Chapter 262

"Report to the instructor!" shouted a straight tempered young man.

The training ground was quiet and everyone looked at the first team.

Lengsa slightly raised his eyebrows, walked to the first team, glanced at the young man's epaulets and said, "Captain, please say."

The young man shouted, "I remember that Feng Cheng's score last night was the seventh from the bottom. He was an hour and 20 minutes late from the minimum standard time. Excuse me... Why did he appear here? Why was he divided into our first team!"

Other members of the team nodded in agreement. They were all elites.

Although I don't know what the training is about, since the unit must have the meaning of the unit. Being scored as a failing guy is likely to drag down their grades.

The most important thing is that they worked hard to get the qualification to stay. This guy is not qualified to stand with them at all.

Lengsa tilted his head slightly, smiled and said, "well, there were only 179 qualified last night. I don't think it's a good team, so I drew one from the eliminated people."

It's true. She doesn't operate secretly to oppress qualified elite places.

Of course, even if there were 180, she had to get 181.

"..." that should also be postponed to the last place behind the passing line, rather than finding a countdown to replace it? Obviously, this reason can not convince the masses.

Leng SA said lazily, "other people have other arrangements and can only draw people from the back as substitutes. What's the matter? Your elites can only form a team with the elites? Then on the battlefield, you won't fight without elite comrades in arms?"

"Instructor, this is unfair to us!" someone angrily pointed out.

Lengsa didn't think so. "Oh, five of the top ten scores last night were in your team. You still think it's unfair. What about others?"

The people of the first team had nothing to say. Lengsa clapped his hands and said, "well, that's the case with the team. If you're not satisfied, hold it for me. But you don't have to worry. The team will change from time to time, and you won't always be the same team. If you want to change your teammates, your achievements in the future will determine what kind of teammates you will have. Understand?"

"I see!" the crowd responded in unison, and the roar on the training ground shook the sky.

Lengsa rubbed his ears in disgust. "Just understand. Listen to the instructor announce your daily training subjects for the next month."

An assistant instructor came forward and announced everyone's daily training subjects in the past month. Many people couldn't help crying in their hearts.

The amount of training is more than three times that of the army. The training that was easy for these elites to achieve now has to work hard.

Leng SA didn't care about the sad eyes and the wailing in his heart. He waved happily to show that the training could begin.

On the training ground, the elite worked hard.

On the edge of the training ground, lengsa sat lazily in the car and drank iced plum soup happily. Although Fu dujun asked her to help with the training, it is impossible for her to be responsible for everything alone. She has found six assistant instructors alone, all of whom are military experts with unique skills.

It's just that I'm a little older and can't compete with these young people anymore.

In the first month, he didn't intend to really teach them any skills, so lengsa arranged all physical training and two hours of liberal arts counseling every day.

Experts in war research and generals in the army were invited to take turns from Yongcheng University. This treatment would never have been enjoyed if it had not been for entering the training camp. Therefore, although they are half dead after training every day, most of the elite still understand that at least few people complain and are tired.

But it's one thing to train to be self-discipline. It's none of lengsa's business how the elites get along with each other.

At the end of the training at noon, lengsa leaned against the car as usual and watched the students disperse. Fu Yucheng, who was walking at the end, obviously faltered.

The last training subject just now is close combat, which is the best time for many people to secretly repair their unpleasant people. Unfortunately, there are many people who don't like Fu Yucheng.

"Madam, Sishao seems to be hurt." Xu Shaoming sat in the driver's seat and looked at it along lengsa's eyes.

Leng SA nodded to show that he saw it, "I'm not seriously hurt. There should be no problem."

Xu Shaoming is still a little worried, "won't anything happen?" after all, it's the fourth Shao of the Fu family. If someone makes a mistake, it's not easy for his wife to explain.

Leng SA said carelessly, "what can I do? He can't cope with this. He should stop working in the army as soon as possible." Xu Shaoming nodded. Of course, he understood what Mrs. Da Shao said, but

"The four young started too late, and it's still difficult for him to mix with these elites." these days, he often sees that Fu Yucheng is very difficult to complete the daily training indicators, and he can't even work overtime in the first few days. And his failure to achieve means that he is weak. The weaker he is, the more people around him look down on him, and the worse his situation in the training camp.

In short, Fu Sishao's life is quite difficult these days.

Leng SA said, "it's your supervisor's fault. I didn't care about it earlier, but now I'm going to pull up seedlings and encourage them. If one accidentally starts heavy, it may not be impossible to pull out the roots together."

Xu Shaoming was speechless. Looking at Fu Yucheng's back slowly and hard to leave, he said, "do you want the doctor to see it?"

"No need, he will report if he can't hold it. Let's go." Leng SA said calmly.

