When the instructor came back and distributed bullets to the students, he saw Mao Yue, who had just joined the team. His eyes fell on his shoulder straps, and he also saw Bai Luochuan's bare shoulders, and asked, "What's going on?"
Mao Yue said: "The report is mine..."
Bai Luochuan interrupted him and said, "Report! Mao Yue's shoulder straps have been found. I have asked him to return to the team."
The instructor's eyes fell on Bai Luochuan, and soon he saw that his pocket was bulging. He asked him, "What is this?"
Bai Luochuan said: "Report, nothing!"
The instructor said with a stern face: "I order you now, take it out!"
Bai Luochuan moved his fingers, revealing only a golden edge, and refused to take it out any further. The instructor was close to him, so he could see clearly, and looked up to wait for his explanation.
Bai Luochuan said vaguely: "Someone in the class lost his student shoulder strap, and his family... his family brought him a pair, not intentionally, this is the smallest one..."
The instructor's face twitched, and he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say. Wearing this, let alone him being a small instructor, even if their leader came, he would only be able to stand at attention and salute.
Bai Luochuan had no intention of showing off, and the instructor also knew that he was not looking for trouble. If Bai Luochuan or Mao Yue standing behind him wanted to cause trouble, or had other intentions, they could have used their privileges from the beginning. However, these two were the most serious students in the class, who could endure hardships and hardship, and they never said much when they were punished. They would just lie down and do push-ups without saying a word.
But things turned out like this, and it was a bit awkward for a while.
Although the students at the back didn't see it, a few of them moved their lips, said a few words in a low voice, and started discussing.
The instructor said with a dark face: "Quiet!"
At this time, the male student named Mao Yue standing behind Bai Luochuan shouted again: "Report!"
The instructor said, “Speak!”
Mao Yue probably knew that he had done something wrong, and he panted and said, "It was my mistake just now. I, I want to go running!" He wanted to return the epaulettes to Bai Luochuan, but was stopped by Bai Luochuan.
Bai Luochuan said in a deep voice: "I am also responsible. I am responsible for class order. A classmate lost his epaulettes at noon. It is my fault. Report to the instructor, please allow Mao Yue and I to run five laps together after the shooting competition!"
The instructor thought for a moment and said, "Ten laps, now return to the team and prepare for the competition!"
The two of them responded, "Yes!"
Class 1 was slightly delayed in dealing with the emergency, but they soon lined up to participate in the shooting competition.
Ten people were in a group. After the gunshots, someone would wave a flag and loudly call out the number of rings. Generally speaking, if you can get around 35 rings in five shots, you are considered good. Some students in some classes have gotten 40 rings, which would always cause a heated discussion. One or two out of ten would be amazing!
After four rounds, Class One and Class Two had the best shooting data, far ahead of other classes. The final competition would mainly depend on the competition between these two classes.
The most crucial fifth round will be started by Class One.
Bai Luochuan lay prone on the ground with his chest pressed against the ground, his legs tightened and straightened, aiming at the center of the target in a straight line, and pulled the trigger neatly!
"Target No. 1, 10 rings!"
As expected, the counting sounded, and 50 rings were hit with 5 bullets. This freshman from Class 1 of Grade 1 once again shocked the students waiting behind him, and then they applauded excitedly! Especially the students in Class 1, their faces were red with excitement. No matter what, even if the group didn't get first place, their class's individual first place was a sure thing!
Bai Luochuan relaxed his shoulders and was about to stand up when he heard the call again: "Target No. 3, 10 rings!"
Mao Yue on No. 3 side stood up, shook his arms, and had an excited look on his face.
Mao Yue's last shot was extremely accurate, and he scored a good score of 48 rings out of 5 shots, which was the best result in the class except for Bai Luochuan!
The students in Class 1 all looked at him with admiration. Those troublemakers also applauded. Some of them were so excited that they rushed over and hugged Mao Yue, but they felt a little embarrassed afterwards. When it came to collective honor, Mao Yue did much better than them.
Mao Yue didn't have as many thoughts as them. After winning, he was very happy and grinned: "See, I told you I'm not a fool!"
Those people felt even more embarrassed.
Mao Yue didn't notice anything and thought he had done well, so he wanted to leave. Bai Luochuan stood up and left his seat, followed them, stopped those people, and said, "Don't you have anything else to say to Mao Yue?"
Those people were stunned for a moment, then immediately stood there and said, "I'm sorry, Mao Yue, we shouldn't have said that to you before."
"Yes, I'm sorry for being in the dormitory, brother. I didn't know you were so good before. I heard that you were able to get in even though your grades were over 100 points lower, so..." The leader scratched his face, took out Mao Yue's shoulder badge from his pocket and gave it back to him, "It's my fault. I'll treat you to a meal later. Please forgive us this time!"
