Chapter 7 Zhuang Yan Cried
Zhuang Yan secretly blamed himself.
Xiwa and others continued to cry in grievance.
The surface of the river remained unchanged in the rainstorm.
Seeing that everything had calmed down, the lunch boxes in the hands of the new recruits had almost been taken, and the situation had been dealt with by the river water, Zheng Sanpao, who had been hiding in the dark and getting wet in the rain with the new recruits, raised his foot and was about to walk over.
Who knows at this time.
Zhuang Yan suddenly felt confident and said loudly, "Sorry, brothers. Come on, let's sing!"
Zhuang Yan felt that he could not let Chen Xiwa and the others continue crying, so he had to think of this method to divert their attention first. As he spoke, he began to lead the singing.
"Unity is strength~ Ready~ Stand~"
"Unity is strength, unity is strength, this strength is iron, this..."
He couldn't go on any further and Zhuang Yan closed his mouth in shame because he found that no one was singing along with him.
Zheng Sanpao in the dark, including Miao Lian who saw everything in the dormitory building not far away, couldn't help but smile.
"cough!"
Zheng Sanpao coughed secretly, calmed himself down, and with a serious look on his face, he slowly walked to the front of the team in the rainy night and came in front of Zhuang Yan.
"Sing, why don't you sing?"
Zheng Sanpao said sarcastically.
"..."Zhuang Yan pursed his lips and didn't say yes. It's not that he was afraid of Zheng Sanpao, but he really didn't want to let others be punished because of him.
Seeing that Zhuang Yan no longer fought back, Zheng Sanpao shouted, "Xiao Zhuang!"
"Here!" Zhuang Yan responded loudly.
"Pour out your water!" As soon as Zheng Sanpao gave the order, Zhuang Yan's face turned dark.
He looked at Zheng Sanpao with stubborn and vicious eyes, and he really couldn't suppress his temper.
With a "bang".
The lunch box was thrown heavily to the ground.
Zheng Sanpao remained unmoved and continued, "Do you know why I asked you to pour the water? Because you violated the queue discipline, so you alone will be punished!"
"The rest of you go in and eat!"
The latter sentence was said to everyone except Zhuang Yan.
The recruits, led by Jiang Shui, quickly rushed into the cafeteria.
"When you fill up the water, you will disband on your own!"
Zheng Sanpao left without looking back.
In the rain, only Zhuang Yan was left standing alone. Then he picked up the lunch box on the ground and continued to catch the rain.
In the cafeteria.
The other recruits had already finished their meals and took them back.
Only Class 1's dining table was left with cold food.
Several hungry recruits swarmed over and started to grab food.
"stop!"
A loud shout from the river coming up from behind stopped everyone.
Although they were very hungry, Chen Xiwa and others stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the river.
Jiang Shui walked to the dining table, picked up a steamed bun and put it in his pocket.
The other recruits' eyes flashed, and they looked at Jiang Shui as if they had realized something. This guy was so cruel, Zhuang Yan would cry to death.
They thought that this was Jiang Shui's punishment for them, so they followed Jiang Shui's example and put the extra buns into their pockets. Well, they had an extra midnight snack.
"Eat slowly, don't choke!"
Jiang Shui picked up another steamed bun and started eating while talking.
In fact, Jiang Shui had been hungry for a long time, but he was just relying on his strong will to hold on. After the cold food entered his body, the energy supply was replenished, and Jiang Shui also felt that his body was slowly recovering.
With a sound of "boom".
The recruits quickly divided up the steamed buns, leaving only the plates, not even a crumb left for Zhuang Yan.
"Jiang Shui, Xiaozhuang he..." Chen Xiwa was holding two steamed buns, not knowing whether to eat them or not!
"Just eat, I have my own arrangements!"
Jiang Shui quickly swallowed the steamed bun and said.
"Um!"
Chen Xiwa nodded. The steamed bun in her hand had lost its warmth and was cold in her hand, but it tasted delicious when she put it in her mouth.
soon.
The food on the table was shared out by everyone.
In the night.
Through the foggy window, Zhuang Yan, who was shivering from the cold, could vaguely see Jiang Shui and the others eating quickly. He thought to himself: I didn't implicate you this time.
Slowly, thanks to the heavy rain, the lunch box was filled with water again.
A smile appeared on Zhuang Yan's face. He could finally eat.
