Chapter 9 Pig who can take pictures

At noon, Li Kun had dinner in the cafeteria and went to the training room to rest.

He said he was resting, but he couldn't rest and habitually started the barbell and practiced.

The military green solid-color short T-shirt was driven by force and faintly evoked the inverted triangle on the upper body.

Li Kun was like playing, silently chanting for two hundred times.

Lin De ran in with steamed buns all over his mouth, holding two in his hand, "Brother, do you eat steamed buns?"

"don't want."

Li Kun's arms were up and down.

"Then do you eat sweet potatoes?"

"You also bought sweet potatoes?"

Li Kun glanced at him, "Where is it?"

Linde stretched out his face and was excited: "Here is here! Hahaha!"

“…”

"Sister Chen said, my face looks like a sweet potato."

Li Kun sneered: "Whatever she said is what?"

"She's right!"

"Are you a sweet potato?"

"I'm like a sweet potato."

Li Kun was speechless for a moment and had never seen anyone as proud as Sweet Potato.

Lin De took a bite of the steamed bun, "Sister Chen was so accurate in shooting the target today. That move is so professional. Oh, how did she learn it?"

Li Kun focused on lifting the barbell, and his heart was completely clear: "How could I know."

"Sister Chen said it even."

"Why are you talking so much?"

Li Kun was annoyed when he heard this, "It's her that he opened his mouth and shut up."

Lin De scratched his nose, wondering how embarrassed he was, "I just think she's good."

Li Kun: "It's as good as the big white radish in your hometown, right?"

"Hi?

How do you know!”

Lin De thought for a while and asked, "Brother, did you know Sister Chen before?"

The barbell stops in mid-air.

Li Kun was silent for a moment, put down the equipment, and said coldly: "I don't know."

"But I think Sister Chen is very concerned about you."

Lin De approached quietly and said mysteriously: "I have observed it. She has peeked at you many times in the past two days of training."

Li Kun looked calm and cleaned up the barbell in an orderly manner.

Grab, put it down, plug it into the groove, and collide with several, making a dull metal sound.

Lin De whispered solemnly: "Brother, I think Sister Chen likes you."

"Bang bang!"

The sound of the barbell falling is particularly harsh.

Li Kun failed and failed to make such a low-level mistake.

He was anxious and grabbed a big barbell to strike, "You kid, don't talk nonsense, have you heard?"

During the non-training period, Lin Decai was not afraid of him, so he said: "It's not just me who can see it. Lao Liu, Zhang Ping and others are all talking about it."

Li Kun's eyes sank.

Lin De understood and crawled on the ground consciously: "I know, one hundred push-ups, accept the punishment!"

But this time, Li Kun didn't have the patience to stare, picked up the camouflage coat on the ground, leaving a silent back.

Leaving.

——

Although the military training plan for new employees is not long, every matter is strictly implemented in accordance with the rules and regulations.

I live in a group dormitory of eight people and use a public bathhouse. The hot water supply time is ten minutes for each person, and boys will wash cold water.

Yingchen and their accommodation are slightly better, and they live in two rooms.

We have a uniform meal in the morning, noon and evening, and we are not hungry in the morning, and we don’t go to eat dinner. The summer evening when the sunset is about to set, is the most beautiful.

Yingchen seemed to be a free agent, and while everyone was dining, she was watching the scenery alone in the corridor.

The fourth floor, with a wide view, a high sky, and a quiet and long world in dusk.

On the basketball court on the left, there are soldiers who have finished training playing with great spirits, on the mud and sand field on the right, and there are also young comrades who are training hard and hard.

As my eyes changed, Yingchen saw that there were more and more people walking out of the canteen on the road across the row of osmanthus trees.

She was careful and waited intentionally.

When Li Kun's figure appeared, Yingchen wanted to applaud his precise intuition.

He looked calm and his steps were neither hurry nor slow, and he was listening to his fellow comrades saying something.

Yingchen took out his cell phone, turned on the photo, and pointed it at Li Kun.

"Click"

This picture was blurred, so I shortened the focal length and took it again.

"Click"

"Click"

There were so many times in a row, Yingchen bent his mouth while slapping. He was satisfied, so satisfied. His facial features were photographic and had a soft light.

Suddenly, Li Kun downstairs raised his head intentionally or unintentionally and looked in this direction.

Yingchen quickly took back his cell phone and squatted to the ground with guilt.

"Squadron?

What's wrong?"

On the gravel road, comrades are concerned.

Li Kun calmly withdrew his gaze, "I saw a pig who can take pictures. It's okay, let's go."

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After dinner, I took a short rest and had another round of evening training.

Fortunately, the so-called training is an easy activity such as singing military songs.

It was too hot during the day, so Yingchen took a shower and changed his clothes before coming out.

In the army, she knew how to behave without wearing a skirt, and she was all T-shirts of simple style.

He tied his ponytail and looked up at the sky without makeup.

Employee Xiaopang sighed sincerely: "I think Sister Chen is like the beauty of our university."

"Go to you, are your school beauties so beautiful?"

"I'm not giving an example."

Yingchen smiled and accepted generously: "Honor, honor."

The girl asked: "Sister Chen, your afternoon shooting is so powerful. Have you ever enrolled in a shooting class?"

Yingchen shook his head.

"Wow, who did you learn from?"

"You all know each other."

Yingchen pretended to be mysterious: "Guess."

The fat man yelled: "Wang Junkai!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Laughing.

Yingchen: "Xiaopang, I'll add chicken legs to you tomorrow.
To be continued...