The queen of fast wear has a fetish for collecting gold fingers

Chapter 219 Poplar Tree 3 (Part [-])
The recruits of the whole company assembled, and after the company commander spoke, the formal training began.

Courses such as running, shooting, military boxing, etc. have also started. Every day, the recruits are trained to scream. After returning to the dormitory every day, they have no strength to move and fall asleep on the bed.

But simplicity is not included here.

The body of the original owner itself is particularly healthy, and when it is simply worn in, the powerful spirit not only repairs the small defects of the original owner's body, but also brings a strong vitality.

In addition, Jian Jian also hopes that these trainings can sharpen his mind and hone him, so Jian Jian did not use any spiritual power in the whole training.

But even so, just do what you want, these trainings of the recruit company are still just trivial to Jian Jian.

After training every day, Jian Jian is tired, but not as serious as others. When he sleeps at night, Jian Jian will use his spiritual power to relieve the soreness in his muscles.

Therefore, after a night's sleep, Jian Jian is alive and well again, which makes his comrades envious and jealous, and his hands itchy.

Jian Jian's performance in the past month not only satisfied the leader of the first row, but also aroused the enthusiasm of the leader of the first row. It should be so simple that crying father and mother cannot be done.

So from that day on, Jian Jian was often left behind by the team leader for extra meals, and Jian Jian had to be doubled for various training items.

Regarding this, Jian Jian said, well, I am really tired this time.

Damn, no matter how strong your body is, it won't be able to withstand such a large amount of training without using your spiritual power.

After practicing for three to five days, Jian Jian raised the white flag to the leader of the platoon, announcing that he had surrendered and surrendered to the leader of the platoon.

Then a row of long is satisfied, satisfied, and the next day, the training volume of the simple is still twice that of others.

"Why?" Jian Jian lay on the training ground, panting heavily, and moaned.

The leader kicked Jian Jian, "Get up, don't pretend to be dead, let's continue."

Simply rolled his eyes, tilted his head and pretended to be dead.

A row of long kicks.

Simple hit a roll, away from a row of long.

A platoon leader steps forward, kicks again, rolls and rolls after a while, and a platoon leader kicks again.

"You're rolling. Believe it or not, I'll tell you to roll as much as you want in a while."

Simply paused, looking at a row of long eyes full of murderous intent.

The first row took a look, "Hehe, you are not convinced, that's fine, let's do it twice."

As he spoke, he made a row of gestures and made a gesture of please.

A simple carp straightened up, stood up, and made a gesture.

The comrades who were resting at the side saw that the platoon leader was going to compete with the big guys in their platoon, and they were so excited that they did not lie down to rest, and hurriedly surrounded their eyes, eating melons and watching the show.

Jian Jian squinted his eyes, got ahead of others, swung his right hand out, a long line of defensemen resisted, and put his feet towards Jian Jian. After a while, the two became entangled together, and the comrades around were screaming.

In the end, due to lack of experience, Jian Jian was thrown by a leader in a row and fell on a big horse.

A row of long hair crossed his hips, gasped and asked, "Are you convinced or not?"

"I'll take it, I'll take it, okay?"

Jian Jian wanted to sit up, but when he moved, he pulled the wound, and his muscles ached, "Damn, the hands are so dark, it hurts me to death."

"Li Tietou, why don't you come here and give me a hand, the trick is so dark, I can't even get up."

"Hahahaha." Seeing that Jian Jian had been thumping on the ground for a long time but hadn't gotten up yet, the first platoon leader couldn't help but feel complacent.

He walked over and kicked Jian Jian again, and the first row of long grinned his big white teeth and said, "Why are you so weak, you can't get up now?"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

It was rare for people around to see such a distressed appearance of Jian Jian, and they couldn't help laughing out loud.

Turning his head with difficulty, Jian Jian glared angrily at Yu Yuan and Su Yun, who laughed the most. "Why are you laughing? Let's see how I deal with you when I get back."

Then, Yu Yuan and Su Yun laughed louder.

Simple: "Hey, all of them are white-eyed wolves with no sympathy at all. I have brought you tea and footwashing water for nothing."

After all, with a row of long stretched hands, he struggled to get up from the ground.

After getting up, Jian Jian looked viciously at the platoon leader, "I will beat you to the ground some other day, and I will be ashamed."

"That's fine, I'll wait."

A row of long smiles were extremely flamboyant, and Jian Jian felt even more pain in his body when he saw it.

Two months passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the Chinese New Year. Before enlisting in the army, I cut my short hair at the barber shop and it grew back.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, someone in the army agreed to arrange a haircut for the recruit Danzi. After the haircut and a nice hot bath, it was time to call his family.

Recruits don't have holidays, and they can't ask for leave at will, so today's call arrangement is the only chance for them to hear their parents' voices in the past two months.

"Mom, it's me, Chang'an. How are you?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then Mother Yang screamed, "Ah, come on, old man, it's Chang'an's call, Chang'an is calling."

After shouting, Mother Yang asked anxiously: "Changan, Anzi, how are you doing in the army? How are you doing? Did you work hard?"

Before Mother Yang finished speaking, Jian Jian heard a sharp gasp.

"Chang'an, your father is here."

"Chang'an? Chang'an, how are you doing in the army? You passed..."

Listening to Yang's father and Yang's mother's heavy panting on the phone, the words of concern, Yang's father and Yang's mother were like questioning each other, and laughed.

"Mom and Dad, don't worry, I'm fine, everything in the army is very good, my comrades are also very good to me, and my performance is also quite good, our platoon leader often exaggerates me, saying that I am a Good stuff for a soldier."

"Ah, that's good, that's good." Hearing what Jian Jian said, Father Yang and Mother Yang felt relieved.

"Mom and Dad, are you okay at home?"

Although Jian Jian had branded them with spiritual consciousness when he left, from time to time he used the brand of spiritual consciousness to take care of Yang's father and Yang's mother to understand their situation.

But Yang's father and Yang's mother don't know, so on the surface, they still have to ask.

"Ah, we're fine, let me tell you..."

Father Yang and Mother Yang, you say a few words, and I will talk for a while, quickly and briefly explaining the family affairs.

After a simple comparison, I observed that they were almost the same, that Yang's father and Yang's mother reported good news but not bad news, and they just hid some small things that made them unhappy.

But it's nothing, it's just some trivial things, just find time to go back at night, and put a lucky charm on them all.

When Yang's father and Yang's mother had finished speaking, the three told each other again, and then the 5-minute call time was up.

After making the phone call, Jian Jian clearly noticed that the atmosphere in the class was sluggish, all the comrades were downcast, and some even turned red-eyed.

Seeing their dejected looks, combined with what happened today, it is easy to understand why.

Everyone is homesick.

That's right, in this dormitory, the oldest person is 19-year-old Su Yun, and the rest are all young. If you leave home suddenly, can you miss home?
(End of this chapter)