God of Life

“Dude, what do you mean? ”

Song Chen's face was usually cold and tired. At this moment, the momentum was fierce. He was quite fierce.

However, the guy is too handsome and not too tall, his shoes will be 175 centimeters, and the deterrent is still not enough.

Takati was just slightly stunned and then spit his mouth at his side without hesitation.

“I said Wang Yan was incapable of competing for the flag! What's going on? ”

“What are you... who are you?! ”

Song Chen was so angry, but he never fought, he never fought, and Ganba questioned him, but he appeared weak.

“What are you, then? ”

Gao Hu grinned and sat on the ground measuring Song Chen.

“All seven reserve flag bearers are about 1 meter and 8, just because you're not tall enough to rely on your face, are you really going to beep? What, are you really proud of yourself? Being a flag bearer is against the body, not the face! ”

“No. ”

Song Chen was about to blow up, instructor Yanchuan suddenly interrupted.

“Being a flag bearer relies on basic merit and spiritual will. Gao Hu, you don't have to. Song Chen doesn't have to. There are 11 days left. Everything is possible. ”

Neither of them was very comfortable, Yanchuan turned his head and began to criticize their impulses.

“Submissive in the army, but more encouraging fair competition. As long as you don't trip in the back, whoever's strong can take away the honor. ”

“Listen up, although I personally believe that a fight between men is sometimes more conducive to friendship, you guys are military training, who dares to fight, credit, honor or whatever, at least it's a briefing criticism. ”

“So practice, and I promise you a fair selection, and eventually the facts will prevail over everything, you understand? ”

Gao Hu and Song Chen did not speak.

The instructor opened his eyes and raised the volume: “Do you understand me?! ”

“Yes!”

“Understood! ”

Down in town, the two little chicks, Yanchuan no longer cared about the kind of smug mismatch between them.

Inside the barracks, boys, a little more bloody just, what kind of prick didn't?

They're all made of stainless steel!

Yanchuan looked at them, as if watching children make a scene. As long as they didn't fight or affect training, nothing else would bother them.

If it inspires their good will, it is good.

Takati quickly realized the attitude of the instructor and sat there again with a bitter mouth.

“Really, you two, it's better to hang out with girls. As a flag bearer? I'll leave it here. Neither of you can! Come with me if you don't like it! ”

“Just what? Turn around? ”

Wang Yanling said a poisonous word and made everyone laugh.

“You!”

Gao Hutong stagnated and his black face was purple red.

When Song Chen suddenly had a red and white face, Gao Tiger was not afraid at all, but Wang Yan stabbed the door so calmly, Gao Tiger hurt.

“Stay down like a dead dog. Do you have a hard mouth? I'll see you in skills! ”

“If it weren't for Brother Wang...”

Song Chen was about to explain, but Wang Yan grabbed him.

“Yes, speak with skill. ”

Wang Yan responded peacefully, but his mind burned a wildfire, and the more he burned.

“Brother Wang...”

Song Chen is a little bitter. Why don't you let me finish? It wasn't your fault today!

Wang Yan shook his head, indicating that Song Chen did not have to mention it again.

What can you explain when you're staring at a spray that doesn't look right to you?

Action is the most powerful weapon, and the result is the loudest clap.

Yanchuan glanced at Wang Yan, and his impression of Wang Yan changed again.

Poor physical performance, but good willingness, boldness, willingness, kind of a material to make.

As a result, Wang Yan became more strict in the next training.

However, Wang Yan's performance is still the worst of the eight, shaking the whole way, like sleepwalking.

Takati's cynicism grew more and more sharp. At the end of the day, not only did the out-of-school students look down on Wang Yan, but even Xu Tianzhi was embarrassed.

What the hell is that?

Bullshit!

……

At the end of the training, Wang Yan dragged his tired body straight back to the bedroom, took a bath, and copied the book "Blue Blood Origin: The Significance of Luxury", which he accidentally turned over for two hours.

Today is the least efficient day for Wang Yan to read since he was able to get used to reading.

But it's hard not to read, I always feel empty, there's no peace.

Actually, it's hard to make an exception, not impossible.

In a special case, there will be no evil consequences, what will happen tomorrow and what will still happen.

But Wang Yan just didn't want to open his mouth to himself, not once.

Brother is only 19 years old this year, just when he was most in the mood.

If you get rid of your energy now, what happens next?!

Drunk every day?

Fuck you!

Knock yourself out!

……

After spending two hours with Liu, he threw the book and sent Liu a message. Wang Yan soon went to sleep.

Open your eyes again, 3: 00 a.m.

Lazy waist, full of crackling sound, full of spirit, uncomfortable.

Less than 8 o'clock in the eye, he slept for more than 7 hours in total, but restored the empty slot to full strength, so it can be seen that 79 points of physical strength, after all, is great.

After a light hand and foot wash, Wang Yan picked up the book Blue Blood Origin: The Significance of Luxury again and came to the stairwell of the corridor.

When I went through this book yesterday, some of its contents were interesting to Wang Yan, but his brain was chaotic and he didn't think much about it.

Just read it again today, with [Quick Reading] skills, for two hours, you can almost finish reading dry goods.

Less than 5: 30, Wang Yan closed the book, patted some sore ass, wore army uniforms, and sneaked up to the jungle by the lotus pool.

The star master's learning style is not particularly good, but it is not bad. In the early morning, many people are already reading in the morning.

Uh, it's all Miss.

Wang Yan shielded those strange eyes along the way. He found a vacant spot and started practicing the step by step decomposition.

The most important basic work of a square flag bearer is threefold.

Standing, walking and flagging, respectively.

Because raising the flag is not involved, it is relatively simple.

In terms of standing up, Wang Yan himself is a pencil. A little reinforcement is enough.

So the point is to step forward and fly the flag.

This basic work, in the words of Liu Li, is that the only way to do it is to practice hard.

When you practice engraving into bones to form muscle memories, you don't make mistakes.

Young Master Wang went badly yesterday: Within 10 days, I stopped being a god, I was a big soldier!

Isn't that practicing?

Come on! Come on!

Place your phone on the back of your foot and lift your legs to start standing in a military position.

Stand until after 8 o'clock to fuck, rush to buy a big cake, chew towards the training field.

By the time you get to the place, your legs are swollen and shaky, the movement is only slightly more progressive than yesterday, and it's another morning of ridicule.

After lunch, take a taxi to find the nearest foot therapy store, Chinese medicine soaking foot and massage.

In the afternoon, flagpoles and flags arrived, and an additional flag was added to the training programme.

After dinner, the other students went to rag, Wang Yan brought the flagpole to the side of the Lotus Pool and continued to kowtow.

It was almost 11 o'clock before returning to the bedroom, and several sand sculptures were painful and confusing.

“Brother Wang, what are you doing? ”

“That's right! You said you were a flag bearer. What's there to argue about? ”

“If I say so, almost. Our class also lacks a flag player, boss, no one will ever compete with you! ”

Wang Yan smiled, silently, but suddenly thought of Liu Li.

Some insist, indeed, that there is no need to expect outsiders to understand.

It's okay. Someone will understand.

If not, I know enough for myself.

God is mighty, more in the heart of money.