Chapter 3 The First Emergency Class Meeting

  "You two are really something! Hmm?" Guo Xiangyang stood angrily by the window, pointing at Wang Jin and Cui Ze, who were sitting on a small stool in the aisle between the bed and desk, and scolded loudly. "You two are really great, with this one move, our Class 6 is now infamous throughout the entire battalion, ah, notorious!"

  After lunch, Guo Xiangyang did not let the whole class take a nap, and after consulting with Li Dongkuan, he directly convened an emergency class meeting.

  "Wang Jin!" Guo Xiangyang fell silent for a moment, his anger unabated, and suddenly shouted.

  "Ah!" Wang Jin responded with a nod and stood up, his eyebrows drooping and eyes downcast.

  "What's with the 'ai'?! Haven't I told you before? When your name is called, you're supposed to respond with 'here', now sit down!" Guo Xiangyang was infuriated by Wang Jin's lazy and sloppy "ai".

  "Wang Jin!" Guo Xiangyang called out again.

  "Here!" Fortunately, Wang Jin's reaction was relatively quick this time.

  Guo Xiangyang stared at Wang Jin for a long time, making him feel uneasy. He suppressed his anger and said: "You're quite something, huh? We're all just ordinary soldiers who eat plain rice, what are you? Do you know that right now, you can't even be considered a soldier? And yet you don't recognize us old soldiers? You dare to clash with us directly, are you very capable? Tell me yourself, what were you thinking at noon?"

  Wang Jin muttered in a low voice: "He was the one who called me a rookie first."

  Kuo Hsiang-yang couldn't help but laugh, "If you're not a new recruit, what are you? Look at yourself, do you have any military bearing at all? What military skills can you talk about? Do you know what honors Chui Tse has received in the army? Is it wrong for an old soldier like him to call you a new recruit?"

  Qu Mingjun sighed and stood up silently, turning around to climb back onto his own bunk.

  "What are you doing, Qu Mingjun?" Guo Xiangyang was stunned by Qu Mingjun's actions and asked in a hurry, looking at the young man who was indeed not joking but really crawling onto the bed.

  "There's nothing to say." Qu Mingjun said coldly: "First, it is now the squadron's designated lunch break time. I spent half a day grinding bricks this morning and need a rest; second, this matter concerns only those two people and has nothing to do with me; third, I really don't think that veterans, or rather, veterans who have received honors, are superior in any way."

  "What did you say?" Guo Xiangyang was completely confused by Qu Mingjun's words. He was originally going to use the matter of Wang Jin and Cui Ze to educate the parties involved and remind the new recruits from other places who had enlisted, but how did Qu Mingjun suddenly come out and spout some big truths?

  Watching Qu Mingjun climb up to the upper berth and lie down with his eyes closed, Guo Xiangyang simply didn't know what to say.

  "Get down for me!" Guo Xiangyang shouted angrily, but Qu Mingjun still closed his eyes and didn't respond.

  Chui Ze also stood up, "You little brat, don't be so shameless."

  "Sit down for me!" Unexpectedly, Guo Xiangyang suddenly roared at Cui Ze.

  Kuang Xiangyang was so angry that he almost exploded. He had been in the army for three years, and had been a squad leader for two years. He had also trained new recruits before, and had seen all sorts of people - lazy ones, arrogant ones, stupid ones, clever ones, city boys, high-ranking officials' children... but he had never met anyone like this before. Endure, he must endure. This was the first day that the group had been formed, and if conflicts were not resolved properly, how would they get along in the future? Thinking of this, Kuang Xiangyang's face looked unpleasant as he opened his mouth: "Qu Mingjun, if you have any opinions about me, please speak up directly. Even though it's time for a nap, as the squad leader, I still have the right to hold a meeting to discuss urgent matters. I want to hear what opinions you really have!"

