Wealth

Fan Wuyi didn't sleep solidly all night.

Yesterday afternoon, he was still a little bit unwilling to go to the department office to guard, wanting to see if anyone would report, but some people came to report, but out of a dozen men and five or six women, none of them The elf girl I met at noon.

Fan Wubing felt a bit disappointed. He took a few hands down to drink and sing at night. Although everyone was happy that the boss was bleeding again, they still felt a little uncomfortable seeing Fan Wubing's love-lost expression on his face.

After all, Fan Wubing has always looked like he was pulling and picking, and suddenly he came down. Everyone thought it was a little weird. What could have troubled Mr. Fan? The only possibility is that the girl who can make Fan Zong's love finally appear, how difficult it is!

On the contrary, Deputy Secretary Feng Jianhong was very happy when he saw that Fan Wubing had come to the Department Office to help. He even took him to his office to sit down and chat about tomorrow's military training.

Military training emerged after the reform of educational content in colleges and universities. The basic form for students to receive national defense education is to raise students’ political consciousness through rigorous military training, to inspire patriotic enthusiasm, to promote revolutionary heroism, and to cultivate hard-working, hard-working people. Strengthen perseverance and collectivism, enhance the concept of national defense and organizational discipline, develop a good style of study and life style, and master basic military knowledge and skills

Although Fan Wubing doubts how many useful skills can be mastered in military training, he still has to admit that many students learn how to use guns at this time, at least how to use semi-automatic rifles, and whether they can not be used in target shooting. Missing the target is a test of comprehensive strength.

Anyway, Fan Wubing remembered that he had picked up five bullets when he was shooting a target in his previous life, but after the shooting, he couldn't figure out where the target was. In the final statistics, his target was zero. But there were traces of seven bullets on the target next door. The instructor is also very depressed, don't know how to calculate this grade?

The instructors in charge of the military training are all sent by the Nanjing Military Region, one school officer, several lieutenants, and more of them are big soldiers. As for the training. It must be the big soldiers who accompanied the students and shouted slogans against the big sun.

Fan Wuyin guarded under a willow tree, sat leisurely on top of Mazar, holding herbal tea, and chatting with the beautiful female teacher Ren Xiaorou to relieve her boredom.

"The overall quality of the fourth class is good, the other classes are a little bit worse, especially the third class. They are the most sloppy. Miss Xiaorou, have you noticed that many people in their class walked smoothly? "Fan Wubing looked at the first few queues. Pointing to Ren Xiaorou, he exaggerated the words, with a bit of a judge's temperament, "Yeah. But, which class am I in?"

Ren Xiaorou wore a sports outfit today. Under the feet are Nike sneakers. But although she is dressed like this. But he didn't have the slightest enthusiasm to accompany everyone to exercise together. But complained to Fan Wuyao. "The sun is so venomous today. I forgot to put on sunscreen when I came out in the morning. The evil ultraviolet rays will definitely kill many of my cells again."

Uh. Fan Wuyao touched his nose. It is better not to discuss the topic of Xindao. Otherwise it will be endless again.

The entire training ground. There are about thirty phalanxes in motion. Fortunately, this training ground is large enough. If it is generally standard playground. It must be a training place that cannot accommodate so many people. despite this. This is only a part of Fudan freshmen. People from other places. Watching the big sun training on another training ground.

Or the weather is a bit hot. It didn't take long for a girl to fall softly.

Fan Wubing immediately promoted his glorious tradition of saving the dead. Rushed over like flying. Before everyone arrived, he carried the girl who looked weaker and somewhat like Lin Daiyu. It's pinching people again. Pouring potion again. Then put a cold towel on her forehead. The situation has finally stabilized.

After the school doctor rushed over after hearing the news. Now I don't need to do anything. So he patted Fan's shoulder with satisfaction. Said the young man is very nice. Very experienced in dealing with sudden incidents. Is a good helper.

Of course, based on the principle of taking care of the weak, the school doctor carefully checked the girl, and after there was nothing serious, gave her a two-day rest note.

So Fan Wubing and Ren Xiaorou continued to sit under the big tree to enjoy the cool, but this time there was one more companion.

The girl who fainted felt better after a while, so she talked with Ren Xiao and Fan Wuyi one after another. What they were talking about was nothing more than some things in the school and her own body. It's a bit weak, it seems to be a topic like heat stroke.

Of course, she is very fond of Fan Wubing, and she is very grateful. The affectionate look in her eyes, as if Fan Wubing is her life-saver, if it is possible, it really means Body looks promised.

