Although the place where Lu Yanchen worked was not a military academy, there were strict rules.
According to the system, each teaching instructor must be on duty at the base, and it is completely closed for 30 days. Phone calls and Internet access must also be monitored. Because Lu Yanchen was the leader of the instructor group, he was the first on duty.
He and Gui Xiao talk on the phone every day, just like back when they first joined the army, the frequency and contact information are similar.
In fact, you can also use QQ, but the text monitoring is also troublesome, so let's do it.
Even if there was only a call, he still told Gui Xiao not to say anything too nauseous. There is a reason for such an exhortation: when he had just left the recruit company, it was a place with confidentiality attributes, and Gui Xiao sent five letters in a row. Benchmarking Love Letters". Later, Lu Yanchen went to Erlianhot. The counselor passed by and visited Lu Yanchen, who was already the deputy team at the time. He mentioned the love letter to a bunch of leaders. He joked about it in the team for half a year...
So he felt that it was necessary to instruct Gui Xiao to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past.
Within five days of class, Lu Yanchen gave everyone a good lesson.
On this day, he was sitting on the steps beside the training ground, watching from a distance a group of students doing tests in the training ground.
The group was divided into groups of ten.
At this time, the first group of people are in their own independent protection circles, and at the same time defuse bombs.
Everyone thought it was a competition, racing against time, trying to show the best results and win over others. But it was very strange that no one raised their hands to signal after two minutes, and the students in the six groups behind them also felt that something was wrong and looked around.
The students in the protective circle were all wearing protective clothing. They were heavy, nervous, and anxious. They didn't know what was wrong.
Lu Yanchen looked at the second hand from the corner of his eye, three seconds, two seconds, one second...
"Bang bang bang..." Five loud sounds in succession.
The five students in protective suits were shaken two meters away. Some sat directly on the ground in fright, some panicked, stumbled up, and some took off their protective masks. …
Although the remaining five people had nothing to do, they were also stupid.
Whether it was the students who were shaken away or waiting in line, everyone was left with only their own breathing and heartbeat.
The explosion just now was a live ammunition...
"Teams of ten people, five random people in each group will encounter live ammunition," the test instructor bowed his head and scored, "Next group."
There are three more words he did not explain:
One is that the five live ammunition cannot be dismantled, and no matter how talented it is, it will be useless. Lu Yanchen took off his hat and fanned the wind slightly. Seeing that the students, who were obviously ten times more nervous than just now, were very satisfied with the effect, he clipped the hat under his right arm, got up, and left the playground.
After an hour, the test was over.
Except for the first group because they didn't know the score was passable, the remaining six groups had a lot of psychological burden, and there were really no ones who didn't dare to go, so they got zero points. Survival of the fittest, of course, this kind of life-saving thing must be bold.
This training is routine.
It's just that in the anti-terrorist squadron, whether you wet your pants or your legs are too soft to walk, you have to go hard. It's okay to say that these students are just eliminated proportionally.
Lu Yanchen himself is the head of these instructors and is very respected.
After three classes were tested that day, the instructor in charge of the test finally boasted of Lu Yanchen's bomb-making ability, which attracted the admiration of the students. In his early thirties, he also has an anti-terrorism aura. The most important thing is that he has not roughened his face for many years in the military. He is completely "naturally beautiful and hard to give up".
A few days later, he was smoking in a smoking area around the corner of the teaching building.
Two female students passed by and called out "Instructor Lu" twice. He raised his eyes and responded symbolically, his eyes awe-inspiring and indifferent. After answering the sound, continue to flip through the learning materials in your hand.
"Instructor Lu, Instructor Xu said that you did the test of our bomb that day?" One of the more mature eyebrows spoke up first, "Instructor Xu also said that you are a genius who has dual cultivation of bomb disposal and blasting?"
The information in Lu Yanchen's hand is in English. After all, he is not his native language, and there are many technical terms, so it is difficult to read without paying attention. So after hearing the voice, he gave him a ruthless glance, thinking about the things on the paper in his mind.
