Even though he was the captain's brother, Song Ye did not stay with Qin Zhan all day. After completing the training during the day, he had to go to extra time for theory classes at night.
Time seems to pass by quietly between the fingers, but many things are also secretly changing. For example, the four new recruits are becoming more and more familiar with the rules and gradually become veterans. The veterans are also watching Song Ye from the beginning. Zhong changed his attitude and was impressed by the talent and potential displayed by the young man.
More importantly, after hearing that the boy was the top scorer in the high school entrance examination in Luo Province, he studied theoretical knowledge at night, and the positions around Song Ye became popular. Because many of them are young soldiers who have not studied for a few years. They can carry a gun very well on the battlefield, but they are very poor and do not know a lot of Chinese characters.
Even the three wild wolves, after meeting Song Ye for the first time and writing a 3,000-word summary review within an hour, their jaws dropped.
And among everyone's eyes in amazement, there are still one or two pairs of eyes that are always peeping and lurking in the dark.
That night, it was already ten o'clock after the theory class. Everyone rushed to take a shower to get a seat. Song Ye also went to Qin Zhan's place and took a quick hot shower. When he went out, everything was quiet. , no one is out and about.
There was a distance between Qin Zhan's room and the team members' dormitory. After Song Ye walked around several cabins, he noticed someone following him.
In the training base of the Eagle Group, there are very few people patrolling and standing guard in the middle of the night, but the surveillance cameras cover all directions, so it is impossible for foreign enemies to invade without being discovered.
Song Ye pondered in his heart, his steps were still slow and slow, and when he came to a corner, his figure instantly disappeared in the corner.
In the dark night, the visitor's footsteps were very steady and not heavy. It was obvious that he was well-trained and his skills were good. After realizing that Song Ye was missing, his footsteps quickened and he wanted to follow him around the next corner. In the blink of an eye, the fist was already coming towards him.
Bang bang bang, Song Ye punched very quickly. One blow hit the opponent's face, and the other hit had already pushed the opponent into a blind corner. The wind of the punch scraped the air with a fierce momentum, and he greeted the opponent without politeness.
The other party followed and was attacked unexpectedly. He was already at a disadvantage in a daze, but he still relied on his skills to fight with Song Ye in the dark for a long time before he was kicked in the chest and hit the wall without moving again.
As soon as the two sides separated, Song Ye saw the face of the man in front of him clearly. After being stunned for a moment, a sneer appeared on his face, "Brother Zhang, you are up so late at night, what advice can you ask me for?"
That's right, the person who came was none other than Zhang Kui.
It's just that Zhang Kui has never dared to provoke her since he was beaten up by them in the dormitory last time. Unexpectedly, he dared to follow her today. He is very courageous.
"Hey, I didn't mean to be silent." Zhang Kui on the ground covered his chest and gasped, suspecting that his bones were about to crack again. But facing the sneer on Song Ye's face, he felt inexplicably timid, and his argumentative voice was as low as a mosquito.
"Oh?" A grown man nestled pitifully in the corner. Song Ye really wanted to hear what this guy wanted to do.
Seeing that Song Ye had no intention of asking him, Zhang Kui scratched his head and felt a little at a loss. However, thinking of what was on his mind, he immediately plucked up the courage, gritted his teeth, and decided to give it a try, "Song, Song Ye, I want to ask you for a favor."
help? Song Ye's eyebrows moved, and he was a little surprised. Zhang Kui is a very high-spirited person, old-fashioned and dull. He is a straight-forward person who believes in things and is annoying. Even ten bulls can't pull him back, otherwise he wouldn't be upstaged by a second place with mediocre results in a few years. .
She also thought that even if Zhang Kui didn't cause trouble for her, he would never give in to her.
Today's episode is quite new.
Seeing that Song Ye was still, Zhang Kui didn't expect her to be more considerate. He simply took out something from his pocket and quickly said the lines he had silently recited in his heart, "I want to ask you to copy a letter for me." ,please."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Kui immediately bent at 90 degrees and bowed, holding the things in his hands flat, his body stretched like a stone.
Song Ye was startled by the other party's fight. He lowered his eyes and looked at the square paper folded into a ball in the other party's hand, and couldn't help but feel curious. This stinky and stubborn guy was so humble to me just for a letter
As a result, as soon as Song Ye opened the paper and scanned the first line, he immediately understood.
This is a love letter.
"I, I'm going home on vacation in two days, and I want to sort out this letter, but I don't quite understand some of the words. Can you help me?" Zhang Kui kept his bowing posture and didn't dare to look up, with an expression on his face. It had already turned red.
He is already twenty-seven or eighty years old. In his part of the village, other children are usually able to make a living, but he is the only one who is still an older leftover boy. In fact, Zhang Kui had a girl he liked in his heart, but he couldn't stay long this time when he went back. He was afraid that he would be stupid and couldn't explain clearly, so he thought he could write a letter to express his feelings.
But his level of education was limited, and he hadn't finished looking up the dictionary when the holidays were coming. In desperation, he had to look for Song Ye.
He had seen Song Ye's summary of the comments posted on the bulletin board. The font was very beautiful and clean that little girls would like.
The square letter paper has been folded many times, and a lot of content has been written densely on it. The pencil words have been scrawled and modified by the eraser, and the corners have been frayed in some places. The pinyin is used for the words that are not understood. There are also several Chinese characters with homophones.
This letter is at the level of a primary school student's composition, but it can also be seen that a lot of thought was put into it.
Song Ye looked at this thin piece of paper, and his calm heart suddenly felt a little touched, touched by the pure emotions of this era.
By the time this touch was over, she had already brought back the letter. It only contained a few hundred words, and it was all a matter of effort.
Before turning off the lights at night, she found new letter paper, spread it out, sorted out Zhang Kui's elementary school student sentences, and started writing in a flash.
Dong Qian turned over and saw the young man writing something there. He stretched out his head and looked over, thinking that Song Ye was sitting upright and copying some Eight Disciplines. But when he took a closer look, he immediately burst out, "Pfft... you are hot." , I am the seed, burning only for you. You are the wind and I am the sand, entangled and inseparable. You are my pistachio, I think about it day and night..." I really can't read the rest, because Dong Qian He had already fallen down on the bed, laughing so hard that he almost lost his breath.
"It's so late at night, why are you so angry?" Ding Li kicked him with disgust.
Dong Qian couldn't care less about being angry. He stretched out his trembling hands and kept twitching the corners of his mouth, "It's not me, it's Song Ye. He's writing a love letter."