Ye Lang of Rebirth

The next day, Ye Fan pulled Ye Lang up from the bed again, and when everyone started a day of training, sweating profusely, Ye Lang and the instructor sat leisurely on the soft grass beside them, chatting laugh……

Everyone: "..."

The army is a world that advocates the strong. Here, iron and blood are the main colors here. Therefore, as the chief officer of this training camp, Yang Guang believes that Ye Lang's frail body and Mr. Pian Pianjia's demeanor are not suitable for this place.Moreover, for Ye Lang's use of Ye Feng's power, he still has some contempt in his heart, but it's not obvious.

But through today's conversation, Ye Lang's humility, erudition and indifference made this slight gap invisible.

He felt that from another perspective, Ye Lang was a person wearing a crown and standing at the top of the world, straightforward and appropriate.

Therefore, in the evening military theory class, he was not overly surprised by Ye Lang's stunning performance, as if he should have been.

This afternoon is martial arts, one of Ye Lang's most interested subjects.

He also put on the training uniform and followed the instructor's movements to train meticulously. Although it was just a show of empty moves and no strength, it was enough for Ye Lang who had no fighting experience at all.

Next came the formal game. Ye Lang put on a good posture and stood up. Although he was surrounded by many contemptuous eyes, he was unwilling to give up.

The opponent is Lin Zhao, the taciturn and dark-skinned leader of another faction. Although Ye Lang doesn't know his insides, he still knows his fur more or less during this period of getting along.

Ye Lang's face was serious, his usually lazy eyes were narrowed, and his slender and thick eyelashes outlined a thrilling arc.

Even facing Ye Lang, who is the weakest in the entire team, Lin Zhao is ready to fight. The principle that the lion and the rabbit will use their full strength is an eternal lesson, and there are countless people who ignore it and fall on it in the long river.

Ye Lang responded with inaction, and Lin Zhao launched a fierce attack first. After Ye Lang managed to catch his probing fist, which had only stored up six points of strength, he aimed at the gap with an uppercut and swung towards the boy's firm chin. .

It's just that Ye Lang's speed wasn't fast enough, and his strength wasn't strong enough. This lap was staggered lightly by Lin Zhao, and then Ye Lang's elbow was held by Lin Zhao, and after a direct and powerful back fall, Ye Lang fell into the sand with his limbs spread out in embarrassment. pit.

Ye Lang didn't give up, he caught someone who was caught off guard with a hook, and then Lin Zhao fell straight face to face Ye Lang.

Affected by the gravitational force of the earth, the boy's hardened chest fell on Ye Lang's body, and there was a dull sound.And Lin Zhao's sharp-edged lips, while everyone was stunned... stuck to Ye Lang's lips!

Not only the training team members, but everyone including the instructors... were stunned!

Lin Zhao blushed quickly, blushing like a hot iron. He stood up hastily and stammered, "I'm sorry, I... I... I didn't mean it, really!"

Ye Lang stood up expressionlessly, patted the dust on his body, and smiled indifferently, "Everyone is a man, it doesn't matter!"

Lin Zhao was still blushing. Ye Lang rolled his eyes and raised the corners of his eyes, evoking a little fox-like smile. He walked up to Lin Zhao who couldn't back down, patted the boy's thick shoulder, and whispered in his ear : "Tonight... I will share half of your snacks, and I will forgive you!"

Ye Lang's close distance and the hot air he sprayed on Lin Zhao's ears made Lin Zhao's ears turn red, who had already begun to take shape as a hero. Ye Lang looked cute, and let out another malicious breath.

"Okay, I promise you!" The young man replied decisively, then pushed Ye Lang away, strode back to the team, dragged one of the team members and began to fight for no reason...

The crowd whistled appropriately, and Lin Zhao's strength suddenly increased a lot.

Ye Lang didn't enjoy the game, this time he pulled Ye Fan, the elder brother with dark complexion was furious when he saw his younger brother "not keeping his virginity", so he snorted coldly, and started to fight Ye Lang with moderate strength.

So, my brother is all awkward and arrogant~

Ye Fan has been trained since he was a child, and he is superior to other players in terms of skill and strength. Coupled with hard teaching, the rookie-level Ye Lang has made rapid progress.

Even though he was thrown into the soft bunker by Ye Feng time and time again, his face covered in dust and sweat dripping profusely, but his smile was as clear as the scorching sun in the sky.

Ye Lang, who had returned home happily, followed the big team into the cafeteria, and put his arm on the body of his elder brother who was obviously taller than him. He didn't mind how much skin the two of them touched after returning from training in such a hot summer... Sticky!

Ye Lang picked up the carrots from the meal, and put them all on Ye Fan's dinner plate. Although Ye Fan was reluctant, he still said, "It's not good to be picky eaters", "If you don't eat carrots, you won't grow taller", "Being discovered by your parents Be careful they teach you" and other persuasive or threatening words, but in the end they were mixed with fragrant white rice grains and swallowed.

Ye Lang ate his food and continued to pick and choose, while nodding his head, and said "I know", "I won't do it in the future", "Just don't tell mom and dad" what I didn't mean.

