Chapter 320 Lao Gan Ma

Chapter 320 Lao Gan Ma

Chapter 320 Lao Gan Ma

The flashlight shone over, and an instructor opened the door of Dormitory No. 7 and looked inside. He saw that everyone on the bed was lying straight, as if they were asleep. The dormitory was very quiet.

Suddenly, there was a "click".

Lu Yuanqiu glanced sideways and found that the wet towel beside the uncle's bed had fallen to the ground. The uncle swallowed his saliva with a "gulp" and lay there motionless.

The instructor moved away the flashlight and closed the dormitory door. Only when the footsteps could no longer be heard did the eight people in the dormitory breathe a sigh of relief.

Finkel rubbed his neck and said in bed: "Let's go to bed quickly. We have to get up early for training tomorrow. Our instructor will definitely give us a warning on the first day. He doesn't look like someone you can easily mess with."

Zheng Yifeng placed the small wooden stick under his pillow and closed his eyes.

At this time, there was a sound of someone getting out of bed, "Kids, you go to sleep first, I can't stand it, it's too dirty." The uncle got up in the dark, grabbed the wet towel and started wiping the floor again.

Lu Yuanqiu: “…”

At this time, he heard some other noise, so he stood up and looked towards his lower bunk, and found that Zhong Jincheng was eating a chicken leg.

This kid eats so fast...

Lu Yuanqiu went back to bed. He kept Finkel's words in mind, hid the piece of seaweed under his pillow, patted it carefully, closed his eyes and fell asleep contentedly.

Early the next morning, the assembly whistle sounded.

The boys from the entire third company lined up in dormitories and walked towards the cafeteria.

Everyone changed into military training uniforms.

Zhong Jincheng looked at the Taoist priest's ponytail from behind, reached out and adjusted it, and said, "Taoist priest, you look so attractive from behind."

Finkel came over silently: "Finally, I'm not the only one who feels this way."

Xu Siyang seemed to be still asleep. He put his sword finger to his lips and muttered with his eyes closed: "My mind is so clear, but my heart is disturbed——"

"Still talking?!"

An instructor suddenly glared at him from the side, scaring Zhong Jincheng so much that he immediately started to march. The Taoist priest also instantly became alert and decisively shut up.

Lu Yuanqiu looked around but didn't see any girls. When he saw the instructor walking away, he said with his lips moving, "Senior, can't we see any girls?"

Finkel responded with his lips moving in the same way: "We can see each other at mealtimes. We share a round table in one dormitory, with men and women standing together. During training... it depends on your luck."

Lu Yuanqiu nodded silently. Seeing another instructor coming over, he immediately raised his head and chest with a serious expression.

These instructors are really fierce, and each of them looks like they are owed millions.

They lined up in a long queue along the cement road to the cafeteria. According to the instructor's assignment, Lu Yuanqiu and eight other people lined up and walked in one by one. They randomly chose a round table in the corner to stand at.

There are no chairs at the table!

Lu Yuanqiu finally understood which "station" the senior was talking about as the "mixed station for both men and women". He thought it was... cough.

At this moment, in the originally quiet restaurant, the boys suddenly turned their heads in unison and looked towards the door.

They were all stunned for a moment, then looked away, with an expression of suppressed excitement. Some of them lowered their heads and talked in low voices. It was not until the instructor at the door shouted "Quiet" that the talking people shut up.

The eight people in the corner seemed to be a beat slow, and it was only after Zheng Yifeng reminded them with his eyes that Lu Yuanqiu was the last one to turn around and look back.

Bai Qingxia, Liu Wangchun, Long Liandong, these three girls stood at the entrance of the restaurant, wearing military training uniforms, facing the blue sky and green leaves, with different expressions and different standing postures, but they were all as beautiful as three different paintings. Liu Wangchun, who had a bun, was as energetic as spring, Long Liandong, who had long black hair, was as cold and aloof as winter, and Bai Qingxia, who had a single ponytail, seemed to embody all the beauty of summer with her slender figure, weak and pure, yet cold and unapproachable. The occasional brilliance in her charming eyes made people feel that she also had a gentle, lovely, optimistic and positive side.

Lu Yuanqiu smiled when he saw this, and while no instructor was looking at him, he quickly raised his arm and waved at Bai Qingxia at the door.

He was the only one at the scene who could do this. Many boys looked towards the corner eagerly, regretting that they had chosen the wrong position.

Liu Wangchun smiled and pointed to the corner towards Bai Qingxia. Bai Qingxia, who had not dared to look up, finally saw Lu Yuanqiu. She smiled with surprise. The two of them had not seen each other for just one night, but they seemed to have gone through a lot of hardships.

The eight people from the two dormitories stood smoothly at adjacent tables, with Bai Qingxia standing next to Lu Yuanqiu.

Long Liandong quietly watched the two people in front of her communicating with their eyes, her expression a little dazed. After noticing Liu Wangchun's provocative look at her, Long Liandong coldly avoided his gaze.

The instructors began to distribute breakfast to the tables one by one. A head instructor with short hair and a more serious expression than Mao Sheng stood at the door, looking at his watch, and said, "You have 10 minutes to eat breakfast. After you finish, gather!"

As soon as he left, the students in the restaurant immediately began to communicate with each other with confidence.

Lu Yuanqiu looked down at the breakfast on the table with a dull look in his eyes.

Steamed bun!

pickle!

White porridge!

"Gurgle gurgle--" Zheng Yifeng was very adaptable and started to drink the porridge.

Finkel said in a sneer, "Eat quickly, or you'll be punished."

After he said that, he picked up a steamed bun from the basket and stuffed it into his pocket in front of everyone. Then he picked up another new steamed bun and started to eat it in big bites, like a hungry wolf.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanqiu imitated him, and the others quickly followed suit. Zhong Jincheng was stunned for a moment, and simply hid three buns, two in his pockets and one in his crotch.

Finkel was a little confused: "What are you doing? I'm afraid I'll be punished and miss lunch at noon, so I'm preparing for a rainy day."

The other seven looked at him and said in unison with serious expressions: "Me too!"

The girls next door stared at the scene in a daze. They were too embarrassed to do the same and so did not follow suit.

Bai Qingxia turned around and carefully put the pickles on her plate into Lu Yuanqiu's plate, then raised her little face towards Lu Yuanqiu and said, "I don't like this."

"Plop!" The steamed bun in Liang Jingfeng's hand fell on the table, and he suddenly lost his appetite.

Bai Qingxia glanced at him strangely, ignored him and turned away.

Liu Wangchun gave her half of his pickles and frowned, "Silly girl, can you eat just the steamed buns?"

Bai Qingxia stubbornly returned the pickles to her, muttering: "The steamed buns are delicious, of course I can eat them." She was not lying. In the past, being able to eat steamed buns and drink white porridge was already good enough in her life.

Lu Yuanqiu knew her character and said nothing more. He ate the steamed buns with pickles and asked Finger, "Is there no canteen here?"

Finkel said with great experience: "Yes, but it is not open to us. You can tell the cooks here and ask them to help bring some things, but you can only bring one bottle of Lao Gan Ma at most. The instructor will just turn a blind eye if he sees it, but other things are not allowed."

Zhong Jincheng laughed out loud: "Pfft, Lao Gan Ma..."

Finkel's eyes were deep: "Don't laugh, people who often go through military training know that from today on, that thing is our real mother."

(End of this chapter)