Chapter 11 The Deadly Hidden Poem
Life is not for compromise, and the more you retreat, the less breathing space you will have.
The more humble you behave, the farther away some happy things will be from you.
There are some things that you don't need to put yourself too low, and you have to actively strive for them if they belong to you.
"For you!"
It only takes a second to say it, but it has gathered the courage of more than 20 years of soldiers. Unable to return to his former peace, the soldier felt that he had fallen into some kind of whirlpool in a daze, and there was no way out.
On the battlefield, the soldiers have no way to retreat, so they fight bravely to kill the enemy; In the love field, there is no way out, then love it, love it, it's not a sin.
"This one isn't for me." Mei's eyes blinked, and Xiao Yu put the bullet casing back into Bing's palm.
Bing stood alone on the balcony, thinking about the inappropriateness in Xiao Yu's mouth, recalling that Xiao Yu turned around and left, repeating it over and over again, and flicking back and forth with his two fingers with the bullet casing that the instructor had stolen without paying attention.
What do you mean by being inappropriate and being rejected like that?
"Bing, are you alright?" The sun was shining, and Shaya wanted to pull the soldier back to the bedroom. Since returning from target shooting yesterday, the soldiers have behaved strangely and have lost much vitality than before.
"Damn, bullet casings!" Zhou Botong screamed a little exaggeratedly: "Brother Bing, you can't swallow a gun and commit suicide, you are still a virgin, and it is too much of a loss to die now." β
"Shut up, don't talk to no one when you're dumb! Shuai Bing, do you have something on your mind? Something was wrong with you when you came back from shooting yesterday. Don't forget that we are the Xizhilang team, if you have something to say, Zhou Botong and I may be able to help. β
"Kinoro." Bing smiled and nodded: "Yes, there is no hurdle that Xizhilang can't pass, I'm fine." Prepare well for tonight's farewell dinner, and I'll go for a walk. β
Bing silently walked out of the bedroom, Zhou Botong inadvertently pulled out the headphones, and Yang Pei'an's singing voice floated out.
"There are many difficulties to overcome in life, and since ancient times, it has been the most uncomfortable ...... love"
The military training finally came to an end, and according to the custom, each academy needed to hold an evening party to bid farewell to the instructors.
"Come, raise a glass to our lovely instructor!"
The moonlight dissolves, the flowers bloom fragrantly, and the campus is like a sleeping beauty, quiet and beautiful. The lawn was full of students, and the instructor was undoubtedly the protagonist of the farewell dinner. Bing's academy is in a circle, with a large cake in the middle and 28 candles on it, today is Instructor Cai's 28th birthday.
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Singing the birthday song, Instructor Cai blew out the candles, and the dinner officially began. The soldiers drank the most happily, bottle after bottle, but no one knows, is the soldier really happy or fake?
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Xiao Yu took the initiative to find the soldier, and it was not until he called for the second time that the soldier turned his face. Maybe a little too much drinking, and the soldier's face flushed. In the second life of a lifetime, everyone laughed together, and Instructor Cai also let go of the strictness of military training, led everyone to coax, and sang the team song "Looking for Trouble".
"Looking for trouble...... looking for trouble, looking for trouble ......"
"Everyone asked me to trouble you, you won't run away like last time, right?"
"Joke, when did I run away, last time it was because of a stomachache and I was in a hurry to go to the toilet." Drinking the whole can of beer in one go, the blush on the soldier's face became thicker, the wine was strong and intimidating, burn, small universe: "Trouble is easy to find, please!" β
"Good. The rules are simple, I count to three, you make a limerick, lose, do a hundred push-ups. "Girls are sometimes so cute, either they are pitiful and no one loves them, or they are so cute that they are reluctant to leave.
"And what if I win?" The wine was still open, and the soldiers looked at Xiao Yu with fiery eyes.
"Kiss one, kiss one......" Instructor Cai hurriedly waved his hand and pulled the boy for the benefit of the soldiers: "Twist and pinch is not presentable, Xiao Meinu kisses a ......"
"Okay." Xiao Yu was also generous: "As long as you make a limerick after three counts, let you kiss one." β
"Deal!" The soldier narrowed the distance between him and Xiao Yu, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue, ready to feast on his mouth.
"Start, three. Haha, you lose, a hundred push-ups, please. Xiao Yu counted directly to three, and his big eyes showed cute cunning.
"It's okay." Bing laughed heartily: "Who told you I lost? Listen up. β
"I smile at the sky with a horizontal knife, I love flowers, love the moon and love sleep, and I look like a light bulb in the class!"
As soon as the poem "Kiss one, kiss one......" came out, everyone burst into laughter, and the sound of coaxing rang out.
"This ...... It doesn't count. Xiao Yu's cheeks were flushed: "How can there be such a bad limerick." β
"I don't agree with the beauty." Shaya leisurely continued: "This is not only a limerick poem, but also a well-intentioned hidden poem!" β
"This kid." Instructor Cai was the first to laugh.
"Hidden head poem?"
The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and after a while, everyone opened their mouths to look at Bing and Xiao Yu with their mouths wide open.
Oh my God, I'm going to die......
Tibetan head poem, the first word of the four lines of the poem is connected together, and it is ......
I-Love-Class-Leader!