Sister, you miss me

Ruan Daojia read through the entire red-headed document again, scanned the copy of the injury examination report, then smiled, took a sip of the white porcelain cup with the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences printed on it, sat down on the boss’ chair, and pressed the table. Pager.

A well-mannered man pushed the door in. He was wearing a pair of nearsighted glasses, the thickness of which was thicker than the bottom of a wine bottle.

"Master, you call me?"

Ruan Daojia held that page of documents and said, "Mo Zhi, which one sent it here?"

"The Minister of Logistics Bai Fusheng."

Ruan Daojia nodded: "Go, it's all about you."

"Master, there are two arrangements today."

"what?"

"First, there is a seminar at the Academy of Social Sciences; second, the master gave an ultimatum."

Ruan Daojia slapped his head: "Look at this."

Chen Mozhi glanced at the red-headed document and read with interest: "After investigation, Yang Feng, a freshman majoring in Tianwai Physics at the Physics Branch, blatantly beat a military instructor on the campus on the evening of October 25, causing the instructor’s die to fall off. , Cracked mouth corners, nasal congestion, cracked eye corners, the situation is quite serious, and afterwards the students left the injured instructors regardless of the instructor, and left for a long time, the impact is extremely bad! For serious school discipline, according to the "Regulations on the Management of Students in Ordinary Colleges and Universities" Chapter 5, Article 54, Paragraph 6, and Chapter 3, Section 2, Article 22, Paragraph 6 of the "Interim Measures for the Administration of Students of Beiqing University", and Article 24, Paragraph 1 and 2 According to regulations, the relevant leaders of the school decided to expel Yang Feng from school."

After reading, Chen Mozhi laughed: "I'm still online."

"You are looking at this."

"Written by Bai Fusheng, Minister of Logistics?" Chen Mozhi shook his head after reading it. "It's really slanderous. Teacher, isn't Yang Feng the national college entrance examination champion this year?"

"Exactly, there is no second Yang Feng among the candidates this year."

"That said, he beat Bai Lang, which is really pleasing!"

"Oh?" Ruan Daojia looked at her proud disciple and encouraged him to continue.

"Teacher, then I'll just say, the purpose of this Bai Lang entering the instructor team is basically Sima Zhao's heart, and it is not the first time he has done this. Over the years, he has relied on his own identity and knows no harm. How many girls are there?"

As he talked, Chen Mozhi's eyes blushed: "Teacher, do you remember my student named Xia Xia? He was ruined by Bai Lang and was pregnant with a child, but Bai Lang refused to admit it. Xia Tian was angry and chose to jump off the building. , A dead body and two lives, afterwards... do you know how the students called him behind? White wolf, he is a wolf. If Bai Fusheng and Liao Shimei were not supported, I would not let him go!"

Ruan Daojia took a deep breath: "Mo Zhi, what do you think of this document?"

"It's not clear, I can't tell, why Yang Feng would miss Bai Lang? I dare to take my head to guarantee that ninety-nine percent of it is for a woman." Chen Mozhi shook the document, "However, from this document, it is OK. Seeing the love of the two leaders, their son was a little wronged, and they couldn't stand it."

Ruan Daojia smiled: "A godfather and a real dad are really caring."

Chen Mozhi said: "There are rumors that Vice President Liao is the pro..."

"Principal!" Liao Shimei stepped into Ruan Daojia's office full of energy before he heard his voice.

"Well, Mo Zhi is also here." Liao Shimei greeted.

Chen Mozhi nodded slightly: "Hello, Vice President Liao."

A stern look flashed in Liao Shimei's eyes, but after a brief moment of inability to notice, it became a spring breeze.

Ruan Daojia said, "Principal Liao has something to do with me."

Liao Shimei's gaze scanned the documents in Chen Mozhi's hands, and said to Ruan Daojia: "Principal, the military training of the new students will be over in three days. Head Gong said that we should discuss the relevant matters for review."

"Make it the same as the real one, do you want the entire convertible?"

"I think pickup trucks are also possible."

Ruan Daojia waved his hand: "Principal Liao, you have to review it on behalf of the school!"

"Principal, you are the top leader of the school, and you are highly respected. The students all want to see your true face. You should give them this opportunity."

"No, that's the case."

"Well, principal, you are busy."

Liao Shimei strode away, and as soon as she left the house, she scolded Ruan Daojia for being pedantic. This kind of show-off could only be difficult for herself.

Inside the door, Chen Mozhi looked at the direction of the door and said after a long while: "I thought he came over and asked you to sign."

Ruan Daojia said: "Liao Shimei is a wise man. A wise man knows the right time and measure. Since he doesn't say anything, let's put this document here."

"Master, then I'm going out."

"it is good."

Chen Mozhi just walked to the door, suddenly turned around, and said excitedly: "My teacher, you are the principal and party secretary, and the highest leader of the school. As the saying goes, if you see a snake, you don’t beat three points. Bai Lang is a poisonous snake. You can’t condone him anymore. Up."

Ruan Daojia smiled faintly: "One thing drops one thing, wicked people have their own wicked grind, we don't need to worry about this at all."

"You mean..."

