Rebirth of the National Male God

After Si Huang finished eating the eggs, she clapped her hands and said, "I beat yours together, but just this time."

After all, she was the one who started the chaos in the cafeteria, and it was her compensation for them. However, a place like the army is not like a university, and people cannot be dependent.

The recruits thanked them again and again, even if Si Huang was willing to help them many times, they would not dare to accept it.

This time Shi Lei was the first to start, so they dared to think about it.

After all, under this kind of high-intensity training, if you don't eat breakfast and lunch, you will definitely lose half your life.

The rest time ended soon, and Sihuang quickly returned to her position in the team. Her neat and quick movements made people think that she had been in the army for several years.

In fact, her experience is only from acting in military films in her previous life, and the military training at Jinghua University half a year ago.

As soon as the morning training was over, Si Huang ran to the cafeteria with several other veterans who had completed the 2-minute barrier, even the crown prince was no exception.

As soon as he entered the cafeteria, Si Huang saw Qin Fan sitting inside. The man in a place like the army did not deliberately restrain his aura.

The veterans all showed some surprised expressions when they saw him. As an officer of the base, he still has some benefits. Among other things, at least he eats more food than them, and he doesn't need to eat in the big cafeteria. There is a special officer's dining room.

Si Huang walked to the window where he was cooking, but was stopped by Qin Fan on the way, "I finished cooking for you, come and sit down."

"Wait a minute, I'll help a few people first." Si Huang replied without stopping.

Qin Fan said "um", "Hurry up, the food won't taste good if it's cold."

The sound of hurrying didn't make Sihuang react, but it made the veteran who was cooking in front of Sihuang tremble, silently stepped aside, and went to the end of the line.

Anyway, everyone else is now punished to do push-ups, and there are not many people queuing up in the cafeteria.

The fat master who served the meal also heard Qin Fan's words, his hands and feet did not match his figure, and after asking Si Huang the number of meals he was going to pack, he kindly gave her a disposable paper bowl and put it in a bag for easy carrying. If you use a rice plate, the food is easy to be left alone, and Si Huang has to go back and forth several times to get it.

It turned out that Si Huang thought that there were not many people anyway, and he could fight quickly after queuing up and down a few times according to the rules, so as not to toss with the veterans again. Who would have thought that they would be so honest.

This is clearly a privilege.

Si Huang walked to Qin Fan's table with several bags of stacked paper bowls, and saw a bowl of white rice on the table in front of her, with three dishes and one soup in the middle.

What does it mean to help her make it? It is obvious that it cannot be a big pot of food in the cafeteria.

As soon as Si Huang put the bag away, she sat opposite Qin Fan, picked up chopsticks and started to eat.

After a day of hard work, her appetite was much bigger than usual.

Seeing that she ate a bowl of rice not long after, Qin Fan picked up a spoon and poured soup into her bowl, "Take a sip of soup, and have another bowl?"

"Yeah." Si Huang nodded.

Qin Fan stood up and walked towards the empty window.

The fat master kept an eye on their situation, and when Qin Fan came over, he sent a small wooden barrel of rice out of the window before he opened his mouth, and there was a rice spoon in it.

Qin Fan picked up the rice bucket and left.

How many veterans were stunned by this scene, how many poor people who choked up half of their meals.

The next even more hateful scene happened, Qin Fan took the initiative to take the bowl of soup that Si Huang had just finished drinking, and filled her with rice, and the latter looked calm and not surprised at all!

Fuck! That's Lord Qin, the boss of Blood Banner! Military legend! The youngest general character!

How dare you act a little flattered to die? will die! ?

Even if there is a saying in the army that there is no hierarchy in the cafeteria, it is a good saying, and the respect that should be given cannot be less. How can you treat the officer so naturally and casually? !

The veteran almost gritted his steel teeth, and then looked at Wang Jinchong sympathetically. There is a sense of contrast that both were born by one mother, one is loved all the time, and the other is not loved by the mother.

Wang Jinchong was seen with blue veins on his forehead, and he cursed in his heart: He is not the kind of Sihuang who is good at bullying and flirting, so he doesn't need any favors!

After the two of them finished their meal, the three dishes and one soup were not wasted.

Si Huang pulled a paper towel on the table to wipe her mouth, and heard Qin Fan from the opposite side ask: "Did you fight in the cafeteria today?"

"Yeah." Si Huang just finished eating, and his attitude became a little more lazy.

Qin Fan: "Win the battle?"

"It's a win." Si Huang pointed to his face, "I'm fine, but the people who provoke me will have a bruised nose and a swollen face."

Qin Fan nodded, "Very good."

"Boom—" a discordant voice.

The veteran who dropped the stainless steel spoon quickly picked it up, and found that Qin Fan hadn't noticed him. He felt lucky and had a toothache.

"How did you feel about training this morning?"

"The intensity is quite high, but it is acceptable."

"How's the grade?"

"First."

The few veterans who had been listening to the corner blushed again when they heard this.

Although they also succeeded in the challenge, if they lost in available time, they lost—all the veterans lost to a new young boy!

Qin Fan glanced around, "Did someone bother you during the training?"

"It's not a trouble, it's all resolved." Si Huang laughed. The process was not easy, but the result was very satisfactory.

Qin Fan understood her smile, and he knew she was really happy at a glance, and said flatly: "It's time to let this group of overly proud old fritters suffer a little bit of frustration, if you can suppress it, just suppress it, lest the eyes grow on the top of the head, Can't see the facts."

The veterans who were sold out were all dumbfounded.

Si Huang nodded, "I won't release water."

Qin Fan raised the corners of his lips, "This afternoon is gun training."

The handsome man laughed like this, there was danger in the abstinence, and there was a sense of mystery that you know what others don't, which made Si Huang smile even more happily, and looked at him with twinkling eyes.

"I understand."

What do you understand? We don't understand! veterans.

They only knew that they were blinded by the inexplicable atmosphere of the two in front of them.

Qin Fan was also flashed by Sihuang's smile. His eyes paused, his fingers lightly clenched on the table, and he kept thinking about Sihuang's recent training items. In the end, he could only tighten his lips and hold back his body's eagerness to move. , I warned myself again: the future will last forever... Well, do you want to ask for a change in the training program?

There was a loud noise, and the mighty soldiers rushed towards the cafeteria, each of them was like a reincarnated starving ghost, and their bodies were still moist with sweat.

However, seeing Si Huang and Qin Fan sitting together in the cafeteria, the group of people running in the front stopped as if they were stuck.