As soone who has been in sales for more than ten years, if there is a chance, if he wants to, he can get along with even the most difficult people in the world, not to ntion these students in their twenties who have just entered university.
So when Yan Zhida returned, he saw the other five students gathered together in a harmonious scene, laughing and chatting. They were actually subtly centred around Feng Yiping. He then blad the others as well. But if he really did that, he would be turning his back on the people. So he smiled and asked, 'What are you talking about? You're so happy.'
'You're back, we've been waiting for you, the opening ceremony will start soon,' Jin Bao said, 'hurry up!'
'Hurry up, Zhida,' Feng Yiping also stood up and said to him with a smile. He originally wanted to say "old two", but thought better of it. We are honest people, and it's no fun taking advantage of a young child.
'Okay,' Yan Zhida responded with a smile, as if the previous embarrassnt had never happened.
The current opening ceremony is really unremarkable and still a formality. The leaders are still high on the podium, unlike almost all university opening ceremonies later on, where the leaders will speak with the students on an equal footing. It's the sa as the first few items on the news broadcast: it sounds like there's a lot of information, but after listening, you'll feel that you just didn't listen and it doesn't really matter.
After all, it had been an hour of tossing and turning, and Feng Yiping hadn't heard anything he wanted to hear. The current president was a nuclear expert, and there had been no song about nuclear physics, which was very disappointing.
After looking at the afternoon schedule, Feng Yiping said hello and swaggered away again. Did he need to visit his own campus?
While waiting in line at the cafeteria, Yan Zhida asked with a smile, 'Do you think Lao Wu went to have a big al by himself?'
The others didn't reply, 'Sothing must be up. Yong Gao said he ca with his girlfriend at the beginning of the sester, so maybe his girlfriend is also at a nearby school,' Jin Bao said, a little puzzled as to why the second son was so obsessed with the fifth son.
As long as they are students, they will always have exams. After the military training uniforms were distributed, the English placent test was imdiately followed. Feng Yiping knew that this test would only be slightly more difficult than the college entrance exam, so he didn't review at all in the past two days. As a result, he also handed in his test paper early. Judging from the strictness of the school's own marking, he might even get a higher score than in the college entrance exam.
That night, he stayed in the dormitory for the first ti, and the next day, the ordeal of military training began. From 6:30 in the morning when they were required to do morning exercises to 10:00 at night when the lights were turned off, the instructors were with them almost the whole ti.
Although it was said to be an ordeal, it was actually not a big deal for him. The military training in high school was really just a formality, but the military training before he started working was really up to standard. He rembered that the year after he returned ho for the Chinese New Year, so people who didn't know him well asked Feng Zhenchang, 'Did your child go to the army?'
So this level of military training really wasn't a problem for him, even if the young instructors in charge of the training were strict.
However, just because he was fine as an individual didn't an that the group was fine. For example, Feng Yiping suffered during formation training.
In particular, the tall, thin classmate with glasses to his left always had irregular arm movents when swinging his arms, habitually swinging them to the side, and with great force. His fists collided with Feng Yiping's a few tis, which really hurt a little. Feng Yiping took a mont to laugh and glance over there, but he was t with a fierce glare. I guess he was still blaming Feng Yiping, heh heh, this kid.
Anyway, this was a small incident. Glasses had influenced two people around him. The attentive instructor noticed and helped him correct a few tis. Then during the break, he made a special trip to apologise. That's a good boy.
After lunch, there was finally a two-hour break.
Before the break, there was one more important thing to do: wash your face. Not to ntion the girls' dormitory, I guess so of the girls would have hated to wash off a layer of skin from their faces.
It was the sa for the boys. As soon as Feng Yiping returned, he grabbed a basin and ran to the bathroom. Jin Bao followed him, wearing his T-shirt over his shoulders. Military training was the hardest for fat people like him. For example, his T-shirt was already soaked with sweat after just one morning.
'Fifth Brother, why do you use so much facial cleanser like a girl?'
'Exactly,' Liang Yonggao chid in.
Lu Wenqing flipped open his towel to reveal what was underneath, 'What's this?'
