Chapter 90: Pen of memory

Under the scorching sun, Ji Yijun was holding a wooden stick with the thickness of his thumb and pacing with his hands on his back. Although he was wearing a military training uniform, he lacked the strength of some soldiers. Instead, he looked like an idler in the city.
In front of him is a list of nine soldiers standing in military posture, let's call them soldiers. Even Ji Yijun himself felt that these people seemed a little sorry for the title of warrior.
These people are different in height, fat and thin, and with their hair and skin color, it looks like they are opening a world fair. Among the nine people, there are daze, doze, scratching, scratching hair, and looking around and listless. Even according to the requirements of military training for middle school students, these people will definitely be judged as unqualified.
Ji Yijun walked and watched, and his anger rose. Don't look at his low requirements for his own discipline, but in spite of others, he still hopes that others can be decent.
But how can these guys train?
Three students are afraid of suffering, and five villagers have no discipline. Only the deputy squad leader Huang Zheng is serious in every training.
Ji Yijun glanced at Huang Zheng. This guy is a southerner. His skin is a bit dark. He is in his early sevens and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. It looks thin and has a little style, but it is simple and has some strength. He stood in a military posture under the scorching sun, and it felt like a cold stone.
"Look at you, one by one? Do you look like soldiers? One by one! It's been three days now, and I can't tell the difference between right and left!" Ji Yijun shouted in Chinese. Several villagers heard a half-knowledge, and the dumbfounded look made him even less angry.
At this time, a student was unhappy: "How to roar, take a chicken feather as an arrow! This is the silly people like them. They can't tell the difference between left and right. What's the matter with us? Why do you pull us to practice together?"
"Who are you stupid?" Garcia was speaking. After withdrawing into the school with some villagers, he was attracted by good welfare and signed up with Enrique to join the guard. Ji Yijun knew them well and arranged them in his class.
Garcia obviously has a good talent for language. He has been with Ji Yijun for more than a month. Chinese has already started. He yells: "Squad leader! He scolds!"
"Cut! It's just your IQ, it's also a fodder!" Said the student.
Garcia did not understand the meaning of "intelligence quotient" and "cannon fodder", but since the student looked up and tilted his mouth, he knew that it was definitely not good.
Enrique and several other villagers saw Garcia look angry, and immediately stood behind him, several people glared at the student.
"Why, dissatisfied? I can't tell the difference between left and right. What can I do without doing cannon fodder? You are kind of beating me? Seeing the school doesn't drive you out!" The student showed no signs of weakness.
Ji Yijun was furious in his heart, he rushed up, picked up the student's neckline, and lifted him up: "Hey, you really can. Want to engage in a nest fight with me? These days my tiger does not show power, you treat me as I am Is the sick cat? "
"Ji Yijun! What do you want to do?" The student was caught off guard and was caught in the air, his throat suddenly stuck, he shouted: "If you mess up again, I will go to the leader of the king to complain to see if he will not take your The squad leader blew it off. Do n’t forget, you were the deputy platoon leader last week, how can you become the squad leader now! "
This sentence poke into Ji Yijun's pain. When reorganizing and expanding the guard, he became a deputy platoon leader because of his strength and qualifications. But he made troubles a few times in a row, fighting with people, and the platoon leader turned yellow before he got hot.
However, if he would be frightened by such words, it would not be Ji Yijun anymore. I saw him sneer and grabbed the clothes with his hands, and the collar of the clothes strangled the student ’s neck. "Dong Jie, besides talking cool words, would you dare to practice with me?"
Dong Jie was stuck in the neck, he couldn't breathe, and his face was flushed. He tried his best to kick Ji Yijun with his feet. But Ji Yijun was chopped on his shin with his other hand, grinning loudly.
Ji Yijun summoned him for a while before he threw him on the ground. He stepped forward and squatted in front of the guy, patting his face: "Long memory, control your mouth. Lao Tzu bothers you the most A kind of mouth gun, chirping like a fly, but always dragging everyone behind. "
Dong Jie clutched his calf and gritted his teeth to look at Ji Yijun, but lost his previous momentum.
Huang Zheng asked Garcia to return to the queue, rolling up their right sleeves a few layers, to make them remember that the sleeve was rolled to the right. Then said to Ji Yijun: "Continue training."
"I thought you would stop me." Ji Yijun looked at Huang Zheng.
"For some people, it is good for him to give a lesson. Maybe he will save his life in the future." Huang Zheng saw Dong Jie still with a look of resentment, he walked slowly in front of him and leaned over his ear Said a few words.
I saw that Dong Jie glanced at Ji Yijun, revealing fear. He stood up and limped back to the team.
"What did you say to him?" Ji Yijun wondered.
"I just reminded him that the squad leader's fighting spirit was not stable yet, and he would often be intermittently crazy. If he accidentally bumped into it, he would die." Huang Zheng smiled and pushed his glasses, showing his white teeth.
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auzw.com In the evening, Ji Xun took a dish from the cafeteria and walked to the bedroom. The current conditions are far from comparable to that of the earth. Their supper is nothing more than two slices of white cut meat, four nests, and a pot of noodles with wild vegetable soup.
