He Is Warmer Than Time

When Song Ran brought a stack of notebooks and a box of pens to Zou Long and the others, a group of big bosses surrounded the hard-sealed notebook, but they didn't dare to touch it.

Zou Long touched the back of his head: "What is this going to do?"

Song Ran hesitated to say something, and after hesitating for a while, he said: "That's it. Jing Xing reported your situation to the leaders of the troops. They agreed that you have made a lot of hard work this time, so they plan to forgive you for what you committed before offense."

A group of big bosses immediately cheered and began to celebrate.

Song Ran waved his hand: "The pardon can be pardoned, but...you have to receive re-education."

A group of people stopped cheering: "What is re-education?"

If you don't even know how to educate, these big bosses will probably only shoot and hit people. This is really a long way to go.

Song Ran handed out the notebooks and pens to each of them. The old folks held the notebooks just like the first-grade children got the textbooks. They were full of novelty and couldn't put it down and touched the notebooks and pens in their hands.

Song Ran coughed lightly: "To put it simply, at 8 o'clock in the morning every day, you will enter the army for classroom education. You may be a bit weaker. Start with the most basic literacy. There are special officers in the army. As a lecturer for you, that...you must study hard and don't let the group leader Gu and the organization expect you, you know?"

The rough guys are generally eager to learn. Of course, they don't know how boring and boring learning is before the class starts.

Song Ran said that, all of them were very enthusiastic, and all of them patted their chests to make sure that they would never disappoint Head Gu's good intentions.

Of course, this enthusiasm for learning only lasted two days.

Two days later, Wang Hu, the second boss under Zou Long, said to Zou Long with a sad face: "Brother Long, what the **** are we suffering? Go to class every day, I think it’s better to do it for three to five years. Prison."

The next group of people pitifully echoed: "That's right, it's better to go to jail. That female officer is really **** harsh. I made a mistake when I dictated it yesterday. The **** asked me to copy it a hundred times. , My hands are still shaking now, I would rather go to jail."

Zou Long looked at them with a hatred of iron and steel: "The above has given you opportunities. You must cherish it, you know? Study hard and strive to get your education early."

"Chef? Is learning how to have something to do with the cook? What do you mean?"

Zou Long:...

Raising his hand is a punch: "How the **** do you know how to eat, have you copied it a hundred times? If you haven't finished copying, let me continue to copy."

The group of people who used to shout and kill are all sitting neatly at the small table, learning to write seriously in front of the dim light.

Zou Long let out a sigh of relief. The second Miss and Head Gu finally won the opportunity for them to re-behave, and they must cherish it.

In the barracks, after Song Ran breast-feeds the children, Gu Jingxing hugged her into the room, Song Ran whispered: "Your injury..."

"I'm recovering quickly, it's no longer a problem."

Song Ran nestled in his arms: "How is Zou Long and the others in class recently?"

Gu Jingxing stretched out his hand and pressed his temple: "It's... it's okay."

Song Ran held his face: "You tell me the truth."

Gu Jingxing gave a light cough, "Major Su who taught them complains to me about a hundred times a day. It looks a bit pitiful."