Chapter 335 Little Star

"I want to eat meat!!!"

On the fifth day of military training, just after dawn, Zhong Jincheng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly let out a howl, followed by a series of pig-like grunts.

Lu Yuanqiu opened his eyes and glanced at the time on his phone.

"Scream, scream, scream, scream your mother! It's only six o'clock and you woke me up! F*ck!"

After complaining a few words, he turned over and continued to sleep, mumbling. The bed creaked. Zheng Yifeng, who was sleeping on the lower bunk, frowned and covered his head with the pillow.

In the dormitory, Finkel's shouts were like thunder.

However, his snoring seems to have evolved in recent days. In between the tractor sounds, there would occasionally be one or two train whistle-like sounds, which were very high-pitched and shrill.

But he also had a bad habit. Every time he blew the whistle, there would be a sudden silence. Lu Yuanqiu thought he was suffocating a few times. He was so scared that he quickly sat up from the bed, staring at Finkel's bed. After all, he had seen similar news before.

But after four or five seconds, Finkel's snoring returned to normal again. Lu Yuanqiu scratched his head and could only lie back down.

I feel annoyed when I hear snoring, but I feel scared when I can’t hear it.

At this moment, the seven people in the dormitory were still lying on the beds, but the uncle had finished washing up. He smoothed his middle-parted toothbrush and put it away. Then he turned around and saw a pile of white paper balls thrown on the ground.

So he took the broom and went to clean as usual. After finishing, the uncle poured water into everyone's toothbrush cup and squeezed toothpaste for them. Anyway, the children would have to get up soon.

After training for a whole morning, everyone walked into the cafeteria exhausted.

Looking at the fried bean sprouts and mung bean sprouts and fried potato shreds and potato chips on the table, Lu Yuanqiu laughed angrily. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he felt like retching. Lu Yuanqiu quickly puffed up his mouth, and after a dull expression for two seconds, he forced himself to swallow back the food that was coming up.

"Ah~so sour." He rolled his eyes in pleasure.

"Hey~ Lu Yuanqiu, you are so disgusting." Liu Wangchun stood aside with disgust.

Lu Yuanqiu glanced at her and sneered, "Tsk!"

I have long hair but little knowledge. The professional term for this behavior is rumination. It's obvious that I haven't seen enough of the animal world.

Bai Qingxia was carefully putting some Lao Gan Ma into the steamed bun, then she turned around and handed the bun to Lu Yuanqiu, saying cutely, "Eat this."

Lu Yuanqiu's expression changed instantly, and he took it with a wronged tone: "Little Swan is still good to me, sob."

Bai Qingxia raised her head and smiled at him foolishly.

Long Liandong was tearing a steamed bun while looking at the scene. He had no appetite to begin with, and now he had even less appetite.

"Zheng Yifeng, do you know Nezha?"

Zhong Jincheng placed the empty bottle of Lao Gan Ma on the table and asked Zheng Yifeng.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zheng Yifeng knew what he was going to say, so Zheng Yifeng shook his head expressionlessly: "I don't know."

Liang Jingfeng replied in a bored tone: "I know Nezha, what's wrong with him? Is he also undergoing military training?"

"Liang Jingfeng, Nezha knew at the age of seven that he had to cut his bones to return to his father and cut his flesh to return to his mother. You are already 18 years old. Seeing that your father can't eat meat, isn't it time for you to do something too?" Zhong Jincheng pointed at him with chopsticks and spoke provocatively.

Liang Jingfeng rolled his eyes to the sky, regretted responding, and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

But the girls in the back were amused by Zhong Jincheng, and Long Liandong also curled up the corners of his mouth. Seeing the beauties smiling sweetly, Liang Jingfeng suddenly felt happy again.

The Taoist priest suddenly looked up and yelled, "Senior, what are you eating?!"

Finkel was stunned and quickly increased his eating speed. He gnawed the chicken leg in his hand quickly. Seeing this, Lu Yuanqiu quickly stepped forward and restrained his arm: "Senior! Let me take a bite! Just a small bite! I beg you, senior! Bah! Godfather!"

Zhong Jincheng also rushed over: "The chicken leg was originally mine! I was wondering why you didn't eat it! You kept it until now! Give it back to me now!"

Lu Yuanqiu was suddenly stunned, and then he remembered that there was a piece of seaweed under his pillow. The senior reminded him to eat it on the fifth day. But he couldn't let go of the chicken drumstick in front of him!

As Lu Yuanqiu and the other two rushed towards him, Liang Jingfeng, the Taoist priest, Zhang Yang and others quickly joined the battlefield. Zheng Yifeng raised his foot to move, and Finkel was covered with big men. The girls looked at the pile of strange shapes lying on the ground, their sanity values dropped wildly, and they quickly made way to the side.

Bai Qingxia bent down and reminded Lu Yuanqiu: "Be careful, don't hit your head."

Lu Yuanqiu bared his teeth and turned his head towards her: "Please let me go. I must have the chicken leg today! If I can't have it, I won't be the most handsome man in the world!"

Liu Wangchun pulled Bai Qingxia away and frowned, "Ignore them. They are so childish and not quiet and honest at all. Can't they learn from Zheng Yifeng?"

With a ferocious expression, Lu Yuanqiu stretched out his tongue towards the chicken leg in Finkel's hand. Just when there were only ten centimeters left and he thought he was about to succeed, Zhong Jincheng suddenly bit the chicken leg, then laughed like a monkey, quickly got up and ran to the side to eat the chicken leg clean, even the bone, and finally licked his fingers.

"Mmm, it smells good. It smells good."

Bai Qingxia withdrew her gaze, looked down, and found that Lu Yuanqiu was sitting on the ground with the light in his eyes gone.

……

In the evening, Lu Yuanqiu and others found Instructor Liu's dormitory.

"What's the matter?" Instructor Liu, who was lying on the bed, looked up.

"Instructor, since you can't be the bassist to help us complete the cultural performance, can you please be the teacher?"

Instructor Liu: "Who are you teaching?"

Lu Yuanqiu, Finkel, Zheng Yifeng and Liang Jingfeng stepped aside, revealing Zhong Jincheng standing behind them.

Zhong Jincheng smiled and said, "Hi, instructor."

After he greeted him, he stood at attention with a serious expression.

Instructor Liu snorted and lay down again: "If you want to master it in the remaining 13 days and go on stage, you have to put in some sweat and effort. Have you decided what song to sing?"

"Think about it."

"Which one?"

"Hey! Ha!"

Finkel and Liang Jingfeng suddenly knelt on one knee on both sides, raising their arms with solemn expressions. Lu Yuanqiu stood in the middle, stretched out his arms, put his palms to his temples and lifted them back, then raised his head handsomely with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "Little star."

Instructor Liu was stunned by the three funny "song demonstrations". He came to his senses and asked hesitantly, "The one from Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star?"

Lu Yuanqiu and the other two suddenly lost their momentum.

They quickly explained: "...Of course not, it's Wang Sulong's "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"."

Upon hearing this, Instructor Liu glanced at Zhong Jincheng, a boy who was just over 1.7 meters tall, wore glasses, and had the temperament of a scholar but looked inexplicably vulgar.

He raised his hand in compromise: "Okay, I'll accept you as my disciple!"

"Long live the instructor!!!"

Looking at the excited teenagers in front of him, Instructor Liu laughed while sitting on the bed.

We will only be together for 20 days and may never see each other again, so why not do a good deed and help them put a perfect end to the last military training in their lives?

(End of this chapter)

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