Ye Lang of Rebirth

Ye Lang is physically weak...

This can be seen from the suitcase that Ye Fan helped him carry.

Ye Lang likes beauties...

"Lin Zhao, your eyes are so beautiful!" Ye Lang sat on the hard plank bed with his legs crossed, admiring sincerely.

"..."

Bronze skin is defined by Ye Lang as Lin Zhao, a young man with beautiful eyes who turns his head to hide his reddish cheeks.

Jiang Wen, who also has a thin body and handsome appearance at best: "Hello, my name is Jiang Wen, please take care of me in the future."

These words were addressed to Ye Lang and Ye Fan, obviously Jiang Wen and Lin Zhao belonged to the same faction.

Ye Lang stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Jiang Wen, "Hi, I'm Ye Lang, please take care of me in the future."

Ye Fan's eyes drooped slightly, it seems that the counselor's arrangement is very meaningful!

Ye Fan also reached out his hand, and after a brief handshake, "Hi, I'm Ye Fan," he said, rubbing Ye Lang's hair, "This guy's brother."

"What a coincidence!" Jiang Wen sighed sincerely, pointing to Lin Zhao who was making the bed, "This is Lin Zhao, he is just like this, a boring gourd!"

Lin Zhao was nominated as a surname without even looking at him, and he was still making the bed that had already taken shape.

In short, they get along fairly well...

Ye Lang took out the clothes in his suitcase, and then began to make the bed.

After half an hour...

Ye Fan poked his head out to look at the random piles of clothes in Ye Lang's hands, his forehead bulged into a crossroads.

It's really embarrassing!

Climbing down from the upper bunk, Ye Fan disturbed the clothes on Ye Lang's bed, rearranged them, and explained to Ye Lang how to make the bed and fold the quilt.

Ye Lang stood on the side obediently, watching seriously, with a standard appearance of being diligent and friendly to students.

"Will it be?"

Ye Lang nodded, making a bed and stacking quilts is quite easy, but he has never learned it before.

Then he took apart the tofu-like quilt that Ye Fan had folded, and refolded it by himself...

Then, Ye Fan felt chest tightness and shortness of breath as he looked at the quilt with performance art.

talent!Boy, your artistic talent is really against the sky!

After repeating this several times, Ye Lang finally learned it!

Ye Fan's lasagna tears in his heart...

Today's task is over, and the four of them returned from the cafeteria to do their own work.

Ye Fan fell asleep and recharged his energy for the next month's devil's trial.

Ye Lang held a book in his hand, flipping through it carefully...

As for Lin Zhao and Fang Wen, they went out to visit friends.

Ye Lang put down his book, and after taking a cold shower in the simple bathroom of the dormitory, he came out wearing a simple T-shirt and wiping his dripping black hair.

At this time, Ye Fan was the only one in the dormitory, and he was catching up on sleep.

Ye Lang climbed onto Ye Fan's bed and pushed someone who just closed his eyes to wake up, "Brother, I forgot to take my shorts, lend me a pair."

Ye Fan opened his eyes helplessly, and what greeted his eyes was Ye Lang's light-colored peach blossom eyes under thick eyelashes with water droplets hanging on them.

Rubbing his temples, Ye Fan sat up and saw Ye Lang's long, slender legs under a wide T-shirt. Mo Ming's blushing elder brother climbed out of the bed, threw Ye Lang a pair of spare shorts, and took a shower. The supplies went into the bathroom.

After saying thanks, Ye Lang put on black cotton shorts, climbed out of bed and continued to read.

Lin Zhao and Jiang Wen also came back later, Jiang Wen greeted Ye Lang with a smile on his face, but Lin Zhao pretended not to see Ye Lang.

After taking a shower, Ye Fan calmly glanced at the two people who came back, then sat down on the edge of Ye Lang's bed without saying a word, and picked up the books that Ye Lang had piled up beside the bed.

And on the cover it said... "War and Peace" (by Leo Tolstoy), Ye Fan flipped through it, but it was still in Russian, he looked at Ye Lang in disbelief, "Do you understand? "

"En." Ye Lang flipped through the upper part of this great book without looking up, and replied casually.

"..."

Since Ye Lang ran away from home for a while, the changes are really amazing!While Ye Fan was thinking deeply, Ye Lang's voice suddenly came from his ear, and he habitually said "Huh?"

"Brother, I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?" Ye Lang repeated, looking at Ye Fan with expectant eyes.

"..."

The changes in my younger brother are astonishing. After only one month of absence, he has become a complete...foodie!

Ye Fan took out some pre-prepared snacks from the suitcase, and put them beside Ye Lang.

Ye Lang cheered, hugged his brother's waist and kissed his elder brother's cheek heavily.

Lin Zhao and Jiang Wen looked sideways...

Ye Fan was sluggish, not only did his younger brother become a foodie, the child's temper... really got worse and worse!

Ye Fan, who was cold on the outside but shy inside, picked up the book he had just put back, and looked at it incomprehensibly.

Ye Lang ate with gusto, creaking, and took out a portion to Ye Fan's mouth from time to time. Ye Fan calmly accepted the food fed to his mouth!

Then, a bunch of snacks were consumed by Brother Ye Lang.

Ye Lang lay down on the bed, rubbed his round belly, satisfied...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the counselor Mr. He walked in with a literati style, looked around the four of them, and finally fixed on Ye Lang, "Little guys, for tomorrow's trial, don't worry about it." Are you ready?"

