Chapter 1198 Maxima, Wild
There is no limit for students to eat, but the premise is that you can eat it. Zhou Zixu was punished and ran for ten kilometers. His physical strength was exhausted, and he would not come back if he didn't eat more.

Zhong Guoqiang's words were obviously insulting, it's no wonder Zhou Zixu's character could bear it.

"You are not a rice bucket, so don't eat it."

His cold gaze was like a wolf staring at a prey that must die, his face was gloomy, and he spoke in a bad tone.

Zhong Guoqiang was wronged, frowned and wanted to reciprocate a few words, but when he saw the instructor's sharp gaze, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Silently picked up two steamed buns, let the little chef serve him a spoonful of braised pork.

"Would you like another spoonful?"

Xiao Zhanyou looked at him with a smile, just eating, and even attacked him personally.

"Need not."

Zhong Guoqiang replied in a muffled voice, and walked towards the table.

There are long tables in the cafeteria, people sit opposite, and ten people can sit on one table.

"All stand up and sing with me."

The instructor's sharp eyes swept across Zhou Zixu and Zhong Guoqiang. These two had the best grades, but they were also the most difficult to train.

It's like a Maxima, wild.

"Unity is strength. Sing."

He picked this song to sing, and kept looking at Zhou Zixu and Zhong Guoqiang with sharp eyes.

"Unity is strength, this strength is heaven, and this strength is"

Zhou Zixu sang very seriously, his voice was magnetic and pleasant, and his voice was high-pitched, overshadowing the voices of other station members.

Zhong Guoqiang sang in a muffled voice at first, but when he saw Zhou Zixu singing passionately and impassionedly, he also raised his voice.

He tried his best to let his voice overwhelm Zhou Zixu, and he didn't want to lose to Zhou Zixu on this point.

"Look at you, what do you look like? Do you understand unity? Zhong Guoqiang and Zhou Zixu will run ten kilometers in the afternoon with weight."

At the end of the singing, the instructor pointed at Zhou Zixu and Zhong Guoqiang and scolded them angrily, "Singing a song and fighting for the top?"

"Yes."

Zhong Guoqiang agreed very happily, he was not afraid of the ten kilometers, and he glanced at Zhou Zixu from the corner of his eyes, he was fined ten kilometers in the morning, and he came back in the afternoon, can he still climb to the upper bunk at night?
"Reporting to the instructor, I am a high-pitched voice myself, and I am not competing with him."

Zhou Zixu saluted the teaching team and reported loudly.

He disobeyed orders to leave class, punished, willingly.

But he was not willing to be punished for this matter.

"Isn't it? Don't think I didn't see you two arguing just now."

The teaching team looked at Zhou Zixu with a sneer, this kid is a thorn.

"Instructor, he attacked me personally. I just refuted it. There's nothing wrong with it. As a comrade, you should unite instead of ridiculing and insulting me. Similarly, as a man of iron and blood, if someone points at your nose and doesn't dare to retaliate, that's better. Ladies of the family."

Zhou Zixu argued hard, he didn't think he was at fault, and he resolutely refused to accept punishment.

"Is that the case?"

The instructor frowned and looked at Zhou Zixu. If he said that, if he insisted on punishing him, it wouldn't make sense, but it seemed like he was deliberately targeting him.

"The little station friend who cooks for dinner heard it, you can go and ask."

Zhou Zixu pointed to the kid who was packing up. Is he a person who suffers for nothing?Obviously not.

"Xiao Jia, is he right?"

The instructor raised his voice and asked the busy fellows in the window.

"Yes, he scolded him first."

The little station friend lay innocently on the wall, and he couldn't lie, so he had to tell the truth.

"It's too much, how can comrades use such insulting language."

The trainer came over and looked at Zhong Guoqiang seriously. It is a good thing to be competitive. As an iron-blooded man, he is not a good teammate if he gets by every day.

But small belly chicken intestines are not good, this is a moral issue.

Zhong Guoqiang blushed, looked at Zhou Zixu angrily, gritted his teeth, and was very unfriendly.

(End of this chapter)

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