Lei Feng System

After the name was counted, the strong man introduced himself, "My surname is Luo. I am your company commander and your instructor. I will give you half an hour to organize your housework, and then put on military uniforms and go to the playground below. There are numbers written on the edge of the playground. , Have you remembered all the six of you belonging to Class 7 of my teaching?"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded or hummed casually, but Han Zhuoyu raised his head reflexively and responded loudly.

The spirit is good, but the small body is a bit short, and there is hope of rescue. Captain Luo gave the young man a glance, and then gestured to the comrades around him.

"Hello teachers, my surname is Qian, and I am your instructor. If you have any difficulties in life in the future, you can come to me. This is your schedule. I hope you strictly abide by it." The instructor Qian posted a form on the door.

The six teenagers gathered around to look at them. Except for Han Zhuoyu, they all wailed in their hearts, unconsciously bringing out a miserable look on their faces. Especially Gao Xiaopang, his facial features are wrinkled into buns.

Get up early-06:00

Morning exercises-06:15-06:45

Washing and tidying up the house—06:45-07:15

Breakfast-07:15-07:45

Exercise class-08:00-10:00

Lunch—11:50-12:50

Lunch break-13:00-15:40

Exercise class—16:00-18:00

Dinner—18:10-19:10

Evening exercise class—19:30-21:00

Bedtime-22:00

"Don't howl in your heart, I have a few rules to announce." Luo Lianchang grinned grinningly, "In addition to normal exercises, I will gather urgently from time to time, usually after you go to bed at night. I haven't returned for five minutes. If you do, run ten laps on the playground."

Gao Xiaopang immediately broke his fingers and counted the number of meters in ten circles, his mouth opened wide, and he screamed silently. For a person who can faint after running 800 meters, four kilometers will undoubtedly be dead! How to do? I really want to evaporate now!

The other few people also turned pale.

Captain Luo glanced at Han Zhuoyu, who was alone and calm, and continued, "After morning exercises, I will come to check the housekeeping. If you fail, I will run the playground ten laps!"

Everyone was downcast.

"During the military training, snacks, mobile phones, and computers are not allowed. Now, hand in your snacks, mobile phones, and computers. Fruits and pastries and other perishable foods are even those you give to the instructors, puffed food, Cell phones, computers, etc., you put them in your pockets, write your name and class student number on the outside, and take them back after the military training is over. Don't worry, we will register them in detail, and you will reimburse them ten times less."

There was a wailing in the dormitory.

"Howl? Howl? Give me a run lap again! The notice clearly lists military training requirements, don't you have eyes?! Say you don't want to take it! If you think there are too many people, we will treat it as if we didn’t see it. Tell you, dreaming!" When everyone was quiet, he looked at a bed by the window with a stern tone, "Whose bed is this? Huh? The snacks are put on the bed, how decent!"

Han Zhuoyu immediately moved several plastic bags containing snacks to the ground. There was no way, his desk and cabinet couldn't fit, and he didn't know who fell on the bed when he left, and he arrived before he could tidy up the instructor.

"Are you coming for military training or autumn tour, huh? A big man eats so many snacks, no wonder he looks like a white chicken! This kind of vice must be changed!" Luo Lian's eyebrows frowned tightly. The boss is too indulgent to his adopted son, right? I have to call him at night and talk to him. How could a boy be so squeamish, look at that skin, look at that look, like a glass doll that will shatter when touched.

Han Zhuoyu listened to the instruction quietly, without a word of excuse. However, he didn't say that his roommates also knew that these things were given by others and had nothing to do with him. He acquiesced without saying a word, and his character is truly trustworthy.

Seeing that the young man had a good attitude towards his mistake, Captain Luo gradually calmed down, pointing to the square quilt on the bed and asking, "Did you stack it?"

"Report the instructor, my uncle did it." The teenager never lied.

Long's face turned dark. The boss even folded the quilt, too spoiled! Thinking of how cold-blooded and ruthless they were when they were drilled, and comparing them with the meticulous care in front of them, it is simply unbearable!

"You can't even fold quilts when you are eighteen or nineteen years old. Have you lived behind a cow's butt? Learn from me from now on! Wash clothes, wash quilt covers, clean up, do everything yourself!" He paced to the bed On the side, he opened the quilt in twos and threes, with a stern tone, "I'll take good care of it. Don't blame me for punishing you..."

Captain Luo explained while folding, and two minutes later a perfect piece of tofu was freshly baked.

The teenagers didn't learn it at all, but there were expressions of sudden realization on their faces, and they nodded seriously.

"Try it." Taking the quilt apart again, Captain Luo frowned and looked at the ‘spoiled’ teenager.

Han Zhuoyu nodded and quickly folded the messy quilt into its original shape, within half a minute.

The bedroom is quiet for a moment.

"Yes! Everyone learns from Han Zhuoyu." Captain Luo pressed his fist to his lips, looking embarrassed. It's not bad, it's too standard, like pressed out of thick cardboard. It seems that the boss is not completely spoiled, and he teaches well in private.

"Hand in your mobile phone and computer to me, separate the battery from the body, put it in a bag, paste the class name and student number on the outside, and give it to the instructor. And these snacks, put on the camouflage uniform and refer to the following Go to the playground. You have fifteen minutes left, move faster!" Captain Luo looked at his watch and left with a straight face.

The instructor was very kind. He packed the cell phone and computer in a box marked 2-511, registered the brand and model one by one, and asked the trainees to sign and confirm, distribute the receipt, and leave with a smile after adding a few sentences.

