The soldiers were all in training and there was no one in the recruit barracks, but the two rows of beds were clean and tidy. Not only were the sheets flat without a wrinkle, but even the thin summer quilts were folded with sharp edges. On the metal cabinet next to the wall of the barracks, a row of tooth cups and toothbrushes are all facing in the same direction, and slippers are neatly lined up below.
"Wow! This is so neat!" Yi Bailu was also amazed.
"This kind of dormitory is a boon to people with obsessive-compulsive disorder." Zhang Xiaoyuan also agreed with a smile.
"Look at the closet!" Lin Chu walked around to the other side of the metal closet, "Oh my god, even clothes can be folded into squares..."
The cameraman cooperated and ran over to take a close-up of the equally tidy wardrobe.
In fact, there are not many things in the barracks and there is nothing worth visiting, but the level of cleanliness is truly amazing.
Finally, the instructor announced: "Okay, now go back to the barracks and tidy up according to this standard."
After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
When they returned to the tent where they were temporarily staying, they found that a male and a female housekeeping instructor were already waiting for them. After briefly explaining the key points of housekeeping and teaching again how to fold the quilt into tofu blocks, the housekeeping instructor left the barracks, leaving the artists to tidy up by themselves. They would come back to check after two hours.
Jiang Dao folded the newly distributed soft quilt according to the teacher's instructions, then silently looked at the quilt that was as soft as melted ice cream, and pondered for a long time.
Can something like a quilt really be folded to create sharp edges?
Besides, this quilt is so thin, how could it possibly take shape?
Is it true that they didn’t stuff steel plates under the blankets in the recruit barracks?
On the upper bunk, Chu Yinlong stepped on the ladder at the corner of the bed and fell into the same confusion.
Although he seemed to be omnipotent in the eyes of outsiders, in fact, he had never folded his quilt since he was a child - when he was in the temple, he was still young and was taken care of by his senior brothers; when he was a student, he was injured during filming and was exempted from military training; usually, the quilt at home was just spread out and covered on the bed.
The situation of the other four people on the other two beds was not much better. Only Cheng Zhiyi's quilt was folded into shape. According to him, when he was in military training in college, their dormitory always won the first place in the housekeeping evaluation of the whole camp.
"So amazing?" Jiang Dao blinked at him and said with a smile, "How about you help me fold it?"
"Ah?" Cheng Zhiyi was surprised. He turned his head to look at the camera filming them, his face full of disbelief. "Are you sure? Let me help you fold the quilt?"
Isn't this guy afraid of embarrassing himself in front of the audience? He is so blatant in being lazy and cheating?
Chu Yinlong jumped down the ladder holding a quilt and said, "Cheng Zhiyi, how about this, you teach everyone the key points you have mastered. Quilts need to be folded every day, you can't always fail to learn."
This request was not excessive. Cheng Zhiyi nodded, took Chu Yinlong's quilt and spread it on Jiang Dao's bed, and began to share his quilt folding skills with everyone.
After more than an hour of hard work, the six men in the male soldiers' barracks finally managed to fold the quilt into a rough shape.
Of course, the straightness of the corners could not be compared with those quilts in the recruits' barracks that seemed to be cast under a spell, but at least it looked neat at first glance.
Once you've tackled the big task of making the quilt, everything else becomes much easier. It's just a matter of cleaning and putting things in order.
Looking at the neatly spread sheets, no one was willing to sit on the bed, so they simply stood at the door of the tent and chatted, waiting for the instructors to come and check.
"It feels like several years have passed since I last folded my quilt," Yuwen Feiyang sighed. "Is it really necessary to fold a quilt, since I have to spread it out every day? It looks pretty neat on the bed!"
"I think the barracks are more tidy and pleasing to the eye." Lin Chu argued, "Although I can't do it, I really admire them."
"In non-wartime, using internal affairs requirements to emphasize military discipline is a good idea." Jiang Dao stood beside Chu Yinlong and laughed softly, "After all, this is a combat organization. If laxity becomes a habit, it will be difficult to lead the team when something happens in the future."
"Wow, isn't your statement a bit too professional?" Cheng Zhiyi exclaimed.