Seeing this look, the two female students felt a little guilty.
Lu Yanchen slowly pulled himself out of the documents and said, "Not only me, but many of the detonators are also experts in blasting. You'll know when you get to the front line later." If you don't hurt the people inside, that inch of strength will be more troublesome, far from the imaginary throwing a pack of explosives and it's over. It's all human life.
The female student who spoke up seemed encouraged and smiled.
Lu Yanchen looked at them: "You two, what are your student numbers?"
The girl who asked the question lowered her head, brushed the strands of hair that were floating in front of her eyes, and said softly, "I'm class 56, she's class 59." Lu Yanchen nodded: "This kind of question was discussed in class. , I'll ask you to directly deduct credits next time. Do you have any questions?"
"… Gone."
He closed the document, picked up the hat on the stone bench beside him, put it on the document folder, and walked all the way to the second teaching.
The days at the base went by in a flash.
It was early April when Lu Yanchen returned to Xiao's house.
Pushing the door open, she was sitting on the sofa, peeling the mangosteen for Qin Xiaonan to eat, pressing her thumb to the end of the black and purple shell, cracking the shell, and stuffing the tender and slippery pulp into Qin Xiaonan's mouth: " This stuff is nutritious, two a day."
Qin Xiaonan ate something so sweet for the first time. It was really delicious. When he spit out the core, he heard Gui Xiao say the next sentence: "Look, we will give you good food and drink, and you don't need to do housework. Your task. Just study hard, and you must do one thing well, otherwise you will be hanged and beaten.”
... Qin Xiaonan spit out the fruit pit in his palm and sighed.
Lu Yanchen walked in, and Gui Xiao heard the sound, and immediately shoved the remaining mangosteen into Qin Xiaonan's hand: "After eating, go and recite a model essay." The voice faded, and the person was already barefooted from the floor. He ran over and took Lu Yanchen's hand, "I bought chicken, potatoes, a lot of spices, an oven, mutton, beef, and a lot of meat."
Gui Xiao's mood was like offering a treasure.
"You make a big plate of chicken for us, and kebabs."
Big plate chicken? He hasn't tried it yet, but it shouldn't be difficult.
He answered and gave Qin Xiaonan a look of contempt. The child who was not tamed by anyone was still planted in Gui Xiao's place. Qin Xiaonan also replied with an expression of "Uncle Lu, you are almost the same". The image of the iron man who only bleeds and does not cry has already collapsed. After entering this door, don't you have to roll up your sleeves and do housework
The "good friends", one big and one small, who haven't seen each other for half a month, do not have any language communication.
Qin Xiaonan took the initiative to go back to the study to recite Gui Xiaoliu's homework, intentionally leaving space for them.
Lu Yanchen took off his coat, went into the kitchen, took a relatively small long sharp knife, and skillfully peeled the potatoes.
Piece by piece, rhythmically falling into the stainless steel pool.
Gui Xiao put his face behind his back, as if he could hear the strong heartbeat through his shirt, and his heart adjusted to the rhythm: "I thought you would come back very dirty." It is rare to keep it so clean and tidy.
"I took a shower before I came out."
Before he came out, he was still secretly slandering himself. He was like a fluffy boy who just fell in love. Before seeing his girlfriend, he had to wash up and be neater, so as not to leave a bad impression on people.
"Oh," he wanted to ask a question before he left, but he forgot. Later, he didn't dare to ask because the phone was being monitored. Now he finally got the chance, "Are there any female students in your base?"
"Have."
Really? "A lot?"
"not much."
"How many do you bring?"
"more than ten."
Gui Xiao was silent, put his hands into his trouser pockets, and hugged him like this. She used to do this action, except that she could touch the cigarette case and lighter, but she couldn't touch anything new. But this time it was different, her finger touched a ring.
