In the training method of an army, it is the most common thing for one person to make a mistake and be punished collectively. This may make people feel resentful and unfair at first, but in the long run of the team career, this can be very good. To unite the collective and increase collective cohesion.
However, at this time, these little carrot heads with extremely fragile mental qualities could no longer bear it. This short one-week military training was supposed to be over in a short time, but if Song Ye had to endure the hardship on the first day, everyone would I can't even swallow this breath.
Lao Ba had a calm face and continued to stare at the young man in front of him, paying no attention to the noise in the audience. "If you think about it, get down and run now."
Song Ye pursed her lips and did not move. Although running was not difficult for her, she did not like to sweat in this weather.
"What? You don't want to?" On Lao Ba's dark face, a storm was brewing in his big black eyes. He could guarantee that if the young man really didn't carry out the order at this moment, he would make her feel regret. taste.
The instructor's tough stance and the young man's calm but powerful calmness made the situation fall into a stalemate. The students on the playground also felt a faint sense of coercion. They closed their mouths with some gloating and started to watch the show obediently.
But when the crowd started to shut up and the whole place fell silent, a voice sounded coldly on the playground.
"When the incident happened, I saw the whole process. It was those people who attacked Song Ye first. Song Ye just dodged and did not fight back."
While the crowd was stunned, the focus of their attention shifted and fell on Meng Ziheng, who was standing alone. He was isolated from the crowd and had been watching indifferently until then.
Song Ye also didn't expect that this person would stand up for him. He raised his eyebrows lightly, but still saw that the other person was not very friendly.
Yes, this is basically because people don’t want to be implicated by themselves, so they are talking.
In the stands, Lao Ba turned his head towards Meng Ziheng, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a smooth voice: "Did you really see it clearly?"
"Well, I was right behind them." Meng Ziheng told the truth. He didn't mean to save Song Ye, but because he recognized the boy who was plotting against him as the one who chatted with him under the shade of a tree. The other party would attack Song Ye, most likely because of himself.
Although he doesn't take the blame, he doesn't bother to do things like stabbing people in the back.
If Song Ye says no, most people won't believe it, but if Meng Ziheng says Song Ye is right, most people will choose to believe it, because he is a rich and powerful young master and cannot lie or deceive others.
But it is useless for most people to believe it. The key depends on whether the instructors with decision-making power believe it or not.
Obviously, this black-faced instructor Lao Ba is not a person who understands current affairs. When Meng Ziheng personally stood up to testify, he only glanced at it and snorted coldly: "Humph, that's because you have poor eyesight. Not enough."
Meng Ziheng was stunned for a moment, realizing the sarcasm in the other person's mouth, and immediately frowned, his eyes wandering back and forth between Lao Ba and Song Ye for several times.
Could it be that this guy really wasn't acting
"I know they were the ones who made the first move, and their punishment will naturally be recorded in the files in the future." Lao Ba turned his head, looking businesslike. This tone confirmed the fact that the other party made the move first, but , "But you dare to say that you didn't do anything? You know exactly what happened to the fourth person's fracture."
The fourth person? Everyone had never experienced the scene, so they were confused, but Song Ye, as the person involved, knew everything.
She half-closed her eyes, her eyes flashed, and she was a little surprised. When the accident happened, Lao Ba was more than a hundred meters away from her. She was also very careful when she took action, and even Meng Ziheng who was following behind could not reach her. He saw the flaw, but he never wanted Lao Ba to see through it.
It seems that this instructor is not simple either.
All kinds of speculations ran through his mind, but Song Ye didn't show it on his face. He even asked back calmly, "When others bully you, don't you allow me to fight back?" The meaning in these words was that he had indirectly acknowledged it. The fact that she hurt someone.
When Lao Ba heard this sentence, his eyebrows wrinkled a little more unsightly. From his point of view, the young man in front of him might have some ability, but he was born rebellious. From the inside out, his whole body was... Everyone has a rebellious spirit.
This kind of person is most unfit to be a soldier.
"If you hurt someone, you will be punished. Do you want to get a demerit or go to the playground all day?" Laoba had a straight face. He didn't care about right or wrong, only about the results. Reason completely overwhelmed emotional justice, which made many people They all don’t understand.
But Song Ye understood that the duty of a soldier is to obey and complete the task. Regardless of the process, right is right and wrong is wrong. There is never an ambiguous answer.
It's one thing to understand, it's another to accept it.
Song Ye gently raised his delicate chin, his white neck showing a wild arc, and said lightly, "What if I don't accept both of them?"
There was a bang, and the scene suddenly became an uproar.
The provincial champion is so arrogant that even the instructor dares to contradict him, and now he is risking a demerit by openly provoking him.
That's right, those black and white eyes, although cold and cold, were clearly provocative.
Lao Ba, with his golden sword and big horse, took a big step forward, stared deeply at the young man who only reached his chest, and said in a majestic voice: "Winning or losing, as long as you beat me, you have the final say."
Song Ye curled up the corner of his mouth, and the curve of his lips was cold, "No regrets."
Regret? The old man laughed angrily, his dark face forming an awkward expression, but it was uglier than crying, "Then let's see who gets down first."
There are two things he is not afraid of the most in his life. One is getting shot, and the other is accepting challenges.
Looking down from the principal's office, you can see every move on the playground. At this time, the two figures in the stands have moved to the track. The students are watching on the side. The scene looks like a vegetable market.
"Hey, what's going on? The instructor is having a PK with the students. This old guy is a little out of control today." A young man said helplessly on one side of the sofa, but in the blink of an eye he saw the indifferent man on the other side. A look of great interest.
He was slightly surprised, "They say you value this brother very much. It seems that the rumors are true. Just leave it alone. Aren't you afraid that Lao Ba will bully you?" The man joked with a smile. It was rare to see the cold-faced devil in a mood. When exposed.
Qin Zhan, who was standing by the window sill, didn't even turn his head. When he heard this, he just said, "He won't suffer a loss." His tone sounded quite confident and proud.