In a blink of an eye, the military training has reached the fourth day.

Stand in a military posture, kick the right step, stand up and take a break, turn left and right, march and train, and organize housekeeping...... After the initial hardship, most people have already adapted to it.

The freshmen began to feel the charm of barracks life, gradually immersed themselves in a collective atmosphere, learned to have fun in suffering, and narrowed the distance between each other.

Ma Liang also became talking and laughing.

The people and things around him, like the hot weather and sunshine, embraced him all the time, melted him, and made him, a "weirdo" who was always lonely, alienated and a little melancholy, begin to integrate into the atmosphere of the big collective.

After lunch that day, Ma Liang and four or five boys who slept with him sneakily slipped out of the camp and came to a remote corner along the wall of the green belt.

The wall on this side is only one meter, and the top is fenced off, and on the other side of the wall is the family area of the base, which is usually forbidden to new students.

There is a shop in the family area, where you can buy good things that the big guys are in desperate need.

In this ghost place, there is no village in front of it, and there is no shop in the back, except for the trained recruits, only the families of the officers and soldiers stationed at the base run a few small businesses.

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water, relying on this training camp, it is natural to eat their raw melons and eggs.

When Ma Liang and the others arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered together, sneaky, like spies.

"How much is Spring City!?"

"Ten pieces!"

"What, it's only three dollars a pack outside, and you sell it for ten yuan!?"

"Do you want to buy it? I don't buy the next one! ”

"Buy, buy, buy, give me two packs, and a box of golden throat tablets."

"35 in total!"

“…… Profiteers, what profiteers! ”

"Are you alright? It's my turn, bring me an Ashima, three boxes of golden throats, and two bottles of wind oil essence...... Is there any toilet water? That's two bottles, too. ”

……

It was noisy and shouting, and it took a while before it was Ma Liang's turn.

At this moment, a group of girls shrank their heads and shrunk out of the grove, and when they saw the movement here, they rushed to this side with a small cheer.

The boys are energetic, they are going to leave and they are not leaving, the thick-skinned ones only stare at the girls' small waists and faces, and the thin-skinned ones pretend to be serious, but in fact, the afterglow of the eyes has been following these young and slender figures.

There was a buddy next to Ma Liang who sighed: "It is said that after three years of being a soldier, the sow becomes a sable." I didn't believe it before, but now I do. It's only been the first few days since I saw them, why are they like fairies!? ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone felt the same way.

Let's just say that during training, when I arrived near the girls' phalanx, everyone looked like they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their eyes were like radar waves, and they found a few very good seedlings from under a similar uniform.

During the break, someone had already inquired about their departments, classes, and names.

The same goes for girls.

They had more time to rest than the boys, and some of them sat boldly in the shade around the boys' queue, pointing and whispering, and laughing from time to time.

At such times, the boys are extraordinarily energetic, shouting slogans a little louder than usual.

Youth!

Ma Liang's psychological age is not young, and his heart and city government are not comparable to these freshmen.

But it is this youth, this restlessness, this heat, and this vitality that warms and awakens his old memories day by day, allowing him to break free from those not so good past, pay attention to the present, and immerse himself in it.

The girls urged in the back, and the boys in front of the queue were much more profitable, and no one complained about the price.

Wang Fei: "Damn, the old horse's conditions are good, smoke Yuxi?" ”

Ma Liang also bought a lot of things, and there were cigarettes, whether it was the old time and space or the new time and space, he was a senior old smoker, "No way, I have a mine at home." ”

03 years of Internet language has not yet flourished and become popular, this self-ridiculatory stalk has no effect, others really think that his family is a local tyrant who opens mines, and the eyes of several people have changed slightly.

In fact, it's just a matter of habit, and you regret it when you buy it.

Wang Fei: "It turned out to be a rich second generation, so what are you waiting for, brothers?" ”

The others coaxed, Ma Liang hurriedly dodged and said: "You can smoke cigarettes together, you can't use anything else, back off, back off!" ”

Zhu Ming said: "It's a pity that there are no restaurants around, otherwise I would have been able to eat a lot today!" ”

Wang Fei: "What's this, the military training will be two weeks, and when I go back to school, I will let the old horse treat you." ”

Ma Liang rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said, "Why, should you or owe you?" ”

"Alas, it's not enough for you to say that, old horse, forget that I fetched you a basin of water yesterday?"

"yes, yes, I'll help you wring the water bottle."

"I'm still ...... I'll also wash your socks for you! ”

Ma Liang laughed when he heard this, glared at this nonsense guy, and said, "You say it again, who did you help wash the socks?" ”

This guy wears thick myopic glasses, called Liu Bing or Zhang Bing, and Ma Liang doesn't remember it.

"Oh, isn't it yours? No, I washed several pairs of socks today. ”

"You washed Bai Xiaoshu, his sick number, the instructor ordered, damn, open your eyes and talk nonsense!" Ma Liang raised his hand and was about to pull it over, but the man with glasses hurriedly dodged.

Several people opened the cigarette that Ma Liang bought, opened two packs, and smoked it themselves, and the people around them, those who didn't know each other, all scattered around.

"Thanks, buddy!"

"Wow, good smoke!"

"How many classes are in your department?"

"Arts and Crafts Department, Class 2, what about you?"

"Arts and crafts are good, there are many beauties, we are miserable, computer, that's a miserable."

The movement here successfully attracted the attention of the girls, and several girls bit their ears together, and they didn't know what to say, but a crisp laugh came.

A few animals were even more energetic when they saw it, and they didn't mean to go at all, so they lit a cigarette and squatted under a big tree, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and they were all very serious.

"What are you doing!!"

The sudden voice made everyone stunned.

Ma Liang reacted the fastest, grabbed the plastic bag, got up and ran.

Only then did the others wake up and make a noise to disperse.

Sneaking back to the dormitory, I just bumped into the instructor checking housekeeping, and there was a row of people standing at the door of the dormitory, with a piece of what I had just bought in front of me.

Ma Liang hid his things under the sink and stood over as if nothing had happened.

The afternoon training really increased!

It's going to be miserable.

At night, I was wailing all over the field, lying on the bed, feeling that my legs and feet were not my own, my whole body was sore, my clothes were wet and dry, and I could see salt stains when I took it off.

The instructor pulled it up one by one and rushed to wash it, and Ma Liang's feet were blistered, which he also picked with a needle.

…………

The lights went out, and Ma Liang lay on the bed, realizing that today was the fifth day of the time travel.

The Panelist is dying, and it's time to drain his surplus value.