Although she is not a doctor, she is still very experienced in trauma. At a glance, she can see whether Fu Yucheng's injury is serious or not.

Those young elites are not fools. They know what it means to be left behind if Fu Yucheng can sneak in here. It's just a lesson to be angry. If there's really any problem, they can't bear it. Why?

When the car parked at the edge of the training ground left quickly, Fu Yucheng turned and looked at the place where the car left.

He was in pain all over at the moment. He had just been repaired by several people in turn in a close fight. Fu Yucheng didn't know how weak he was. Before entering the training camp, Fu Yucheng felt that even if he was not as good as Fu Fengcheng, he would not be worse than most people. But when he came here, he found that he was really bad.

Once upon a time, in school and Yongcheng, those who felt good about themselves just because someone held him.

Now, once you fall into such an environment that no one holds, your illusory coat immediately disappears and reveals your true colors.

Compared with the physical pain, the psychological blow is actually more painful.

He knew lengsa had been sitting in the car beside the training ground and watching. Under her gaze, he was fell to the ground and stepped on his feet again and again by a group of people. An inexplicable deep sense of shame made Fu Yucheng almost don't want to face lengsa again.

But he also knew that he was not in charge here. Lengsa doesn't want to see him, but he can't choose not to see lengsa.

He won't always be so weak! Fu Yucheng said in his heart that he must be strong and never let that woman see his jokes!

Lengsa returned to his villa in the city. Fu Fengcheng was soaking potions once a day.

Compared with the first violent reaction, Fu Fengcheng's performance has been calm. Old Chinese couldn't help but sit and look at him, saying that the boy was a freak.

Hua Lao knows how painful the potion he concocted is. Moreover, this degree of pain does not say that you are used to no pain at all. It will only make you more afraid to experience such pain again and again. So many people give up halfway, or as long as the doctor thinks it's almost over.

Fu Fengcheng is different. Since the surgical wound healed slightly, he has been soaking for nearly half a month, and he doesn't mean to shrink back at all.

"Madam is back?" seeing lengsa coming in, Fu Fengcheng put down his book and smiled at lengsa.

Lengsa looked at him and asked, "how's it going?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "very good. I think my right leg is about to recover completely. HuaLao's medicine is very useful."

Leng SA went to the sofa and sat down. He smiled at old Hua sitting on one side, "I'm old after working hard these days."

Old Hua glanced at her and said, "you two are strange. Wives run outside all day, and husbands can squat at home."

Of course, he knew that Fu Fengcheng didn't go out often because of his inconvenient legs and feet, but his daughter-in-law, like lengsa, who ran outside all day for several days and didn't come back, completely regardless of what happened at home, was also unheard of.

If the Fu family can tolerate such a daughter-in-law, it can be seen that the ideas of Fu dujun and Fu Dashao are quite different from ordinary people.

Lengsa said with a smile, "let old Hua laugh. If I don't go out tomorrow, let me do these things." because lengsa is not here, Lan Jing has to stay in the house to deal with lengsa's trivial things with Yuan Ying and prepare potions for Fu Fengcheng. Naturally, old Hua can only do it himself.

Fu Fengcheng likes to be quiet. In this villa, except Xu Shaoming and others and kitchen cleaning, there is not even a servant to wait on the daily life.

Old Hua stood up and said, "of course you're here. Do you expect me to take care of the boy?" then he went downstairs with his hands on his back.

Looking at old Hua's back, lengsa couldn't help laughing. "The old man's temper is really strange."

Fu Fengcheng looked at lengsa, "don't you go to the training camp tomorrow?"

Leng SA nodded and said, "I won't go tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It has been arranged. It's nothing for me if someone looks at me. Fu Yingcheng happened to say that there are some things I have to deal with at the automobile factory."

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, "you don't need to stare at it all the time. Don't work too hard."

Leng SA smiled, "I know, I'm not stupid. Besides, have you forgotten what day it is the day after tomorrow?"

Fu Fengcheng really forgot for a moment and raised his eyebrows slightly, "what day?"

Lengsa sighed helplessly: "it's the Mid Autumn Festival. The training camp will also have a day off. The governor asked us to go back for the festival."

Fu Fengcheng suddenly said, "Mid Autumn Festival..."

The Mid Autumn Festival is a reunion festival, but Fu Fengcheng has never had such a festival. In the early years, he was either alone abroad or running around at home. Once or twice, he happened to catch the Mid Autumn Festival. In Yongcheng, he was called back by Mrs. Fu and the old man for the festival, but Fu Fengcheng didn't think it was interesting and didn't care much about it.

Seeing his indifferent look, Leng SA said, "what's the matter? Don't you like it?"

Fu Fengcheng looked at her, shook his head and said with a light smile, "no, this is our first holiday together. I'm very happy."

This year is a different starting point and we should look forward to it.