First stunned. Immediately holding it in her palm, she slowly pulled out her hand. It was a very small ring. She was afraid that it would fall off when she got excited, and she could not find it anywhere... He must have known that he had touched it.
But he just pretended that nothing existed, and pointed to the range hood.
Gui Xiao turned on the range hood.
"Light a cigarette for me," he said, "in my left pocket."
Gui Xiao took out the cigarette case and lighter, took out a cigarette according to the words, put it between his lips, and held the ring firmly in the palm of his hand, and went to light a cigarette for him. The flint rubbed the ground, but it didn't ignite, and it was lit after two consecutive hits.
The small flame will touch the end of the cigarette, and the shredded tobacco is burning.
Lu Yanchen whispered softly, bit his cigarette and said, "Be careful, don't drop anything in your hand."
Gui Xiao quickly put down the lighter and glared at him, his cheekbones were burning hot, as if he had been scorched by fire.
"Don't like it?" He smiled.
"Just buy it without asking me..."
Lu Yanchen smiled and took the cigarette from his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it, buy it next year. If you don't like it, buy it again the year after. When you're old, take a rope and hang it around your neck. No one has as many rings as you."
Gui Xiao was amused and shoved him, Lu Yanchen seemed to have no embankments, and the handle of the knife was thrown away, but he made a circle to get it back. The bright light flashed past, and the next second it was firmly held in the palm of the hand.
Gui Xiao looked dumbfounded: "How did you do it?" After asking, his eyes brightened, "Teach me now."
Seeing her energetic appearance, Lu Yanchen looked like a young recruit. Just after leaving the army, he felt that the anti-terrorist team was full of hidden, superb martial arts masters who jumped over the wall... Everything was fresh and blood boiled.
Lu Yanchen didn't want to let her play with the knife, put the knife on the cutting board, wiped his hands, took a lighter from her hand to light a cigarette, and took a sip: "Try the size."
Gui Xiao hummed, and compared with his fingers, just right: "What about yours?"
I saw it as soon as I finished speaking.
On the left hand, isn't the ring finger wrapped around the other one
Gui Xiao couldn't seem to be soft-hearted, and asked quietly, "Why are you wearing it now?"
"convenient."
In fact, in the base, the instructors joked about their popularity with female students, but instead reminded him.
When she was with Gui Xiao when she was studying, she was very concerned about this kind of thing. Today she listened to her peers talking, tomorrow she heard cross-grade messages, and the day after tomorrow she was teased by Haidong. Female classmates were interested in you in the past? Interesting now? Might be interesting in the future? That is to say, he always likes to sit in the last row alone, without sharing the same table, otherwise he will definitely make up a "you at the same table" from Haidong and Meng Xiaoshan...
Although in the past, present, or future, he did not think that such a thing would happen.
However, it is necessary to take precautions before it happens.
So he was inconvenient to leave the base, so he went online to check the ring he wanted to buy, and accurately estimated the size, so that the instructor who was able to leave the base brought a pair to the city for him, and he wore it first.
You are wearing them, so I am welcome.
Gui Xiao also quietly put it on, held it up, and looked at the light, two small broken diamonds next to each other, bright and clean.
The more I saw it, the more I liked it, so I simply took off the ring on my middle finger. All laughed.
The people behind him leaned hard on him again, and Lu Yanchen noticed: "Let me cook first."
"I wanted to talk to you at night." Gui Xiao's throat tightened and his face flushed.
…
She tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "I seem to be pregnant."
…
The chicken is simmering in the chubby soup, and there is nothing else but the sound.
The whole world is silent.
"Really." How nervous is it like a teenage pregnancy...
Lu Yanchen suddenly slammed the cigarette butt in his hand out in the pool, and reached out to open the window. One took her into the living room, face to face, those eyes looked at her up and down. Reflexively touched the cigarette case in his trousers pocket, the edge of the cigarette case hit the palm of his hand, and he woke up again and calmed down.
People are still standing, like she is the only woman left in the world, looking at her...