Iron Soldier

In this accident, Xu Qing only saved Jiang Shangwu's number to his mobile phone, because he thought this team could do great things!

I drove to Jingcheng University. Seven in the morning. It's still early.

In the parking lot, Xu Qing didn't get out of the car, put the co driver's seat flat, lay down, do something he often does and analyze.

Before he came to the capital, he had the impression that Hua Xia was singing and dancing everywhere. Even if there were lawbreakers, they were fighting and fighting to protect Xu Bingqing. He felt that even if there were nails, they were nothing more than the killer alliance and the mercenary alliance. Chen Mancai changed his mind. It's really OK. If we change to someone else today and specify that we should stop cooking, maybe even Jiang Shangwu's serious crime team will be hurt.

A small police officer of level 7 dares to do this. He does not have so much ability. There must be power behind him. This power can not be a higher official. Because it is impossible to raise tigers in the goldfish terrace at the foot of the Imperial City, so the power may be an organization.

Will the money laundering place and the place where the thugs are raised be in Laosan? I don't know.

Next, if Chen manchai doesn't dare to do it himself, the third man's picking garden is his gang. If he dares, it's a terrible backstage.

Xu Qing turned on the fan, lit a cigarette and sneered. When I used to perform undercover tasks, I saw a smiling tiger who was used to eating people without spitting bones, a white eyed wolf in sheep's clothing. I never lost. Can I let this old bastard play?

After tossing about all night, Xu Qing slowly fell asleep. His strong sense of responsibility made him wake up at 8:40. He opened the car door and walked towards the principal's office with his wallet.

This university, which has experienced many vicissitudes, is full of historical dignity and profound cultural accumulation. The building does not look like a school, but a museum. There is a stone tablet in front of the main building, which reads: "heaven is healthy, and the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement; the terrain is Kun, and the gentleman carries things with virtue." I don't know why, Xu Qing felt very down-to-earth.

Under the guidance of a student, Xu Qing found the headmaster's office. There was a pair of words hanging at the door of the headmaster's office. Xu Qing looked at it for a moment and said to himself, "if you imitate Su Shi's handwriting, you will have muscles and bones. Good characters are just a little out of place mentality. Some elegant things in China depend on some mood."

"What is your state of mind now? What can I write? "

Xu Qing looked back at an old man who was talking to him and said with a smile, "what can I write? To tell you the truth, now some people can't write those ancient poems any more, and they all write them in a stupid way. The so-called modern poetry is a big joke with the ancients, and we can only read it. "

The old man tasted it, shook his head and said with a smile, "how dare you say that

Xu Qing began to observe the old man who suddenly came to him. He didn't look very old last year, but his hair was gray. He was wearing a casual shirt and trousers, and his glasses were as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle. Xu Qing asked tentatively, "Yu Lao?"

"Hehe, it's me. Let's talk in the office."

Xu Qing followed the president of the university into the office, which is also antique. Some of the paintings and sculptures are not made by famous artists. What is a master? There's a great master who can make a lot of hype. That's a famous master. The unknown people don't necessarily write well. For example, the calligraphy hanging here is not only the imitation of the sage of calligraphy and the sage of grass, but also the regular script, the official script and the cursive script.

"The comrades of the education department gave me a dead order to let you come to a big class and be a counselor of a class You know, we are not allowed to go through the back door here. We can only stay if we have real talent and learning. I keep asking some of my friends, they all laugh but don't speak. You are not small! There is no empty scholar under the fame, but you are too young, and you are about the same as a freshman. "

Xu Qing sat down, picked up a Langhao pen on his old desk, played back and forth, and said, "I didn't want to come. I can always find a shelter, but I have to come. You are forced to accept it, and I have to come here! As for the professional level, I dare say that the teacher who can successfully transfer the knowledge from textbooks to students is a good teacher, which I am good at. "

"But the teachers in our school are all talented and practical."

