Chapter 64: Internal hygiene inspection. Here it comes! [Please give me a monthly ticket! Please read on!] Zhao Weihong put her hand on Zhang Biao and squeezed his shoulder hard. "From the very beginning, wasn't our goal to be number one?" "As long as we do our best, won't the red flag belong to us?" "Why bother whether it's one side or two sides?" "okay." Throwing the rag in his hand to Zhang Biao, Zhao Weihong ran towards the dormitory. "The remaining tail is left to you." "I have to go do other things." "profound"
Zhang Biao nodded woodenly and was about to squat down to mop the floor when he suddenly felt a slight chill on his shoulder. The deputy class leader just now Did you wipe your hands on my clothes? "Monitor." In the dormitory, Shi Jidong had already spread out the quilt and was lying on the bed doing nothing. "What's wrong?" "I'm going to the study room. I'll be back in an hour after the lights are turned off." Upon hearing this, Shi Jidong immediately sat up straight and asked tentatively. "Write a record?" "Yes, the instructor needed it urgently and only gave us a week." "I took a look at it. What is this? Political education? It's a pretty thick book. I may not be able to finish it in a week." Political theme education? Shi Jidong looked at Zhao Weihong, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself, and finally waved his hand helplessly. "Got it, let's go." After she finished speaking, Zhao Weihong did not rush to leave. She still stood beside Shi Jidong's bed without moving. Shi Jidong suddenly felt that this scene was familiar. "Anything else?" "Hey, squad leader" Zhao Weihong touched the back of his head and spoke with a silly smile. "I went to bed an hour late." "I still have to make the bed tomorrow morning, and I promised to wake Quan Shiqian and the others up." "I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get up, so."
"So you want to ask if I can wake you up?" "Ok!" Zhao Weihong nodded vigorously, appearing a little shy. Shi Jidong: “.” "roll!" The next second, Zhao Weihong was kicked out of the dormitory by Shi Jidong. If you don’t want to shout, then don’t shout! Who are you scolding? And you're even moving your feet! Zhao Weihong muttered a few words indignantly in his heart, patted the non-existent footprints on his butt, and walked into the study room. "Bah." The lights came on. Zhao Weihong walked straight to her seat and just as she took out her notebook, she heard a familiar whistle in the corridor. "Di!" "Lights out!" In the blink of an eye. The corridor was bustling with people and brightly lit just now. In an instant, everything fell silent in the darkness. The light from the study room came out of the door, dragging a long shadow across the corridor. Zhao Weihong subconsciously looked out the window and saw that the camp was also pitch black. Only the scattered lights are still twinkling in the dark night. After the whistle. It seemed as if the entire camp, along with the exhausted recruits, had fallen into a deep sleep. The surroundings were extremely quiet; Zhao Weihong could even hear her own heart pounding in her chest. In this situation, it was too easy for Zhao Weihong to do something extraordinary. How about having one to satisfy your craving? It’s a pity that Zhao Weihong doesn’t smoke. As for taking the opportunity to "disappear" or something, that is even more impossible. Not to mention that there are sentries standing guard downstairs and outside the building.
If Zhao Weihong had this idea, he would not have been able to get the position of clerk. He opened the two records in silence. In the study room, the sound of "rustling" writing was suddenly heard. Zhao Weihong originally thought this was an easy job. But with a "ripping" sound, Zhao Weihong gave up the idea. How to put it, this is actually very similar to the process of a sniper waiting for the target. Zhao Weihong had to pay full attention to the contents of the notebook, because he didn't know when the next name to be replaced would appear. It's like a carefully camouflaged sniper, quietly waiting for the target to appear, ready to pull the trigger at any time. This is no easier than training. Training is physically tiring. But copying this stuff is mentally tiring. He crumpled up the torn manuscript into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket. Zhao Weihong patted his face and continued transcribing. Time passed and an hour went by quickly. But Zhao Weihong's progress consisted of three paper balls in his pocket and a thin page of handwriting. Look at the results of your night's work and then look at the remaining tasks. Um. The corners of Zhao Weihong's mouth twitched visibly, and she suddenly felt that even this small stove was not so easy to eat. "call" With a long sigh, Zhao Weihong sorted out his slightly confused mood, put away the notebook, and left the study room. In the dormitory, the sound of snoring had already been heard. Seeing this, Zhao Weihong tiptoed into the dormitory, without even taking off her clothes, and fell headfirst on the bed, falling into a deep sleep. "Hey, wake up." "Ok?" Zhao Weihong opened her eyes dazedly and saw Shi Jidong standing in front of her bed with a flashlight and a smirk on his face. "Hey, you look like this, are you still asleep?" "Would you like to sleep a little longer?" Zhao Weihong was still very confused at this time. Her upper eyelid and lower eyelid seemed to be in love and inseparable. "Squad leader, is it time yet?" "Nonsense! Why else would I ask you to do that?" This was the first time that Shi Jidong saw Zhao Weihong looking so listless.
