Zhou Zhilan was originally thinking about the words of her elders, but she was a little irritated these two days. When she saw Zhang Xinran keep mentioning Ye Shaocong, she immediately wailed: "Oh, can you stop talking to me about him..."
"What's wrong?" Zhang Xinran leaned over and asked with concern, "Shouldn't you miss me for three months? Why did you so dislike me so much... Last time I saw you two get along well-"
"I don't like him either..." Zhou Zhilan frowned slightly, her face full of sorrow, "I just feel upset, I don't know why.
"Hehe!" Zhang Xinran giggled and guessed, "You're in love with me...ah! Don't hit me, don't hit me!"
"You've just fallen in love!"[
"Hmph, you are obviously, but you don't admit it!" Zhang Xinran hit the nail on the head, "If you have nothing to him now, you won't be worried about the elders' wedding. You are doing the final struggle.
But... the more you fight, the more you can't resist someone's charm - you can't keep that stupid heart..."
Zhou Zhilan smiled speechlessly, with her eyes joking, "Zhang Xinran, what you studied in college is not Chinese, but psychology!"
"Haha!" Zhang Xinran smiled happily, "I guessed it! Tsk tsk, this war has been fought for many years, and someone has finally captured your heart. It's not easy, it's not easy! It's a pity,
That person is still suffering in dire straits, and he still doesn't know that he is deeply missed by others... Haha--"
"Damn Ranran, have you said enough?"
"It was, I was so angry that I was so embarrassed when I was said!"
Zhang Xinran was right. In a wilderness thousands of miles away, a group of exhausted men who had been trained for several days were now clambering and rolling in the rain of bullets.
The instructor threw the grenade that had pulled the lead into the chaotic team with a perverted smile, and asked the rookies to throw it out before the grenade exploded, and to deal with the various emergency questions they raised from time to time, with a little hesitation or answering
Any mistakes may be eliminated immediately.
A group of people cursed, but they were still as quick as monkeys. The high-intensity training made everyone sweat profusely. The combat oil paint on their faces was gone, and they could no longer tell who was who.
When I returned to the camp at night, everyone was so tired that they couldn't climb up the bed, but someone still struggled to "touch" a photo from his pocket and looked at it foolishly.
"Hey, what are you doing now..." Ye Shaocong looked at the photo he took secretly to wash, murmured to himself, put it beside his mouth and kissed it, closed his eyes and slowly put it in his pocket.
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Suddenly, one hand reached out and took away the photo from his hand, muttering curiously, "I'm so tired every day that I'm so tired that I'm so excited to breathe. You've looked at the photo for a long time, but I want to see it.
Who is this person?”
Originally, I really had no strength, but the photo in my hand was taken away. Ye Shaocong was like a lion who was stimulated with potential. He suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up, "Old Mao, please take it for me."
Come!"
"Oh my, take a look, don't want yours!" The man called the old "Mao" had not taken off his combat uniform and had not removed his heavy equipment. He rushed to the photo and ran a few steps, exclaiming, "
Wow, this girl looks pretty good! Just one side is so beautiful!”
As soon as this said, the two people who had already fallen asleep suddenly jumped up again, "Take it up and take a look!" As they spoke, the photo was turned around again.
"Hey, Kaizi, give it back to me!" Ye Shaocong was furious now and rushed over with his eyebrows and eyes. When the man saw that the sign was wrong, he quickly handed the photo to someone else.
"Wow! What a beautiful girl!" someone shouted with wide eyes, which made everyone interested and rush to read.
"Hey, you give it back to me! Did you hear it?" Ye Shaocong saw that the photo was flying around like this, "You pass me to me, I pass you" and was so angry that he didn't care about anything. He kicked it up, the one who took the photo.
The man was kicked in a cold manner, and fell down and knocked over the rack in the basin. There was a loud noise.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Ye Shaocong finally took back the photo, but when he looked closely, he found that a hole had been torn out of the photo - the side of the girl smiling in the sun, and the graceful neck was a little bit.
two……
Everyone looked at Ye Shaocong's expression of eating people when he stared at the photo, and they were stunned. The initiator saw that the photo was very important to Ye Shaocong. He swallowed it hard and went forward to apologize, "Cong, Brother Cong, I'm sorry...
I just wanted to see it, but I didn't want to ruin it for you... Yes————”[
"You fucking sorry, can you post a photo back to me? Can you?!" He stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar. Ye Shaocong roared in anger, his eyes widened as if he was about to spit out fire.
When everyone saw that this situation was wrong, they rushed forward and started fighting, "Ye Shaocong, forget it..."
"Mao Chenglei, please apologize to others!"
"Shaocong, I'm so sorry for this matter--"
"I'm sorry! Is it useful to say a fucking sorry?" Ye Shaocong was a person with a bad temper. When he got angry, he couldn't hold back his ten cows. The more everyone persuaded him, the more angry he became. He looked so stunned that he could not help but want to pull the person.
Swallowed in one bite. Seeing his fist coming down, everyone tried their best to pull him.
Suddenly, a harsh whistle sounded in my ears, followed by the instructor’s roar like thunder: “Is the training not hard enough? Damn it still has the leisure to make trouble for me?”
As soon as the instructor appeared, everyone stood up respectfully like a mouse seeing a cat. Ye Shaocong was so angry that he was panting like a cow, staring at the ground and clenching his fists.
The instructor raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and then looked at the rookies coldly, "Hmph, I know I'm too soft-hearted, I'll let you back and rest at just ten o'clock. Everyone has it! Ten seconds later, gather outside the tent, five
The kilometer-loaded cross-country is about to finish running, and when will you come back to sleep!" As he said that, he turned around and went out, leaving a sentence, "Damn it, I feel so idle, I don't want to sleep, so let you continue practicing!"
[End this day, the power outage was in the afternoon. Sorry. Please ask for a gold medal.]