"What else are you talking about? Hero bear, pull it out, don't you have an exam? "

Mr. Yu shook his head and said, "no, last night, someone sent your teaching qualification certificate. Besides, the comrades from the education department called me and asked me to accept you. What else can I do?"

From the beginning to the end, Mr. Yu was very polite, but he couldn't hide his unwillingness. He couldn't be seen as a role model for others and teachers. However, the superior asked that he could only take a class for him. If he had a big class, let him be the assistant of the Professor first.

Mr. Yu gave him his teaching qualification certificate and a bank card for his salary, saying: "what you need to do now is to go to the logistics department first to get your bed quilt. No. 703, unit 7, No. 3 teachers' dormitory building is your dormitory; second, go to the academic affairs office to get your meal card. At three o'clock in the afternoon, go to your class, light the number of students, check their enrollment, health and other conditions. At four o'clock, the army will come and take the freshmen to receive military training. There are 297 students in the Department of Chinese language and literature, and there are ten classes. Your class has 30 students. They will give them to you before the opening ceremony. In addition, if you have time, go to the bank to verify your salary card. ""Going to the army?" Xu Qing's mood was calm. He accepted whatever Yu Lao questioned, because it was right. However, when I heard that the military training here was not for the instructors, but for the troops, I felt very depressed. At the beginning, the chief asked himself to come out, and the commander promised to let people go. His heart was filled with joy and bitterness, and he was very contradictory. In fact, he did not want to leave the army, but he did not want to see the army, because the feeling of touching the scene was very bad, especially for him, it was terrible. Now, his nose has begun to sour, he got up and walked out of the office.

After Xu Qing left, Yu Lao touched his head and muttered to himself, "what's wrong with me?" Originally, he wanted to say something worse to stimulate the boy to leave. However, when the boy sat down there, he seemed to have a great energy, which made him dare not say more words. When he said some necessary words, he also pinched his sweat.

Ordinary people's life is very ordinary, can have a little accident, is the big fate. Xu Qing is an accident, and the people who have relations with him are great fate.

After going through the formalities very smoothly, I took a bath in my bedroom, changed my clothes, went to the canteen to eat, strolled to the third College of Chinese language and Literature Department, and found the lakeside where Xu Bingqing often read books. I sat and waited.

He has been thinking about how his father named himself. Now he knows that Xu Hu treats himself as his own son.

By the lake, the breeze came slowly, with a light and elegant fragrance, and then came the laughter like Ming peihuan.

At 2:50 p.m., on the edge of jingdaming lake, Xu Qing saw Xu Bingqing, who was only one word short of his name. He was so close that Xu Qing couldn't move his eyes. Her eyes are very bright, and Xu Hu is so like the outline of his face, facial features should follow his mother, it is carefully embellished. But judging from her temperament, this girl should not be easy to provoke.

Only this one eye, Xu Bingqing in Xu Qing's heart has a considerable position, want to see two more eyes, want to go forward to say: "meet for the first time!" I have to go to the classroom at three o'clock. Xu Qing dare not stay more.

Just after leaving, two of Xu Bingqing's classmates pushed her, especially boasting: "Xiaobing, just now a handsome guy was looking at you, his eyes were straight, very handsome, and his age was very young. It's time for a new generation of schoolboys to covet their schoolsisters, and the seniors to miss their schoolgirls."

Xu Bingqing, holding a Book of love during the cholera period in her hand, looked up at Xu Qing's back. If she had never looked at it before, she would have looked up because he was really good-looking. But soon she thought of another person's face, laughed and put her eyes on the book again.

Xu Bingqing at the moment did not expect, on this young man, from now on, a lifetime entangled with her.

Xu Qing came to his class and became the life management teacher of this class. Counselors are generally very young, but the average is more than 30 years old, he is the youngest.

All the classes are very quiet. Xu Qing passed through the corridor and through the window saw the class counselors talking on the platform. The students were listening very quietly below. Didn't he say three points? You're late? He went to the door of class two, where he was going to take the students. Obviously, they were still immersed in the excitement of becoming a college student.

