Zhuang Yan was called into the small single room by Zhang Heping, who closed the door and said, "I'll make a deal with you."

The district captain wants to make a deal with himself?

Zhuang Yan suddenly understood why Zhang Heping called himself into the small single room.

In this single room, since Zhang Heping was downgraded to a soldier, he only slept on his top bunk, and it was completely used as a small private room for combat readiness.

But what do you have to trade?

smoke?

There is.

Zhuang Yan quickly took out his cigarette.

"It's not this." Zhang Heping shook his head, blushing, and asked, "Is it so utilitarian in your mind?"

This time, it was Zhuang Yan's turn to blush.

He didn't want to tell the truth, but he didn't want to hide from Zhang Heping.

Zhang Heping has since entered the teaching team, and everything he does is hard not to think of the word "utility".

After scratching his head for a long time, he said, "District captain..."

"I said I'm not the district captain."

"Old Zhang, do you want to listen to the truth or to listen to the lie?"

"Of course it's the truth, why is there so much nonsense?" Zhang Heping said angrily: "Why don't you look like a soldier?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Old Zhang, since you want to hear the truth, then I will tell you the truth."

Zhang Heping has been teaching the team for half a month, and he has no friends, so no one told him heartfelt words.

Zhuang Yan was the first person who was willing to chat with him like this. He cherished it very much in his heart, so he kept saying, "Tell me, I don't worry about anything you say, okay?"

"Then I'll just say it," said solemnly.

Zhang Heping said impatiently: "Go ahead, I won't listen to nonsense anymore."

Zhuang Yan said: "Before you came, our district team was the seventh squad leader Luo Xiaoming acting as district captain..."

"I've heard his name, the squadron commander mentioned it to me."

Zhuang Yan continued: "Our district team... No, it's our squadron or even the brigade, and no one disapproved of Luo Xiaoming. Although everyone called him the seventh son behind his back, saying that he was too strict, they actually listened to him and sincerely believed that See, do you know why?"

Zhang Heping asked, "Why?"

Zhuang Yan said: "It's very simple, he has been trained well, although people are fierce, but he is good for us from the heart. The first time I came here to go up the mountain to collect firewood, everyone cried, and the firewood couldn't be brought back. It was he who went out to find firewood. I, who carried it back for me, cannot accept such a person."

Zhang Heping said thoughtfully: "Oh..."

Zhuang Yan continued: "But what about you? You are a dignified officer, come to our brigade, and be assigned to our district team. Lao Qi is gone. We students are looking forward to a district captain like Lao Qi. Squadron captain, he said that he was going to be transferred, and the assessment was a mess. Among all the captains of the red card area in the whole team, you were the worst in the test..."

"No." Zhang Heping interrupted solemnly and said, "My theoretical assessment is the best among the newly assigned students in the whole division, the first place."

Zhuang Yan spreads his hands: "However, it's useless, right? You are the captain of the grass-roots area. We can't see how you scored in the military theory test in the division. What we see is your performance on the training ground, Lao Zhang. , I'll tell you the truth. That day, you took the test in the big playground. Every time you took the test, we sighed and shook our head once. The comrades in other district teams next to him would laugh once. After the exam is good, the brand of our three-district team will be smashed, and our faces will be dull."

Zhang Heping's face became more and more red, and after a while, he murmured: "For officers, military command and military theory are also very important..."

Then he waved his hand, as if to drive away the unhappiness in his mind.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, I'll know what my problem is, and I don't want to lose my dad's face, so you see I'm a soldier now. By the way, let's talk about the deal."

"Okay, you say." said solemnly.

Zhang Heping said: "I will help you write a manuscript, and I promise to write better than anyone in the teaching team. In exchange, you promise me a condition."

"What conditions?" Zhuang Yan asked in surprise.

Zhang Heping became embarrassed again, moved his body, chose a more comfortable position to sit, and said, "I think your training in the district team seems to be good, if you can, after your usual training, you can Can't you find some time to teach me? You know, I used to be a public servant in the provincial military region, and I basically didn't have any training. This military quality was learned by surprise before the entrance examination. I went to the college and polished it for three years. It’s still not a good deal.”

Zhuang Yan smiled: "It turns out that this is the condition!"

He patted his chest lightly, and said with a long sigh of relief: "I'm relieved, but I can tell you that the training mode we teach the team is very hard. You are still good now. Children, our poorly trained students must join the commando team, or they will be eliminated. Now is the professional training period, and their physical fitness is much easier than before. If you want, I can give you guidance. "

Zhang Heping gritted his teeth and said, "That's fine, I'll accept it. If it's a big deal, I'll fight. I've had enough of this kind of life. I want to show Deputy Master Cai to see. I'm not a coward."

After thinking about it suddenly, he asked again: "There are less than 30 days until the end of the month, can you make a surprise attack?"

Zhuang Yan said: "Of course you can. You already have some basics, and you are not a new recruit who doesn't know anything. We could all come out at the beginning, why can't you? I'm afraid you won't be able to endure the hardship."

"I can endure hardship!" Zhang Heping seemed very confident in himself. In recent days, he had to toss and turn in bed every night before he could fall asleep for a long time.

As a descendant of martyrs, Zhang Heping is not without dignity.

Now that his dignity and face were smashed to the ground by Deputy Teacher Cai, he had to pick it up by himself.

"Now that it's settled, let's talk about the manuscript collection." Zhang Heping said: "Tell me about it, tell me if you have anything that moved you?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned: "A touching thing?"

Zhang Heping spread out the manuscript paper, took out the pen, pulled off the cap of the pen, and the tip of the pen hung lightly on the paper.

"Yes, the touching thing... By the way, didn't you just come back from fighting the flood recently? I think you can write about it."

"Fighting the flood?" Paizhou flashed in Zhuang Yan's mind all of a sudden, flashed past the weeping company commander Huang and the private soldier who was kneeling beside the instructor's body and wept bitterly.

And, of course, the old confused who never came back...

He told Zhang Heping little by little about these things.

Like a professional reporter, Zhang Heping listened carefully, and then wrote rustling on the paper.

When the time came and the story was finished, Zhang Heping asked, "Actually, I want to ask, how do you feel after the old man is gone?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned again.

He had never thought about it carefully before.

He was only sad because of the old confused things, but he had not tasted the taste of sadness carefully.

Who would?

No one wants to ~lightnovelpub.net~ The taste of grief is bitter, and of course no one wants to ruminate.

When Zhang Heping said this, he really looked like it for a while.

In the end, he said to Zhang Heping: "That feeling... It's like a sleeve without an arm, empty, swaying in the wind, and empty in my heart..."

Zhang Heping's eyes suddenly lit up, and the pen began to write again on the paper.

In the end, he slapped the pen on the table and said to the solemn: "It's done!"

"It's done? It's written so soon?"

"No, it's just an outline and the topic of the article. You go out first, give me an hour, and come in when I call you."

"Can it be done in an hour?"

"It can be done!" The long-lost pride appeared on Zhang Heping's face again, "Who am I? I am Zhang Heping!"