Walking Through Fire for You

The call from the detachment was answered by Yang Zhengang. Unlike the tone of the past, he always had a somewhat vague premonition when he heard it. It was estimated that this kid was always causing something, and Zuo Li was uneasy.

So he couldn’t help asking someone to find out, only to know that the artist had been fighting in the team two days ago. The leader knew about it, and the man also said: “Chu Meng doesn’t know where to fight, anyway. Looking back on the Lin team’s training report, there was nothing written in it, and some nonsense was written in it. Don’t you be in a hurry? This time, I guess I’m going to ashtray with someone next door!"

Yang Zhengang was anxious, "Hey, you are helping to persuade a little bit!"

The man giggled and said, "With the door closed, how can I dare to go in, and you don't understand the tempers of these two, one by one, you still pray for the Lin team over there."

"Pray for good luck. I am a **** monk." Yang Zhengang roared anxiously, blushing and shouting with a thick neck.

"What are you yelling at me? I didn't stabb Meng at this matter."

Yang Zhengang came to realize and quickly apologized, "Isn't this urgent? But how can Chief Meng know about this?"

The other end of the phone smiled, and the voice was elongated, somewhat meaningful: "Mr. Yang, just tell you this. As for you, keep your ears up and listen. Meng has a son."

"Yes, Meng Chen, that kid plays games."

Nodded over there: "By the way, people are playing games, and the front line was pinched with Meng Chu again, saying that he was going to get married, and he found a young girl outside. Meng did not agree, so he set aside the house to make trouble. It’s overwhelming, and he broke his father-son relationship with Chief Meng. You also know that Captain Lin grew up with Chief Meng. His own son is gone. Now he wants to treat Team Lin as his own son. You have also seen the methods of doing things. This critical period is being evaluated, but if you have a little trouble on your side, both ears of Meng Chu are listening."

Yes, I just found someone to watch.

Yang Zhengang helped his forehead and felt a headache, knowing that this kid would not worry about himself.

"For this matter, Captain Lin's punishment has also affected the innocent instructor Zhang next door. I will ask you, which of those girls does Captain Lin want to protect?"

Yang Zhengang was agitated, "That kid Lu Xiao understands this, it's definitely not something to protect, don't worry."

"It's not the best, otherwise Chief Meng will know about it, this is endless."

There was a moment of silence after hanging up the phone.

...

As soon as Lin Luxiao went in, he realized that there was still someone standing in front of the red mahogany table. The room was burning incense. Instructor Zhang turned around and winked at him. Meng Guohong's eyes swept over. The former didn't dare to make any more noises, and turned his head angrily.

Lin Luxiao bent over to pick up the training report that fell on the ground, smiled, walked over slowly, put the things on the table, and tugged at the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter?"

Meng Guohong's lazy expression seemed a bit irritating. He twisted his eyebrows and said as if: "You don't want to play garlic with me here!"

In fact, as soon as he entered the door, instructor Zhang added the training report, Lin Luxiao understood the outline in his heart.

He closed his smile, looked straight, stopped talking, and received the training in peace. Ever since he was young, Meng Guohong loved training him more than his own father, and expected him to be bigger. Sometimes he was upset with Lin Qingyuan and he could even talk about it. When he was in front of Meng Guohong, he was basically just for training.

Meng Guohong was so angry that his eyebrows were crooked.

"What's the matter with you? If you don't report this kind of thing, who are you hiding? What did I tell you? If you violate military discipline, you will be expelled from the team if you don't obey the discipline! Are you pretending to be paste? It's about time. What are you doing to me?"

Lin Luxiao stood stiffly, with a serious look of being trained, his expression faint.

Meng Guohong hated his appearance of admiring nothing. He was so angry that he slapped the table abruptly. The fierceness in the weekdays became obvious: "I am also at your age, and there is a little flower in your stomach. I know better than you, it’s really **** to take off this military uniform for Lao Tzu! Don’t **** hold someone under the camera!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Luxiao's face suddenly sank.

"Is the political education building the place that girl should enter? Are you pulling and pulling at the door of the office with her to make others blind?" Meng Guohong leaned on the chair and snorted coldly while driving his arm. , I immediately let the girl pack up and get out!"

Lin Luxiao smiled suddenly, "I press a lot of eyeliners when I co-author?"

Meng Guohong picked up the ashtray and wanted to smash it. He was pulled by the instructor Zhang. He happily dropped it on the table and said angrily, "I stayed there longer than you! Which one is not with me? Excessive friendship?"