Mao Yue saw his epaulettes and quickly took them and returned them to Bai Luochuan. He put them on himself and said, "You're right. I did get 100 extra points when I came in. It's according to the policy for extra points for children of troops in remote areas. It's similar to the extra points for ethnic minorities, but at most it's just an extra high school entrance exam score, nothing else." Mao Yue was quite open-minded and said with a smile, "My grades aren't that good, but I'm good at physical training. Everyone has their own strengths!"
He spoke frankly, but those people scratched their heads and laughed. Some of them were still carefully looking at Bai Luochuan next to them. Mao Yue was easy to talk to, but Bai Luochuan was obviously not so easy to talk to.
As expected, Bai Luochuan said coldly: "Is it enough to just apologize?"
Those people were a little dumbfounded, looked at each other, and then asked carefully: "Then what?"
Bai Luochuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait and see the results and see what Mao Yue says."
Mao Yue obviously no longer held a grudge, but he intuitively knew that Bai Luochuan was doing this for his own good. When Bai Luochuan left, he immediately followed him and did not continue talking to these people.
The people from Class 2 started. Mi Yang was at target number 1. Due to the arrangement, although the number was next to Bai Luochuan, the person next to him was actually a classmate from Class 3. That boy looked very nervous, and his hands were shaking.
Mi Yang took aim and fired the last bullet. Before the sound of the bullet beside his ears faded away, he heard the boy next to him also fired a bullet with a "bang"!
The boy covered his mouth and groaned, tears almost falling, and said: "Instructor, I think my teeth knocked..."
Their instructor came over and was checking the injuries when he heard the other side announce the number of rings.
"Target No. 1 of Class 2, 11 rings!"
Mi Yang was stunned for a moment, and the students next to him were also stunned. They had heard of the one with 10 rings, but had never heard of the one with one more ring
The student whose gun butt was knocking his teeth also looked up. Before he could even laugh, he heard his voice being called out: "Class 3, No. 1, 0 rings! Missed the target!!"
Student No. 1 of Class 3 was dumbfounded.
The three No. 1 students among the freshmen in the first year of high school during the military training were all very memorable. The No. 1 students in Class 1 and Class 2 both scored full marks of 10 rings. The No. 1 student in Class 3 was particularly unlucky. He was not the only one who missed the target, but he was the only one who missed the target and hit someone else's target - this person hit Mi Yang's bull's eye with one bullet, marking a ring of 1. In total, Mi Yang shot 51 rings with five bullets!
Zhou Tong and the others had been listening attentively. When they suddenly understood, they didn't have time to laugh. They leaned over and asked the instructor expectantly, "Is this considered our class's score? Instructor, you said this has nothing to do with Mi Yang. He just forced himself to get 1 ring. I think it should be considered our class's score, right?"
Instructor: “…”
Zhou Tong immediately mobilized the students around him to launch a public opinion offensive: "Come on, let's first thank the students in Class 3 for their enthusiastic help!"
The students in Class 2 immediately started shouting, "Thank you, students in Class 3. You will always be good friends of Class 2!"
"My friends from Class 3, we got first place. I will always remember your help!"
"The medal of honor belongs half to us and half to you. Friends from Class 3, let's celebrate together!!"
…
The people nearby started to make a noise, not just Class 2, but the others who were just watching also started to applaud. It was the first time for them to see something so funny.
But despite all the noise, it was not counted in the end. Only the best 10 rings from the two impact points were included in Mi Yang's score.
Bai Luochuan scored 50 rings for the first place in the individual competition, while Mi Yang scored 48 rings in total, tied for second place with Mao Yue. In terms of group results, the two classes scored the same and tied for first place in the team competition.
But there was another student, Bai Luochuan, in Class 1, who received one more individual award certificate than Class 2, so the atmosphere in the class was more lively.
Students from both classes ran to get their certificates, but Bai Luochuan didn't rush to go. When he saw Mi Yang standing in front, he walked over and said to him, "I lost."
Mi Yang said: "No, didn't we talk about individual competitions before? Then you can also..."
"It's just that I lost in the individual results." Bai Luochuan laughed and moved closer to him and said, "After all, your best single score is 11 rings. I'm so envious. I'll tell Aunt Cheng and the others about it when I get back."
Mi Yang bumped his shoulder and laughed too.
Bai Luochuan asked him quietly: "What do you want?"
Mi Yang thought for a moment and said as he walked: "What do you want? Just find a pretty little thing here for me." Mi Yang said this casually, his eyes fell on the grass not far away. There were many wild flowers there, and they were all very beautiful.
Bai Luochuan nodded and agreed.
Mao Yue ran over and called Bai Luochuan's name excitedly, saying to him, "Brother Bai, I've made up my mind!"
