my special forces brother

Chapter 25 Try it!
More than a week of training time has passed, today is Saturday, but there is no rest, tomorrow is the weekend, and there is also no rest.

As a recruit in the recruit company, if you want to spend the weekend and rest, you can only think about it and hope for it.

But the weekend is also what the recruits yearn for, because on this night, they can be a little more free, and the time to turn off the lights is delayed by half an hour.

Squad leader Yang Weijun walked into the dormitory from the outside, holding a dozen papers in his hand. As soon as he came in, he saw the recruits in his class pretending to be studying the rules and regulations.

"Everyone stop!"

Yang Weijun said, and walked to the innermost part of the dormitory.

All the recruits in Class Nine looked at Yang Weijun, waiting for Yang Weijun to announce the next thing.

Yang Weijun put the paper in his hand on the table and said.

"It's been a while since you've been in the army. It stands to reason that you should report your safety to your family."

Listening to what the squad leader Yang Weijun said, Gao Yuan guessed, next, is the squad leader going to announce that he will take them to the service agency to make a call.

Because before, the squad leader of the seventh squad took the recruits of the seventh squad to the service agency to line up and call home to report safety.

I saw Yang Weijun tapping his fingers on the paper he put on the table, and said to the recruits in class 9.

"I brought back the letter paper. You share it and write a safe letter to your family. I will get the envelope for you later."

Gao Yuan also took the letter paper. Although he is not good at writing, he thinks it is necessary to write a letter from home, even if it is just a simple report of safety.

But when Gao Yuan took the letter paper, he suddenly thought that Zheng Jun also came to the army, would he also write a letter to his family? If Zheng Jun wrote it, would he be mentioned in the letter?

"Maybe so!"

Thinking about this, Gao Yuan suddenly felt that he was not good at anything, so he simply stopped writing. Anyway, there was Zheng Jun, a top student in a prestigious university, so it was easy to write something.

Squad leader Yang Weijun saw that Gao Yuan took the letter paper, instead of going back to the bedside to write the letter, he put the roll of letter paper in his pocket instead.

With doubts, Yang Weijun couldn't help asking Gao Yuan.

"Gao Yuan, what's the matter, don't you plan to report your family's safety?"

Gao Yuan quickly stood up and said to Yang Weijun.

"Squad leader, I won't write anymore. I'm not very good at writing. I don't think it's necessary. I'll find a chance to call home later and just say it."

Class monitor Yang Weijun looked directly into Gao Yuan's eyes and said.

"It's just a letter from home. You have been in the army for so long, so you should tell your family that you are safe. If you don't know how to write, it's okay. You can ask other people to explain it to you. If you don't care, you can ask me, and I will teach you!"

Gao Yuan said: "Squad leader, I think it's better to forget it, I don't want to write it."

Yang Weijun thought for a while, then looked at Gao Yuan again, and then said, "Are you unwilling to write, or are you not good at writing?"

Gao Yuan didn't expect the squad leader to guess it, but he replied directly.

"Squad leader, I am neither willing to write nor good at writing."

The squad leader heard Gao Yuan's words and felt that there was a problem, so he walked to Gao Yuan's side and asked.

"Do you have any unpleasant conflicts with your family? Tell me about it!"

Gao Yuan waved his hand and said, "No, my relationship with my family is good, but I just don't want to write."

Gao Yuan was thinking in his heart while saying this.

"Except for Zheng Jun, he is not completely my family!"

Yang Weijun said: "You are actually a soldier. You have to go through a lot of things. Writing family letters is a common thing in the army. You don't want to write. You still have to learn in the future."

Gao Yuan said: "Let's talk about the future, anyway, I don't want to write right now."

Yang Weijun also saw that Gao Yuan was really unwilling to write. As the recruit squad leader, he couldn't force the other party to complete such reluctance in personal affairs like his own soldiers.

"Okay, if you really don't want to write, just don't write it. Find an opportunity later, go to the service agency and call home!"

As Yang Weijun spoke, his eyes could not help turning to the innermost corner of the dormitory, where there were two large blackboards, which were used to write publicity boards in this barracks.

Seeing the blackboard, Yang Weijun suddenly had an idea in his mind. He looked at Gao Yuan again and said.

"Gao Yuan, everyone else has to write letters to their families. If you don't want to write, then I'll arrange a task for you!"

Hearing that there was a mission, Gao Yuan had no intention of resisting in his heart, he said.

"Yes, monitor, what is the mission?"

Yang Weijun pointed to the blackboard in the corner and said.

"Let's make a blackboard newspaper. In our army, we have to do blackboard newspapers every other week or two. For our class blackboard newspaper, you can do it. It happens to be the weekend, so you can make one."

Gao Yuan is a bit stupid. If it is other tasks, he still thinks he is competent, but in his opinion, running a blackboard newspaper is something that cultural people do. Sports students like him are not good at studying, so blackboard newspapers can be run well. !

