Chapter 59 Special Class Meeting

  On Sunday, Qu Mingjun returned to the class after attending the team meeting and prepared for the regular class meeting. To be honest, the content of this class meeting made Qu Mingjun feel very uneasy in his heart, and he even didn't know if he could open his mouth.

  At 7:30, all the comrades in the class had finished watching the news in the large classroom on the fourth floor and returned to the classroom one after another. Qu Mingjun's face began to feel a little hot involuntarily.

  With a whistle from the duty officer, Shi Men Lu's weekly Sunday class meeting began as usual.

  "Uh, that is, today's class meeting mainly has the following things: first, to convey some instructions and announcements from the team; second, to evaluate the work situation of last week's class; third, to make arrangements for next week's work..." Qu Mingjun held his own notebook, sitting at the southernmost end of the desk in the classroom. The other comrades sat on both sides of the desk.

  All the desks in the classroom were placed side by side in the middle of the dormitory, with twelve tables arranged in two rows from south to north, back to back and shoulder to shoulder. After Qu Mingjun finished giving instructions to the team, he arranged for Cui Ze to speak. He is now sitting at the southernmost end of the desk, looking at his hands on his knees, with a stern expression, and straightening his waist, thinking strangely in his heart about the scene where Chiang Kai-shek held a meeting with his subordinates in the movie "The Great Battle".

  Yes, it's very similar. The only difference is that there isn't a military green blanket on the table. Behind me, instead of large military maps with curtains drawn on both sides, there are just windows with curtains drawn.

  Qu Mingjun suddenly found it a bit funny that he had this idea, and his face showed it. Now was the time when Cui Ze was on the other side of the class evaluating the internal affairs and hygiene work.

  "...That's the situation with our class's internal affairs and hygiene. To be blunt, we've done the work, but the effect is not as good as not doing it at all." Cui Ze was very stern, but when he glanced over, he saw that Qu Mingjun's mouth corners were slightly curved up, and suddenly he felt a bit stuck, wondering if he had said something wrong.

  "Hmm, that's not to say that everyone doesn't do it right, but our standards are too low and there are too many blind spots in hygiene. Our team leader Yan Weidong is also a very serious person, last time during the hygiene inspection, although our class wasn't the worst, we were still among the worst. And in our second row, our class was actually the worst." Cui Ze had been calmed down by Qu Mingjun's smile, but as he spoke, his anger flared up again.

  "I don't know what some of you comrades are thinking, we're all old students for a year and a half now, but the internal affairs are getting worse and worse." Cui Ze's hand slapped the table loudly as he stood up. "Take a look at yourselves, ah, take a look, take a look at your quilts. The old comrades' quilts are not bad, but what about yours? Wang Jin."

  The comrades of Class 6 were originally startled by Cui Ze's slap on the table, and Wang Bin heard his name being called, subconsciously stood up and responded.

  "Is this a quilt?" Cui Ze's face was extremely ugly, "How do I look at it, it looks like a bread loaf? Ah? And you, you, you. Take a look at your own quilts, are they not square, are the corners not right, the whole thing looks like a freshly baked dough from the cooking class. You guys have been in the army for a year and a half, aren't you smart enough? Can't you even do better than the old comrades? I'd like to ask, is there still a brain inside your skull? Or is it just mush?"

  Choi Ze's words became increasingly severe, and the people who were named turned red with embarrassment, especially Wang Jin. He stood up straight, his face growing uglier by the second, his fists clenched tightly, looking like he was about to explode at any moment.

  "Hey, Old Cui!" Qu Mingjun was also startled by Cui Ze's sudden outburst and quickly came to his senses, hastily calling out to stop him.

  Originally, as the vice class leader, Choi Jae's words should be fully supported by the class leader, not only because he spoke about the actual situation in the class, but also because as two managers of the class, the class leader and vice class leader should be on the same page for the work to go smoothly. Think about it, if there was a vice class leader who didn't support the class leader's work and even worked against him, before replacing him, the work in the class would have been completely messed up.

  Choi Tae was called by Kim Myung-joon, knowing that he had been a bit too aggressive, and let out a long sigh of anger. He returned to his seat and sat down heavily, not caring about the meeting's rules against drinking water. He picked up his cup and gulped down a large mouthful of cool water, which temporarily suppressed his anger.