"Han Zhuoyu, idol! Let me teach me how to fold the quilt tomorrow morning. I didn't see it clearly just now." Gao Xiaopang leaned forward with a bashful face.

Han Zhuoyu nodded, took off his T-shirt and trousers, put on a gray-green camouflage uniform, and then gathered up the snacks everyone had given him, frowning slightly. There are too many, and it takes several times to carry large and small bags.

"Shall I move it for you? I only have one packet of cheese." Wang Ziwen said with a smile.

"No, thank you." Han Zhuoyu waved his hand, took out the empty suitcase and put the snacks neatly in. That's it, it's done in one trip, and it's convenient when you get it back.

Gao Xiaopang was still struggling with pain. First, he unpacked a pack of beef jerky and stuffed it into his mouth, realizing that he couldn't eat everything at once, jumping up and down, scratching his ears, and finally wrapping his favorite snacks. , Hidden under the bed.

"I suggest you don't do this. This is a trap set by the instructors and instructors. When they find out when checking the internal affairs, you will be done." Guo Shangru shook his head and laughed. The fat man is very cute.

"I knew that the military training was so strict, I should have taken sick leave!" Gao Xiaopang was particularly sluggish.

After getting dressed, everyone except Guo Shangru and Zhang Wei hurried to the playground with a pack of snacks in their hands. The situation in other dormitories is similar. When we meet each other, we first glance at each other's hands and then smile bitterly at each other.

It is conceivable that Han Zhuoyu, who dragged a huge trolley box to the snack center, has attracted the attention of many people. He was originally the No. 1 in science in this class, and his family background is extremely special. He has not yet been sorted into classes. Seventy to eighty percent of the freshmen already know him.

"Puff ha ha ha, Han Zhuoyu, you really haven't been weaned! I stopped eating these things when I was six years old. Did you drag a box over and open the grocery store?" Wang Wenxuan wore his military hat upside down, his coat was wide open, and laughed You have to lean forward and back together to get rid of a soldier.

There was mockery in his mouth, but there was no hint of malice in his eyes. Qiu Wanbo, who was standing by and watching, took a deep look. The affinity of the boy is too strong, even if he is in a hostile position, he can't be disgusted at all?

Han Zhuoyu gave the box to the instructor expressionlessly, and the tips of his ears hidden under his hair were slightly red.

It didn't take long for the rumor that the science champion was a snack control.

After the assembly, the instructor of each class reiterated the rules and instructed the students how to put on military uniforms before letting them go. The food in the canteen is very rich, but the taste is only average. My heart was filled with various emotions such as excitement, tension, anxiety, hesitation, expectation, etc. Many people had no appetite, so they rushed back to the dormitory after a few mouthfuls of food.

"Fortunately, I made two-handed preparations. It was really prescient." Xue Ming took out a mobile phone from the mezzanine of the suitcase, shook it triumphantly, and walked to the balcony to call his parents.

Han Zhuoyu stared at his back, with envy in his eyes.

"Nima! There is no signal! This is impossible!" A few minutes later, Xue Ming ran in angrily, holding the phone high and shaking it from side to side, as if it could capture the channel escaping in the air.

"Don't waste your efforts, they must have installed a signal jammer, just to guard against you." Guo Shangru shook his head amused. The instructors are all human beings, can't you think of this?

Han Zhuoyu was hesitating whether to borrow a cell phone from Xue Ming. He was completely resigned now, went into the bathroom and took a battle bath, spreading the quilt to sleep.

No mobile phones, no computers, and even playing cards were confiscated, leaving only a few boring novels. Others felt bored and went to bed early, and fell asleep as soon as their broad-hearted head touched the pillow, such as Gao Xiaopang; those who were buried in their hearts did not fall asleep until midnight, such as Han Zhuoyu and Xue Ming.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Thunder and his son did not sleep either.

"This is the eighth story tonight. When you finish telling it, go to bed, or I will tell Xiaoyu!" Lei Ting twisted his son's ears.

Lei Chen nodded reluctantly, not because he didn't want to sleep, but because he couldn't sleep at all! In the past, Xiaoyu's brother was holding himself, and his father was holding Xiaoyu's brother. Now that Xiaoyu's brother is not there, his father's arms are tough, he is not used to it.

The story was quickly finished. Lei Chen yawned and covered his head with a quilt.

Thunder took his son into his arms, closed his eyes and brewed sleepiness. Half an hour later, he opened the quilt and sat up, his tone was quite irritable, "Okay, stop pretending, I know you are not asleep. Your father and I can't sleep either."

Lei Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and translucent, and he didn't see the slightest woke up from his sleep.

Flushing a bottle of milk for his son, Lei Ting walked to the balcony to smoke, his dark eyes staring in the direction of the barracks, his expression empty. What is baby doing now? Should I fall asleep? Do you have yourself and your son in your dream?

"Dad's finished!" Lei Chen raised the empty bottle.

Lei Ting squeezed out the cigarette, put a jacket on his son, took him into the study, turned on the computer, and pulled out the previously shot video. The young boy's vivid face appeared on the screen, his black and white eyes were slightly bent into the shape of a crescent, and the small pear vortex on his cheeks carried countless sweetness, which made people's hearts melt. Father and son showed intoxicated expressions at the same time, and every video had to be watched two or three times over and over again.

"Do you want to sleep now?" Lei Ting asked in a low voice an hour later.

"I want to sleep." Lei Chen nodded obediently, with tired eyes in his wet eyes.

"Then go to sleep." Thunder turned off the computer and carried his son into the bedroom with a very sad expression. "The next month, our father and son will live by pointing to these videos."