Xu Qing hung up a smile, good energetic students. As soon as he was about to enter the classroom, he saw the counselor of the opposite class come out. He was a man in his thirties. He opened the door angrily and yelled, "what's the noise? Nobody cares? Look at you like this, like an excellent student? How did your high school teacher teach you? How do your parents educate you? Is it like that? "

Xu Qing couldn't bear it at all. He opened the door and went in. Looking at the man on the platform, he said coldly, "what are you making noise about? Is this your KTV? "

The man in his thirties looked up and down at Xu Qing and said with great interest, "you student, is this your attitude to talk to the teacher? You're late, you know? How did you come to Beijing University? "

"The class meeting will be held at three o'clock. Now it's fifty-eight. It's two minutes to go. Don't stare and tell lies. I tell you, even if the people in my class make mistakes today, it's not your turn to educate them! Get out of your class Xu Qing's short guard is not inferior to Su Ya's at all. Anyone who has been taken care of seamlessly since he was a child protects his short guard.

The counselor was blocked up by Xu Qing and said, "you have no teacher. Do you want to be punished?"

Xu Qing has been in the army for 12 years, and he has never seen the punishment. This counselor has a strong sense of superiority, right? Xu Qing looked at his watch and said, "my name is Xu Qing. Please feel free. It's three o'clock now. Please go out!"

"You This counselor has no words at all. All other people's opinions are in line with the rules. What can he do? He said, "Xu Qing, right? I remember you

If it wasn't for the school, Xu Qing would have fanned him on the spot. After the man went out, Xu Qing went up to the platform, and the students below yelled: "relieve your anger!"

Such scenes made him have to think of his godmother, who went to support teaching with her on vacation that year. She said to herself, "to be a good teacher is not to see the quality of students, but to think, what quality do you want them to have?! In fact, leading students is the same as leading soldiers. Good officers don't lead bad soldiers, good teachers don't lead bad students. "Xu Qing took out his memory and realized that what he had to do now was to find a way to make himself the core of them. Xu Qing raised his eyes and looked around at the students under the stage. They were quiet. This is a speech method he learned when he was a bodyguard for a national entrepreneur. If he takes a quiet and serious look at the audience, they will be quiet and try again and again. But at this glance, he also found that there were few people in the class.

He wrote down his name on the platform and said, "recruits, from now on, I'm your direct commander, your internal affairs, your attendance, all your time. You're all my soldiers. If there's no accident, you'll have to listen to me for four years."

"Ah, you don't want to make trouble. When the teacher comes, I won't deal with you?" The students below are still so busy. It's a pity that they have nothing to do with themselves.

Xu Qing gazed at the children for a moment, pulled out the stool and sat down. Looking at the people below, he was not a bit nervous or not at all unaccustomed. He said, "I, Xu Qing, have never cheated my own people in my life! There will be a car to pick you up for military training at four o'clock. Now you go back to your dorm, take your wallet, ID card, things that are of special significance to you and need to be taken with you, as well as allergy drugs that some of you are allergic to, and other necessary things, and then come to my class for examination. In particular, girls, don't bring any cosmetics except your aunt's scarf. " The boys made a scene again, but the girls were still pure and blushed.

Xu Qing's mouth has been ticking, took out the roll call table, said: "you come to check the roll call table, and then quickly go to prepare, in view of the distance between your dormitory and the classroom, I will give you 20 minutes! Watch the time

No matter how unconvinced they are, they have to be artificial. Chinese students have been afraid of their teachers since ancient times, so they check them one by one. There are also some irritating, but there is no objection. According to the book of sexual philosophy in the mob, mortals will always follow the crowd.

The students tick their names one by one, and Xu Qing has completely remembered them. Until the end, to his surprise, the one who is missing from the class is not others, but Du Yaru