Xiaobing Fang Heng

"Early tomorrow morning, you go to the Armed Forces Department with me. Don't go out today, prepare well, and read all the registration materials, you know!?" Fang Xinyou casually gave Fang Heng the troop recruitment materials in his hand, no doubt The tone of voice is a habit he has naturally formed in the leadership position of the army for many years.

Fang Heng lowered his head, stretched out his hand to take the documents, and didn't make a sound.

His father wanted him to join the army, he knew about it, and he always tried to avoid it, because he didn't want to go.

Where is the army?

Tired, bitter, dry and dry, let alone a group of men, recruits, veterans, and chiefs mingled together, just waiting to bully others, so unobtrusive that people can only cry in bed, what a fuck!

Fang Heng remembered that a buddy who was a few years old came back from the army and told him that when he went to the military camp, he had to serve the veterans with footwashing water. All monthly wages have to be handed over.

Seeing that his son didn't respond, Fang Xinyou asked again: "Did you hear that?"

"Oh..." Fang Heng replied weakly, flicking through the documents in his hand.

Seeing this, Fang Xinyou scolded displeasedly: "Look at you! You're worthless!"

Fang Heng did not dare to look at him, and cautiously replied: "I see."

When Fang Xinyou came out of the room, Fang Heng heaved a sigh of relief, threw the recruitment materials aside, and sat down on the bed sullenly.

It seems that this level cannot be escaped.

After sitting like this for a long time, there was no sound of walking in the outer room. Fang Heng also slowly recovered, bent down and fumbled around under the bed, and took out the cigarettes and lighter that had been hidden for a long time.

After a cigarette was burned out, Fang Heng thought that he still had to talk to the old man, he couldn't just go to the army so aggrieved, he was already at this age, even if he didn't go to university, the future was his own life, so he should make up his mind.

At dinner in the evening, Fang Heng looked at his father opposite, hesitated for a long time, and said timidly: "Dad... I really don't want to go."

Fang Xinyou held the vegetables calmly, without even looking at them.

Fang Heng swallowed his saliva and smiled obsequiously: "Actually... I can find a job without going to the army!!"

Fang Xinyou raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Well, what kind of job are you referring to? Temporary work?"

"I can start my own business!"

"Entrepreneurship? Do you have to open your mouth? What kind of entrepreneurial direction do you have now!? What kind of skills do you have!? Where do you get the original capital!!?"

"I...I..." The repeated questioning made Fang Heng dizzy, bit his lip and thought for a while, "I can go to work."

"With your current education and experience, what kind of work can you do? Wash dishes and go to construction sites?"

"I can start from scratch! You can't generalize!"

"Then you show the evidence! Reasons that convince me!! What do you have?? You have nothing!! Whose food, clothing, living, and housing do you own?? You can't even read Well, why should I trust you!?"

"Crack!" Fang Xinyou smashed his chopsticks.

Fang Heng shrank his neck, and his complexion instantly turned pale.

He has never paid much attention to such things as academic qualifications. If he really paid attention to it, he would not have achieved this result today.

But the old man was angry!

Ever since he was a child, whenever the old man got angry, he had to shrink his neck—[dash, add why Fang Heng shrunk his neck. ]inertia.

The father and father finished their meal in silence, and each went into their own rooms. Once the door was closed, no one paid attention to the other.

Fang Heng's father will never change if he believes in the truth. No matter how Fang Heng resists, he will scold him if he doesn't listen to him, and beat him if he doesn't listen to him. The kind that "doesn't put on the roof tiles for three days"!

Fang Heng knew full well that if he continued speaking, he would be beaten. He was not afraid of pain, but he was afraid that the old man would get angry at him. That was his father, who was born to overwhelm him.

Early the next morning, Fang Heng was pinched by the old man's neck and went to the town's armed forces department to sign up.Along the way, Heng always showed a kind of "very reluctant, you are forcing me, so you will use my identity as Lao Tzu to suppress me".

Fang Xinyou didn't pay attention to him at all, with a calm expression on his face, he went his own way.

What can you do if you can't pass the college entrance examination these days?Hanging out at home? ?Wandering around and making trouble every day! ?Ended up in jail? ?If that was the case, Fang Xinyou would have shot him on the wall in the first place! !

This kind of son should be thrown into the army to learn discipline, shut up inside, restrained in a strict manner, and use strong methods to pull out the thorns on his body, that's right!