Fan Wubing is a bit taboo about this now, uh, maybe this is another ignorant girl poisoned by feudal ideology.

Fan Wubing is a freshman, and many students know this. Therefore, seeing him relaxing and chatting with his beautiful female teacher under the shade of a tree, and he is about to stand in a military posture under the big sun, it is obvious in his heart. unbalanced.

However, for freshmen, everyone does not know the roots of each other, so the possibility of linking up to engage in activities is very small, especially under the high-pressure policy of the instructor, in addition to standing in the military posture, everyone is kicking and fighting. In Jun Tiquan, he didn't have much mood to be jealous of Fan Wu Bing, but when he was punished, when he saw Fan Wu Bing talking and laughing with his teacher, he couldn't help feeling a little angry. Therefore, during the break, many people asked why Fan Wubing could not participate in the military training. Since he did not participate in the military training, would he be fine with these three credits?

"Those who don't participate in the queue training, no matter what the reason, will not be able to obtain these three credits." The instructor and teacher's answers are consistent, and they are very affirmative.

In addition, the instructor also assured him that without his own signature, no student could get these three credits, and a student like Fan Wubian who acts as a logistics support staff would definitely not sign him. Therefore, there is no need to be jealous of him, and no need to envy him that he can sit under the big tree and enjoy the cool.

In this way, everyone's hearts are more balanced. After all, without sweating, they want to get the same treatment as everyone. That is something that no one can see, cannot be allowed, and cannot be tolerated.

"You are about to arouse public anger, can't you keep a low profile?" Ren Xiaorou said with emotion when she saw the murderous glances of Fan Wuyao from the other side.

If everyone's eyes could kill people, Fan Wubing would have died 10,000 times, and Ren Xiaorou had no doubt about this.

Fan Wubing shrugged and said, "It's mediocre not to be jealous. In fact, they don't want to think about it. If they are sitting here, can they do everything in order? The problem is simple. You don't have the answer. Strength, you don’t have to enjoy the corresponding rights."

Ren Xiaorou snorted, took a sip of herbal tea, and then looked at the square next to him and said, "Hey, why is the team in our class so messy?"

How to deal with the scattered team, the instructors have a way, so when it is about to eat at noon, when the other classes have gathered and shouted, the students in the third class are still standing in the military posture, from the expression of the black-faced instructor Look, it is estimated that in a short period of time, everyone is hungry.

Ren Xiaoran and Fan had been sitting for the whole morning, feeling a little gurgling in his stomach, not to mention the students in high-intensity training.

So Fan Wuyi suggested, "Teacher Xiaorou, shouldn't it be time to eat? Training hungry, the effect will definitely not get better."

Ren Xiaorou also looked at his watch, and it was indeed late. If there was such a delay, there would not be much hot food in the restaurant during lunch, and the lunch break at noon would also be affected. The afternoon came without energy. It's messy.

So Ren Xiaorou went to the instructor, negotiated a few words with him, and talked about the situation, and finally the instructor ordered everyone to assemble, and after another round, the group was allowed to disperse.

After such a tossing, it was not too early. Everyone rushed away and rushed to eat. After all, it was a shame to be left as the last one in the training team.

Ren Xiaorou said to Fan Wubing, "Just put things here, let's go eat too."

Fan Wubing immediately shook his head and said, "It's not alright. Here are everything you want to drink in the afternoon~www.wuxiaspot.com~If a class enemy comes to poison him or something, the problem will be serious. I'll just watch it here. As for the food, just let someone bring it to me."

"Then I'll get you a meal." Ren Xiaorou also made sense when she heard what Fan Wubing said. It's rare to have such a responsible student, and she feels very high in her heart.

Fan Wuyao said, "Where do you dare to work as a teacher? In fact, someone sent me meals specially, so I should count the time."

"Oh, then I don't care about you." Ren Xiaorou heard from Fan Wuyi. Those who have relatives in the school didn't ask much, and went to eat on their own.

Fan Wubing waited for a while, and saw Tong Xiaoyun riding a mountain bike with two stainless steel lunch boxes.

"You are very dedicated, you are here alone." Tong Xiaoyun said with some admiration.

Fan Wubing took the lunch box and opened it to see that it was made at home. He smiled and said, "I don't want to go to the restaurant to eat. That's why I found such a reason. It seems that the decision is correct."

Three shifts arrive, good night everyone*