Demon Change the Earth

　　 In a blink of an eye, the military training has reached the fourth day.

　　 Standing in military posture, kicking upright, standing upright for a while, turning left and right, marching and training, sorting out the house... After the initial hard work, most people have adapted.

　　 Freshmen began to feel the charm of military camp life, gradually immersed in a collective atmosphere, learned to have fun in hardship, and also narrowed the distance between each other.

　　 Ma Liang also became talking and laughing.

The people and things around him, like the hot weather and sunshine, embrace him all the time, melt him, and let him, the "weird" who has always been lonely, alienated, and somewhat melancholic, begin to blend into the atmosphere of the big collective. in.

　　 After eating at noon that day, Ma Liang and four or five boys who were sleeping together sneaked out of the camp and walked along the roots of the green belt to a remote corner.

　　 The fence on this side is only one meter, and the top is fenced off. On the other side of the wall is the family area of ​​the base, and new students are usually prohibited from approaching.

　　 There are shops in the family area, where you can buy good things that the big guys are in desperate need.

　　 There is no village in front of this ghost place, no shop behind, except for the recruits who are trained, only the families of officers and soldiers stationed at the base run a few small businesses.

　　 By relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to draft water, relying on this training camp, it is natural to eat their raw melon eggs.

　　 When Ma Liang and they arrived, there were already a lot of people around, sneaky, like spies.

　　 "How much is Spring City!?"

　　 "Ten yuan!"

　　 "What, it's only three yuan a pack outside, you sell ten yuan!?"

　　 "Can you buy one? Don't buy one!"

　　 "Buy, buy, buy, give me two packs, and another box of golden throat lozenges."

　　 "A total of 35!"

　　 "... a profiteer, really a profiteer!"

　　 "Are you okay? It's my turn. Bring me an Ashima, three boxes of golden voices, two bottles of wind oil... Do you have toilet water? Then two bottles too."

　　……

　　 It was noisy and it took a long time for Ma Liang to turn to them.

　　 At this moment, a group of girls shrunk their heads and got out of the small forest. When they saw the movement here, a small cheer came to this side.

The boys were eager, and they didn't want to leave. The thick-skinned ones only stared at the girls' waist and cheeks. The thin-skinned ones pretended to be serious, but in fact, the extra light of the eyes has been following these youths. Slender figure.

　　 A buddy beside Ma Liang sighed: "It is said that after three years as a soldier, the sow has become Diaochan. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. Lao Tzu is only a few days old, and they look like gods!?"

　　 Everyone felt the same when he said this.

　　 It was said that during training, when they were near the girls’ phalanx, all of them looked like chicken blood, their eyes were like radar waves, and under a similar uniform, a few very good seedlings were found.

　　 When they were resting, someone had already inquired about their department, class, and name.

　　The same goes for girls.

　　 They have more rest time than boys, so they sit boldly in the shade of the boys' queue, pointing, whispering, and laughing from time to time.

　　 When this happens, the boys are very energetic, and their slogans are louder than usual.

　　Youth!

　　 Ma Liang's mental age is not young anymore, and his xinxing and Chengfu are not comparable to these freshmen.

　　 But it is this youth, this restlessness, this heat, and this vitality that are increasingly warming and awakening his old memories, allowing him to break free from those not so good past events, pay attention to the present, and immerse him in it.

　　 The girls urged at the back, and the boys in the front were much quicker, and no one complained about the price.

　　 Wang Fei: "Damn, the condition of the old horse is good, smoke Yuxi?"

　　 Ma Liang also bought a lot of things, and there are cigarettes. Whether it is Old Space-Time or New Space-Time, he is a senior smoker, "No way, I have a mine at home."

　　 The Internet terminology of 2003 has not yet become popular and popular. This self-ridiculing stalk has no effect. Others really think that his family is a tyrant in mining, and the eyes of a few people have changed a little.

　　 In fact, this is just a habit, I regret it if I buy it.

　　 Wang Fei: "It turns out to be a rich second-generation, so what are you waiting for, how many brothers?"

　　 The other people booed, Ma Liang hurriedly avoided, and said, "You can smoke cigarettes together. You can't use the other cigarettes. Stand back and back away!"

　　 Zhu Ming said: "It's a pity that there are no restaurants around, otherwise you can eat a big family today!"

　　 Wang Fei: "What's the matter? The military training will last for two weeks. When I get back to school, I will let the old horse treat me."

　　 Ma Liang rolled his eyes when he heard it, and said, "Why, is it yours or owes you?"

　　 "Oh, Ma, it's not interesting enough for you to say that. Forget that I gave you a basin of water yesterday?"

　　 "Yeah, yeah, I also helped you twist the water bottle."

　　 "I still...I still wash your socks!"

　　 Ma Liang laughed as soon as he heard it, stared at the nonsense guy, and said, "You say it again, who did you wash the socks for?"

　　 This buddy wears thick myopia glasses, his name is Liu Bing or Zhang Bing, and Ma Liang didn't remember either.

　　 "Oh, isn't it yours? No, I washed a few more pairs of socks today."

　　 "You wash Bai Xiaoshu's, he is sick, the instructor ordered, mother, open your eyes to talk nonsense!" Ma Liang lifted his hand and pulled it away, and the man in glasses quickly avoided.

　　 A few people happily opened the cigarette that Ma Liang had bought, and opened two packs. It didn't count if they smoked it by themselves. People around UU reading www.uukānshu.com and those they knew or didn't know all went around.

　　 "Thank you buddy!"

　　 "Oh, what a smoke!"

　　 "What class is in your department?"

　　 "Department of Arts and Crafts, Class Two, how about you?"

　　 "The arts and crafts are good, there are so many beautiful women, we are miserable, and the computer is a miserable one."

　　 The movement here successfully attracted the attention of the girls. Several girls bite their ears together, and they didn't know what they said, just a burst of crisp laughter.

　　 A few animals became even more energetic when they saw each other. They didn't mean to leave at all. They lit their cigarettes and squatted under a big tree, vomiting clouds and fog, all of them were pretty serious.

　　 "You guys, what are you doing!!!"

　　 The sudden voice made everyone stunned.

　　 Ma Liang reacted fastest, grabbing the plastic bag, getting up and running.

　　 Only then did the other people wake up, and made a beast with a coax.

　　 rushed back to the dormitory sneakily, and just happened to bump into the instructor who was checking the internal affairs. There was a row of people standing at the door of the dormitory, and a piece of what had just been bought in front of them.

　　Ma Liang hid things under the sink and stood over it casually.

　　 The training in the afternoon really increased!

　　 This is terrible.

　　 I was wailing all over the field at night, lying on the bed, feeling that my legs and feet were not my own, my whole body was sore, and the clothes on my body were wet and dry, dry and wet, and I could see salt stains when I took it off.

　　 The instructors pulled up one by one and rushed to wash them. There were blisters on Ma Liang's feet, which he picked up with a needle.

　　…………

　　 The lights went out, and Ma Liang lay on the bed, realizing that today is the fifth day of the journey back.

　　 The answerer is about to die, it's time to drain his surplus value.