There is no place more ruthless than the army!

Fang Xinyou worked as a police chief in the local Public Security Bureau. This position is small, and he doesn't have any connections. However, he has been a soldier for so many years and has been in the special forces for 7 years, so he has his own news channel.

This time, the entire city recruited 120 people, and their town only recruited 15. According to the comparison between the number of recruits and the number of applicants every year, it is almost 8:1.

But today I really took my son to the Armed Forces Department to know what kind of elimination rate is 8:1. There are really too many people.

Therefore, when pushing his son into the gate of the Armed Forces Department, Fang Xinyou began to worry for the first time whether his relationships were enough, and what if they were not enough?He couldn't think of a better way out than letting his son go to the army.

Here, Fang Xinyou began to check the phone at the gate, looking for connections.

Over there, Fang Heng was already standing at the door of the recruitment office, and there were still many people standing outside, all holding a list in their hands and standing in line.

With his hand in his bag, Fang Heng wandered around inside, and then turned his head to look at the door. The old man was guarding the door, so Fang Heng pursed his lips and walked towards the recruiter.

The person in charge of distributing the form was a 2-year soldier in military uniform. Fang Heng stood in front of him, frowning slightly, raised his hand lazily, and said impatiently, "Take two."

The young man explained in a good-tempered manner: "It is stipulated that one ticket per person."

Fang Heng gave a "tsk" sound, and creases between his brows: "If I make a mistake, don't I have to ask you to get it? You don't mind the trouble, I find it annoying, and I will return it to you if it is useless!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, seeing so many people who signed up to join the army today, but he hadn't seen one who was so aggressive, who didn't come here to get the list with nice words?Could it be that he is still a high-ranking son?Is there a place like this? ?

But the slander is the slander, and I still handed over two forms. These days, who can tell when I accidentally bumped into the muzzle of a gun.

It's just two pieces of paper, not two clothes for him.

The form required to fill in basic information, such as name, ethnicity, education, family relationship, etc., and there was a place to paste photos next to it. After filling it all the way, Fang Heng bit the cap of the pen in his mouth and turned his head to look in the direction of the old man. , or took out a two-inch color photo from the bag and pasted it on it.

Then I handed it over to the office and waited at the door.In fact, he didn't know what he was waiting for, but he didn't let him go anyway.

After standing here for a while, someone suddenly patted his shoulder. Fang Heng turned his head to look over, his expression changed, and he almost took a step back.

Standing behind him was a tall and strong young man, about 180 tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, thick eyebrows and big eyes. His best buddy—Hou Jue, nicknamed "Master".

Fang Heng stared at the person for a while, raised his eyebrows, and smiled: "Sign up?"

"Nonsense!" Hou Jue looked at him indifferently, "You still join the army with your body? Don't mess it up!"

"You know my body better than I do, why? Remember it every day?"

Hou Jue couldn't help laughing: "What is there to worry about with your body? When did you beat me?" After speaking, he sighed and sighed: "It's so cold at the heights, don't hold your head up for too long, Can't take it back."

Fang Heng twitched the corner of his mouth.To be honest, he really can't do Hou Jue, this man's height is too advantageous, his hands are long and his feet are long, he is as ruthless as a bull, he will smash whatever he catches, and he will beat him to death.The most impressive one was that two senior students were beaten to the hospital, and one was deaf in the left ear.

It is not true that Hou Jue's family is rich and powerful. Like Fang Heng, it is a single-parent family with only one mother.I don’t know why his personality is a bit hot and extreme. In the second year of high school, he was expelled from school because of that fight. Later, he transferred to a high school farther away. Graduated from high school.

Hou Jue pushed him a bit: "What's the matter? It's been a year since we haven't seen each other?"

Fang Heng was staggered by the push, and glared at him angrily: "Go aside!"

Hou Jue narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised his hand, and stuck it directly on Fang Heng's neck, staring at the back of his head, thinking in his head, why haven't seen him for more than a year, this kid is a little shorter?It used to be at the tip of the brow, but now it is at the nose.

Fang Heng grabbed his arm and began to struggle silently. The interaction between the two quickly attracted attention, and even the soldiers from the recruitment office also looked over.

Hou Jue bumped him viciously with his chest, let go of his hand, and said shamelessly, "Bring me to dinner tonight."

"No money!" Fang Heng replied angrily.

"Then I invite you!"