Soon, it was time for inspection and the instructor came to the barracks with two instructors.
Seeing the situation in the room, the housekeeping instructor shook out everyone's quilts without saying anything, and then said two simple words: "Overlap."
As a result, everyone was tied up in the barracks that afternoon and had to fold their quilts over and over again.
Cheng Zhiyi was the first one in the South Barracks to "pass the review", followed by Chu Yinlong, and then the rest of them also gradually folded their quilts into squares that were barely acceptable. In the end, only Jiang Dao was left, whose quilt was constantly shaken open by the instructor and asked to start over.
He was not in a hurry. He folded the clothes obediently every time he was taken apart. There was no sign of impatience on his face.
It’s a pity that he seems to be completely unable to learn this skill. No matter how hard he tries, the quilts he folds always collapse and have no shape at all.
This was repeated countless times until even the housekeeping instructor couldn't bear it anymore and started to hesitate in shaking the quilt. Jiangdao simply went forward and lifted the quilt, intending to fold it again.
"Wait a minute." The housekeeping instructor was helpless. "I'll tell you the key points again. Please listen carefully!"
The instructor demonstrated again and taught in great detail the techniques of folding tofu cubes.
Then Jiang Dao came on stage and followed the instructor's steps, without missing any details, and worked seriously - he folded another piece of collapsed tofu skin.
teacher:……
Everyone: …
It is really puzzling that it is the same quilt, the same process, but how come it becomes a square obediently in the instructor's hands, but becomes so disobedient in Jiangdao's hands.
This incident even alarmed the instructor. The instructor came to the male barracks with a stern face, and after witnessing this "miracle" with his own eyes, he was helpless.
"Well, no matter what you come up with," the instructor finally compromised, "your daily housekeeping inspections and evaluations will affect your graduation grades, so you figure it out on your own. Okay, gather for lunch in fifteen minutes, and don't be late."
After saying this, he left with two housekeeping instructors.
"I think you are really patient." Cheng Zhiyi patted Jiang Dao's shoulder. "If I had been tossed around so many times and not given a chance, I would probably go crazy... Why are you so calm?"
"It's OK," Jiang Dao smiled, "I had a scene before, and the number of NGs was more than before. Maybe it's because of practice."
I have to say, filming with Director Mu really helps to train my patience. If this had happened when he had just crossed over and encountered this situation, the best thing he could do was to turn his face away and walk away. If he really couldn't control his temper, he might have fought with the teacher on the spot.
The two of them had just exchanged a few words when Chu Yinlong picked up Jiang Dao's quilt, silently folded it for him, and placed it on the head of the bed.
Jiang Dao turned around and saw it, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Teacher Chu, I will give my quilt to you from now on." There was no strangeness or politeness in his tone, but a matter-of-fact tone.
Yuwen Feiyang is a singer, and is half an industry away from the film and television industry, so he is not afraid of Chu Yinlong. Seeing this, he smiled and said, "No wonder Jing Yu supports you two as a couple. Isn't this too natural for you two?"
Everyone made a few jokes about the topic. Yi Bailu came over again, and everyone simply went outside the tent to rest and prepare to gather in the cafeteria to eat.
Fortunately, the production team didn’t cause any trouble at dinner.
The place where the instructor took the star class was a real recruit canteen. There was no legendary five-minute dining time limit. They just had to line up to get their plates, go to the window to get their food, and sit in designated seats.
The only requirement that the artists found a bit difficult was that no leftovers were allowed.
"Ah? But I don't eat eggplant." Lin Chu frowned and looked at the instructor.
The instructor flipped through the notebook in his hand and said coldly, "You all filled out an allergen survey form before joining the team, and you didn't write that you were allergic to eggplant."
"I'm not allergic, I just don't eat it." Lin Chu quickly explained.
The instructor said calmly: "In short, no leftovers are allowed."
"But I--" Lin Chu was a little anxious.
"Then give me your eggplant," Cheng Zhiyi interrupted with a smile, "I love eggplants. I'll trade you the cauliflower... Do you mind?"