Gently lifting his legs and feeling the stiffness, Zhuang Yan walked towards the cafeteria step by step.
However, if it rains, and if a woman wants to get married, she must suffer in her heart, labor in her muscles, and starve in her body in order to forge a magazine.
Zheng Sanpao, who was very familiar with this routine, walked out from the darkness, picked up the whistle and started blowing it.
“Beep~~~”
The shrill whistle spread quickly around the cafeteria.
Zhuang Yan's body stiffened as he was moving forward, and his face fell again. He could already imagine what was going to happen next.
"Gather~"
Zheng Sanpao's voice came from far away.
“Pah pah pah~~~”
Jiang Shui and others in the cafeteria ran out quickly and lined up again.
It can be seen that Jiang Shui and others, who had finished eating, were in much better condition than Zhuang Yan.
Zheng Sanpao stood at the front of the team, ignoring Zhuang Yan's murderous gaze, and issued the latest order: " Now , we have received an order from our superiors that enemy spies have sneaked into the back mountain of our camp and attempted to steal our intelligence!"
"Now I order the first squad of recruits to go to the back mountain to search for spies. Do you have confidence?"
"have!"
Even when they responded, there was dissatisfaction in the recruits' voices. After all, Zheng Sanpao was really cruel.
Not to mention Zhuang Yan who was targeted. He clenched his fists tightly and was about to explode, but when he thought about implicating other people, he finally endured it.
"Everyone, target the back hill, turn right, go full speed ahead, run!"
Zheng Sanpao, Jiang Shui and others, took advantage of the rainy night and went into the forest behind the mountain.
…
Hungry!
So hungry!
I'm really hungry~
Zhuang Yan was in a daze and felt that his stomach could not be emptier. Without any food and after a day of high-intensity training, his body was already overloaded.
Without anything to eat, Zhuang Yan could only hold his quilt and bite it, as if eating the bacteria on it would make him feel better.
“Swoosh~”
"Pah~"
Something soft hit my face.
what?
Zhuang Yan didn't even have the strength to shout. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He stretched out his hand and touched around randomly.
I found it. It's here.
So soft.
Looks like steamed buns.
No.
Not as if.
It's steamed bun.
Woo~~~
God, I am not dreaming.
With tearful eyes, Zhuang Yan grabbed the steamed bun and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Smells so good.
This steamed bun is so fragrant.
This is definitely the most delicious steamed bun I have ever eaten in my life.
Zhuang Yan swallowed hard. At this moment, he felt very happy. As for where the steamed bun came from, he didn't have any thoughts about it. He just wanted to eat the whole bun into his stomach.
Soon, a steamed bun disappeared from his hand.
there is none left?
I want more~
Zhuang Yan struggled, and in the dark, he felt around his bed, trying to find another steamed bun.
However, he searched his entire bed and couldn't find a single steamed bun.
"there is none left?"
Zhuang Yan's hoarse voice sounded, his tone filled with despair.
“Swoosh~”
"Pah~"
Another soft object hit my face.
Steamed bun?
Zhuang Yan touched it excitedly, and sure enough, it was still a steamed bun.
eat.
Eat as much as you can.
Next.
“Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh~~~”
“Pah! Pah! Pah~~~”
One steamed bun after another fell onto Zhuang Yan's bed.
Zhuang Yan was happily swimming in the ocean of steamed buns, and he shed tears of joy.
After eating seven steamed buns, Zhuang Yan felt his stomach was about to burst, so he stopped eating, with two steamed buns still left in his hand.
correct.
Where do steamed buns come from?
After he was full and had enough energy, Zhuang Yan finally had the mind to think about the origin of the steamed buns.
"Eat and sleep, we have training tomorrow!"
A light voice came.
In the dark night.
Zhuang Yan's tearful eyes fell on the bed next to him. That was Jiang Shui's bed. The words just now were said by Jiang Shui.
Zhuang Yan pursed his lips, a look of guilt revealed on his face, and looked out the window.
Um?
Two dark shadow heads poked their heads out from the upper bunk, seemingly looking at him.
turn out to be.
These steamed buns were left for themselves.
They left some steamed buns for me, I guess they weren’t full either!
Zhuang Yan was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes.
He had never experienced this feeling before.
At this moment, he deeply understood the meaning of the collective. Even though he kept causing them trouble, they still stood behind him at the critical moment.
