God of Life

"What do you mean buddy?"

Song Chen was used to having a cold face, but now he was asking aggressively, and he was quite ruthless.

However, this guy is too handsome, and his height is not too high. He will be 175 cm in shoes, and his deterrent effect is not enough after all.

Gao Hu was taken aback for a moment, and then spat at his side in disdain.

"I said Wang Yan has no ability and no qualifications to fight for the flag bearer! What's the matter?!"

"You...how old are you?!"

Song Chen was furious, but firstly he didn't know how to fight, and secondly he didn't know how to quarrel, so a dry questioning made him appear weak.

"Then how old are you?"

Gao Hu sneered, sat on the ground and looked at Song Chen.

"The 7 reserve flag bearers are all around 1.8 meters. You are not tall enough to make up for your appearance. How dare you beep? What's the matter, being coaxed by girls every day, do you really think you are the proud son of heaven? Being a flag bearer depends on your appearance. Body, not face!"

"wrong."

Song Chen was about to explode, when the instructor Yan Chuan suddenly interrupted.

"Being a standard bearer depends on basic skills and spiritual will. Gao Hu, you may not be able to do it, and Song Chen may not be able to do it. There are still 11 days left, and everything is possible."

Seeing that neither of them was very convinced, Yan Chuan changed the subject and began to criticize the impulsiveness of the two of them again.

"The army pays attention to obedience, but it also encourages fair competition. As long as you don't make trouble behind your back, whoever is stronger can take away the honor."

"Listen up, all of you, although I personally think that fighting between men is sometimes more conducive to enhancing friendship, but this is military training, who dares to fight and cause trouble, don't even think about credits, honors, etc. It's a circular criticism."

"So you practice hard, and I promise you will be selected fairly. In the end, facts trump everything else. Do you understand?"

Gao Hu and Song Chen didn't say anything.

The instructor widened his eyes and raised his voice: "Do you understand?!"

"yes!"

"understood!"

After the two little chickens were suppressed, Yan Chuan no longer paid any attention to the secret confrontation between them.

In the barracks, the young men are more vigorous, what kind of thorns are there?

In the end, not all of them were tempered into refined steel!

Yan Chuan looked at them as if he was watching children quarreling, as long as they didn't fight or affect the training, he didn't bother to care about anything else.

It would be a good thing if it could arouse their competitive spirit.

Gao Hu quickly realized the attitude of the instructor, sat there and said another word of joy.

"Really, you two, it's more suitable to hang out with girls. To be the standard bearer? I'll leave it here, neither of you can do it! If you don't agree, come with me!"

"Just what? Shunguai?!"

Wang Yan's sudden venomous tongue amused everyone.

"you!"

Gao Hu froze for a moment, his black face turned purple with anger.

When Song Chen lost his temper with a pale face, Gao Hu was not afraid at all, but when Wang Yan poked at people's doors so calmly, Gao Hu ached.

"Lying on the stomach like a dead dog, what's the use of your stubborn mouth? Let's see you in skills!"

"If it wasn't for Brother Wang..."

Song Chen was about to explain, but was grabbed by Wang Yan.

"Okay, let's use skills to speak."

Wang Yan accepted the challenge calmly, but a wildfire was burning in his heart, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

"Brother Wang..."

Song Chen felt a little wronged, why didn't you let me finish my sentence? Today is obviously not your fault!

Wang Yan shook his head, signaling Song Chen not to mention it again.

What is there to explain to the troll who clearly dislikes you?

Action is the most powerful weapon, results are the loudest slap.

Yan Chuan watched coldly, his impression of Wang Yan changed again.

Although his physical fitness is poor, his ambition is not bad. He has courage and ambition, which can be regarded as a talent to be made.

Therefore, in the next training, Wang Yan became more and more strict.

However, Wang Yan's performance was still the worst among the eight, staggering the whole time, like sleepwalking.

