Volume 1: Lucky Era Chapter 1: Lan Miao Enlists

  Murong Liuyue is a lazy person, who can sit and will not stand up, and lie down of course won't sit. Of course, this cannot be said that he has no ambition, on the contrary, he had a wish since childhood, to be a soldier. Why be a soldier? Because she likes soldiers...

  At the time of the great change in the troops, the requirements for cultural quality are getting higher and higher. Now is the era of informatization, and the troops also pay attention to informatization. Informatization requires talents, and talents are those who have been tempered by knowledge. Against this background, Murong Liuyue, a person who has been tempered by ink, was exceptionally admitted.

  When new recruits enlisted, most people had family members to see them off. Mu Rong Liu Nian didn't have any, he crouched by the side of the road puffing on his dry tobacco pipe, feeling that the weather was a bit dry. Mu Rong Liu Nian wasn't someone who liked to stand out, but his natural behavior always managed to become the center of attention, and this time was no exception. Although he was just a new recruit, others were crying so hard their tears couldn't be separated from their snot, but he was fine, not even bringing any luggage. If it wasn't for the green military uniform on him, Ma Lian Cheng wouldn't have been able to tell that was his own soldier.

  Ma Liancheng didn't think this new recruit was stupid, on the contrary, he found him interesting. While others were carrying large bags, he only brought a tobacco pipe. He quietly walked over and squatted down beside Mu Rongliu. Just as Mu Rongliu finished smoking, he handed the pipe to Ma Liancheng who was about to look for it. Ma Liancheng thought this kid was quite clever, knowing how to read people's minds, but Mu Rongliu's next sentence sent his evaluation plummeting to eighteen levels of hell.

  Murong Liu pointed with his finger at a small grocery store not far away and said, "After finishing the withdrawal, go there."

  The pipe was rarely smoked, and the flavor was full. Ma Liancheng didn't bother to calculate with him. Just as Ma Liancheng had just put it in his mouth, he found that Murong Liunian only gave him a pipe without giving him any tobacco. Ma Liancheng looked at Murong Liunian, getting more and more anxious, thinking "You little scoundrel is quite clever, how could you not realize this for so long?" When facing each other, Murong Liunian thought of many possibilities, finally believing that Ma Liancheng wanted him to return the pipe. He stretched his waist and stood up, walking straight forward.

  Even if Ma Liancheng was such a stylish company commander, he couldn't help but get a little flustered at this time. This kid didn't know which planet he came from, and he didn't seem stupid or sick, at least he still knew how to get on the train. As soon as he thought of getting on the train, Ma Liancheng suddenly said something was wrong. At this time, the train let out a long whistle and was about to start moving. The troops were disciplined, and even new recruits couldn't be late for a moment. So when Ma Liancheng returned the pipe, he found that the train had already gone far away, waving goodbye. If it were someone else, there might still be someone coming out to confirm whether everyone was present, but Ma Liancheng was different, he had always been unique and elusive, as if he had learned some kind of disappearing technique. Plus, he was the company commander, basically the highest leader in charge of receiving new recruits this time, so it was even easier for others to overlook him.

  At the speed of Ma Liancheng, even adding the time to return the pipe, he could still catch the train. However, when he returned the pipe, he discovered that the young man hadn't even paid for the tobacco, so he had no choice but to pay himself. He took out 100 yuan and handed it to the old man, who was near-sighted and couldn't see clearly, so to be on the safe side, he felt around left and right, looked up and down, and finally handed it to his wife standing next to him to check again... Ma Liancheng thought that in this lifetime, he had never been so anxious.

  The train had left, but Ma Liancheng didn't put much thought into it. Instead, he was somewhat impressed by the young man, who had managed to swipe the tobacco and cigarettes from under the noses of those old folks without paying first. Whatever the case, this was a young fellow who could keep up with Chao's pace, not bad at all. A modern army needed people like him. Just as Ma Liancheng was thinking this, the old man suddenly ran out of the small grocery store.

  "Oh dear, I'm getting old and useless. You gave me money just now, but my partner forgot and so did I..."

  This old man, isn't he the same person who remembered to give him money? Ma Liancheng reserved his doubts on this point. Putting aside the old man, Ma Liancheng had never been so depressed before. In a fit of anger, he kicked the stone steps beside him with one foot, and his usual skill of kicking accurately was displayed, but he ended up hurting his heel. Ma Liancheng squatted down alone, coincidentally squatting in the same position as Murong Liuyue had previously. He thought to himself, how did he end up competing with that little kid? This wasn't normal. Also, how should he evaluate that new recruit? This was another problem. In the end, Ma Liancheng still decided that the new recruit wasn't bad. If he wasn't a good seedling, how could he have made Ma Liancheng so depressed? Thinking of this, Ma Liancheng's heart immediately felt relieved, and then he thought of ways to return to his unit. Returning to the unit was unavoidable, and he would have to write a report. He had never heard of a general who lost someone while receiving them, all because of that little kid. When he got back, no matter what, he would have to make him suffer a bit. Good seedlings were always tempered and refined through hardship.

  In the army, warriors and blue sky are closest, so they often use "blue" to describe "good".

