I asked you to repeat your senior year of high school, but did you miss out on joining the military

Chapter 20 Experience of a veteran who feels like a fish in water
The sudden roar startled Yang Fan, who was standing at the door with a urea bag on his shoulders. He was stunned, but Wang Heng pushed him away and stepped into the dormitory.

He looked at Gao Mingming's trimmed hairstyle, and then at Chen Jun who skillfully laid out the mat and sheets and stood at attention at the head of the bed.

He said coldly: "I hope you have a good enough memory here. I don't want to repeat what I said a second time."

"There are four people coming to our dormitory. I don't care what happens in the dormitory for the time being, but when you leave the dormitory door, you must walk in a queue of two people or three people. Have you experienced military training in high school?"

"You should all know what two people stand in a row, three people stand in a row, and what walking in unison means. If you don't understand, you can come to me later and I will explain it to you alone."

"Except for the military uniforms, bedding, and toiletries received at the school today, all other items must be handed in and will be kept by the college during the new training period."

"You said your name is Yang Fan?" After Wang Heng announced the rules again, he turned his attention to the new students.

"Ah, yes, my name is Yang Fan, Yang of the Yang family, the sail of the Yang family. I am from Sichuan Province. I am new here. Please take care of me."

Yang Fan responded intelligently, not to mention that Wang Heng quite liked him.

After hearing the introduction, he smiled and reached out to remove the urea bag from his shoulder. He raised his finger and pointed to Chen Jun's upper bunk and said, "That's where your bed is."

"I'd like to remind you that from now on you have to call me monitor. Not only me, but also all the senior students you meet must call monitor."

"Okay, I know you don't understand a lot when you first come here, so as the squad leader, I will teach you."

Wang Heng brought the urea bag to Chen Jun with a "sincere" smile and threw it on the ground.

He then pulled Yang Fan, who was still confused, to sit on the bench where Gao Mingming was sitting just now. As if by magic, he took out a clipper from his pocket.

"You will be a college student from now on, and you will still be a student of our Lu Academy. Your hairstyle is not standard. I will help you fix it."

"Squad leader, I..." Yang Fan realized something was wrong and was about to defend him, but Wang Heng gave him a chance. He held the clipper in his right hand, pressed his shoulder with his left hand and pressed him down on the chair.

Chen Jun next to him watched calmly and said nothing, because he understood this approach. If he was the squad leader, his methods would be tougher than this. The military academy is a school after all, and it would have been much gentler.

Gao Mingming and Shen Congjun looked at each other angrily, as they had just been plowed through like this.

What about Wang Heng's barbering skills? You can question his beauty, but you can never question his speed.

With just such skill, Yang Fan's hair style has changed from the fashionable and fine shape just now to a patchy one with varying lengths.

"Pfft!" Wang Heng blew off the broken hair on the clippers, admired his masterpiece with satisfaction, and said, "Not bad, this is much more pleasing to the eye."

"Okay, you guys clean up the floor and go eat when it's time to eat. I have to pick up the new students, so be honest."

After even asking and threatening, Wang Heng stood up and left the dormitory. "Good guy, let's get a haircut." He walked out of the dormitory much more briskly.

Only Yang Fan looked like he was about to cry. He ran into the urea bag and took out a mirror. When he looked at his face, his eyes turned red.

"Damn it, isn't this bullying? You just sent me here and told my mother that she would take care of me and that I would have food and drink here. But then you turned around and pressed my head and gave me such a hairstyle?"

Chen Jun looked at him and wanted to laugh, but felt it was not appropriate, so he simply continued to make the bed and clean up the housework.

At the same time, I was also thinking about folding the quilt. It was difficult to fold a new quilt because the cotton inside was fluffy. It took only a week or two to polish it by hand, which was impossible.

But it’s not without shortcuts. When it’s 30 to 40 degrees Celsius outside, if you soak your quilt with water, place it on the ground to drain the water on a hard board, and let it sit outside in the sun until evening, you’ll basically be fine.

The opportunity is today. Since the squad leader is picking up new people, he probably won't notice it. If there are more people coming tomorrow, it may be difficult to deal with it. It's true that Chen Jun is a veteran, but veterans all have a common problem, which is "laziness", not in training, but in daily work.

But I don’t like simple things to be complicated. If I can solve them in half a day, why do I have to rub them with my hands for half a month?

While Chen Jun was thinking about it, Yang Fan, who was crying and unable to calm down for a long time, finally figured it out.

He stood up and walked to Chen Jun, and said in a voice almost like a mosquito buzzing: "Brother from the lower bunk, I just came in and saw that you were also holding a clipper. Are you skilled at it?"

"Let's talk about it. Can you win five dollars? You can help me repair it."

"No problem, but I don't charge money. We will all be comrades in arms from now on. Talking about money is too foreign." Chen Jun took out the clipper with a smile. He was not afraid of the squad leader looking for trouble.

Going into the dormitory to get a haircut is a sign of authority. Even if he doesn't help with the haircut, Wang Heng will still have to do it for them later.

The essence of establishing authority is to establish the authority of the squad leader, not abuse. If the whole dormitory wears this hairstyle for more than a month, let other classes see it.

It’s not only the freshmen who are embarrassed, but also the monitor.

He knew everything about new training, the class's training results, military uniform regulations, basic queues, in short, every word and deed of the new students all represented whether they would bring shame or embarrassment to the squad.

Wang Heng knew that Chen Jun knew how to get a haircut, so he just pulled Yang Fan to sit in the same position, which was very obvious.

He was responsible for earning prestige, and Chen Jun was responsible for wiping his butt.

But who knows, when Yang Fan heard that he would not accept the money, he immediately shouted, shaking his head like a rattle, and said: "Brother, brother, dear brother, you must accept the money."

"I'll leave my head to you. Please be gentle. Damn it, I will never pay attention to free hair in this life."

With that said, Yang Fan took out the change from his pocket, forced it to Chen Jun, then sat on the stool and stretched his head to let him save him.

Chen Jun couldn't shirk anymore, so he took out the clipper and helped him repair it by pressing three times, five times and two times.

He turned to look at Shen Congjun, the only one left in the dormitory. He didn't know whether it was because Yang Fan gave him money, he was embarrassed to come, or he had other worries.

He shrank in his chair, shook his head, and rejected Chen Jun's kindness.

Chen Jun didn't say much about this. He had already seen that this new classmate might have a big problem.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be difficult for the other party to survive in the military academy. However, everyone has their own secrets. If they are not familiar with each other when they first meet, he will not take the initiative to ask.

Yang Fan and Gao Mingming swept the floor quickly and gathered up the broken hair and debris. Chen Jun left the dormitory and ran to the water room, taking a mop and starting to clean the floor of the water room.

He didn't just think about wetting the quilt, draining the water and drying it in the sun. He had already looked at it when he came in. The bed boards of the bunk bed and the bottom bunk bed could be removed.

As long as he puts the quilt on the ground and pours a few basins of water on it, presses it hard with the bed board, and squeezes out the water, the high temperature outside for half a day will be enough to dry it, and he can make tofu cubes tonight.

They are all veterans, how could they not have some survival skills?

If you have a method, use it, otherwise what would be the use of the experience of rebirth?

(End of this chapter)