"No... let's talk!"

"Tsk," Hou Jue grinned, "I'll call you later, the number hasn't changed, has it?"

"changed!"

Hou Jue curled his lips into a smile, took out his mobile phone and began to look up the phone number, Fang Heng pursed his lips tightly: "Okay, okay, it hasn't changed, hey, let me say, Sir, why are you so kind today? Treat me to dinner? Make a fortune gone?"

"It's been more than a year since I saw you? Are you playing with me? Can you come out? Just say it! I can make money!"

"I really don't know!" Fang Heng became upset.He pretended to be his father, but he had no reason to refuse. How would he know if he could come out again after returning home?Simply changed the subject: "Besides, why haven't seen you for more than a year? Don't you come back every month? I saw you last month."

"where?"

"Vegetable market, you accompany your mother to buy vegetables."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"There were too many people, so I didn't catch up. It's true. You lost the news as soon as you left. Why didn't you call?"

"Then why don't you fight?"

"Tell me first, have you changed your phone number?"

Hou Jue smiled sheepishly, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Forget it, let's talk about dinner."

As soon as Fang Heng raised his hand, he looked over clearly: "Well, needless to say, I know, it's about changing the past, friends and friends, isn't it just such a thing, you use the word 'loyalty' as air."

Hou Jue rubbed the top of Fang Heng's head, and said affectionately, "Is your mouth more and more sharp?"

"Thank you for the compliment, you've been talking so much, I haven't seen you for a year, you're getting more and more stupid."

"Didn't you pass the college entrance examination? We are the same."

Fang Heng sneered disdainfully: "I don't want to read it."

"Is it because I can't learn well, or I don't want to learn from you to understand, or can you stand here? Have you been cleaned up by your old man?" Hou Jue took a deep breath, "I'm full of sour resentment, I will give it to you later Buy a bag of washing powder and rub it."

Fang Heng tilted his head and sniffed his neck: "It's half a catty."

"Are you having a stuffy nose today?" Hou Jue pointed to his eyes, blinking a very sincere look, "See? I'm happy."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows, but it was not a surprise. Compared with himself, Hou Jue was more bloody. Perhaps the military camp was really suitable for him.

At this time, the personnel from the Recruitment Office began to call them up for medical examinations, and those who were called went upstairs in order.

"I'll call you at 05:30 in the afternoon, and I'll talk about it then." After Hou Jue said this, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and stopped talking.

Hou Jue was called first and went upstairs, and waited another 2 minutes before Fang Heng was called.

The physical examination on the second floor is very simple. Height, weight, pierced ears and tattoos, as well as some conspicuous scars, and facial features are considered a preliminary examination.

The clothes and trousers were let off, but a fig leaf was left for them. Although there were many people in the room, it was still a little cold. When Fang Heng just finished taking off his clothes and trousers, a layer of goose bumps appeared on his body. He rubbed his arms and watched in a circle.

Except for a few doctors who were examining, there were streaking young people in sight. They were tall, short, fat and thin, and their thinness was not conspicuous. Seeing the abdominal muscles, Hou Jue was also among this good group of people.

In other words, among this group of people, Hou Jue is considered conspicuous. He is tall and strong, with good facial features. He exudes vigor from the inside out, and his eyes are full of vigor. He is like a leopard. No one here dares to face it squarely.

Fang Heng remembered that Hou Jue liked to play basketball and exercise. If he hadn't trained well, he wouldn't have fought so fiercely, especially after he got taller in the first year of high school, he had the momentum to walk sideways in the whole school.

It's a pity that the attack was too harsh.

Fang Heng thought about what he did, and it was actually not bad. It was better to have some leeway in doing things than to be expelled from school.

The appearance inspection is over, followed by the ENT department. His eyesight and expression ability are all up to standard, but there is a little delay in the hearing test. It is not that he has a hearing problem, but that he has a higher acceptance of sound waves than ordinary people, that is, Said that other people's whispers came to him like whispering.

The doctor in charge of the examination finally laughed: "This is quite rare. There are not many people like you, so you are suitable for listening to the corner."

Fang Heng raised a smile: "Look, my hearing is different from that of ordinary people. Is it not suitable for me to go to the army?"——He still hasn't forgotten this.

"That's not the case, don't worry."

Fang Heng's smile froze on his face!I worry! ?I'm worried ass! !You're going to cross me, I couldn't be happier! !