Seeing this, Gao Hu became more and more cynical, and in the end,

Not only those students from other classes looked down on Wang Yan, but even Xu Tianci felt ashamed.

What the hell?

Big talker!

...

After training, Wang Yan dragged his tired body back to the dormitory, took a shower, picked up the "Blue Blood Origin: The Meaning of Luxury", and casually flipped through it for two hours.

Since he got the habit of reading, today is the day when Wang Yan's reading efficiency is the lowest.

But not reading is uncomfortable, and I always feel empty in my heart, without any stability.

In fact, it is not impossible to make an exception once.

A special situation will not produce any bad consequences, and it will remain the same as it will be tomorrow.

But Wang Yan just didn't want to open this hole for himself, not even once.

Brother is only 19 years old this year, and it should be the time when he is most energetic.

If you kill your energy now, how will you live in the future? !

Are you drunk every day? !

Fuck you!

Knock you to death!

...

After spending two hours with himself, he threw away the book and casually sent Liu Li a message, and Wang Yan soon fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was 3 in the morning.

Stretching my waist, my whole body was crackling, full of energy, and extremely comfortable.

I closed my eyes before 8 o'clock, and only slept for a total of more than 7 hours, but restored the empty physical strength to full. From this, it can be seen that a constitution of 79 points is extremely powerful after all.

After washing up lightly, Wang Yan picked up the "Blue Blood Origin: The Meaning of Luxury" again and went to the stairs in the corridor.

When I was flipping through this book yesterday, Wang Yan found some of it very interesting, but at the time his mind was in a mess and he didn't think about it very carefully.

I happened to read it again today, with [speed reading] skills, I can almost finish reading the dry stuff in two hours.

Before 5:30, Wang Yan closed the book, patted his sore buttocks, put on his military training uniform, and strolled to the grove beside the lotus pond.

Star Master's style of study is not particularly good, but it is not bad. In the early morning, there are already many people studying in the morning.

Uh, it's all young ladies.

Wang Yan blocked those strange eyes along the way, found an open space on his own, and began to practice forward step decomposition movements.

There are three most important basic skills for a flag bearer in a phalanx.

They are standing posture, stepping forward, and holding the flag.

Because it does not involve raising the flag, it is relatively simple.

In terms of standing posture, Wang Yan's posture was straight, so he could just strengthen it a little.

So the focus is on going forward and holding the flag.

Such basic skills, in the words of Liu Li and the others: There is no way to do it, you can only practice hard.

When you have practiced enough to engrave it into your bones and form muscle memory, then there will be no mistakes.

Wang Shao made a statement yesterday: Within 10 days, I will no longer be a hero, but a big soldier!

Isn't it just practice?

Come!

Put the mobile phone on the instep, raise your leg and start to stand in a military posture.

I stood there until 8:00 and had to go out for exercises. I hurriedly bought a piece of cake, gnawed it and rushed to the training ground.

When I arrived at the place, my legs were sore and trembling, and my movement was only a little better than yesterday. It was another morning full of ridicule.

After lunch at noon, I took a taxi to find the nearest big foot therapy shop, soaking feet with traditional Chinese medicine and massage.

In the afternoon, both the flagpole and the national flag arrived, and there was an additional flag holding in the training program.

After dinner, the other students went to pull songs. Wang Yan took the flagpole to the lotus pond and continued to sing.

It was almost 11 o'clock before returning to the dormitory. The sand sculptures were both distressed and puzzled.

"Brother Wang, what are you trying to do?"

"That's right! You said it's just a standard bearer, what's there to fight for?"

"If you want me to say, it's almost enough. Our class is also short of a standard bearer. Boss, no one can compete with you!"

Wang Yan smiled and didn't say anything, but he suddenly thought of Liu Li.

There is some persistence, and there is really no need to expect outsiders to understand.

It doesn't matter, someone will always understand.

If not, I know enough about it myself.

The strength of Shenhao is more concerned about money.