers on it again and again, and the canteen is said to be a mess at the beginning of each semester, a little bit of improvement, and a window repair, all of which are said to be infrastructure replacement, and Liang Chen is full of hope at one time, and they go to find hope for the next time.

Back in the dormitory, everyone didn't mention the matter of choosing arts and sciences again this time, or what was just mentioned, the feelings were too weak, and they couldn't afford to have so many sad parting feelings.

Dangdang

The sports march sounded, the afternoon military training came as scheduled, three minutes, the time we went from the classroom to the playground, which was the only place where the seventh class of high school was praised by Fanmenshen.

"Report to Comrade Company Commander, please instruct after the first and seventh classes of high school have been assembled."

"Take a break"

"Yes"

Fan Menshen trotted back, raised his voice, and said to them, "Take a break"

After the eleven squads were assembled, the company commander on the platform, holding the microphone, gave an order in a loud voice.

"All of them, stand upright, and be in a military posture for 30 minutes."

Standing military posture is not inferior to a battle, the first day of military training is very simple, rest, stand, count, straddling, squatting, saluting, back and forth, left and right······ There are too few jokes.

Because of the division of subjects and the re-division of the dormitory in the school, the military training in the afternoon ended very early, that is, the number of boys in the seventh class of high school today plummeted, and it was difficult to maintain it in double digits. There are scattered and gathered, there are many people who leave, and there are many people who come, but they are all girls. There were four people who came, and Liang Chen only remembered two people in his memory.

Zhou Yin, Liu Qianqian, it happened that Liang Chen was familiar with them in his first year of high school, of course, this is all a later story.

Today's military training,From this time on,It's over.,In the evening,Because of the new book,Cancel the military training,This is the happiest moment for Liang Chen today.,New books or something.,It's just a foil for no military training.,Besides, how many students like new textbooks!

This night, it passed very quickly, Liang Chen only flipped through a few pages of language papers, and the self-study ended hastily this night! Back in the dormitory, there was another commotion, and when the lights went out at school, Liang Chen closed his eyes, and the first day of school passed quietly.

During the military training, Liang Chen did not need to go to self-study, and the school gave them a few days to buffer. When the senior brothers and sisters in the second and third years of high school had morning exercises on the playground, Liang Chen and the others enjoyed the last free time.

But today's leisure is over, as soon as nine o'clock arrives, Liang Chen and they have to run to the playground quickly. As usual, the instructor reported the number of people and took a military posture for half an hour.

From time to time, the instructor walked around us, "Don't move, keep your legs together, spread your shoulders, keep your chest up, lean forward, don't talk to each other, don't make small movements, report what you want to do, even if you want to hit me, before that, you have to report." ”

"Hehehe······" The class chuckled a few times, but in exchange for a corporal punishment from him.

Fan Menshen's voice instantly raised an octave, "What are you laughing at, didn't you say that you want to make a report!" After the military posture is over, the whole class playground, four laps for boys, three laps for girls, boys and girls have to arrive at the same time, do you understand? ”

The crowd replied with resentment, "Understood." ”

Fan Menshen put his hands behind his back and said, "I didn't hear it. ”

"Understood." The voice was filled with the howl of ghosts and wolves, and the roar of the old slave society as it rebelled against oppression.

They really wanted to run, fortunately Liang Chen's playground was not big, but after a few laps, this group of children still couldn't stand it, and after running out, they squatted on the ground and gasped for breath before they gathered.

However, Fan Menshen didn't yell at them this time, just quietly looked at this group of thin children. Liang Chen's class is really thin, and there are only 3 boys who are over 120 pounds, and Fan Menshen really let them go. Counting this time, he also punished them twice. But kids! I can only remember the evil you did to him, and as for the good, I'm sorry, they're just kids, just kids who just came from junior high school.

Military training is like that, how most people live, Liang Chen and how they live. Today, I practiced walking in unison, and occasionally there were two classmates with uncoordinated limbs, in exchange for the instructor's yelling. In this, Liang Chen has to be counted.

"Hey! Liangzi, you have the same hands and feet. Wei Wenming next to him reminded.