Except for Ye Lang, the other three responded loudly.

Teacher He looked at Ye Lang who was hiding behind Ye Fan to try to dilute his presence, with a smile on his eyes, "Ye Lang, are you not ready?"

Ye Lang shook his head, then nodded again.

Judging from today's assessment, it is the Lord Buddha's blessing that he can pass!

"You all came here just to exercise. As for your achievements, it depends on the individual! Ye Lang, it doesn't matter if you have poor physical fitness. I believe that after this month of exercise, you will definitely catch up with the progress!"

Teacher He encouraged him, but Ye Lang felt chills running down his spine. He didn't know how many layers of skin he would shed if he caught up with the progress. Well, it's possible that he would also shed a piece of flesh and blood!

"Well, do you have any questions?"

Jiang Wen asked: "Teacher, how is the training intensity of this training camp?"

"Fortunately, the same strength as the regular army."

"..."

That's okay, although they have a good background (of course, Ye Lang is not included), but they are still fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers who are thriving in their youthful years!

Noticing the pile of snacks on Ye Lang's bed...wreckage, Mr. He warned before leaving: "By the way, the food you brought with you is best disposed of tonight, otherwise, after today, it will be confiscated and will never be returned!"

Ye Lang remained calm, the snacks brought by Ye Fan had just been taken care of, so he really had nothing to worry about.

"By the way, Ye Lang, come with me!"

Seeing that Ye Lang opened his T-shirt and was about to take it off, Mr. He smiled and said, "You don't need to change clothes anymore!"

As expected, Ye Lang was obedient, and walked behind Mr. He with his flip flops.

The remaining three roared in their hearts: This is too casual!

"Teacher He, who wants to see me?" Ye Lang asked casually, feeling the cool night wind.

"Your father!" Teacher He walked in front and led the way, his figure in regular military uniform was very tall and straight.

"why?"

"I don't know either." Teacher He shrugged his shoulders and replied without image.

Ye Lang was silent.

Soon, the two came to the door of an office. Mr. He raised his finger and knocked on the door. With the sound of "please come in", the two walked in.

Teacher He stood in the office, put his feet together, and gave a standard military salute that can be used as a textbook.

Ye Lang also gave a military salute following his movements, but with Ye Lang's image at this time, it doesn't matter if he doesn't say anything.

There was not only Ye Feng alone in the room, there was also an old man wearing a military uniform with a lieutenant general badge on his shoulders, with a kind and solemn aura unique to old people.He looked at Ye Lang and just smiled.

Ye Lang didn't know why, so he still politely said hello.

After Mr. He stepped back, the old man smiled and said, "As expected of the grandson of the Ye family, he really is a dragon and phoenix among people!"

Old man, do you have any eye problems? Ye Lang's current image is still a dragon and a phoenix!

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be!" Ye Lang followed the teacher's teaching, humility is the first priority.

The two played Tai Chi like this for a while, and the old man finally got to the point, "Xiao Lang! I heard you are good at drawing?"

"Where!" Ye Lang lowered his eyebrows, looking cute.

The old man was helpless, "You are being modest. Your old man shows off the painting you painted in front of me all day long. I have seen the old man before. It is indeed very good, not inferior to the contemporary people!"

"I don't know Xiao Lang, if you have time to draw a picture for me, old man, I am very grateful!"

"Grandpa, what do you say, the boy is weak in writing, how dare he be called a master in the world. Besides, if grandpa just asks, how dare Ye Lang refuse to obey!"

The old man laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, exchanged some pleasantries, and then allowed Ye Lang to go back.

Ye Feng thought of how crazy Ye Lang was, and after apologizing, he quickly walked a few steps and caught up with Ye Lang.

Sure enough, this kid... was walking on the opposite road!

Seeing Ye Feng, Ye Lang called out "Dad" in surprise, showing his admiration.

Ye Feng still had an iceberg face, but he just pulled Ye Lang over and sent him back to the dormitory.

At this time, the night was dark, and apart from the cicadas and frogs, there was a silence covered in a faint yellow color.The two walked silently on the path paved with gravel, speechless.

The temperature at night turned low, and Ye Lang had goosebumps on his thin, exposed skin.

Seeing this, Ye Feng took off his military jacket, took off the badge on it and put it on Ye Lang.

"Thank you." Ye Lang thanked.

"Be careful in the future."

"Ah."

"Today's old man is the head coach of this base. He is from the older generation. He is also a lover of landscape painting. He is a revolutionary comrade in arms with your grandfather. It is estimated that your grandfather often showed off to him before he got his mind." This evening's special summons explained.

"Also, remember to hand in my painting as soon as possible!"

"..." Ye Lang was speechless, he really forgot, but he didn't expect his father to remember it.

He smiled wryly: "It must be after the training camp!"

"Draw mine first!" Ye Feng demanded, quite persistent.

After sending Ye Lang back to the door of the dormitory, Ye Feng took the coat that Ye Lang handed over, turned and left.

Ye Lang went in, the lights were still on inside, Ye Fan who heard the movement looked at Ye Lang with a silent question in his eyes.

"It's the head coach at the base, asking me for a painting!"

"..."

Ye Fan suddenly felt that Ye Lang's success came too suddenly, and he was a little caught off guard.

Moreover, Ye Lang reckoned that here, with the two biggest ones covering him, he might have a good time!