  Qu Mingjun couldn't help but smile wryly. He had done a lot of work behind the scenes for today's class meeting, having separate talks with several old comrades to gain their support. He also discussed his ideas with Wang Jin and temporarily gained his trust. However, as soon as Cui Ze started talking, he forgot all about Qu Mingjun's reminders and ended up making Wang Jin's face turn green with rage. If they didn't intervene now, things would really get out of hand.

  "Uh-huh." Qu Mingjun cleared his throat, organized his thoughts, and began to speak, "Since I took over as the class leader of our Class 6, our class work has not been done as well as before. This is a fact, if we want to find the root cause, I think..."

  Just as he said this, the door of Class 6 was pushed open.

  Those who came in were simulated by platoon leader Feng Shaojun and second squad leader Guo Xiangyang, they were respectively responsible for the work of the whole company and the whole squad, during the class meeting, they naturally had to inspect everywhere, coincidentally, they both came to Class 6.

  "Rise!" Qu Mingjun happened to be facing the dormitory door and hastily gave the order.

  "At ease. Attention!" Qu Mingjun hastily saluted and reported, "Comrade Company Commander, the Sixth Squad is having a squad meeting, please instruct. Squad Leader, Qu Mingjun."

  "Continue!" Feng Shaojun returned the courtesy, then took Guo Xiangyang to one side of the table, picked up two small stools and sat down. It seems they have made up their minds to attend the class meeting of Class 6.

  "Sit down!" Qu Mingjun had already forgotten the uncomfortable feeling he had in his heart when he was about to convene the class meeting. After thinking for a moment, he continued according to his previous train of thought, "Our Class 6's work is not as good as it was during Old Class Director's time. I think the root cause lies with me. Here, I first want to make a self-criticism to everyone. I am sorry to everyone."

  It seems that this is the first time seeing Qu Mingjun apologize since getting to know him. The comrades of Class 6 were all stunned, and even Feng Shaojun and Guo Xiangyang were moved.

  Qu Mingjun has always been a very proud person, although he has gone through the tempering of the military camp, but the edges and corners on his body have not been ground off much. This is because of the temperament and character cultivated by his growth environment since childhood, and also because he has not suffered too many setbacks after joining the army, but instead has gained one honor after another with his own quality. If you put the honors Qu Mingjun got on a child from an ordinary family education, I'm afraid that kid's tail would have been raised to the sky long ago.

  "Why do I say that? It's because of the conclusions I've reached after talking to several comrades over the past few days." Qu Mingjun's face turned slightly red, although he had overcome his inner resistance to apologizing, it still felt a bit awkward when he actually said it.

  "Ever since I returned from the military games, I have been subconsciously drifting away from you guys who enlisted with me from our hometown. While my relationships with the older soldiers are going well, I have been neglecting your feelings more and more." Qu Mingjun sighed inwardly, "There are many things like this, for example, dirty and tiring tasks are always assigned to you guys; no matter how well you do your work, there is no praise or encouragement, but instead severe criticism when you make mistakes; also, during discussions of class affairs, your opinions are ignored, or not even asked for; and also..."

  "With all the above actions, I unconsciously created a deep chasm between old and new comrades in our class, and I continued to widen and deepen this chasm. From the root, I completely gave up treating you as my comrades, my brothers, but instead treated you as subordinates or machines. All the efforts of the old class leader to eliminate the gap between brothers were erased.

  Qiu Mingjun's face turned even redder, "It wasn't until later, after being advised by the company commander and platoon leader, and after talking with Wang Jin, that I realized my mistake. Here, I once again apologize to the seven locally enlisted brothers present. Sorry!"

  Feng Shaojun led the applause, and several old soldiers also started clapping. Wang Jin and seven other comrades who had enlisted locally still felt a bit distrustful of Qu Mingjun, but they were moved by his unusually frank words and, after hesitating for a moment, also applauded.

  "I know that my actions as the class leader have indeed disappointed you all. After some reflection, I had considered resigning from this position." Qu Mingjun looked at Feng Shaojun and Guo Xiangyang, receiving encouraging smiles from them, "But isn't it said that one should get back up from where they fell? I hope that my comrades can give me another chance to correct my mistakes in the next term, and more so, I hope to repair our fraternal bond with everyone in the time to come."