Lin Luxiao smiled self-deprecatingly, nodded, "I understand." He licked the corner of his mouth, took a breath and said, "I didn't deal with this matter properly, and it has caused instructor Zhang. I accept punishment."

Instructor Zhang finally couldn't help, glanced at Lin Lu Xiao, and sighed: "Actually, I am also responsible for this matter. I shouldn't just blame Lu Xiao alone. I will punish him together."

"No, this matter has nothing to do with Instructor Zhang, I told him not to write in the report."

Meng Guohong snorted coldly. Lin Luxiao was the one he watched growing up. He had long felt his temperament. This kid has nothing else but never pushes responsibility when he makes a mistake. He is more responsible than his **** son. It's so much better. What his **** son is most afraid of is to take responsibility. He runs faster than anyone else when he does something wrong.

Where can be really punished, this must be punished, and Meng Guohong will not call people out of the team in the middle of the night.

...

When Lin Luxiao returned to the team, it was already night, and the stars were like shuttles. Yang Zhengang saw the car lights at the entrance of the courtyard, and immediately rushed down from the political education building. Also returning with Instructor Zhang, Yang Zhengang hurriedly came to the two of them. How is it? You are not punished, right?"

Lin Luxiao walked ahead, kicked the car key back into his pocket, and said to the two of them: "I'll go up and change clothes, you go to the playground and wait for me."

Zhang Wei Yang waved to him, "Go."

Yang Zhengang couldn't figure it out, looked at Lin Luxiao's stiff back, and hurriedly asked, "What clothes should I change at night?"

Zhang Weiyang glanced at him, "Let's go, go to the playground."

Yang Zhengang followed, and the two were side by side. Zhang Wei Yang Mo for a while, suddenly asked: "Lu Xiao really likes that girl?"

"How can it be! Certainly not!"

Zhang Weiyang laughed, "Why are you still shaking with me?"

Yang Zhengang is really not sure about this, but it is true that the relationship between the two is a bit ambiguous. How can he dare to say it, and he wondered for himself. At first I asked the kid if he denied it. It was really hard to say, but thought I can understand if I want to, it's almost 30, and I haven't talked about a girlfriend seriously, and it's normal to see a pretty girl if I move my mind.

"Does Chief Meng know about this?"

Zhang lit a cigarette for Yang, "I see, there was a big fire, you usually stare at it a little, this kid is easy to get muddled."

Yang Zhengang felt a little bit in his heart, the big thing is not good!

"What did Chief Meng say?"

Zhang smoked for Yang, "What can I say, after a training session, let him come back and run the circle after training."

Yang Zhengang didn't believe it: "So easy to discuss?"

"Ten kilometers load, plus 500 push-ups, do you think this is good for discussion? You are good for discussion, or are you watching here? Even if Lu Xiao is physically strong, look at what time it is now, and finish these It must be midnight. I am an old man who made me suffer this crime. Who am I to provoke?"

...

When Lin Luxiao went upstairs, Nan Chu just came out of the bathroom after washing his face.

The girls’ dormitory is on the second floor, and his dormitory is on the third floor. When turning the stairs and turning, the girl just took the washbasin and walked through the corridor. Her long black hair was tied into a bun and placed behind her ears. There were two pinches in her ears. Hair, no Fendai, clean face, with a few drops of water, beautiful eyebrows.

Lin Luxiao only glanced at her faintly, and then withdrew his gaze, without stopping, he turned upstairs.

With a cold expression, he was very different from the man who pushed her against the wall and kissed at noon.

If it weren't for the sensitive touch, Nanchu would almost doubt if he had a spring dream at noon.

"Lin Luxiao."

Nanchu called him.

The person in front did not stop, but speeded up and stepped up the steps, and the thin figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

Is this the rhythm of running after kissing?

Then she is at a loss, anyhow she should have him up at noon.

...

playground.

Lin Luxiao wore an army green vest and army pants with obvious texture lines. He moved his joints on the spot, bent over and stretched, and there was no light on the playground. Only the faint pale moonlight set off his smooth figure.

Zhang Weiyang began to pinch his watch: "Push-ups first."

Lin Luxiao nodded, bent down, supported the ground with both hands, the muscles of both arms were raised, and the toes were supported on the ground, and his body was flat. Prone to the ground, prop up, the movements are very standard, sitting up smoothly and easily.