Liang Chen just wanted to adjust, but Fan Men roared, Liang Chen panicked, and fell with his left foot mixed with his right foot, fortunately he was the last row, and he didn't fall with his classmates behind. The students in front of them still understood what was going on, so the instructor shouted to stop, and Wei Wenming pulled Liang Chen up with one hand.

Liang Chen came together, his face was facing Fan Menshen, his heart frowned, and he took a few steps back.

Fan Menshen had a straight face, stared at Liang Chen with straight eyes, and said: "To borrow a phrase from Captain Li Yunlong's 'you are really a genius', even if you have the same hands and feet, you can actually trip yourself by yourself." ”

Only then did the girl in front of her understand what was going on and laughed out loud.

"Look, you're being laughed at by your classmates! I'll see how you find a girlfriend in the future. ”

"Report!" Liang Chen said.

Fan Menshen glanced at Liang Chen impatiently and said, "Speak"

"Instructor, our task is to study hard, we can't fall in love in high school, you are bringing us badly ideologically." Liang Chen is not a master who can suffer, as long as he takes care of himself, he is not afraid of making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

"Say it again, you kid."

"Report to the instructor, our task is to study hard, and we can't fall in love in high school, you are bringing us badly ideologically." Liang Chen really repeated, he knew in his heart that the instructor would not treat him well.

"Good boy, there is a kind, you will definitely find a girlfriend in the future"

Liang Chen smiled and didn't answer.

"But now, crouch down and see how the others go."

Liang Chen, who was squatting on the side, had a sense of peace of mind in his heart, and he knew that his face had recovered a little. High school had just begun, and he didn't want to save face as soon as he came, and besides, he was still in front of so many girls, and they were too thin-skinned at this time.

"That's the training this afternoon, when I go back to eat, think about the essentials of my movements, especially some students with uncoordinated limbs, walk, eat." After speaking, Fan Menshen led us along the large army to the cafeteria.

In the evening, in addition to the military posture, the instructor of the time left behind gave the group of children a song and rest.

"The boy who was on the same hand and foot this afternoon." Fan Gang thought left and right and asked, "What's it called?" ”

"Report, my name is Liang Chen." Before everyone could speak, Liang Chen replied first, it was better to say this kind of thing himself.

"You come and sing with your class."

"Teacher, I can't complete the five tones!" Liang Chen said with a frown.

"Sing a military song, what pitch do you want, just let go of your voice and roar, if you don't sing, then why don't you train, you choose yourself." After speaking, Fan Menshen picked up the kettle and drank a sip of boiling water.

Liang Chen swallowed his saliva and looked at the eyes of his classmates, if he didn't agree, I am afraid it will be difficult to mix in the past three years! Liang Chen turned his head and looked at Fan Menshen again, knowing that he couldn't run today. "Instructor, I can't sing military songs!"

"Coincidentally, I can't sing."

"Instructor, you can't fool me!"

"Don't you know how to use a mobile phone?" Fan Menshen took another sip of water and said.

Liang Chen spread out his hands, made a helpless gesture, and said, "I don't have it either!" ”

"I have!"

"Instructor, you're not so generous!"

"I don't have a boat in my stomach, what are you doing generously! Besides, you didn't ask me, and I didn't say I wouldn't give it. After speaking, Fan Menshen took out his mobile phone and handed it to me.

That night, Fan Menshen was very good in the hearts of everyone in the first and seventh classes of high school, but it was a pity that this feeling only lasted for one night, just like that yellow sorghum dream, the dream was scattered, and the feeling was gone.

Without training, even the moon in the sky was exceptionally bright. But this moonlight makes people's hearts cold, look at it for a while, and feel a little more melancholy in my heart, this is homesickness! Since then, Liang Chen has rarely admired the moon, and he always feels in his heart that the moon is homesickness, and homesickness is the bright moonlight. Suddenly, a poem recited on Liang Chen's lips.

The moon under the sea is the moon in the sky,

The person in front of him is his sweetheart,

The heart has always been the heart of the guest,

However, people are strangers.