  Murong Liulian let out a sneeze and still hadn't realized that disaster was looming over him. He turned around and fell asleep in a comfortable position. The train car seemed quiet, with almost everyone still wiping away tears. Originally, they had been in high spirits, but seeing others cry made them feel embarrassed, so they also pretended to be sad. Most importantly, there were old soldiers standing beside them. As soldiers, they wanted to make a good impression, so even if they were secretly delighted, they had to squeeze out some tears. Otherwise, the old soldiers would think, "Look at that kid, not even a single tear, definitely heartless and unrighteous." A soldier like that wasn't a good one.

  These days, being a soldier is mostly about getting a good life. Going to the main force, from excellent soldier to deputy squad leader, from deputy squad leader to squad leader... This is the logic of chicken and egg, full of ideals. When you return, it's also considered a glorious return home.

  Murong Liu didn't have such complicated emotions, so he slept soundly, even though the contemptuous gazes coming from several directions were more piercing than bullets.

  At this time, a guy with stars on his shoulders walked into the compartment. These stars were different from those of old soldiers and were similar to those on Ma Liancheng's shoulders, which were dazzling. The guy had a loud voice, in the words of new recruits who had not seen the world, that is, he was majestic.

  The old soldier saluted with a standard military salute and said: "Battalion Commander!"

  The guy with a star on his shoulder is another person in charge of receiving new recruits, He Wenzhong. He came here to find Ma Liancheng. He also knows that Ma Liancheng has learned the lightness skill in martial arts, coming and going without a sound, he thinks it's easy for him to find you but hard for you to find him. However, He Wenzhong feels that something is not quite right this time, logically speaking, even if Ma Liancheng doesn't follow rules, he should at least give his iron brother a heads up, although for Ma Liancheng, there's no such thing as "logic".

  He Wenfeng was usually casual in the army, but in front of new recruits, he still had to set an example, so he returned a military salute and said, "I'll take a look at everyone and see if Old Ma is here."

  "Report to the company commander, Company Commander Ma is not here! All personnel in compartment 7 are present!" The old soldier was also a seasoned veteran and knew what the company commander wanted to know, so he first passed on the information about Company Commander Ma.

  He Wenfeng nodded and thought for a moment before turning to the new recruits and saying, "Alright, everyone must be a good soldier."

  The old soldier held back his laughter, not making a sound. But He Wenfeng's words reached the new recruits' ears with a different flavor. Before even arriving at the troops, they could hear the company commander's encouragement, and their hearts were instantly filled with passion. One by one, they shouted "good" in unison, their noses running like a faucet, creating a particularly spectacular scene. He Wenfeng was startled, then repeatedly said "good". Actually, he himself felt awkward about what he had just said. He Wenfeng was quite perceptive, and with one glance, he knew what the old soldier was thinking. So, he walked over and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "What are you laughing at? Come with me to find your company commander."

  At this time, Murong Liuyan didn't sleep. He opened his eyes and half-raised his hand towards the direction where He Wenfeng and the old soldier were walking away. He wanted to squeeze out some sound from his mouth, but ultimately gave up. He wanted to tell He Wenfeng that there was a person with a star on their shoulder who looked a bit silly and hadn't gotten on the bus. Unfortunately, they were too far away, and he didn't feel like shouting.

  Murong Liuyan looked aside and said, "Thank you."

  The new recruit sitting next to him, wearing a green military hat, green military uniform and green military shoes, looked a bit silly. This new recruit smiled at Murong Liuyue, revealing two rows of neat and white teeth, which formed a sharp contrast with his dark skin.

  Murong Liuyue said, "However, your bones are too hard, it's uncomfortable."

  That new recruit didn't scold Mu Rong Liu Nian, saying that he was still smiling and felt even more foolish. However, his teeth were quite white, Mu Rong Liu Nian told himself it was good. So the first impression was neither good nor bad, just like the people he had seen before.

  Perhaps to express his gratitude, Murong Liu Nian was unusually enthusiastic and asked: "What's your name?"

  "Xǔ Sān Duō."

  "Three more?"

  "Yeah, my dad says he hopes I have a lot of money and many children when I grow up."

  "Oh, then you have to try harder."

  Xu Sanduo didn't understand and laughed again.

  Murong Liuyan wanted to continue sleeping, but somehow he became enthusiastic again and asked: "Are you a soldier?"

  If someone else were in his shoes, they would probably think Murong Liuyue was an idiot, but Xu Sanduo wouldn't. He thought that if it was a question, then it had its own significance.

  "Yes."

  "Are you a good soldier?"

  "Yes."

  ……

  After several rounds, Murong Liuyan finally confirmed that there were people who were more laid-back than him. The words that came out of his mouth were frugal and resolutely opposed to wasteful behavior.

  When Murong Liuyue woke up again, the train had already arrived at its destination. This time it was Xu Sanduo who called him awake. The horn outside the window sounded one after another, urging everyone to get off the bus, but it didn't wake Murong Liuyue up either. The old soldier's voice was loud, asking everyone to line up and get off the bus, but he couldn't wake Murong Liuyue up either. Xu Sanduo's voice wasn't loud, and he kept shouting in Murong Liuyue's ear, "Liuyue, Liuyue, Liuyue", and then Murong Liuyue woke up. After waking up, Murong Liuyue smiled at Xu Sanduo, this time he really felt comfortable. He slept comfortably, and the few times Xu Sanduo called him made him feel even more comfortable. Xu Sanduo's thoughts were simple, as long as he could wake Murong Liuyue up, he would be happy, so Murong Liuyue wouldn't have to be punished, so he also showed two rows of white teeth, smiling brightly.