"Let's wait and see! Oh, yes, Mo Zhi, we who are learned people, we can't believe in the rumors, let alone spread them."

"Student got it." Chen Mozhi retired respectfully.

...

After a night of cold compresses, Bai Lang can basically meet people. The news of Yang Feng is far away. Bai Lang feels that it is better to beg for others than to ask for himself.

Instructor Bai Lang fully carried forward the spirit of "slightly injured but not below the line of fire". Today, he handed the female platoon to others, and he was in charge of the male platoon where Yang Feng was.

Yang Feng, Wang Datong, Park Zhongsheng, and Jin Zishan are wearing camouflage uniforms. They appear to be tall and upright and full of energy. When the four walked together, a girl with low immunity screamed.

"F4 from the Physics Department, my God!" a girl who was less than 1.6 meters bit her finger and whispered.

"NewF4." shouted one or two girls.

"NewF4." dozens of girls shouted.

"NewF4——" a row of girls yelled.

"Shut up! What a decent way!" The women's volleyball instructor was furious. "You girls are young, and the three views are not correct. You will regret it in the future. If you like handsome guys, can handsome guys eat?"

"Instructor, don't you know that in this era, in addition to fighting father, you also fight face?"

"Instructors, are they not just handsome? Not only are they responsible for their appearance, but they are also academic masters, both soft and hard skills, and are destined to have a good future, so we like them, yes!"

"Instructor, are you married? What is your criteria for choosing a spouse? Can you live a lifetime as long as your soul is beautiful and so disgusting?"

"Instructor..."

"Shut up! You...you..." The instructor in his early twenties said incoherently.

Beiqing University is the pride of the sky, and each one is talented and eloquent. If he wants to convince people with reason, he is really incapable.

Besides, there are three women in a scene, and these dozens of women are together. He just said one sentence, but was met with a series of rebuttals. The noise made him feel dizzy and unable to think normally.

I thought I took a beautiful job and thanked Bai Lang for coming, but now I think about it, not everyone can do this job.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he had to take out the majesty of the instructor and call out: "Listen to my order, everyone has, fifty push-ups, immediately."

"Public revenge." Many girls curled their lips and lay on the ground slowly, but made the same sound.

The instructor sneered: "Whoever speaks, add fifty more."

The words really worked, and the audience was silent.

Yang Feng’s platoon, the instructor did not arrive for a long time, everyone sat on the ground and chatted about the mountains. The four people in the 007 dormitory are naturally a small group. The others are either embarrassed or envious. In short, they retreat from this small group. They seem to be isolated. Up.

Yang Feng participated in military training on the first day, and when he saw such a situation, he asked the three roommates what was going on and whether they had offended them.

Wang Datong shrugged and did not answer.

Park Zhongsheng smiled faintly: "The heights are so cold, the masters are so lonely."

Seeing this pretending to be like this, Yang Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"All rise."

A loud voice rang through the ears. Everyone got up and slapped, forming a queue. Yang Feng discovered that the person calling the password was a big man nearly two meters tall.

Looking ahead, a man in camouflage uniforms and polarized sunglasses came slowly.

It turned out to be him.

The man held up the polarizer and introduced himself: "My name is Bai Lang, and I will take you this platoon for the next three days."

Yang Feng smiled, and Bai Lang wears these glasses more to hide his ugliness!

"Deputy platoon leader."

"Here."

"Departure."

The nearly two-meter big man trot a few steps, stood in front of Bai Lang, raised his hand in salute, and shouted: "Hello platoon leader, deputy platoon leader Chen Fugui is reporting to you. The men's third platoon should have forty-four people. , There are actually forty-four people, please give instructions."

Bai Lang nodded, glanced arrogantly at everyone, and finally fell on Yang Feng's face for a long, long time.

The two made eye contact without obstacles.

Bai Lang: Boy, let's see how I practice you rightfully today.

Yang Feng: See what moths you can play.

Bai Lang: No hurry, no time.

Yang Feng: I will accompany you to the end.

"Platform leader Bai..." Chen Fugui saw Bai Lang and Yang Feng looking at each other for a long time, and he kindly reminded him.

"Stand in the military posture for an hour." Bai Lang ordered.

There are forty-four men in three rows, divided into four queues, each with 11 people.

Bai Lang gave an order, and all raised their heads and chests, their bodies tensed, his eyes were straight ahead, and his hands pressed the trousers tightly.

After about ten minutes, Bai Lang wandered in the crowd, attacking from time to time-kicking his knees.

Obviously, those who bend their legs will be punished. It takes half an hour to start. If you kneel directly on the ground, it will be miserable and you will have to stand for half a day.

The weather is sultry, it's less than ten o'clock, and the temperature reaches 35 degrees, a veritable autumn tiger.

Standing tight in this way for less than ten minutes, the sweat on the head and face gathered into sweat beads, rolled over the cheeks, dripped through the chin, and the sweat flowed along the back and was finally absorbed by the waistband.

Of course Yang Feng could hold it up, but he suddenly thought of an "old news" of sudden death in military training, so he decided to be overcast.

Bai Lang, if you use conspiracy, I will use conspiracy to see who has the last laugh.