  Qu Mingjun shook his head, sat up and thought for a moment, then jumped down from the bed with a "thud" sound. He calmly faced Guo Xiangyang and said: "Personally, I don't have any opinions. Actually, I think this matter was wrong from the start because of Cui Ze. But during the meeting, all I saw was you educating Wang Jin as the class leader. This is something I don't understand. Also, what's with this 'new recruit egg' that you guys are talking about? Does being an old soldier necessarily mean they're stronger than new recruits? Are old soldiers always right?"

  Cui Ze's face had been ugly since he was yelled at by Guo Xiangyang, and when he heard Qu Mingjun's words now, his fire immediately went up to his head. "Bang" He kicked over the stool with one foot, "Damn it, you new recruit don't give me some color to see, really damn it!" As he spoke, he was about to rush forward. Qu Mingjun turned his body half way around, expressionless, and took a step back with his right foot.

  Right next to Choi Ze, Vice Class Leader Lee Dong-kwan had been prepared for a long time and grabbed Choi Ze with one hand. To say that the height of the sixth class belongs to Vice Class Leader Lee Dong-kwan is tall and majestic, although Choi Ze has trained like a fitness star, he was also held by Lee Dong-kwan's wrist pulse gate and suppressed, unable to move forward.

  Guo Xiangyang inadvertently saw Qu Mingjun withdraw his right foot half a step, and his heart moved. Could it be that this kid still has some skills? Is he so arrogant because of this? On the contrary...

  "What you said is not wrong, Cui Ze himself was also wrong and shouldn't have mocked Wang Jin." In the blink of an eye, Guo Xiangyang made up his mind and spoke out, "However, Wang Jin himself also had mistakes. Moreover, I've already taught Cui Ze a lesson at the brick-grinding scene. And Wang Jin's last words were indeed somewhat inappropriate, to put it seriously, it would affect the relationship between our class and other classes. Don't know if you can understand this."

  Kuo Hsiang-yang took a deep breath, "As for the term 'new recruit', it may seem somewhat unfriendly to you, but after so many years in the army, some habitual phrases can't be changed overnight. As for what you said about old soldiers not necessarily being stronger than new recruits, let's just put it this way."

  Guo Xiangyang looked at Qu Mingjun and Cui Ze, asking: "Cui Ze, within 5 minutes, what's the fastest speed you can do push-ups?"

  Choi Ze was a bit puzzled, how did he suddenly turn up here? "More than 300, what's wrong?" The new recruits next to him took a cold breath. In fact, push-ups are not that advanced, as long as you've been in the army for a while, you can easily do more than 100 in 5 minutes, but the regulation is 5 minutes to do more than 300, which is a bit exaggerated, averaging less than one second per push-up. After all, human arms are not iron joints.

  "Qu Mingjun, if you can do 300 in 5 minutes, I will apologize to the new recruit for the whole class and guarantee that our class will not have similar incidents again. How about it?" Guo Xiangyang's mouth curled up into a small arc.

  Forget 300, I reckon some of these new recruits can't even do 50 push-ups in a row. Even if Qu Mingjun has practiced before, it's impossible for him to train himself to be as good as Cui Ze.

  Qu Mingjun was somewhat disdainful, what's the point of doing push-ups? Outsiders didn't know that the Qu family wasn't just a simple rich family, but a large family with a long history, with deep accumulation in both assets and culture. As early as when Qu Mingjun was in elementary school, he began formal Chinese martial arts training under the family's cultivation. Although they may not be able to practice to the point of flying on rooftops like in wuxia novels, strengthening their bodies was a real thing. Don't look at Qu Mingjun's body, which seemed only average and didn't have any obvious muscle mass, but the power and endurance contained within were not simple.

  He glanced at Cui Ze and asked, "Is he with him?"

  Choi Jae ripped open his camouflage uniform, revealing a tight black tank top that clung to his well-defined torso. He stretched out his arms and said, "I'll make you acknowledge me."

  "Jiang Xiaoming, you count for Qu Mingjun, Old Li, you count for Cui Ze." Guo Xiangyang took out a stopwatch from his drawer.

