The Rebirth of the Internet Celebrity Godfather

The military training mobilization meeting finally ended with endless leadership speeches.

When the leaders left the stage, Cheng Yi kindly bid farewell to the leaders with international friendly gestures.

And I send my regards to their families in my heart.

Then, the instructor took them to the basketball court in District 5, which was the location of their military training for the next half month.

During this military training, Economic Class 1 and Economic Class 2 trained together, forming a platoon of sixty-four people.

Cheng Yi's platoon number is Second Regiment, First Battalion, Third Platoon, and the instructor is called Ma Long.

The instructors of the military training of Xiangnan University of Science and Technology are all junior students of the school and come from the military training regiment and the information security team.

Cheng Yi disliked Ma Long because he took advantage of his position to hook up with girls. After the military training in his previous life, he fell in love with Qu Yang.

However, without the halo of a military training instructor, Ma Long was just an ordinary loser. After a week of talking, Qu Yang discovered his harsh nature and dumped him.

Ma Long spent the whole morning cleaning up his military posture.

First, check the hair. Boys' hair should be shorter than three millimeters, that is, the hair cannot be pinched with fingers.

Girls are required not to have any hair hanging out of their hats.

Then there is the belt, which should be tightened so that no two fingers can be inserted into it.

This is the most painful thing for freshmen, because the belt is usually tied to the belly, and the belly is elastic and soft, and two fingers cannot be inserted into it. It is really a very perverted requirement.

If you think it's easy, you can try it yourself.

Cheng Yi tightened his belt tightly, feeling like he couldn't breathe.

Hu Tian whispered: "You don't need to tie it so tightly, look at me, look at me!"

When Ma Long came over to check, Hu Tian deliberately bulged his belly, held his head high, and looked proud.

Without saying a word, Ma Long punched him in the stomach, knocking him out.

"Get out of the queue, it's twenty push-ups!"

"yes!"

Hu Tian held his stomach and his facial features were twisted into a ball.

Ma Long walked up to Cheng Yi again and reached out to grab Cheng Yi's belt, but Cheng Yi tied it too tightly and couldn't catch it.

Just when Cheng Yi thought he had passed the test, he suddenly saw a flash of amusement in Ma Long's eyes.

Then, Ma Long put one hand on Cheng Yi's chest, and grabbed Cheng Yi's belt with the other hand. With his strength, he almost lifted Cheng Yi up, and finally squeezed his fingers into the belt!

"Unqualified! Take another five centimeters!"

"Yes, instructor! Officer!"

Cheng Yi word by word, squeezed out the word "instructor" through his teeth, then endured the pain and tightened the belt by another five centimeters.

Ma Long then stepped on his boots and walked to the next freshman.

Hu Tian also came back from doing push-ups.

He mouthed to Cheng Yi: "This bitch!"

Under Ma Long's iron fist, all the freshmen tied their belts tightly, making them thick at the top and thin in the middle.

He looks like a gourd baby, his waist is broken!

After checking the belt, you should also check various accessories, whether you are wearing makeup, whether your nails are trimmed, and whether you are wearing black socks.

Ma Long confiscated all the accessories he inspected and returned them after military training.

For those who were wearing makeup, Ma Long called people to the front of the team and violently removed their makeup with paper and water in front of everyone.

Ma Long tried his best to ridicule those who had long nails. The men would say they were neither men nor women, and the women would say they were fairies.

He also brought nail clippers with him and cut them off on the spot.

If you don't wear black socks, it's easier to just ask you to take off your socks. His actual words are: Either don't wear socks, or wear black ones.

The other platoons are already training normally, and Ma Long is still reorganizing their military appearance.

After struggling for an hour or two, and after almost everyone was criticized by him, he was satisfied and started normal training.

The morning's military cleanup and training was very hard, but the joy came from the hard work.

A joke happened to a male classmate in Class 2, which made the military training that lasted a long time come to an end.

What happened was that while running, a student from Class 2 ran out of the sanitary napkin.

This frail boy claimed that the sanitary napkin came out of his shoe.

During the only ten-minute break, he explained this:

"Yesterday, three seniors came to the dormitory to sell it. They said it was a military training artifact. Many seniors came here like this. They said many classmates in the dormitory next door also bought it..."

As he spoke, looking at the strange looks from everyone, he blushed with embarrassment, lowered his head, and his voice gradually became quieter, as thin as a gnat.

Cheng Yi asked curiously: "So how much did you buy?"

"Three guarantees..."

"poor child!"

Hu Tian suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, you believe this, you are laughing me to death, you are laughing me to death, hahaha!"

Pu Nan was also laughing: "Hahahaha, yes, how could there be such a stupid person? By the way, Hu Tian, ​​are you going to the toilet?"

Hu Tian: "Okay, I just can't hold it in any longer!"

After saying that, he rushed to the toilet like the wind.

