Demon Change the Earth

In a blink of an eye, the military training has reached the fourth day.

Standing in a military posture, kicking a straight step, standing at attention and taking a rest, turning left and right, marching and training, and tidying up housework... After the initial hard work, most people have adapted.

The first-year freshmen began to feel the charm of military camp life, gradually immersed in a collective atmosphere, learned to have fun while suffering, and also shortened the distance between each other.

Ma Liang also became talking and laughing.

The people and things around him, like the hot weather and sunshine, embraced him and melted him all the time, making him, a "weird" who was always lonely, alienated and slightly melancholy, begin to integrate into the atmosphere of the collective inside.

After lunch that day, Ma Liang sneaked out of the camp with four or five boys who shared the same bed, and came to a remote corner along the wall of the green belt.

The wall here is only one meter long, and the top is surrounded by fences. The other side of the wall is the family area of ​​the base, and freshmen are usually forbidden to approach it.

There are shops in the family area, where you can buy good things that the big guys are in desperate need of.

There are no villages in front of this ghostly place, and no shops in the back. Except for the recruits in training, only the families of officers and soldiers stationed at the base run a few small businesses.

Relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to eat water, relying on this training camp, they will naturally eat their raw melon eggs.

When Ma Liang and the others arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered around, sneaking around like secret agents.

"How much is Spring City!?"

"Ten dollars!"

"What, it's only three yuan a pack outside, and you sell it for ten yuan!?"

"Do you want to buy it? Don't buy the next one!"

"Buy, buy, buy, give me two packs, and a box of Golden Throat Lozenges."

"A total of 35!"

"... A profiteer, what a profiteer!"

"Are you alright? It's my turn. Bring me an Ashima, three boxes of Golden Throat, and two bottles of Fengyoujing...Is there any toilet water? Then, bring me two bottles."

...

It was noisy, and it took a while for Ma Liang and the others to turn.

At this moment, a group of girls came out of the woods shyly. Seeing the movement here, they came here with small cheers.

The boys got excited and didn't want to leave at first. The thick-skinned ones just stared at the girls' waists and faces, and the thin-skinned ones pretended to be serious, but in fact, the peripheral vision of their eyes has been following these youths. Slender figure.

A buddy next to Ma Liang sighed: "It is said that after serving in the army for three years, a sow becomes a scorpion. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. I'm only a few days old, why do they look like gods!?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone felt the same way.

For example, during training, as soon as they got near the girls' phalanx, they all seemed to have been slapped with chicken blood. Their eyes were like radar waves, and they found a few good seedlings under the same uniforms.

During the break, someone had already found out their departments, classes, and names.

The same is true for girls.

They had more rest time than the boys, so they sat boldly in the shade of the trees around the boys' queue, pointing, whispering, and laughing coquettishly from time to time.

At this time, the boys are extra energetic, shouting slogans a little louder than usual.

Youth!

Ma Liang's mental age is no longer young, and his temperament and city are not comparable to these freshmen.

But it is this youth, this restlessness, this heat, and this vitality that warms and awakens his old memories day by day, allowing him to break free from those not-so-good past events, focus on the present, and immerse himself in it.

The girls are urging at the back, and the boys in the front are much more efficient, and no one complains about the price.

Wang Fei: "Damn, the old horse's conditions are good, can you smoke Yuxi?"

Ma Liang also bought a lot of things, and there are cigarettes, whether it is the old time and space or the new time and space,

He is a senior old smoker, "No way, I have a mine at home."

In 2003, the Internet slang was not popular and popular, so this self-deprecating stalk had no effect. Others really thought that his family was a local tyrant mining, and the eyes of several people changed a little.

In fact, this is just a habit, and I regret buying it.

Wang Fei: "So you're a rich second generation, so what are you waiting for, how many brothers?"

Ma Liang hurriedly avoided the other people's booing, and said, "You can smoke cigarettes together, and you don't need anything else. Back off, everyone back off!"

Zhu Ming said: "It's a pity that there are no restaurants around, otherwise I would be able to eat a big family today!"

Wang Fei: "What's the matter, the military training is only for two weeks, and I will let the old horse treat me when I go back to school."

Ma Liang rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said, "Why, what is due to you or what is owed to you?"

"Hey, old horse, it's not meaningful for you to say that. Forgot that I brought you a basin of water yesterday?"

"Yeah, yeah, I even twisted the water bottle for you."

"I... I also washed your socks for you!"

Ma Liang laughed as soon as he heard it, glared at the nonsense guy, and said, "Say it again, who did you wash the socks for?"

This buddy wears thick myopia glasses, his name is Liu Bing or Zhang Bing, Ma Liang doesn't remember either.

"Oh, isn't it yours? No, I washed several extra pairs of socks today."

"You wash Bai Xiaoshu's, he is sick, the instructor ordered, mother, open your eyes and talk nonsense!" Ma Liang raised his hand and was about to pull it away, and the man with glasses quickly avoided it.

A few people laughed and unwrapped the pack of cigarettes that Ma Liang had bought, and opened two packs. The people around them, those they knew or not, scattered around.

"Thanks buddy!"

"Oh, what a smoke!"

"In your department, what class are you in?"

"Department of Arts and Crafts, Class Two, how about you?"

"Arts and crafts are good, and there are so many beauties, we will be miserable, and the computer ones will be miserable."

The movement here successfully attracted the attention of the girls. Several girls bit their ears together, and they didn't know what they said, but a burst of crisp laughter came.

The animals became even more excited when they saw them, and they didn't intend to leave at all. They lit up cigarettes and squatted under a big tree, puffing and puffing, all of them pretending to be serious.

"You guys, what are you doing!!"

The sudden voice stunned everyone.

Ma Liang reacted the fastest, grabbed the plastic bag, got up and ran.

Only then did the others come to their senses, and they scattered with a coaxing sound.

He rushed back to the dormitory sneakily, just in time to bump into the instructor inspecting the internal affairs. There was a row of people standing at the door of the dormitory, and a piece of something he just bought was placed in front of him.

Ma Liang hid the things under the sink and stood there as if nothing had happened.

The training in the afternoon really increased the amount!

This time it will be miserable.

At night, I was wailing all over the place, lying on the bed, feeling that my legs and feet were not my own, and my whole body was sore. The clothes on my body were wet and dry, and I could see streaks of salt when I took them off.

The instructors pulled them up one by one, and rushed to wash them. Ma Liang's feet had blisters, which were also broken by him with a needle.

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With the lights off, Ma Liang lay on the bed, realizing that today is the fifth day after traveling back.

The Answerer is dying, and it's time to squeeze out his residual value.