Zhang Weiyang coughed and reminded him: "Be sure to make sure that I'm going home. I'll go home to coax my son."

Lin Luxiao leaned on the ground and smiled, "Are you not afraid that someone will sue Meng Chu tomorrow?"

Zhang Wei Yang Mo for a while, "You should do it honestly."

...

Five minutes later, Zhang Weiyang asked, "Do you regret it?"

"Do not."

The men on the ground gradually accumulated sweat and rolled down their cheeks. The usual limit is 400, and it will be difficult to go up. Meng Guohong understands his physical strength very well, and penalties add a hundred to his limit. Ten percent, this kind of most painful, obviously can't hold on anymore, but it can last a long time.

"Really tempted?"

After a long time, the man hummed, and beads of sweat fell on his chin.

Zhang Weiyang sighed, "Does that girl like you?"

He didn't answer, gritted his teeth and continued to prop up.

Zhang Weiyang sighed again, and said earnestly, "Lu Xiao, when I was as young as you, I was impulsive, but that was just impulse, and often in the end, you will find that you are really together not because of love, but because of Suitable."

Lin Luxiao finished the last one, stood up, and looked at Zhang Weiyang. The moonlight was dim and weak, and he looked at the outline indistinctly. He squinted slightly, his face covered with sweat. With mud on your hands, clapping your hands, jokingly said: "Don't talk, you said you have no love with your sister-in-law? Your sister-in-law says a word with other men. I think you can't wait to swipe your chair and rush up."

Zhang Wei Yang Dan smiled and said: "Emotions can be cultivated. I really didn't have feelings when we got married with her at the beginning. After this, the next one, what you meet, and in the end, it will all become love. This is reality."

Zhang Weiyang's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and he said: "This reality is not a minority, do you believe it?"

Of course, this is "reality" and it is not a minority.

One after another tragic reality continues to reveal the cruel face of this society.

Fuck the **** "reality".

"Reality" is so **** pitiful, you just refuse to admit that you have changed your mind, so you want "reality" to bear the pot?

...

In the next few days of training, Nan Chu and Lin Luxiao met and did not speak. They met frequently and were frequently avoided. Several times, Nan Chu's eyes caught up with his face, but he was silently swept across.

When eating, the two of them reached out to fish for the soup spoon at the same time. They touched their hands and looked at each other. Lin Luxiao quickly finished the last two mouthfuls of rice, and left the table to smoke in the small pavilion at the door. Yang Zhengang followed out , Said in his ear: "The results are about to come out over there, please bear with me, don't make trouble for yourself, do you hear?"

Lin Luxiao frowned impatiently, smoking a cigarette, "Lao Yang."

Yang Zhengang was taken aback.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lin Luxiao turned to look at him, taunting: "Have you been turned back by Chief Meng?"

Yang Zhengang was anxious and stretched out his hand to push his head, "Fart, am I that kind of person?! Old Yang never betrayed his comrades!"

Lin Luxiao smiled self-deprecatingly. When he turned his eyes, he saw Nan Chu coming out from the entrance of the cafeteria and looking around. He closed his smile, stood up, and patted Yang Zhengang on the shoulder, "I'm leaving, you stop it."

After speaking, he pinched his cigarette and left with his trouser pocket.

Yang Zhengang turned his head and saw that Nan Chu was walking in the opposite direction. He didn't even look here.

Yang Zhengang smiled and shook his head.

What about being passionate?

The human girl didn't even think about looking for you. Your kid will really have a hard time in the future.

...

That night, Yang Zhengang brought a piece of news to Lin Luxiao.

At that time, Lin Luxiao was leaning back on the chair, wondering how to avoid those "eyes" to find Nan Chu.

Yang Zhengang banged the door, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, "Come in."

Yang Zhengang said: "Lu Xiao."

"Say." Lin Luxiao's voice was lazy.

"Someone was sent here."

"Why are you here?"

Yang Zhengang slowed down before saying: "Give them a fire prevention supervision propaganda class, just to borrow this program to broadcast, and make a year-end fire prevention propaganda film."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a string of thumping footsteps in the corridor, high heels, light footsteps, and it was a woman.

"Lu Xiao, this is..."

However, before Yang Zhengang's introduction, the woman took the lead to speak, with a playful smile on her face, her voice turned softly, "Lin Luxiao, I am Xu Yun."

Xu Yun.

...