sinovels Chapter 56
Chapter 56
At the end of the training in the evening, our freshmen took a shower, washed their clothes and went back to the dormitory to receive the bed check, and then went to bed. There was no extra activity at all, because they were too tired.
In my sleep, I vaguely heard the sound of whistle blowing, and I wondered if this was the aftereffect of too much training during the day. In my dream, I couldn't feel at ease.
"Emergency assembly!" The harsh whistle accompanied by the instructor's roar resounded in this quiet night, breaking all the freshmen's dreams.
"The assembly will be completed within 3 minutes!" The instructor shouted loudly from downstairs in the dormitory.
I opened my eyes suddenly, climbed out of bed and quickly found another set of clean clothes to put on, and then ran downstairs as soon as I put on my shoes.
Everyone was rushing to the meeting point, and they didn't care about their appearance.
After arriving at the assembly point, everyone lined up and stood in a military posture, their chests heaving violently, and they did not dare to take a big breath.
"Report the number!" The instructor ordered.
"1, 2, 3, 4..." Everyone counted in turn.
After counting and confirming that everything is in order, the instructors came over and began to check the appearance one by one.
As expected, from the hem of the clothes, the belt, to the shoelaces and socks, there is nothing that the instructors can't find fault with.
"You, are you wearing your pants backwards?" Instructor Zhang walked up to a freshman, and his tone was unexpectedly kind. Maybe this student's operation was so outrageous that the instructor was so helpless that he was speechless.
Everyone listened to the instructor criticizing the students around them one by one, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, for fear that it would get worse when it was their turn.
Director Nan walked up to me and looked up and down. He obviously stood here for a longer time than others.
"The hem of the jacket is not arranged properly, the belt is loosely tied, and the lace of the left shoe is also untied." Director Nan listed them one by one expressionlessly, without any emotional ups and downs, "Yan Minqi, disheveled, punished Write an inspection and hand it over to me within two days."
Although Director Nan didn't hear him say that he would punish other students to write inspections all the way, but he made sense in every sentence, and he didn't mean anything against me in his words. Although I was a little confused, I could only answer "yes".
We were notified this afternoon that there is no need to gather outside, and all freshmen have their dormitories on standby.
Everyone was happy to lie on the bed and slack off. After getting dressed, they climbed back into bed and took a nap.
"Get up! The instructor is here!" Someone suddenly shouted.
This sentence is like throwing a thunderbolt in the fish pond. Everyone cheated their bodies one after another. They got up from the bed one by one like carps, got out of bed quickly, adjusted their appearance, and waited anxiously for the instructor's arrival.
The instructors all walked into the new training dormitory with high spirits and high spirits. As they walked through the rows of beds, the expressions on their faces gradually changed from calm and serious to disgust.
All the new trainees did not dare to take a breath, for fear that if they did not pay attention and caused the instructor to be in a bad mood, they would receive an inspection treat.
Instructor Zhang came to our side, looked at our bed and table with distaste, and then said: "This afternoon I came to teach you the rules of housekeeping. Starting tomorrow, the daily assessment standard will add the item of housekeeping inspection. "
For us freshmen, there is one more point deduction standard.
"Your cups and toothbrushes must be neatly arranged." Instructor Zhang pointed to the things on our table and said, "It's annoying to see your mess." He walked forward and adjusted them one by one. angular position.
It seems that people who have studied in the military academy will more or less have obsessive-compulsive disorder afterwards.
Next, the instructor told us the placement of other things one by one. As far as he could see, it was necessary to re-plan one side, but the display layout after his reminder did look a lot more comfortable.
"Do you remember what I said?" Instructor Zhang asked.
"Remember!" Everyone replied.
"You'd better remember it, because whether you remember it or not, tomorrow will follow this standard anyway." Instructor Zhang raised the corners of his mouth and gave a smirk as if he was watching the excitement.
"Be merciful, Instructor Zhang." A freshman who suspected his fate pleaded.
Instructor Zhang unexpectedly had a very kind face. He glanced at us and said, "Okay, it's easy to say. Next, Director Nan will teach you how to stack tofu cubes. Then tomorrow, points will be deducted according to the quality of the tofu cubes?" Instructor Zhang showed a kind smile after speaking, which made us all feel creepy.
Director Nan walked to a bed, pulled the quilt to spread out, and while smoothing out the wrinkles on the quilt, he reminded everyone: "If there is anything you didn't see clearly, please bring it up in time, and I will explain it again. .”
Our eyes are all focused on Director Nan's hands. He measured the distance with his hands, then grabbed the quilt with both hands, and kneaded the quilt from left to right like a sushi. Picking up the quilt at the other end, he suddenly turned it over. He used his slender fingers to constantly trim the edge of the quilt, so that the quilt could show a straight edge. After this side gradually formed, he folded it again in the same way. the other end.
The blue veins on the back of Director Nan's hands are clear, but not too exaggerated. His white hands shuttle back and forth in the gaps in the quilt, and a complete prototype of tofu block is displayed in front of us before we know it.
Director Nan stopped what he was doing. He straightened up, turned around and looked at us. His gaze scanned the crowd and then fell on me.
He smiled slightly, looked at me and said, "Yan Minqi, this is your quilt, and the rest of the shaping will be done by you."
I just woke up like a dream. It turned out that Director Nan was using my bed. I said why it looked so familiar. I was so fascinated by watching the teaching just now that I didn’t realize this problem at all.
"Yes!" I replied and walked out of the crowd.
"The edge has to be pinched flat enough so that it can stand up." Director Nan stood beside me, reminding me at any time while watching my movements.
"When you fold the quilt tomorrow, you can use your chopsticks, pens and other tools," Director Nan turned to everyone and said, "Because your quilts are relatively new and there are no traces of folding. If you have no experience in stacking tofu cubes, it will be more difficult."
"I suggest that you get up a few minutes earlier tomorrow to clean up the housework, it may take a little longer than before." Director Nan said with a smile, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Report to the instructor, it's ready." I stood up straight and said to Director Nan.
Director Nan turned his head, his gaze seemed to have taken a quick glance from me, and then turned to the quilt on the bed.
"It looks good like this," Director Nan took a step forward, his breath was very close to me, just like the day I met him outside the locker room, I could smell a good aroma, although it was very weak.
So I took a step back and made room for him.
Director Nan raised his head and glanced at me, then looked away. He picked up the quilt and turned it 180 degrees, revealing the side that was not tidied up just now. While speaking, he stretched out his hand to tidy up this side smoothly.
"Do you remember? Yan Minqi." After tidying up, he looked up at me and asked.
"Remember." I replied.
I always feel that he did it on purpose for me to see. Although he didn't make things difficult for me, the way he looks at me occasionally always makes me feel very concerned.