Military life: You laugh at me for being a poor student? I got into the best military academy

The freshmen wanted to cry but had no tears.

Singing just now had already consumed a lot of their energy.

Their stomachs were already growling.

But even such a simple meal had to be trained for such a long time.

At this time, most of the freshmen felt regretful.

After elementary school, junior high school, and high school.

I thought it would be easy to get into college.

No longer constrained by others, you can date and play with your phone. Enjoy college life.

But what about now?

Even the most basic eating has to be disciplined.

Zhu Wen was a little unsure about Class 1.

Because Class 1 was really too outstanding.

So much so that Zhu Wen suspected that the squad leader had specially prepared special meals for them before.

Everything in the army is done in a uniform manner.

There is a reason why the squad leader was not allowed to prepare special meals for the freshmen in advance. Talking to them in a nice voice and rules is naturally not as effective as yelling at them.

But whether Li Chao gave Ling Yun and the others special treatment or not, this is a later reckoning.

Since Class 1 performed well.

Zhu Wen simply used Class 1 as a benchmark again.

"They all have two arms and two legs, and a head on their necks, so why can Class 1 be so neat at the beginning?"

"What are you inferior to the students in Class 1? Learn more from Class 1!"

The freshmen stood in front of the dining table, their faces full of grievances, unable to speak out their sufferings.

Zhu Wen's voice called again.

"Sit down!"

But the second sitting down was slower than the first.

They were all afraid that they would not sit neatly enough.

The freshmen looked at each other.

In the end, they sat down even slower and more chaotically than the first time.

Zhu Wen was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick, and he shouted loudly, "Where are your ears!"

"Except for Class 1, do the other freshmen have no ears! Why can they sit down as soon as they hear it!"

"Stand up!"

The same scene was repeated many times by Zhu Wen.

"What are you all standing there for? Can't you hear me?"

"You're sitting too slowly!"

"Who told you to sit so loosely? Straighten your back! Keep standing up and sit down again!"

"..."

They were drilled for more than half an hour outside the cafeteria, and at least 20 minutes inside the cafeteria.

Almost an hour had passed.

But they didn't even have a meal, and the food on the plates was already cold.

In order to have a meal, the freshmen almost put their ears to the squadron leader's mouth.

Finally, they waited for the squadron leader to speak.

"Let's eat!"

When it was time to eat, they were almost moved to tears.

They finally thought that there were no restrictions now.

Some freshmen began to whisper to each other.

But their communication was quickly scolded back by the monitor.

Some freshmen looked at each other in the cafeteria.

Some freshmen were still bolder, whispering or exchanging eye contact.

Being drilled for such a long time.

Every freshman wants to eat well and chew slowly.

But Ling Yun and his friends are different.

Ling Yun nodded to his roommates, and the eight of them stuffed rice into their mouths at a very fast speed.

Although the food cooked in the cafeteria is not like those delicacies from the mountains and seas.

But when people are hungry, as long as the food is not particularly unpalatable, they can eat the rice very fragrantly.

Ling Yun and his eight people are like starving ghosts reincarnated.

In less than five minutes, all the food was eaten, and Ling Yun's plate was clean without even much soup.

Because Ling Yun mixed the rice and soup together and ate them all.

They ate so quickly.

In the eyes of other freshmen, they were uneducated and did not pay attention to their personal image when eating.

But when they had not eaten half of the meal.

Suddenly, the squadron leader shouted loudly: "The meal time is over, put down the bowls and chopsticks!"

The freshmen raised their shocked faces and looked at the squadron leader.

Those young faces were full of disbelief.

The meal was not even half finished.

So we are not allowed to eat?

Then came the whistle.

Ling Yun and his eight companions stood up almost as fast as the monitor.

As soon as the whistle sounded, all ten people in Class 1 stood up.

The other freshmen stood up slowly in disbelief, and some of them even stuffed two more mouthfuls of rice into their mouths.

"Do you want me to say stand up again?" Zhu Wen shouted loudly.

At this time, all the freshmen finally stood up.

Zhu Wen walked among the freshmen, and most of them still had a lot of food left on their plates.

Some freshmen ate faster, so they could eat the food more cleanly.

The other freshmen were in a terrible state.

Zhu Wen quickly walked to Class 1 where Ling Yun and his companions were.

Seeing the plates on the table, Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows slightly..

He thought to himself, "Could it be that Li Chao and Chen Zijian really prepared special meals for them in advance?"

Zhu Wen looked at the two monitors with a sharp look.

The two monitors shivered in fear. Seeing their helpless expressions, Zhu Wen felt that Li Chao and others did not prepare special meals in advance.

These things will be settled later.

Zhu Wen scanned the faces of each freshman, "Did you eat enough?"

The freshmen did not dare to say that they were not full.

They had to bite the bullet and said in a half-full state: "I am full."

Some freshmen were bolder and stood up to confront Zhu Wen loudly.

"We can't eat enough in such a short time!"

"Although I don't have a good sense of time, it's only been about five minutes since we started eating!"

"We can't eat enough in this time! It's shameful to waste food!"

Looking at the freshmen who dared to stand up and confront, Zhu Wen snorted coldly.

It's good to be brave.

But sometimes being too bold and ignorant is not a good thing.

"Look at the squad leaders next to you. Have your squad leaders finished their meals? Look at the class that has performed very well from the beginning to now. Have they finished their meals?"

"If you were on the battlefield, do you think the enemy would wait until you have eaten before fighting?"

Zhu Wen's words directly suppressed the dissatisfaction in the hearts of all the freshmen.

"It is shameful to waste food, so the remaining food today will be your breakfast tomorrow!"

"Except for freshmen who have finished their meals!"

In the cafeteria, all the freshmen were scolded by Zhu Wen and were in a low mood.

Of course.

Except for Zhang Hao and others.

Not only were they not in a low mood, but they were in a very good mood.

After dinner, they returned to the dormitory.

Only their 501 was the most special existence. Others went back in a low mood, and 501 went back in a good mood.

After arriving at the dormitory, the two squad leaders were called out by the squadron leader.

The squad leader left the dormitory.

Zhang Hao and his friends let go of themselves.

In the dormitory, everyone had a smile on their faces, and they surrounded Ling Yun and praised him in various ways.

Zhang Hao put one hand on Ling Yun's shoulder.

"Brother Ling, if it weren't for you, we would have been scolded so badly today."

"Whether it's singing military songs or eating, you've told me everything!"

"..."

At the same time, in the squadron leader's office.

Li Chao explained to Zhu Wen with a face full of grievance: "Squadron leader, believe me, we really didn't give them special treatment."