“…Oh, that’s fine.” Having found a solution, Lin Chu nodded gloomily.
On the other side, Yi Bailu hesitated and said, "Teacher Chu, I can't eat so much rice. Can I give you some? I haven't touched it yet. It's clean!"
Before Chu Yinlong could say no, Zhang Xiaoyuan followed up and said, "I can't eat so much rice either. Can anyone help me share some of the burden?"
Jiang Qiulin was sitting next to her and said, "Then dial some for me."
Seeing Zhang Xiaoyuan succeed, Yi Bailu gently called out, "Teacher Chu?"
Chu Yinlong had no choice but to nod, "Well, give it to me."
Yi Bailu smiled sweetly and put half of the rice into Chu Yinlong's plate.
Then, Jiang Dao unceremoniously scooped some rice from Chu Yinlong's plate and picked up all the green onion segments from the stewed pork ribs.
Yi Bailu said, "Ah!" "I don't eat onions either..."
Jiang Dao pretended not to hear anything.
On the first day in the military camp, a training mobilization meeting was scheduled between dinner and lights-out.
At the meeting, the instructor gave everyone a training schedule. In the following week, they would train according to the schedule, and were prohibited from bringing mobile phones during training. Of course, in order to ensure the effect of the show, two entertainment competitions would be arranged between the star class and the new recruits every morning and afternoon.
Looking at the form in his hand, Jiang Qiulin was shocked: "I have to run five kilometers every morning exercise?!"
Lin Chu also frowned: "The first four days were all about queues and physical training, it was really military training..."
Cheng Zhiyi sighed exaggeratedly: "It seems that I can only look forward to the daily entertainment competitions."
After the instructor left, Yi Bailu took Zhang Xiaoyuan to the entrance of the male soldiers' barracks, wandered around, called everyone out, and chatted in the open space between the two tents.
It was not until eight o'clock when the bathhouse opened and everyone took a shower and returned to the barracks that Yi Bailu and Zhang Xiaoyuan calmed down.
Seeing the cameraman leave, Lin Chu breathed a sigh of relief, his expression a little unnatural: "Sister Bai Lu is too enthusiastic, she always comes to us." As he said that, he glanced at Chu Yinlong, then quickly looked away.
Yuwen Feiyang was not afraid of anything and said with a smile: "Teacher Chu is too popular."
Lin Chu was lying on the bed playing with his cell phone. Hearing this, he chuckled softly.
There was no entertainment planned for the evening. Since we were all living together, it was not suitable for us to just play with our phones, so we just found random topics to chat.
Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Dao took the basin and toothbrush holder to the newly built outdoor bathroom behind the basketball court to wash up, then returned to the tent, pulled out the quilt and prepared to go to sleep.
"Hey, you're really willing to take off the quilt?" Cheng Zhiyi was surprised. "Didn't we just say that we couldn't bear to take off the folded tofu blocks during military training? It's summer anyway, and it won't be cold to sleep with clothes on. Besides, there might be an emergency assembly one night..."
"Believe me, it will be cold at night in the mountains." Jiang Dao's expression was extremely serious.
As it turned out, Jiang Dao was right.
Although it was August, it was indeed very cold in this mountainous area in the north of China, sleeping at night wearing only a training short-sleeved shirt. As a last resort, when Cheng Zhiyi was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night, he got up and pulled open the quilt to cover himself.
At six o'clock the next morning, the wakeup call sounded and the military training of the uniformed star class officially began.
The first training after lining up is a five-kilometer morning run. There is no set time for completion, and the trainees have to run until they have reached the limit. Moreover, this training requires them to share the playground with the soldiers in the new recruit camp, and they have to run in a line like them.
Lin Chu turned around and asked Sun Qi who was standing next to him: "Are you also running five kilometers?"
Sun Qi nodded: "Same."
Wu Rui added: "The female instructors there said that the basic training for female soldiers is the same as that for male soldiers, except that the intensity of physical training is a little lower, and morning jogging does not count as physical training at all."
"Quiet!" The instructor said sternly, with his hands behind his back, "No talking from now on. Turn left and run!"
