If it was arguing that others had been dissatisfied with force before, then this time the slap was completely admired by the whole class and brought them closer together.

When I first came here, both Xiaozhuang and Xiwa were characters in the book. For him, he was a one-sided character, or even a character who didn't know the plot, and of course he had no feelings.

But these days, everyone has been struggling together, punished together, and faced old cannon's difficulties together, making him understand that Xiaozhuang, Xiwa and his comrades in the same class are all living people.

When Yu Zhengfeng's heart gradually changed, he didn't know that Lao Pao was standing in front of a black-faced company commander, accepting his ridicule, with a look of amusement and crying.

"What, our old cannon, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is also in the hands of the new recruit?" After saying that, he laughed loudly without hesitation.

The old pogrom's already dark face instantly became darker, "I didn't know he actually had this trick."

"But he doesn't look like a novice, he must have touched the gun, do you think he will..."

The company commander naturally knew what he meant and directly waved his hands, "These recruits have been reviewed layer by layer, so there is definitely no problem. You have to believe them."

"And it's not necessarily in the army to touch the gun. Nowadays, those clubs, sports schools and other things are the same, so there's no need to make a fuss."

After saying that, he smiled and said, "And this is not the right way. I thought it was a good seedling, but I didn't expect there would be unexpected gains. This time you brought these two soldiers back to me, but you can't bring them back... You don't have to come back."

The old cannon suffocated, "Company Commander, you are a little biased, who is your soldier?"

The company commander smiled and looked at the direction of the recruits, "After entering this gate, they are all my soldiers."

Yu Zhengfeng, who had been divided into a company commander, didn't know at this time, and was doing push-ups in front of two beds in the dormitory.

"I said Yu Zhengfeng, after training for a day, we didn't want to move. Can you still do push-ups?" Although I was used to him being too outstanding, I still couldn't help feeling sad about this comparison.

This push-up was a habit that Yu Zhengfeng had insisted on for several years. He practiced more himself since he found a job in his freshman year.

At that time, the ability was able to keep up, but the physical strength was too poor, and the heart was too strong but the strength was not enough.

It was also later that I kept increasing my physical fitness and recognized my master everywhere, and found the most professional special forces in the Gun Pavilion, using the most scientific training methods. In just one year, I made great progress.

It also turned him from a part-time job in a choreography to a sparring coach, and finally became the only coach there who had no military career.

And these are naturally inseparable from his self-discipline and persistence.

Of course, this habit has been persisted.

He looked up at them and smiled, "You can hold on for a year and be like me."

Not only did this not be recognized, but it got a lot of rolling eyes and slashing sounds. Xiaozhuang even stretched out his head and said, "I'm talking about this picture, you are competing with old cannon every day, and you still have to practice quietly?"

"I just want to slap him in the face." Yu Zhengfeng didn't care at all.

Although it was not his intentional provocation at the beginning, the fighting spirit and courage these days really made him find a lot of fun.

It’s hard to say that old cannon hate it, but no one will feel comfortable being beaten by such a person every day.

Xiaozhuang was really funny and angry when he heard his words, "We are trying our best to keep up with your pace, but you two are so crazy when they play there, they are so crazy!"

As he said that, the lights went out, Yu Zhengfeng stood up and patted the gray on his hand, "Stop talking so much nonsense, go to bed, and you still have to train tomorrow!"

"Hey, when is this the beginning?" A scream came, and the dormitory was instantly pitch black.

After a day of fatigue, everyone's sleep will not be bad. After a while, snoring sounds came from the dormitory.

"Didi--" But when everyone had just fallen asleep, the whistle of an emergency gathering suddenly rang.

The originally quiet dormitory suddenly became a mess.

"He's a man, he's tired for a day, and he's gathered urgently in the middle of the night. Is this going to make people live?"

"Stop talking nonsense, get dressed quickly!"

"Where are my pants? Who of you saw my pants?"

In this chaotic situation, Yu Zhengfeng had quickly put on his training uniform, put on his backpack and ran out.

"Yu Zhengfeng, are you too unfavorable?" Xiaozhuang saw him at first glance.

Yu Zhengfeng shouted without looking back, "Your pants are hanging on the head of Xiwa's bed!"

As he said that, the person had already run out of the dormitory. It was not a matter of helping each other. Can he help them dress?

When I accelerated a few steps and rushed outside, I realized that it was not just an emergency gathering in their class, but the entire recruit company was urged to scream.

However, there were not many people on the training ground at this time, and few people could run out so quickly. Even if they ran out, they would be in disheveled clothes or they would have a mess of backpacks.

After this comparison, Yu Zhengfeng was not anxious. He slowed down a few steps to stand at their seats, sorted out his military cap and uniforms, and stood at attention.

The old cannon, who had been waiting there, glanced at him, without any good expression, but said nothing.

Then others came out one after another, but they all had all kinds of images. They wore the wrong clothes and the wrong shoes. They were really diverse.

Seeing Xiwa's backpack half-shrinking and holding her pants, Yu Zhengfeng finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing at? Did you let me talk in the queue?" Lao Pao roared.

Yu Zhengfeng hurriedly put away his smile and stood up seriously.

Lao Pao ignored him anymore, but when he looked at Xiwa, his face looked even more ugly.

As each squad stood in line and ordered a few orders, more than 100 people stood neatly, but they were the most like deserters.

Sure enough, when the company commander saw these people, his face didn't look very good.

It was just surprising, that is, there was no scolding or training, just a command, five kilometers off-road.

But this sentence made all the recruits look ugly.

When you are fully dressed, running five kilometers is a problem. Now, it’s good, just like deserters, you can’t run and throw them away?

But the order has been completed, and I can't do it if I don't want to run away. I quickly ran out of the military camp based on the squad.

On the dark road, in addition to the sound of footsteps and heavy breathing, I also heard the sound of things falling from time to time.

In fact, compared with this, their class is pretty good. Even if they wear the wrong clothes, it will not delay running. But only Xiwa keeps holding her pants, which makes everyone laugh when they look at it but don’t dare to laugh.

"Xiwa, what's going on?" Yu Zhengfeng ran out of the military camp and saw that the old cannon was not looking at them.
Chapter completed!