'Haha,' Liang Yonggao turned his over and laughed, "You're the sa,'
'I only bought it after seeing you guys use it,'
'I only bought it after seeing Yiping use it,'
'I'm not using it for myself, my parents want to use it. My ancestors were poor peasants for three generations, and it was hard for to be the only one with a little bit of fair skin. They don't want to get tanned like them these days.'
'Haha," everyone laughed.
'Yiping, I think you could totally join the debate team,' Jin Bao said.
When you're not very good at humour, making fun of yourself is always a safe bet.
'Being a poor peasant for three generations is no longer sothing to be proud of. Besides, having a wheat-coloured complexion is the healthiest nowadays.' Yan Zhida always has his own opinions, and is washing his face with water over there, but Feng Yiping sees that his pockets are bulging.
'I prefer to be fair,' Liang Yonggao said, saring the facial cleanser all over his face.
Han Guiliang had to wash his face with facial cleanser three tis. "Tan skin? That's only popular in Europe and Arica,'
'I think so too. Those people in Europe and Arica like to go to the beach in the sumr to tan in the sun. Here, we use umbrellas when the sun is strong," Lu Wenqing said.
Jin Bao really did wash his face with water all along, and now he took Feng Yiping's. 'I'll go buy so in the afternoon,'
Yan Zhida felt so frustrated.
This Feng Yiping is not as handso as him (Feng Yiping expressed reservations), nor does he co from a better family (Feng Yiping could only laugh), and he is not as approachable as him (Feng Yiping strongly agreed with this), so how is he more popular than him?
When you want to appear approachable, you are actually already feeling a level above the people around you, and you are already sowhat alienated from the masses.
This is the case for all the talented people, who can't help but notice it.
Before afternoon training, Feng Yiping's sunscreen was also divided up. There was nothing to be done. After living together for a few days, everyone felt at ease with him. Yan Zhida had been secretly using it too. He had wanted to ask everyone to share his, but after saying what he had just said, it was obviously not a good idea to do so now. Anyway, he felt that Feng Yiping was once again putting him down.
During military training, the most relaxing ti is when you can look at the female classmates during breaks. But to be honest, it's not easy to find highlights in the green field when wearing such a la combat uniform and a cap.
Jin Bao, who always smiles, has good eyesight and is very sharp. During breaks, he is dedicated to this task. I heard that several departntal flowers have already been selected. Generally, Feng Yiping does not participate in discussions on this topic, but just smiles and drinks water on the side.
In the crowd, Liang Yonggao pointed at him and said with a smile, 'Fifth, are you not interested, or do you plan to be faithful to your girlfriend?'
'Hey, Fifth, after military training is over, bring your younger sister over for dinner,'
'Sure, no problem,' dealing with his roommate, Huang Jingping must be willing.
On the night before the end of military training, after the battalion and company had drawn conclusions, each departnt and faculty bid farewell to the instructors. The students were happy, but the usually stern young instructors were a little reluctant to leave. Feng Yiping thought to himself, perhaps it was because they were training people here, and when they returned to the army they would have to be trained again!
After the military training graduation ceremony, which was similar to a military parade, Feng Yiping's group life also ca to an end. Of course, he still took the initiative to say goodbye to his tutor. The school did not really require this, and the tutor only told him to 'pay attention to attendance.'
He returned ho happily, threw his suitcase behind the door, and shouted, 'I'm Hu Hansan, back again!'
Huh? No one's here. "Where did everyone go?" he muttered, unscrewing the bathroom door. He heard soone say, "Don't," from inside, but it was already too late.
Jin Ling bent over, her hands reaching forward, as if she were about to screw the bathroom door shut. Her red underwear was already up, but her pants were still on her knees. The two of them locked eyes, and Feng Yiping couldn't help but glance down. Damn, it looked like he could see a few mischievous ones poking out. Didn't he spend a few years in the United States? Didn't he clean up?
Of course Jin Ling noticed when he glanced down, and she, who was usually so composed, had never encountered such an embarrassing situation before. She didn't know what to do, and in that indecent position, no matter what she said, it wouldn't be appropriate. She turned around.
But before she could turn around, Feng Yiping turned first, mumbling, 'Where did everyone go?' and closed the door behind him.
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