After eating, Ye Lang was called into the office alone again. The base chief instructor surnamed Liu and the old man with the rank of lieutenant general put down the pen he signed in his hand, "Xiao Lang!" The theme, "When will the painting you promised Grandpa Liu be ready?"

Ye Lang is helpless, although he has been very busy recently, he has no brushes or ideas, and it is difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice, "Grandpa Liu, you see, although I want to do my best as soon as possible, but the brushes, paints, rice paper in the base, We can only wait until the training camp is over!"

Grandpa Liu slapped his wrinkled forehead, remorseful, "Look, I forgot!" The old man of the Ye family was so angry that he forgot even this, "Whatever you need, just say it later I'll send Xiao He out to do the shopping, and the money will be all on Grandpa Liu!"

Ye Lang from the black line said the required materials, but they were in double. He still remembered his father's instructions, so naturally he didn't dare to neglect.

Standing on the railing, Ye Lang looked down at the soldiers who were seriously rehearsing downstairs, his beautiful peach eyes were blinded by the dazzling sunlight, he was decisive and lost his way!

After Ye Lang went around and couldn't find his way, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him. It was his unruly father in a military vest who was sweating profusely after returning from training.

Ye Lang ran over wildly, looking at Ye Feng with flattering eyes in his peach blossom eyes.

"What's wrong?" My father wiped the sweat from his forehead with a white towel hanging on his shoulders full of masculine charm.

Ye Lang thought to himself, his father really deserves to be an indomitable man, it would be great if his mother was here at this time!

Accompanying Ye Feng to walk down the tree-lined road in the base, "I'm lost, Dad!"

Ye Feng paused for wiping his sweating hands, stopped his forward steps, changed an angle and continued forward, Ye Lang followed behind doggy, beating his back and squeezing his shoulders~

However, standing on tiptoe really hurts!

The father, who loves his son but is awkward, is one step behind, and walks forward side by side with Ye Lang...

This scene is very harmonious!

"Father, what kind of painting do you want?" Ye Lang asked.

Ye Feng frowned and thought for a while. He asked Ye Lang for a painting because he was adhering to the principle of not letting the rich water go to outsiders' fields, so he asked... I can't remember!

But will our awkward father admit this kind of thing that goes against his tough and glorious image!The answer, of course, is...no!

"You can do whatever you want!" Ye Feng paused and added, "I want to hang it in the living room!"

The implication is that you'd better draw better, otherwise the whole family will be ashamed!

Ye Lang said that the pressure was great!

Ye Feng, who sent Ye Lang back to the dormitory, turned around and left without staying. Ye Lang sat on his bed with a lot of thoughts, thinking about what kind of painting would be suitable for hanging in his living room...

When the three of Ye Fan came back, what they saw was the young man resting his chin with one hand, his eyes farsighted, like a sculpture of a meditator.

"Ye Lang!" Ye Fan called, "What's wrong?"

Ye Lang's gaze was fixed in the void, "Brother, what kind of painting do you think is suitable for hanging in our living room?"

Ye Fan thought for a while about the hall of his home that combines the elegance and warmth of his mother with Ye Feng's tough and simple style, and said... he didn't know anything!

"Actually, you can draw in the image of your parents!" Ye Fan, who has mastered all nine senses, suggested.

So, genetics are really scary!

"Good idea!" Ye Lang stood up abruptly, and then his head collided with the hard wooden bed frame, and there was a dull sound!

Ye Lang's eyes were filled with tears from the pain, but this look was quite funny in Ye Fan's eyes!There were also tears in my eyes, but it was just a smile!

Ye Lang's eyes turned to Lin Zhao, a guy who tried to hide his burly body at the foot of the bed when Ye Lang's gaze swept over him.

"My snack!" Ye Lang said bluntly.

Lin Zhao took out the preserved snacks, poured them out all at once, and quickly carried them to Ye Lang's bed, before going out without looking back.

Ye Lang looked at these snacks collected by Lin Zhao privately, with bright eyes, leaning on the head of the bed, thinking about the idea of ​​the painting that can be hung in the living room, and stuffing snacks into his mouth with relish.

When the last bite was left, the door of the dormitory was pushed open from the outside, and the person who came in was holding a lot of painting tools... Teacher He! ! ?

Ye Lang hurriedly stuffed the last bite of snacks into his mouth, his cheeks swelled into a bun shape, he chewed hard twice and then swallowed it into his stomach with great effort.

Ye Lang, who destroyed the evidence, pointed at the pile of remains of snacks, and waved his hand generously, "You can take these away, you don't have to return them!"

Mr. He...the blue veins on the frontal corners are bursting~~

This kid is too much, Yang Guang is really blind to think that this kid is talented and humble!

Teacher He threw the action in his hand on Ye Lang's bed, kicked Ye Lang's iron frame rudely, and blurted out "Shit!"

Ye Lang sat on the bed calmly, and said in a cool tone, "Mr. He, what you threw in your hand was bought by Grandpa Liu himself, and if it breaks, you will have to pay for it!"

Teacher Ho:"……"

God, give him a piece of tofu and kill him!Otherwise, this kid can disappear!