I Really Didn’t Want to Become a Scumbag

　　 Gathered at seven o'clock. Before that, there were two hours of eating and getting to know the new environment. A few people cleaned up briefly and took the iron basin to take a bath.

　　 The dormitory is a three-story cement room, while the bathhouse is a two-story cement room. It is a distance from the dormitory building. At the moment, the six colleges and universities have joined military training. The nearest college arrived at noon, and lined up to take a bath over there.

　　 After finally getting to Zhou Yuwen and others, the defendant was told that there was no hot water.

　　 Wang Zijie has some frizzy hairs: "How can I take a bath without hot water? You don't know how to use a water heater to boil water."

　　 "There is no water heater, only cold water, I love washing but not washing." The man watching the bathhouse was cold.

　　 Wang Zijie wanted to attack, Zhou Yuwen had already entered the bathhouse honestly with the basin, Liu Zhu followed closely, followed by other roommates.

　　 Wang Zijie wanted to bring his roommate to make trouble, but now that there is no one behind him, he doesn't know how to end the scene for a while.

　　 "Can you still wash it?" the man asked impatiently.

　　 "Damn it!" Wang Zijie cursed and turned around and went into the bathhouse.

　　 Actually, it feels okay to take a bath in cold water in September, at least it’s not very cold, so I just took a shower.

　　 "Brother Jie, soap!" Liu Zhu said.

　　 "You're **** poisonous! This soap is made, you **** ask me to borrow it?" Wang Zijie was depressed, and he vomited directly when he heard Liu Zhu's words.

　　 Liu Zhu smiled: "I'm in a hurry, I forgot to bring it."

"Depend on!"

　　 After taking a shower, I went to the cafeteria to eat. Of course, the cafeteria is also a cement room, but it has a high ceiling. On the first day, the cafeteria has unlimited supply. You need to take the dormitory as a unit, a big pot of rice, six dishes and one soup, and steamed buns.

　　 Everyone had been walking for a day. They were really tired. When they first came up, they gobbled it up, and they didn’t taste what it was like. They went back to the dormitory to lie down for a while after they were full.

　　 At seven o'clock, the sharp whistle sounded again, and outside the dormitory door, a soldier in camouflage uniform shouted: "Assemble!"

　　 The students went downstairs one after another. Wang Zijie was completely cured and had no temper. He regretted coming to the military training. Everyone said that military training was a fool. How could he be so serious on the first day?

　　 Putting on camouflage T-shirts, the students went downstairs to stand one after another, led by an instructor, and headed to the school field one by one.

　　 At 7:30 in the afternoon, it was completely dark. The school field in the military barracks was full of student faces. The two sides of the school field were pulled with barbed wire, and high-intensity incandescent lamps were installed all around.

　　 The bright lights made the school field white, and the eyes hurt.

　　Some students stretched out their hands to block them, and were severely reprimanded by the instructor, putting them down.

The chief instructor came to the stage and looked at the young and immature faces in the audience. He looked exhausted. He was very satisfied. He said that you will all be the pillars of the motherland in the future, although we may only get along for half a month. In one month, but as long as you are here, that is my soldier, and you also have the consciousness of being a soldier!

The students under 　　 complained over there, whispering that it’s too tiring. Isn’t military training just playing casually? Why are you so serious?

　　 That is, I came here when I heard that I could touch a gun. If I knew that, then I would not come.

　　 The voices of the students underneath became louder and louder. The chief instructor on the stage didn't speak at all, and let them speak. When the students felt something was wrong, they suddenly quieted down.

　　 This is like a group of sparrows, chirping non-stop, and suddenly there is no sound.

The chief instructor picked up the microphone again and asked: "Are you finished? You have been delayed for fifteen minutes. Originally, it could be over at nine o'clock, but it can only be over at half past nine. If you want to speak, just continue. Anyway, the time is yours."

　　 After the chief instructor said, there was no sound, and everyone stopped talking.

　　 The chief instructor on the stage said: "Then stand still for ten minutes. I'll talk after I stand."

　　 The chief instructor did what he said. The instructors who stood in front of the student team to maintain order kept their waists upright and didn't say a word. The incandescent lights turned their faces white, but these instructors didn't move anything from start to finish.

　　 The students standing underneath are not standard, but at least they are standing there. Some people are muttering and want to talk, but seeing that it is so quiet now, I am really embarrassed to talk.

　　 On the school grounds late at night, only the mosquitoes in the mountains could be heard buzzing.

Looking at his watch, the chief instructor saw that the time was almost up, and he continued: "Okay, now we are assigning teams. I only want to say one thing. Here you are no longer students, you are soldiers, and the mission of a soldier is to obey orders! do you understand!?"

　　 No one answered.

　　 "Do you understand!?" the chief instructor asked harshly.

　　 "Understood!" The students sighed and shouted.

　　 startled a piece of titmouse that had returned home in the distant forest.

　　 Then the chief instructor stepped down. The students finally relaxed and began to whisper again. To be honest, this military training is really not fun. After standing for ten minutes, the waist is sore.

　　 Wang Zijie complains when will this end?

　　 Liu Zhu said, I really want to sleep with my head covered.

　　 Zhou Yuwen feels okay, one thing is that the body can adapt to such an intensity~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The second point is that it is the mystery of the old country. At this time, Zhou Yuwen can only remember.

When he was young, Zhou Yuwen was like Wang Zijie and the others. He was a stinger. He always felt that he was not convinced by anything. He was unique. He wanted to fight with the instructor. It was only after many years that Zhou Yuwen discovered how naive this idea was. In fact, everyone is a small gear in the society, don’t influence others, live your own little life with peace of mind, is the best life state, if you can cooperate, you can cooperate. After all, everyone is not the son of heaven.

　　 "Lao Zhou, are you tired?" Wang Zijie asked.

　　 "It's okay," Zhou Yuwen said.

　　 At this time, the instructors joined the team one by one and began to yell at these students: "Who asked you to talk! Stand up! Stand up!"

　　 The team that had slackened off had to stand up again at this moment.

At this time, the student team with the class as the phalanx began to be divided into two, the boys team, the girls team, and an instructor came over, patrolled the girl’s face and said, "Okay, this team, you follow me. !"

　　 During the military training, the female team was indeed a shooter. These instructors were also young men in their twenties. Maybe when they saw women several times a year, they sharpened their heads and grabbed the female team there.

　　 Even pushing up, some of them handed cigarettes to discuss.

　　 The girls couldn't help but laugh at this scene.

　　 The boys complained, complaining that the world is getting worse.

　　The instructor who didn't grab the girls' team looked displeased: "Damn! What a bad luck!"

　　The leader of Zhou Yuwen's team was a small instructor, who looked quite sturdy, wearing a camouflage uniform and black army boots.

　　 In addition to the boys in Zhou Yuwen's class, there are also boys in another class, gathered together and organized into a continuous class.