  "Clap, clap, clap......" This time, the applause from the whole class was truly from the heart of all the comrades present, without needing Feng Shaojun to lead.

  "I'm going to announce something, I've discussed it with the veteran comrades, and we plan to move some of the comrades' beds from the upper bunks to the lower bunks. This will make it more convenient for some comrades to tidy up their quarters, as the lower bunks are indeed more convenient. Also, it will be more convenient for some comrades who have the habit of getting up at night." Qu Mingjun smiled and looked at Li Dongkuan.

  Li Dongkuan led the way, and several old soldiers stood up, including Deputy Squad Leader Cui Ze and Platoon Leader Guo Xiangyang.

  "Are you okay?" Pai Chang asked, and Guo Xiangyang also smiled and stood up, feeling moved in his heart.

  "What's wrong with me? Can't I just change the bed?" Guo Xiangyang smiled.

  "No, it's not that, you'd better just forget about it. Even if we didn't have a squad leader sleeping on the top bunk, since you often get up in the middle of the night to inspect the bunks, you should be sleeping on the bottom bunk," said Qu Mingjun.

  Yes.

  "That's right."

  People in the class spoke up one after another, including Wang Jin and his group.

  After some persuasion, Guo Xiangyang finally gave up insisting on moving to the upper bunk. Then Qu Mingjun adjusted the upper and lower bunks of eight comrades according to the actual situation.

  "There's one more thing, from now on our class meetings will add a bit of content, which is to give me and vice-class monitor Cui Ze suggestions or opinions on the work within the class. It can't be just the two of us speaking every Sunday, everyone should take responsibility, the class work belongs to everyone, and the evaluation should also be done by everyone. If Cui Ze and I make mistakes in our work, we'll need everyone's help to correct them." Qu Mingjun paused for a moment, "Next, please let Class Monitor Lian give us some instructions."

  The atmosphere in Class 6 is very good now, and all the comrades are smiling and applauding towards Feng Shaojun.

  "Haha, it's not about giving instructions, I don't have much to say either. Today, seeing Class 6 leader Qu Mingjun making such a profound analysis of the problems within the class and his own problems at the class affairs meeting, being able to take measures and take responsibility to correct mistakes, I believe our Class 6 work will soon be back on track again. I'm looking forward to the day when we can once again win back the red flag." Feng Shaojun said.

  ……

  Soon, Qu Mingjun formulated a series of plans and measures after soliciting opinions from everyone, including the sanitation package responsibility system, the shift rotation system for public duties, the post duty system, etc. The work of the six classes quickly picked up again, and in just one week, the six classes once again brought back the sanitation mobile red flag to the class, and another week later, the discipline mobile red flag also returned to the wall of the six classes. The work of the six classes was thriving...

  During the winter break, Qu Mingjun returned home for New Year's greetings, but felt that the atmosphere was not particularly good, so he directly went back to his own home in Jianghai. Every day, he ran and called Xiao Qiao who was still abroad, as well as Jiang Anjie and Jiang Annie, a brother and sister duo from Beijing. He spent his time leisurely and happily, and before long, the three-week winter break had passed, and he returned to school.

  Time flies, and another holiday has passed. For the second academic year, Qu Mingjun once again won the title of outstanding student with the first team score, while his sixth class became the benchmark class for Class 14.

  The simulated handover of the second company is about to arrive, and both Feng Shaojun and Guo Xiangyang intend to recommend Qu Mingjun as the platoon leader of the second platoon. They have already communicated with Qu Mingjun privately about this matter.

  However, the handover still had to wait until after the summer vacation and internship. On July 25th, all members of the 14th Middle School team, including old comrades who joined the army, boarded the train collectively to go to the troops for the next internship. This time, they were going to be platoon leaders.

  On the TV in the waiting room at the train station, repeated reports were being broadcast about the large-scale and high-intensity rainfall in the Yangtze River Basin, calling on everyone to donate money and effort, enthusiastically participating in flood relief efforts...

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  Note: The simulated company is a simulated nature of the company established by the students to imitate the grassroots company, where students take turns as company commander, instructor, platoon leader and squad leader, in order to cultivate the company atmosphere and lay a good foundation for the students' final graduation and assignment. This note should have been explained in Chapter 57, but I was confused and forgot to explain it.