red art soldier

Chapter 142 Yanqing Platoon Leader

After Ye Chen returned to the military area, it was already around six or seven o'clock in the evening, and the night had already darkened.

After the registration, Ye Chen hurried back to the dormitory and simply packed his luggage, rubbed his protesting stomach, and went to the cooking class to find something to eat.

At this moment, the cooking class has been completed, and Fatty Hong and his brothers are working hard.

"Brothers, I, Ye Chen, are back!"

Fatty Hong raised his head to look at Ye Chen and said, "You've been at home for so long, you just came back?"

Ye Chen nodded and said: "Squad leader, you are amazing. I really just came back. I don't miss you anymore. I will come to you as soon as I finish the report. I have deep feelings for you!"

Fatty Hong rolled his eyes at Ye Chen and said, "Xiao Mao, I'll leave it to you. I'll make you Brother Ye some delicious food. I'll reward you, Brother Ye, who has always been thinking about us."

Ye Chen chuckled, and put his hands on Hong Dapang's shoulders.

Fatty Hong knocked off Ye Chen's hand and said, "Come, come, sit here, and tell me what to do when you come to PLA Academy of Art in the future?"

When Ye Chen heard about this, his head hurt and he said: "This thing is really a headache. Although I have experienced this military training, I have never experienced military training for others!"

Shuai Hu brought Ye Chen a steamed bun from the side, and Xiao Jiang brought a plate of pickles first, and placed it in front of Ye Chen.

Shuai Hu looked at Ye Chen and said: "I heard that there are many beauties in the Art Academy of the People's Liberation Army. You will definitely not regret it if you go there. That place is simply our paradise!"

Xiao Jiang said to Ye Chen from the side: "I heard that there is a chef in another military region, but he should have special skills. After three years of cooking as a soldier, he was reported by the army to the People's Liberation Army art students for further study. After I came out, I was a battalion commander. Hey, sometimes, I can and want to go, but unfortunately I don’t have the qualifications!”

Lao Gao came over, stood aside and said: "Really, go there and perform well. I also heard that you still have a job as an art director. It must be a good job. It happens to be when you act in your true colors. At that time, this task will be completed, maybe you will also get the opportunity to go to school for further study after three years, right?"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I only have that ability, how could I get the opportunity to go to the academy for further study."

The aroma soon permeated the operation room, and a plate of twice-cooked pork fried by Xiaomao was quickly out of the pot, and brought to Ye Chen. Ye Chen looked at the twice-cooked pork in front of him, gave Xiaomao a thumbs up and said: "Mao Brother, you are good at cooking! That’s right, it’s much better than feeding pigs, I’m afraid that with the joint efforts of the big guys, you will have to be a chef in the future.”

Xiao Mao laughed loudly and said, "Of course, but it's going to be tough, our squad leader hasn't retired yet."

When Fatty Hong heard this, his temper turned up, and he said to Xiao Mao: "Are you going to rebel, you brat, you're getting fatter."

Xiao Mao smiled and said to Ye Chen: "Xiaochen, eat well here, I will feed the pigs, feed the pigs, it seems that my pigs have not been fed yet, I have to go and feed them quickly."

After saying that, Xiao Mao left the operating room, and walked away in despair under the eyes of Big Fatty Hong.

Fatty Hong said from the side: "Xiaochen, I have already greeted Yan Qing over there, and he will take care of you when the time comes. Military training is those things, let him tell you well, he has experience."

Ye Chen nodded and said: "Then thank the squad leader first, Xiaomao is good at craftsmanship!"

Fatty Hong smiled and said: "When there is a newcomer, let him cook full-time. Alright, hurry up and eat! Our brothers are still busy!"

Ye Chen returned to the dormitory after chatting with Dapang Hong and the others after eating. Not long after returning to the dormitory, Qi Lianshan and the others came back one by one.

"I've been really busy these days. I'm done with the Mid-Autumn Festival party, and now I'm going to be busy with the National Day party for the [-]th National Day. After the task is due, let's see where to perform! Let's go home and have a look, the Mid-Autumn Festival is over gone."

As soon as Qi Lianshan entered the room, he said to Tian Zhongxian who came in at the same time, and Ye Chen heard in his ear: "I have a mission on Eleventh, do you know where to go?"

Tian Zhongxian followed Qi Lianshan's words and said: "This has not been decided yet, we are rehearsing first, because you have a mission to go to the PLA Academy of Art? So you don't have to participate in this performance, do it this time, and come back There should be rewards.”

"Reward, don't make trouble for me, it's good, why are you here as an instructor?"

This voice is very strange, Ye Chen has never heard it before, maybe he has heard it before, but he doesn't remember it.

"Comrade, who are you?"

Zhang Ming looked back and saw a man about 1.8 meters tall came in from the door and asked.

"My name is Yan Qing, the platoon leader of the guard company. I am one of the instructors who went to the People's Liberation Army Art Academy to conduct military training for students. The other is Ye Chen who was specially named by the above. But speaking of literature and art, you are proficient, but you are proficient in training. What kind of training are you proficient in? To train freshmen, is it possible for you to do it? What's more, he is only 1.6 meters tall, and he may not even be 1.6 meters tall if he takes off his shoes!"

"Who are you? It's full of dung here at night. What's the matter? Art soldiers can't go to training? Art soldiers can't be soldiers if they are short? Art soldiers can't be freshman instructors. Let me tell you, we art soldiers Physical fitness is not necessarily worse than you, although we have less training, we are still very strong!"

Qi Lianshan's body is the strongest among all the people in the drama club, and he insists on exercising every morning, so his physique has always been maintained.

"It's just you, how about we have a competition tomorrow and reload five kilometers off-road?"

The words of romance immediately made Qi Lianshan stunned.

Five kilometers, and reloading, if this is compared with romance, I am not useless or disabled, not to mention that although Yanqing is a guard company, he has not been trained for a day.

"Dare you compare!"

Yan Qing looked at Qilian Mountain, full of provocation.

Qi Lianshan saw it in his eyes, but if he agreed, then he would definitely have a competition tomorrow. He knew his own strength in his heart, and if he really wanted to compare with this guy, he really couldn't compare.

"I come!"

Ye Chen stood up from the bed, looked at Yan Qing and said, "Platoon Leader Yan, you can mention the competitions as you like."

When Qi Lianshan heard Ye Chen's words, he was frightened immediately. Compared with a veteran, Wu Luan's physical ability or skill is not something Ye Chen can match.

Yan Qing snorted coldly and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)