However, their running posture was a bit strange. Their feet seemed to be moving horizontally on the ground and they did not dare to lift them up significantly.

The other boys made eye contact with each other and rushed to the toilet one after another.

Cheng Yi looked at them strangely, especially at their shoes.

"Aren't you going to the toilet?" Qu Yang exhaled and came over.

"No, we didn't even buy anything in our dormitory."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Shu shouted loudly: "Hey, wait for me -"

Qu Yang pushed Cheng Yi with his shoulder and gave him a meaningful look: "Oh~ Really?"

"Damn." Cheng Yi didn't expect to be overthrown by Huang Shu right away, "Should I take off my shoes to show you?"

"Take it off!"

"I'm too lazy to care about you!"

…

At half past eleven, Ma Long finally announced that the morning training was over.

The freshmen were standing upright just now. When they heard the news of the disbandment, in an instant, as if their backbones had been taken away, they went to the cafeteria to eat, shoulder to shoulder, like soft noodles.

After arriving at the cafeteria, I had to wait in line for more than ten minutes before getting food. After eating, I returned to the dormitory and couldn't take a nap.

Because Gouri's school requires cleaning.

To what standard should we clean?

The quilt should be folded into tofu blocks, and the sheets should be tucked under the cushion without any wrinkles.

Don't put anything on the table or cupboards.

There should not be a single hair on the ground, and there should be no yellowing spots in pools and latrines.

There should be no dust on the back of the bed board or on the top of the cupboard.

At that time, an instructor will come wearing white gloves and touch them. If the white gloves are dirty, it means you have failed and you will have to do it again until you pass the test.

The school takes sword selling and staff making to the extreme, which is hated by most freshmen.

"It's too formalistic. You can't put anything on the table and cupboard, so what's the point of having cupboards and tables? Just move them out!"

"If you ask me, military training is totally meaningless. What do we expect to learn in half a month?"

Listening to his roommate's complaints, Cheng Yi slowly took out a puff of cigarette and concluded: "Shabi school!"

"Shabi School!"????×3

After saying that, Cheng Yi climbed into bed and prepared to take a nap.

Zhou Hengfeng asked: "Aren't you cleaning the house?"

"As long as you can live up to your reputation, if you really dig into those details, you won't be able to finish them until next year. If you like, you can deduct points. I am the monitor, and I don't care. What do you care about? Go to sleep!"

Cheng Yi chose to start the show directly.

Zhou Hengfeng then followed up: "That's right, sleep!"

…

In the afternoon, the freshmen continued their military training under the scorching sun.

There are many things to learn, such as walking, squatting, standing at attention and taking a rest...

Cheng Yi was most annoyed with the goose step. When changing feet, the sole of his forefoot would hit the ground hard, and it would make a loud bang before he stopped, as if he didn't regard his own foot as his foot.

Ma Long was still not satisfied and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"You haven't eaten yet? If one person fails, the whole platoon will keep kicking!"

While he was yelling, his eyes were like hooks, looking back and forth, and if he saw someone who didn't meet the criteria, he would kick him.

When he walked behind and inspected, many freshmen did not dare to take a breath for fear of being hit hard.

Ma Long walked behind Cheng Yi, looked at Cheng Yi for a while, and said loudly: "Press harder!"

Cheng Yi gritted his teeth and insisted.

Practicing squats was very hard at the same time, and my feet became sore after a while, and I felt like my ankles no longer belonged to me.

At this time, Cheng Yi heard the violent breathing of a girl in front of him.

The girl next to me asked: "Jingyi, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm a little out of breath."

At this time, Ma Long was like a hyena who had discovered Rabbit and shouted: "Who is talking?"

"Instructor." Jing Yi raised his hands tremblingly, "I can't breathe."

"Why are you pretending? Others are fine, but you are the only one in trouble!" Ma Long said in a vicious voice, "I wanted you to rest, but now I will practice for another five minutes."

After another minute, Cheng Yi noticed that Jingyi's breathing became louder and louder.

He originally thought that Jingyi was just faking it because nothing like this happened in his previous life, but things were obviously wrong now.

He stood up, walked to Jingyi, looked at her pale face, sweating, and asked: "Jingyi, are you okay?"

Suddenly, he felt a pain on his head. When he looked up, he realized that Ma Long had slapped him in the face and his hat flew off.

"Who allowed you to act without permission?" Ma Long asked.

"I am the monitor of Economics Class 1! I am responsible for every student. Can't you see that she is uncomfortable now?"

"I just want to cure you bunch of greenhouse flowers!"

Cheng Yi had always looked down on Ma Long, and he felt angry inside. Hearing these words, he couldn't bear it anymore. He handed Jing Yi to someone else, stood up slowly, and confronted Ma Long:

"What are the flowers in the greenhouse? You translate for me, what the hell are the flowers in the greenhouse?!"