For some reason, Shi Jidong felt no sympathy when he saw Zhao Weihong, who was extremely sleepy. On the contrary, I kind of... No! I really want to laugh! Boy, now you know how to write the word "tired", right? But the next second, Zhao Weihong, who still had her eyes closed, climbed up from the bed slowly but firmly under Shi Jidong's astonished gaze. Not only that, Zhao Weihong also walked to the beds of other recruits and called them to get up one by one. "Wake up. It's time to make the quilt." "Ah? Deputy squad leader. I'll just sleep a little longer." Zhang Biao and others clearly slept one hour longer than Zhao Weihong, and their usual training intensity was incomparable to that of Zhao Weihong. But when it comes to getting up, none of them is as resolute as Zhao Weihong. "Get the hell out of here!" "Your deputy monitor called you but you didn't get up? Do you still need me to call you?" Listening to Shi Jidong's roar, everyone felt as if they were standing in the snow and someone poured a large basin of cold water on them, and they immediately became energetic! Except Zhao Weihong. He was really sleepy. In fact, compared with the veterans, what Zhao Weihong is experiencing now is nothing. At the beginning of summer training, soldiers in grassroots companies often could not turn off the lights and go to bed until 10 o'clock. They had to stand guard for two hours at night and exercise at 6 o'clock the next day. At most, I couldn't sleep for more than six hours. Otherwise, why do they say that soldiers are always sleepy? It would be abnormal if they didn’t feel sleepy! But Zhao Weihong, after all, was just a new recruit who had been in the camp for less than a week. I don’t know when it started. Shi Jidong, Wei Gang, and Li Jiangfan. I always subconsciously ignore Zhao Weihong's identity as a new recruit and instead hold him to the standards of a mature soldier. To be precise, it was Zhao Weihong herself who was using this standard to stubbornly demand of herself. Looking at Zhao Weihong's swaying figure, Shi Jidong was really afraid that he would fall to the ground. Take a closer look and you will see that Zhao Weihong already has two huge dark circles under her eyes, and has become a "national treasure." Even so, Zhao Weihong did not forget his responsibilities. "Come on, spread out the quilt." "Let's fold it first, and I'll tell you how to fix it later." Outside the window, the night is still dark.
Shi Jidong did not go back to sleep. Instead, he stayed in the study room silently, quietly fulfilling the promise he made to Zhao Weihong. Since joining the army, Zhao Weihong has not encountered any subject that gave him trouble. But after two nights of experience, Zhao Weihong had to admit it. Clerk work is really not a job for humans! It's easy to make yourself sleepy when copying this shit, and Zhao Weihong only has time to copy it at night, which makes her even sleepier. Once you feel sleepy, it is difficult to concentrate and you are more likely to make mistakes. If you make a mistake, you have to tear it up and rewrite it, which directly leads to increased workload, less sleep time, and more sleepiness. It's a vicious cycle. Even though Zhao Weihong cursed at Li Jiangfan, she did not try to "give in". Instead, she came up with a series of methods to force herself to concentrate, such as washing her face with cold water and pinching her thighs, vowing to "compete with the record in front of her!" Zhao Weihong survived the devilish training of Shi Jidong and Wei Gang. He just couldn't believe that he could be stumped by such a simple task as copying a book? But right now, or today, there is another thing that deserves Zhao Weihong's attention more. On the training ground. Looking at Wei Gang and a group of squad leaders walking towards the dormitory. Zhao Weihong and everyone else felt an emotion called "tension" spreading in their hearts. Internal hygiene inspection. it has started! A long chapter of nearly three thousand words is presented to you! Without further ado, please give me your monthly votes!!! (End of this chapter)