Bai Luochuan didn't know why this person suddenly called him the same way as the people in their dormitory, but he didn't refuse and asked him, "What have you thought of?"
Mao Yue said: "I have decided what I want!"
Mi Yang looked up at Bai Luochuan, who coughed and said, "It's not what you think. There is a special reason..." He whispered to Mi Yang about the epaulettes and muttered, "I just don't like those people. They keep bullying people."
Mao Yue was still standing there waiting. When he saw Bai Luochuan looking at him, he immediately stepped forward.
Bai Luochuan took out the epaulettes from his pocket and handed them back to him. He was not too polite to Mao Yue: "Remember, I am not helping you today, I am doing this for the sake of these epaulettes. Take these epaulettes back and tell your parents that this is not how epaulettes are used."
Mao Yue said "oh", took it and put it in his pocket, standing there at a loss.
Bai Luochuan raised his chin and asked him, "What do you want to do?"
Seeing that he was still talking to him, Mao Yue smiled again and said excitedly, "I want to kick their butts! One kick each, gently, just to teach them a lesson... My dad used to kick me, so I want to try it too!"
Bai Luochuan nodded, said a few words to Mi Yang, and took him back to his class.
When Class 2 was cheering with their certificates in hand, Mao Yue shouted at several boys in Class 1 to "turn around" and then kicked them in the buttocks. This was a small punishment for almost causing the class to lose the first place in the team. Mao Yue's kicks didn't hurt, but it was just a revenge. Instead, it felt like a draw, and everyone was relieved. Another classmate screamed when he didn't get the kick, and the atmosphere eased immediately. A group of people laughed and everyone seemed to have become good brothers.
For those from other classes who came over out of curiosity, Bai Luochuan's explanation to everyone was the same: "celebration".
Every class has different habits, so everyone else just laughed it off.
When they were riding back to the camp, Mi Yang's gift was also received.
Bai Luochuan and Zhou Tong exchanged seats and sat with Mi Yang. He handed him a matchbox and said, "Open it and take a look."
Mi Yang slowly opened it, and when he pulled it out halfway, he saw a small butterfly with red patterns trapped inside. It had gold and black veins on its body, and looked delicate and beautiful.
Bai Luochuan asked him: "Is it beautiful enough?"
Mi Yang looked at it for a while and nodded.
They took a break at the shooting range, and it was probably at that time that Bai Luochuan caught it. The little butterfly in the matchbox was like a touch of fragile and gorgeous beauty brought by the smoke of gunpowder. Mi Yang stroked the matchbox, looked at it, and then let it go.
Bai Luochuan asked: "Don't like it?"
Mi Yang smiled and said, "I like it very much."
Bai Luochuan was puzzled: "Why did you let him go?"
"Well, just remember it." Mi Yang pointed to his head, closed his eyes and smiled, "Write it here."
Bai Luochuan also laughed, tilted his head to look at the scenery outside the window, and stretched out a hand to shake hands with Mi Yang.
When they returned in the afternoon, it was already time for dinner, but Bai Luochuan still had the task of running laps. He and Mao Yue had been punished by the instructor to run ten laps each. After returning, they went straight to the playground.
I had just finished my warm-up exercises on the playground and hadn't run two steps when I saw a classmate from my class running towards me with sweat all over his forehead and saying, "Brother Bai, I asked the instructor! He said that if we each do one lap, 20 laps will be enough, and one lap will be enough. Let's run with you!"
The boys from Class 1 followed behind. They had a good relationship with Bai Luochuan, and the honor of the class was also won by Bai Luochuan and his friends. After hearing about the shoulder straps, they could no longer sit still and came over to run laps together.
The final result was that all the boys in Bai Luochuan's class ran around the playground.
After this lap, a boy held his knees and panted. He gave Bai Luochuan a thumbs up and said, "Brother Bai, you are awesome. How, how did you do it... You must be exhausted after running those ten laps..."
Bai Luochuan's breathing was still steady, with only sweat on his forehead. He replied, "Practice more often."
After finishing running, they had to walk for a few more minutes to relax their bodies. As the boys were walking, they saw someone coming from the opposite direction.
Mi Yang brought a kettle over and handed it to Bai Luochuan, saying, "Are you done running? I've prepared food for you. Eat it while it's still hot."
Bai Luochuan took the water and drank it, saying, "Okay."
The remaining people looked at each other and rushed forward together.
Bai Luochuan heard something wrong, so he grabbed Mi Yang's arm and ran away, asking him, "Where did you put the food? The cafeteria?"
Mi Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he ran two steps before saying, "Yes, it's on the table where you usually eat..."
Bai Luochuan said: "Run!"
The people behind him yelled, "Did you hear that? There's hot food and dishes on the table where Brother Bai is eating. Go ahead—"
"First come, first served, go ahead!!"