Most of the people on the way came and went in a hurry, with a serious look. The upcoming attack by the horse thief put too much pressure on these people in the school.
However, when he passed by a dormitory building, he saw a surprising scene.
Many local residents are setting up barbecues under the building. These people have changed into uniform clothes distributed by the school, cleaned their bodies, and changed their mental outlook and life in Floro Town, but their living habits are still difficult to change. Around four or five fires, surrounded by forty or fifty people, dozens of small animals were peeled, put on branches, and roasted. An enticing scent came from there.
Ji Xun couldn't help but take a breath, his stomach cried out in disbelief. This game is more fragrant than his hand.
"Yo, isn't this the old season? Would you like to come and try this roast hare?" The crowd around the fire stood up and greeted Ji Xun alone.
When Ji Xun looked at it, he was a little surprised. It was Guo Qian who sat with those townspeople on the barbecue. He wore a somewhat worn jacket and jeans today, and it looks very different from the usual suit and tie. No wonder it is difficult to find him from the crowd.
"Principal Guo, what are you?"
"It's nothing. We have free time on the committee. Today we went to the townspeople to have a meal together. Everyone knew each other and made friends. Look at Teacher Liu, Teacher Chang, and Teacher Zhang."
Ji Xun looked in the direction of his finger and really saw Liu Wan from the Foreign Affairs Group, Chang Lin from the Agriculture Group and Zhang Sicheng from the Geology Group. These three people, like Guo Qian, dressed plainly, sat by the fire and blended in with the locals.
Seeing Ji Xun, Chang Lin also greeted us enthusiastically: "We have gathered nearly 300 townspeople in the town and we always welcome good guests. Today, the hunter leader Blas in the town brought a few hunters and called Quite a lot of game, we bring some wine, everyone contact and connect feelings. "
"Several teachers are well-intentioned." Ji Xun said.
"So many locals live in schools, and some teachers and classmates are not used to it. Some say they are dirty, some say they are dirty. There have been some misunderstandings and conflicts in recent days. If this continues, it will not be a good thing. Therefore, we people also want to set an example. "Chang Lin explained.
"Actually, communication is not so difficult, the difficulty is to put down prejudice and shelf." Guo Qian said.
"Principal Guo is right. There have been many integration problems in the integration of the team recently. The locals have low education, no discipline, and language barriers. But we are overcoming difficulties and being our warriors and classmates. Ideological work, I hope they treat the locals equally, can help these people to integrate into our collective, and bring up their training. "Ji Xun saw that the rabbits were ripe, everyone began to divide the meat and drink, the atmosphere became warm, and laughed:" You This method is not bad. Our guards should also engage in several such social activities, first of all to establish the emotional connection between the soldiers. "
When Ji Xun left, he was divided into two rabbit legs. He didn't stay and drink because Ji Yijun was still waiting for dinner. He is one of the few people with a "home" here.
Because he lived with his son, Ji Xun was assigned to a graduate student dormitory. He went upstairs to enter the door and saw that Ji Yijun, as usual, turned his easel to the door and painted in the room.
"Still painting your secret work?" He smiled. "Which girl are you painting? Don't let me see it."
"You control me. Okay, don't read it before painting!" Ji Yijun simply covered the artboard with a piece of cloth and placed the entire easel in the corner of the room.
Ji Xun didn't care about him either, he started to eat dinner with Zhang Luo, "I heard that you almost beat a fighter today?"
"How do you know? Did that dog day complain to Wang Jiyuan?" Ji Yijun jumped up.
"No! Don't be excited." Ji Xun waved his hand. "You were seen when you picked up the person and fell to the ground."
"The dog takes the mouse!"
"Xiaojun, don't look at the nine people under your hands. It's really not easy to manage these people. You are short-tempered, I know. However, at this time, fists cannot solve all the problems."
"You know that Dong Jie guy, how to say Garcia, Enrique them? Cannon fodder! Is this an attitude towards comrades-in-arms? Regardless of whether they are earthmen or locals, when they come to me, they have to be treated equally, otherwise they should be the one What ’s more, Garcia, Enrique, they are both my martial arts students and my friends. I did n’t hit him with blood today, I already gave him face. As I said, this kind of person should clear the team, Let him do the mess! "Ji Yijun said angrily, picked up a hare leg and ate it.
"When I was in the new barracks, when did I not come in with a group of thorns, and it was your true skill to be able to smooth out these people. How? How about the dad's fulcrum?
"No." Ji Yijun quickly finished a rabbit leg. "Scent! Good stuff, where did it come from?"
"The local hunter called. Thank you for sheltering them against the horse thief."
"That's right. We promised to cover them and we should treat them better, so that they will treat us better. Otherwise, it would be better to ignore these locals. The matter is as simple as that, but some idiots don't understand and think they are superior. tease!"
"You can think of it this way. Dad didn't say anything, let go and do it." Ji Xun smiled and pushed the other hare leg in front of Ji Yijun.