If you remember correctly, this guy went into the dormitory with his brother to catch his instructor that day. He was very impressed with him because his brother punished him for running ten laps on the playground, which was also supervised by this man. At that time, he put water on him and asked him to count the laps by himself.
Hey, at that time, he dawdled for two laps, and then lied that he had finished ten laps.
This guy talks many times better than his brother.
When the instructor in charge of attendance saw Zhang bingchao looking at himself, an ominous premonition suddenly floated in his heart. What bad idea is the little fox playing?
Zhang Bing: "instructor Yang is not busy now. I wonder if you can teach me to play the positive step?"
Instructor Yang's mouth is smoking wildly. I bought a watch last year! It's none of his business. He's lying down and shot. Is there any.
"Cough" he cleared his throat and knew that Zhang Bing recognized himself. He suddenly regretted that he didn't disguise himself in a camouflage when he went out today. If he made up, even his mother couldn't recognize him. See how the boy recognized himself.
"This, this, I have to ask the leader if this can be done."
It's always good to report to the leader, and the leader is no one else, just the boy's brother.
Zhang Bing is speechless. He has to report something so big to the leaders. Can their leaders be busy? I rolled my eyes silently in my heart.
Instructor Yang went aside and called Zhang Mingdi.
"Brigade commander, it's Yang Kai. I have something to ask you for instructions. Classmate Zhang Bing took the initiative to find me and proposed to give him extra time training to play the positive step project. Please give your instructions whether you agree or not."
Zhang Mingdi frowns. What tricks is Zhang Bing playing.
Since he is abusing himself, don't blame him for his impoliteness. "I agree. If you give him extra time training, you must let him master the essentials of playing the positive step flexibly and freely."
"Yes!"
With the brigade commander, he can train the boy.
"Zhang Bing, I have reported to the leader. I agree with your request. You come with me." instructor Yang.
Instructor Lin pointed to himself and asked him if he wanted to wait for him. They made eye contact. Yang Kai whispered to him, "you go to work on yourself first. I'll teach him. Remember to call me a meal and go back. I'll eat when I'm finished."
They are fellow townsmen and have always had a good relationship, so they don't have to avoid outsiders.
Instructor Lin nodded and gave him an expression of self-help. Yang Kai had not seen the power of the boy. After he learned it, he would know what kind of life he lived every day.
This point is the time for dinner. The people on the playground have basically gone. Out of the uncle who takes care of the playground, there are only two people left on the playground, instructor Yang and Zhang Bing.
Instructor Yang led him to a slightly remote corner.
"Stand at attention," he began to shout the command.
Kobayashi complained many times in front of him. He said that there was a wonderful flower in his class. He kicked the right step and turned smoothly. To what extent, tut tut Tut, it was nothing in the sky or in the earth!
There are wonderful flowers every year, especially this year.
He wanted to see how wonderful the brigade commander's brother, who had been complained about countless times by XIAOLINZI, was.
Zhang Bing was very cooperative and obeyed his instructions.
But!
There are some things that you can't succeed with your efforts. For example, now Zhang Bing is really hard-working and hard-working, but he just can't take a good step. He turns smoothly when he walks.
Yang Kai looked at the sky speechless. His mother, the brigade commander is so excellent and excellent. How can he have such an unreliable brother.
"When the left foot moves forward, the left hand has to move backward. Like me, yes, so, follow me..." I took the trouble to teach it again, again and again.
But Zhang Bing made little progress.
Kicking Zhengbu involves the problem of hand and foot coordination, and Zhang Bing, except that his hands and feet are slightly coordinated during fighting, he is really not very coordinated at other times. He is used to fooling around and has never paid much attention to one thing. It is one thing to enter the University. Another thing is that he is now in this matter.
It's much better now than when he took the first step without eyes, but it's far from enough. He still has a long way to go before he can get the certificate of excellence.
Yang Kai was tortured by Zhang Bing. The boy fainted once and was sent to the hospital for several days. I wonder if he can pretend to be dizzy now?
He regretted that he shouldn't go with XIAOLINZI today. He ran into this God of plague. Now he can't shake it off.
"Classmate Zhang Bing, it's late today. I think you should be hungry too. Why don't you stop here and continue tomorrow."
Yang Kai euphemistically expressed his meaning. He can't be too direct. After all, this boy is the brother of the brigade commander.