The instructor led the team to the playground, and everyone discovered that the soldiers had already lined up and were running, two in a row, very neatly, and their running speed was surprisingly not slow.
In the star class, Chu Yinlong is the tallest and takes the lead. Following the instructor's orders, he led everyone into the innermost track and started the morning run steadily.
Then, when they reached the third lap, someone couldn't hold on any longer.
"Teacher Chu..." Yi Bailu put one hand on her waist and panted, "Can you...run slower?"
Chu Yinlong turned his head to look at her and slowed down his pace slightly.
At this time, another group of new recruits passed by from the outer track. One of the baby-faced soldiers whispered to them to encourage them: "Come on!"
Immediately, a series of cheers from the back successfully attracted the instructor of the new recruit camp to shout: "Three companies, three squads! Run the whole body and do twenty push-ups!"
Jiang Dao suddenly laughed out loud.
When they reached the sixth lap, the female guests' speed obviously began to slow down, including Lin Chu and Yu Wen Feiyang, who were almost unable to hold on. Chu Yinlong had to slow down again to ensure that the team would not be in chaos. As a result, just after running the seventh lap, Yi Bailu simply ran two steps and walked two steps, and fell behind the team by more than ten meters.
Chu Yinlong felt that he couldn't slow down any further. If he slowed down any further, it would be no different from a brisk walk.
The instructor was running beside the team and was also frustrated by the speed, so he simply announced: "Next, after each of you has run five kilometers, you will gather at the entrance of the playground. When you have gathered, you can have breakfast. Now, the team is disbanded!"
After giving the order, he took the lead and rushed out at an accelerated speed.
Chu Yinlong breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace following the instructor. Jiang Dao also instantly passed Jiang Qiulin and Cheng Zhiyi and followed closely behind Chu Yinlong.
After the five-kilometer run, the instructor looked back in surprise and found that there were still two people following him. He was immediately relieved: "Wow, you two are good! Chu Yinlong, I've heard of you, you are worthy of it. Um, and Jiang Dao... What have you played?"
This instructor obviously doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry. "Operation Red Owl" has been online for many days, and it has been a hot topic on Weibo, but he has no impression of the actors.
The three of them chatted briefly, and soon, Cheng Zhiyi and Jiang Qiulin finished running five kilometers and gathered at the entrance of the playground. The next to appear were female artists Sun Qi and Zhang Xiaoyuan, followed by Yuwen Feiyang and Wu Rui who completed the task side by side, and finally, Lin Chu and Yi Bailu arrived late.
A five-kilometer morning run took nearly fifty minutes.
The direct result of this was that when everyone lined up to arrive at the cafeteria, only pickled mustard tubers and steamed buns were left for breakfast, and even the millet porridge had been eaten up by the new recruits.
"No way? Then what are we going to eat?" Lin Chu was immediately unhappy. He was so tired from running early in the morning, but he couldn't even have a good meal.
"Didn't the cafeteria prepare a separate breakfast for us?" Wu Rui did not remain silent this time. "We definitely can't outrun those new recruits. Doesn't that mean we have nothing to eat every morning?"
While everyone was complaining, Jiang Dao quietly walked to the window and asked for two steamed buns and a plate of pickles. He also asked the soldier in charge of the canteen to give him a bowl of water and took him to their table and sat down.
Chu Yinlong followed suit and Cheng Zhiyi immediately caught up. When the others saw this, they had no choice but to imitate silently.
"I say, you really only use pickled vegetables and steamed buns to make a meal?" Jiang Qiulin sat down opposite Jiang Dao and said with a wry smile, "How can you be so decisive?"
Jiang Dao had already finished a steamed bun and replied, "If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. If you don't want to be hungry, you can only eat this. After arguing for a long time, in the end the time is up and you don't have time to eat. You can't delay training, so why bother... Oh, if it's to earn a few close-up shots, that's another story."
Cheng Zhiyi was drinking water and choked when he heard this answer.
Chu Yinlong had gotten used to being choked by Jiang Dao over the past year or so, so he was calm and composed at this moment. He quickly finished his breakfast and left the cafeteria side by side with Jiang Dao.