  Qu Mingjun was still wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and coldly spat out a sentence: "I'm most disgusted with people who can't stop talking about 'Laozi' this and 'Laozi' that, but in the end, it's just a bunch of nonsense from some punk."

  "Damn it!" Cui Ze was about to squat down, but almost jumped up in anger at these words.

  "Alright, alright, can't you see for yourself?" Li Dongkuang hastily mediated.

  "Start timing!" Guo Xiangyang pressed the stopwatch after seeing that the two were ready.

  "1, 2, 3……23, 24……56, 57……" The dull voice of counting began to sound, at this time the other seven new students from the same place who had enlisted together opened their eyes wide, especially Wang Jin, who was excitedly cheering for Qu Mingjun as if nothing was wrong.

  Cui Ze was getting more and more surprised, clearly feeling that Jiang Xiaoming's side was counting faster than his own by a frequency. At first, his frequency was still very fast, but later on, he slowed down due to muscle fatigue. However, he didn't expect that the little guy surnamed Qu on the other side maintained a constant frequency without any change. What does this show? It can only be said that the other side clearly had spare energy, and as long as he was willing, he could completely speed up another level.

  "Time's up!" Guo Xiangyang was taken aback in his heart, looking at the stopwatch that had reached its position and let out a sigh.

  Cui Ze immediately stood up, staring at Jiang Xiaoming, who innocently spread his hands and shrugged. "402." Li Dongkuan shook his head, patted Cui Ze's shoulder, and also reported a number, "322."

  In 5 minutes, Qu Mingjun actually did 80 more than Cui Ze, and this was the result of him holding back. The four old soldiers present could all see that Cui Ze was indeed a bit depressed.

  "Watching you sweat like that, Gu Minjun didn't even take a deep breath. Choi Tae muttered: "Damn it, are you a pervert or something?"

  The atmosphere in the class suddenly became a bit awkward, and just as everyone was silent, the corridor outside the door suddenly sounded the whistle of the duty officer. "Each class will tidy up their internal affairs, listen to the order and go to the conference room to receive military uniforms. Class One's military uniforms are ready."

  "Alright, alright!" Guo Xiangyang came to his senses, took a deep breath, and clapped his hands decisively. "We've been fussing for long enough, let me say a few words. We still need to get our military uniforms later."

  Looking into Qu Mingjun's eyes, Guo Xiangyang paused for a moment and said: "I apologize to the new comrades for the term 'new soldier egg' and promise that our class will not use such terms again in the future. However," Guo Xiangyang suddenly raised his voice, "our class is a collective, and we twelve people will spend the next four years together. I hope everyone can quickly improve their understanding of each other and unite. Old comrades have been in the army for several years after all, so they should be able to teach new comrades about various military matters. Therefore, I hope new comrades can respect old comrades a bit. Of course, old comrades must also be enthusiastic about helping new comrades, don't put on airs of seniority, and believe that today has also seen that in some aspects, new comrades are not inferior to old comrades, and may even be stronger."

  "Cui Ze, make a statement!" Guo Xiangyang raised his chin and nodded at Cui Ze.

  Although Cui Ze has a bad temper, he is actually quite magnanimous. Since he lost, he should just admit it, especially since Guo Xiangyang had already apologized, not to mention the person involved himself. So he took a deep breath and said, "Alright, I apologize for my words and actions this morning."

  Upon hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look at Qu Mingjun. Qu Mingjun was somewhat perplexed and said, "What are you looking at me for? Look at Wang Jinah."

  "Ah, uh, this, this afternoon I shouldn't have said that about old comrade, uh, it was my mistake, sorry!" Wang Jin reacted and stuttered.

  "Alright, that's it for today. Everyone gather your things. Those who don't know how to fold their quilts, Jiang Xiaoming will teach you. We'll put on our uniforms later when we hear the command. Dismissed!" Guo Xiangyang lowered his head and started gathering his belongings.

  "Haha, that's interesting!" As soon as he heard this, an uninvited guest who had been standing outside the door with his hands behind his back slipped away unnoticed.

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