Chen Lu quickly took 11 bottles of milk, three white steamed buns and meat buns per person, a total of 33, and one egg per person. After placing these foods, he originally wanted to get some hot porridge, but he hesitated.<
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This stuff is so hot that it’s a waste of time to drink it.
In order to complete the system tasks, the brothers stopped drinking for the first time. Other things alone were enough to fill their stomachs.
Not long after Chen Lu finished playing, slogans started ringing outside. This meant singing before dinner.
Chen Lu knew this convention well. He had an uncle who was not doing his job properly. When he was a child, he would ask him to sing when he had nothing to do. His tone-deaf voice... was a masterpiece.
When he was a child, Chen Lu didn't hear it, but he felt it didn't sound good, so he could only shout with his uncle. At that time, shouting in the community would attract a lot of criticism.
But my uncle still went his own way and never wavered in his belief in dreaming of becoming a singer, and he still insists on it.
That is to say, after Chen Lu entered high school, his grandmother strictly prohibited his uncle from asking his grandson to sing, so Chen Lu was not tortured.
Later, I heard from my aunt that the reason why my brother was like this was because he was forced to sing by his grandfather when he was a child... The psychological shadow left behind was at work.
This is poisoning the next generation...
Outside the cafeteria, after a while of howling and howling, the sound finally stopped.
Under the leadership of the squad leader, each class walked into the cafeteria one after another, and then walked to their respective tables.
Chen Lu was already standing in front of the dining table of Class 3. When the people in Class 3 saw Chen Lu, they immediately turned and walked towards him.
Lao Xu walked in front and came to the dining table.
"Take a seat!"
The others quickly sat down, and their eyes lit up when they saw the rich breakfast on the table.
Yesterday they only ate a bowl of cold water, which was so bland that they almost had a bird's eye. Now that they finally saw a good meal, it would be strange not to be excited.
Wang Bing has liked eating steamed buns since he was a child, so he was pleasantly surprised when he saw the steamed buns.
But steamed buns with white porridge is a classic, just like fried dough sticks with soy milk, why not white porridge?
He glanced at the table next door. There was a basin of white porridge on it. Looking at other tables, there was also small white porridge.
"Chen Dong, why do we have so little porridge?" Wang Bing couldn't help but ask.
Chen Dong explained: "There are enough steamed buns and steamed buns, and the porridge can't be wasted. If you want, you can also pack it yourself. It's just in the window, in a big pot, and you can eat as much as you want."
"That's it." Wang Bing said, then reached out and grabbed a bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and started eating.
When he looked up, he met Lao Xu's murderous eyes.
"Does it smell good?"
"Smell..." Wang Bing was stunned and turned to look around. He was the only one eating. He immediately felt something was wrong and quickly vomited it out.
Old Xu was furious and cursed: "Pick it up and give me some to eat!"
Wang Bing had been in the society, but he was not a good, honest boy. He especially valued face, so he immediately froze there.
It is impossible to let him eat the food he vomited.
I won’t do it even to death...
Just as Lao Xu was about to get angry, company commander Yang Song and the instructor just walked in and immediately noticed the situation on Xu Jiang's side.
Yang Song frowned and said, "Why is it your third class again? What's going on?"
Xu Jiang immediately stood up and said: "Report to the company commander that as soon as a new recruit comes in, he will start eating by himself. I will ask him to eat back everything he vomits."
Yang Song nodded and quickly walked to the dining table on the side.
He is the company commander and is responsible for training. His role is not suitable for ideological work, the instructor is.
As expected, the gentle-faced instructor's tone became much softer. He glanced at Wang Bing and saw Wang Bing's trembling look. He turned to look at Xu Jiang and said: "The new guy doesn't understand the rules. Take your time. Don't do it."
It affects everyone’s dining.”
"Throw the vomited buns into the trash can."
Wang Bing breathed a sigh of relief and immediately spit out the open bun and threw it into the trash can next to him.
The instructor is easy to talk to and considerate of others, unlike the squad leader who is cold and indifferent except for punishing people.
The instructor explained a few words and then walked to his table.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If Wang Bing made a mistake and everyone had no dinner like yesterday... they would be unable to hold back and want to beat someone.
"Let's eat." After Yang Song shouted, everyone started to eat.
This is the rule. No one can take action until the company commander shouts.
Suddenly, various eating sounds sounded in the restaurant.
Chen Lu looked at Wang Bing, who didn't dare to take action yet, and felt that he was going to be in trouble. This kid must have been targeted by Lao Xu.
Sure enough, Lao Xu picked out all the buns in the basin and piled them in front of Wang Bing. They looked like a small mountain.
"You like to eat steamed buns, right? Then eat more, they will all be yours." Wang Bing opened his mouth wide, looked at the pile of steamed buns in front of him, then turned to look at the comrades around him who did not dare to say a word, feeling a little regretful. He is not a fool, and his face is secondary. If he continues to contradict him here, he will receive a greater punishment, and it will only be worse for him.
People like Wang Bing who have been around know well that they cannot suffer the immediate loss...
I could only silently pick up the buns and eat them with difficulty. This time I felt that the buns were not fragrant at all.
You can only hold two of the buns made by the army in one hand, and they are very generous. They are definitely not the big fermented buns outside, which look big but actually don’t have much flour.
After eating 8 buns in a row, Wang Bing showed a look of pain on his face, and he felt like vomiting when he saw the buns.
In this life, he never wants to eat steamed buns again, not to mention eating them, not even smelling them... At least, what is Wang Bing thinking at this time?
Lao Xu didn't care about Wang Bing, "Eat quickly, don't you like it? I'll let you eat as much as you can, hurry up!"
He urged me mercilessly with a straight face.
Others around him were silently praying for Wang Bing. This baby is going to be in trouble. I guarantee that after he eats this meal of buns, he will feel like vomiting when he sees the buns within a month.
But what can be done? Who makes his hands so fast?
Cheng Tieniu ate steamed buns, drank milk, and smacked his lips from time to time. It felt very delicious.
He took a look and saw Wang Bing, who was holding the steamed bun and hesitated to eat it, shook his head helplessly, and then continued to eat with his head down.
No one else would speak out at this time, and Chen Lu would speak out at this time. It is true that he quickly fills his stomach with food. As for Wang Bing, just wish yourself good luck.
But at this time, the system's voice sounded again: "Host, implement the feelings of comrades, live and die together, share honor and disgrace, and be rewarded with 100 experience points."
I'll go... The last mission hasn't been completed yet, is there another series of missions?