Gao Yuan immediately thought of the blackboard newspapers he had when he was in school. He clearly remembered that at that time, the blackboard newspapers were organized every week in the class, and those who were in charge of running the blackboard newspapers were either the study committee members or the team leaders of each group. people are responsible.

As for Gao Yuan, let alone running the blackboard newspapers, he didn't even read seriously the blackboard newspapers run by his own class at school.

Gao Yuan felt that the squad leader had given him a task that he could not complete at all, so he said to Yang Weijun in embarrassment.

"Squad leader, I don't know how to do this, I can't do it."

Yang Weijun said: "It's not difficult, what about blackboard newspapers? You should know what they look like when you were in school. The blackboard newspapers in the army are similar to the blackboard newspapers when you were in school. The difference is nothing more than the content."

Gao Yuan said: "Squad leader, I really can't do this. I have never done a blackboard newspaper. I'm afraid I can't do it well!"

Yang Weijun didn't seem to care about these things, he said: "It's okay if you don't do it. Didn't I tell you that you have to go through a lot of things after you arrive in the army. You have to believe in yourself. It doesn't matter if you don't do it well. Maybe you can still mess it up." Where are you going? I still have a bad idea, everything has a beginning, and you have to try it first!"

Gao Yuan said: "Squad leader, I think I can't do it right. I don't want to embarrass our class!"

Yang Weijun said: "There is no shame in that, you can do it boldly, and you are not afraid of breaking it, no matter how bad it is, how bad it can be, remember one thing, you have to try it first, and you can be sure of yourself after trying it. Can it be done well, understand?"

Seeing that the squad leader, Yang Weijun, had made up his mind to let him run a blackboard newspaper, Gao Yuan also heard from the squad leader's words that he couldn't get rid of this task, so he had no choice but to say.

"Squad leader, then I'll mess it up, I'm going to screw it up, don't blame me!"

Yang Weijun waved his hand: "Don't worry about doing it, if it breaks, it will break, and there will be no punishment if it breaks, don't worry!"

Gao Yuan said: "Then I will go!"

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When Gao Yuan came to that corner, he first moved out one of the two blackboards, leaned it against one wall, then faced the blackboard, and began to recall the blackboard newspapers from his previous school days.

But no matter what Gao Yuan thought, he didn't have any concept of blackboard newspapers in his mind. He felt that besides the text content, there seemed to be illustrations in the blackboard newspapers. Apart from these, he didn't remember the layout at all.

No, it can't be said that he doesn't remember, it's that he doesn't remember at all.

"What should I do?"

Facing the blackboard, Gao Yuan's brain stopped functioning like a ball of paste.

Although Gao Yuan thought that he could not complete the arduous task assigned to him by the squad leader, but the squad leader said so, he still wanted to do a good job in this blackboard report.

Gao Gao, who didn't know how to start, turned his head and saw the monitor, picked up a magazine, and read it.

Seeing the magazine in the monitor's hand, Gao Yuan suddenly had an idea.

"By the way, I can learn from the contents of fashion magazines!"

Gao Yuan suddenly thought about running away. He thought of the magazines he had read before. Although the magazines he read most were sports, the content with both illustrations and text introductions made him suddenly interested in this newspaper. A very nice idea.

"By the way, just follow the layout in the magazine and divide the newspaper into several different sections. It doesn't have to be so regular, and the layout doesn't have to be rigid.

Looking at the blackboard newspaper, Gao Yuan already had a rough layout.

He planned to divide the blackboard newspaper into four sections, and set aside a small section for illustrations on each section, and add text in other places.

Soon, he used chalk to simply draw a very light dotted line as a branch map. After finishing it, he took a rough look and thought it was feasible.

The layout is there, but the content is not.

"What should I write in the content?"

Gao Yuan remembered.

In fact, adding content to the newspaper is the most difficult thing for Gao Yuan to do. You must know that he can't write a composition well at ordinary times. As he said before, he is not good at writing.

Gao Gao, who was in a dilemma for a while, looked at the monitor who was flipping through the magazine again. It was the magazine in the monitor's hand that gave him an idea, and he thought about what else he could see.

But after reading it, Gao Yuan found out that he still had no idea. It seemed that reading the monitor and magazines would not bring him any good ideas.

"I'm really not good at writing!"

Plateau sighed.

"What should I write? It must be suitable for the life of the army. Oh, it's really difficult!" Gao Yuan almost scratched his head, he was really stumped by the content to be included in the blackboard newspaper.

"If I knew this, I might as well pretend to write a letter?" Gao Yuan thought in his heart.

"Yes, letter, letter from home!"

Thinking of writing a letter, Gao Yuan suddenly had another idea in his mind. Although it was only a moment, he quickly thought of the main point.

"By the way, the family letter, the family letter to report safety, this can be regarded as something suitable for the army. If you have it, the first page will be written as a report to parents..."

Gao Yuan thought about it, and started to do it. He took a long ruler that the squad leader had used when making quilts with them, pasted the long ruler on the blackboard, and began to draw writing lines in the first division he wanted to write.

(End of this chapter)