red art soldier

Chapter 152 I met a thorn

After Niu Zhuangzhuang finished the push-ups with great difficulty, his face was flushed with suffocation. The surrounding students saw that even a few students who were late had finished the push-ups ahead of time, while he was still doing them with difficulty.

Now that he finished his push-ups, he lay on the ground and didn't want to get up. The scene at this moment caused the surrounding students to burst into laughter.

"Don't laugh, student Niu Zhuangzhuang, how do you feel now?"

"Let me rest for a while, don't worry, I, Niu Zhuangzhuang, is the reincarnation of the Bull Demon King, and my strength has increased, but now my divine power is exhausted, so I need to rest for a while."

After Niu Zhuangzhuang finished speaking, he turned his head to the side where the students lined up, and a satisfied smile appeared on his flushed face.

Ye Chen followed Niu Zhuangzhuang's eyes and saw the long legs of a new classmate in the dance department. He immediately knew why Niu Zhuangzhuang smiled so sweetly.

"When you've seen enough, return to the team quickly. If you can't return to the team in ten seconds, add 35 push-ups. You can figure it out!"

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, Niu Zhuangzhuang stared with big eyes, and quickly got up and said, "Report to the instructor, where is the Department of Literature?"

There was also a girl from the Department of Literature just now. After doing the push-ups, she found the Department of Literature and returned to the team. Her feelings were so strong that she never had a heart to remember. She sighed, pointed to the location of the Department of Literature, and turned her head to look at A freshman student has just arrived.

The student who just arrived was not as tall as Sang Hao, but he was still 1.7 meters five. He was not handsome, but there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. He trotted all the way without blushing or panting.

"Report to the instructor, Jin Qiwen from the Art Department is here to report! Please inform the instructor of the queue position of the Art Department, and request to return!"

"Jin Qiwen, art student, future artist, not bad, but before you become an artist, you still need to do a little exercise, that is, [-] push-ups, as punishment for being late today!"

Jin Qiwen looked at Ye Chen, and then said loudly: "Report instructor, you have not arrived at the training ground yet, you have no right to ask me to do this, because it is not training time, you are abusing your power!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, abusing his power, this is a bit serious, he stared at Jin Qiwen and said: "Student Jin Qiwen, at the moment of the broadcast, you should know that the responsibility of being an instructor, if you are in high school You have already participated in military training, so please take back your original experience. Here, there are no students, let alone teachers, and some are only soldiers. The moment you listen to the radio, you have become a soldier. You know the duties of a soldier. What is it?"

Jin Qiwen said neither humble nor overbearing: "This big guy knows that the duty of a soldier is to defend the family and the country, throwing away his head, shedding blood, and giving up his family for everyone. This is the honor of a soldier!"

"wrong!"

Everyone heard that, was Jin Qiwen wrong?

Isn't it the duty of a soldier to defend the home and country, then this is not the duty of a soldier, so what is the duty of a soldier?

"Orders must be followed, and prohibitions must be stopped. The bounden duty of a soldier is to obey orders. Without obeying, there will be no order. If there is no order, how can you protect your home and country? At the moment the announcement sounds, you are already a soldier. This is your honor, if you can't even keep this honor, how can you talk about soldiers, in the future or after you graduate, you will join the army, whether you are a military writer, join an art troupe, or enter the society, etc. Wait, you don’t understand the vocation of a soldier, how to create themes that belong to a soldier, from this moment, please remember that a soldier is doomed the moment the horn is sounded.”

Jin Qiwen looked at Ye Chen, with a trace of dissatisfaction still appearing in his eyes: "Is it doomed? Then let me ask you, how old are you this year? I must be older than you. What qualifications do you have to be my instructor? What is your honor as a soldier?"

Ye Chen was taken aback, he didn't expect this guy to have an opinion on his age, yes, at his age, I'm afraid he has just been admitted to university, and some are even still studying in high school.

"Student Jin Qiwen, please pay attention to your words, Instructor Ye Chen, it's not what you think. As his comrade in arms, I can tell you that his honor comes from life, from the people!"

Yan Qing took a step forward. He was afraid that Ye Chen could not bear it for a while and would argue with Jin Qiwen. In this case, it would be inconvenient to continue working. However, he did not expect that he would encounter such a thorn today. It gave him a headache.

"Hmph, if you are together, of course you will help him to speak. He is so young, he must have joined the army through connections. This time for the freshman training, I am afraid it is also a channel for promotion!"

Jin Qiwen's words were not astonishing, and his words instantly attracted the attention of all the students, even Ye Chen became their topic at the moment.

Ye Chen was taken aback. Speaking of which, he was indeed a related household, but if he admitted it, Commander Xu would be involved in the future, and there would be a big fuss.

Seeing this, Yan Qing just wanted to clear up the matter for Ye Chen, but saw three girls approaching from a distance, each prettier than the other, especially the girl in the middle, wearing a camouflage uniform with short hair on her head, She looks like a female soldier. If it wasn't for the greenness on her face that betrayed her, she might be really hard to recognize.

"Jin Qiwen, don't think that you can show off everywhere because you have bad money. Let me tell you, this instructor Ye Chen is not an ordinary person. Do you know where he came from?"

Everyone was stunned and glanced at each other. Who knew the origin of a strange instructor, they all looked at the short-haired girl.

Ye Chen also looked at the girl at the moment, it didn't look good, and he was shocked for a moment, isn't this girl the grandson of the old man he knew before, Wang Sidi?
Why does this girl come here to go to school?

"I don't know! Let me tell you, he is Ye Chen from the art troupe of the Licheng Military Region of Donglu Province. Ye Chen, do you know who it is?"

Ye Chen from the Licheng Art Troupe, as soon as Wang Sidi mentioned Ye Chen's name, Jin Qiwen next to him frowned. He was a little familiar with this person's reputation, and he seemed to have heard of it somewhere, but he really couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's amazing to be an instructor at such a young age. If you don't go through the back door, no one will believe it. In my opinion, this person is not suitable to be our instructor, and we don't need him to be our instructor. He also punished me. Doing push-ups, is it really easy to bully me?"

Wang Sidi looked at Jin Qiwen and said with a smile: "Okay, Jin Qiwen, it turns out that you deliberately picked on the instructor because of this problem, what exactly is in your belly?"

Jin Qiwen looked at Wang Sidi in front of him and said: "Don't think that you can say anything about me because you have a background in your family. Let me tell you, I, only I have the final say, not even my parents!"

(End of this chapter)