Looking at the backs of the two, Cheng Zhiyi hissed softly, "Why do I always feel that their relationship might not be real?"
Hearing this, Yi Bailu laughed and said, "How could that be? Jiang Dao is good at fighting and his acting skills are said to be good too. Teacher Chu just values his talent and trains him as a partner."
Outside the cafeteria, at the corner of the corridor.
Seeing that the camera hadn't caught up yet and there were no surveillance cameras around, Jiang Dao turned around quickly, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Chu Yinlong on the mouth.
Chu Yinlong had anticipated that he was going to do this, and almost at the same time he reached out to clamp Jiang Dao's jaw and kissed him back hard.
Separate at the first touch.
Jiang Dao licked his lips and said with a smile, "Exciting."
Chu Yinlong rubbed his head gently.
…
The training on the first morning was standing at attention, which looked very simple.
The star class arrived at the playground an hour later than the new recruits. At that time, the soldiers had been standing at attention on the field for an hour and showed no signs of taking a rest.
In line with the program requirements, Chu Yinlong asked the instructor: "During the training of new soldiers, how long do they usually stand in military posture?"
The instructor said, "When we first started training, we started with one hour. This batch of soldiers was recruited last winter, and they just finished their recruit training and came to the company. Now their military posture training is four hours. The standard soldiers over there have to stand for six hours a day."
Everyone immediately started to sigh over the topic:
“Wow, that’s so hard…”
"Will you really not faint if you stand like this?"
“Do female soldiers have the same requirements?”
Cheng Zhiyi, who still has vivid memories of the military training, said with a smile: "Speaking of standing at attention, I think of the shoes we wore during the military training. The soles were super thin and my feet hurt after standing for more than ten minutes. Then I look at the training shoes worn by real soldiers. The shoes issued to us are the same, but much more comfortable than the rags back then!"
Lin Chu hit him: "You can't stand for four hours wearing these shoes."
Cheng Zhiyi retorted: "I'm not really a soldier!"
After some banter, the training officially began.
The essentials of military posture are not difficult to master, but the difficult part is how to maintain an upright posture and stand motionless for an hour - yes, the program team's requirements for the military star class are the same as when the recruits first join the army, and training starts from one hour.
Standing at attention is boring. The camera holds up the camera and takes a close-up of each person every few minutes, and then continues to sit there and chat with the instructor.
The instructor of the star class was actually seconded from the base's publicity team. He was not so serious off the court. He pulled the camera and asked questions, and found out the details of several people on the court.
After standing for ten minutes, some people in the team began to stagger and secretly changed their feet to rest.
If it were the requirements of the recruits, the instructor would have given them a lecture and added a penalty item, but in the case of the guests, the instructor ignored them and whispered to the cameraman: "Did you see those two girls? They were secretly switching their weights and taking turns to rest... In fact, standing at attention like this will cause uneven force on both feet, and switching back and forth will make you more tired, so you might as well just stand on both feet."
A few minutes later, the instructor asked the cameraman, "Did Jiang Dao serve in the military before? I think he is very adaptable to this kind of training. He didn't make any small movements from beginning to end."
The cameraman shook his head and whispered, "He probably never served in the military, but he may have practiced martial arts."
The instructor misunderstood: "Oh, that's normal. Martial arts schools are basically managed in a military manner. After all, you have been through the grind and can endure hardships."
Perhaps because she saw that the instructor didn't really care, Yi Bailu became bolder. She felt sweat running down her neck, making her feel itchy, so she quickly raised her hand and wiped it away.
There were only ten people in the team. The instructor could see everything from the audience. He stood up and said, "Yi Bailu, record this. After the training, the whole class will be punished by doing ten push-ups."
Yi Bailu was suddenly embarrassed, but she didn't dare to retort, and her cheeks turned red.
When the instructor sat down again and reached for the kettle, Lin Chu, who was beside Jiang Dao, muttered quietly, "What era is this? We are still practicing collective punishment..."
"Lin Chu, record this." The instructor didn't even look in his direction, and directly made a precise attack, "After the training, the whole class will be punished to do ten push-ups."
Suddenly no one dared to complain anymore.
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