Zhang Bing immediately understood what he meant. Instructor Yang meant that he was hungry. It doesn't matter. He brought good things!
Take out a square big chocolate from your pants pocket and hand it to the instructor, "instructor, are you hungry? It doesn't matter. I have Snickers. Give you some. You won't be hungry after eating!"
Then, whether Yang Kai wants it or not, he put it directly into his hand.
"Come on, try it. It tastes good."
Yang Kai held the Snickers in his hand and looked at the blue sky silently. Heaven, earth and his mother, let a Taoist take the demon.
This year is his destiny year. It is said that this year will be particularly unlucky. That's true.
Training continues.
"One two one, one two one, left and right, left and right..."
At the entrance of the playground, a military green figure came in. He stood in the corner and looked at their training there from a distance. His eyes as sharp as hawks and falcons could not see any emotion.
To tell the truth, Zhang Bing was surprised to do this.
It's only the first day. I don't know how long this boy's enthusiasm can last.
He didn't go over, looked at it from a distance for a while, and then turned and left the playground.
The next day, just before dawn, outside the dormitory building, the whistle of emergency assembly sounded on time.
"Assemble urgently, all freshmen, pull and practice cross-country for five kilometers!" the voice of the instructor spread to the corridor outside each dormitory through the loud speaker.
The freshmen who were still in their sleep were awakened by the sound of horns.
The freshmen who have gradually become accustomed to this pace of life get up from bed vaguely. Although they complain incessantly, they don't dare to move slowly. After the military training these days, they realize that there will be punishment for being late. The punishment is very severe and can't be avoided. Therefore, they are dead anyway. It's better to die early and give birth early.
Zhang Bing was one of the freshmen in a hurry.
"There are the last ten seconds, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four -" the instructor shouted at the entrance and exit of the dormitory with a horn in one hand and a stopwatch in the other.
A figure rushed out of the corridor.
Everyone stared at him nervously. There was no time left, only the last three seconds.
"Three, two -" the instructor's voice continued without the slightest drainage.
As soon as the word "one!" fell, the figure rushed into the team.
"Instructor, I'm here... Here... Hoo Hoo Hoo..." Zhang Bing was out of breath and rushed to the team at the last second.
The person in charge of attendance was instructor Yang, who tutored him yesterday. Yang Kai nodded,
Oh, my God, he ran to death!
It's so abnormal. It takes him two minutes to get together in five minutes. He has to wear clothes and shoes. He doesn't brush his teeth or wash his face. There's not enough time.
"Join the team." Yang Kai didn't embarrass him and let him join the team.
Zhang Bing panted and stood in. He couldn't stand up. "Now let's invite brigade commander Zhang to speak for you."
Zhang Bing looked up. It looked as if Zhang Mingdi, dressed in a rigorous military uniform, was walking in the middle of the stage.
"Take a break and stand at attention. Today, everyone's performance is good. No one is late. I'm very glad that you are not only college students, but also reservists. As a soldier, you need to have such vigorous and resolute action..."
As he said, Zhang Mingdi's style of action was very vigorous and resolute. He quickly finished his speech in three minutes and asked his subordinates to arrange students for hiking and cross-country running.
Taking the class as the unit, each class is divided into three teams. Under the leadership of the instructor, class after class, orderly and orderly.
Zhang Mingdi watched the scene with satisfaction.
Zhang Bing passed him by.
Zhang Bing turned back and looked at his brother's angular and resolute face. He was so absorbed that he stumbled into the classmate in front of him.
Because everyone ran cross-country in a row, his collision almost had a domino effect. The person in front almost fell down several times when he hit the person in front.
The cry of surprise reached Zhang Mingdi's ears, and he looked coldly at it.
The culprit was no one else, but his brother Zhang Bing.
Zhang Bing hurriedly got up from the ground and lost such a big man. His face was red and his ears were red.
I don't know why. Don't be afraid to let his brother see his embarrassing scene. Subconsciously, Zhang bingte turned back and looked at his brother not far away. Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingdi's condensed eyes swept over, and their eyes were right on each other.
He quickly lowered his head and wanted to find a seam to drill in and never come out again. It was a shame.
"What are you doing? You're distracted when running." Zhang Mingdi's low and magnetic voice spread far away.
Zhang Bing sighed deeply at the bottom of his heart. Alas, he was so bad early in the morning. Sure enough, as long as his brother was present, he had nothing good to do.