After standing at attention for fifty minutes, Yi Bailu made the excuse of feeling dizzy and went to sit on the sidelines.
Soon, the one-hour timer was up, and all the members of the military star class did 20 push-ups as a penalty, and finally it was time for a break.
The only training item on the morning's training schedule was military posture. However, after only an hour in the morning, everyone was already finding it difficult to endure, not knowing how they would get through the next two hours.
Unexpectedly, among the other team of recruits, a group of ten people were suddenly stopped from training by their instructors and brought to the star class, saying that they wanted to take part in an entertainment challenge.
Everyone immediately became interested: "Wow! Is the entertainment competition starting now?"
The instructor introduced: "This is the standard-bearing class of our first battalion of recruits. They have accepted the first challenge you issued."
Hearing this, Jiang Dao laughed: "We issued a challenge? We don't even know what a challenge is. Is the production team trying to trick us?"
Cheng Zhiyi immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, why don't we know the content of the challenge?"
At this time, the instructor of the star class took out an envelope from his pocket, opened it, turned to the camera, and read out: "Military Posture and Appearance Challenge - Each side sends a standard soldier to compete one-on-one. Stand in military posture in the middle of the field, and the other team members must find ways to make the other side's standard soldier laugh. If the standard soldier laughs, it means failure, and the next standard soldier will take over. Each standard soldier can stay on the field for a maximum of three minutes. If all members fail, they will be judged as losers and punished to stand in military posture for 30 minutes."
Hearing this rule, Wu Rui spread his hands and said, "That's it. They are the model soldiers. They have all been trained. How can they laugh under normal circumstances?"
Jiang Qiulin agreed: "Yes, and we don't have any comedians here."
Zhang Xiaoyuan laughed and said, "Sister Bailu, you should have invited Brother Lujun. His talk show is so funny!"
On the other side, a mischievous-looking little soldier suddenly winked at Chu Yinlong: "Hey, you guys better hold on a little longer!"
Chu Yinlong raised his eyebrows: "Are you so sure you can win?"
The young soldier said proudly: "We are all professionally trained and will never smile while on guard duty! So keep up the good work!"
Chu Yinlong asked with a smile: "Why are you still cheering for the enemy?"
The young soldier said, "After the entertainment challenge, we still have to go back to training! If we can really drag it out for thirty minutes, we will have more time to rest..."
Cheng Zhiyi asked, "You guys don't like training either?"
The young soldier glanced in the direction of their squad leader and lowered his voice: "Who can love training? Really! Uh, please don't tell our squad leader this..."
Cheng Zhiyi pointed at the microphone stuck on his collar and asked, "Do you know what this is?" Then he pointed at the older man holding a camera next to him and asked, "Do you know what he's doing?"
The young soldier choked, as if he had suffered a blow, and silently retreated back to his own team.
Soon, the production team used red ropes to create a circle on the ground, and each team lined up in order of height to take the challenge. Chu Yinlong was the first runner from the star class, and the soldiers from the model class were all the same height, so they simply arranged their troops in order, and the first one to go on stage was their squad leader.
When the countdown started, Cheng Zhiyi walked up to the model squad leader without any idol burden and made faces, Jiang Dao followed closely behind, and then Yuwen Feiyang began to sing in a strange voice... On the other side, the young soldiers were even more unscrupulous. They had no burden to begin with, and now they were finally allowed to play, so they naturally tried their best.
But Chu Yinlong was used to being arrogant after all, and he just stood there straight with a stern face, showing no sign of smiling.
The result was unexpected. The model squad leader couldn't hold it in anymore as he listened to Yu Wen Feiyang's song. In the end, he laughed out loud even though his face turned red.
The mischievous little soldier just now said, "Hey!" "Sergeant, you can't do it!"
The model squad leader was so angry that he said, "If you can do it, go ahead!"
Little Soldier: "No, I'm the finale!"
The deputy squad leader of the model squad rubbed his face, stepped into the rope circle, and began to stand at attention.
Fortunately, this time he managed to keep Chu Yinlong out for long enough. After three minutes, Jiang Qiulin took over Chu Yinlong's position.
However, he had just stood there for less than ten seconds when he was amused by two young soldiers in the model squad who were performing a crosstalk and forgetting the lyrics.
"Hey, Brother Jiang, this is wrong! Are you trying to be lazy and not want to stand at attention?" Cheng Zhiyi, who took over the baton, was mad, "You're putting so much pressure on me!"
As he spoke, he walked forward slowly, trying to delay time, but the next second he was pushed into the circle by the mischievous little soldier next to him.
"Don't try to be sneaky!" The little soldier smiled and made a face at Cheng Zhiyi.
Cheng Zhiyi curled his lips and tried hard to hold back his laughter, standing in military posture with his head held high and his chest puffed out - he held his head high so that he could look up to the sky and not look at the group of funny people in front of him.
As a result, he finally managed to outlast the deputy squad leader on the opposite side for three minutes, but the next second, he was suddenly amused by a joke told by a young soldier and was forced to leave.
Jiang Dao was still making funny faces at the third person in the model squad one second, and the next second, he stepped into the rope circle, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, his expression became calm, and he stood straight.
"Hey? His posture is so beautiful!" The mischievous little soldier whispered in their squad leader's ear, "His height is also suitable. If he were in our battalion, he would probably be able to join the model squad."
The standard-bearing squad leader: "Oh, yes. If he comes in, which of the last-placed soldiers will be squeezed out?"
The young soldier choked up and immediately changed his words: "He is so handsome, it's a pity for him to be a soldier, he should be a star, that's right!"
There was still no change in Jiang Dao's expression.
His gaze fell on the face of the mischievous young soldier, and a figure of memory seemed to gradually overlap with it in front of his eyes - that was a former comrade-in-arms of his, with a personality as eccentric as the young soldier in front of him, about the same age, and liked to call him "Captain" all the time.
These soldiers are actually ordinary people. When they put on military uniforms, they become soldiers guarding the territory. When they take off their uniforms, they are just a group of children under 20 years old.
"Three minutes are up, change people." The instructor looked at his watch and reminded people.
"Hey, why aren't you smiling at all?" The mischievous little soldier frowned and looked at Jiang Dao, "I saw you were quite smiling when you were teasing our comrades over there just now!"
Jiang Dao stepped out of the rope circle and smiled at him: "What's your name?"
The little soldier immediately became alert: "What are you doing? Are you asking for my name? Are you planning to file a complaint?"
"No, I just feel that you are very similar to someone I knew before." Jiang Dao shook his head.
"...What you said sounds too much like a chat-up." The young soldier took a step back exaggeratedly and said with a smile.
The battle situation became stalemate afterwards - although the soldiers in the model class were trained and generally did not laugh, they could not withstand the performance of a group of artists, and two or three of them were eliminated quickly; in the star class, although Lin Chu and Yuwen Feiyang were also eliminated quickly, when the female artists came on stage, the young soldiers suddenly became a little restrained.
At the end, the two sides' finale standard-bearers actually came on stage almost at the same time.
The mischievous little soldier stood in the circle and suddenly seemed like a different person, with a solemn face and a straight military posture. Sun Qi from the star class didn't like to laugh. No matter how the people below teased her, she still had her usual world-weary look on her face, as if the person who had a gloomy face and told a joke just now was not her.
The final result of the competition was that the star class won with a slight advantage of a few seconds.
Upon hearing the news, the clever little soldier was immediately dejected: "Ah? Lost?! It's not even 20 minutes yet and it's over. Then we have to stand at attention for an extra half hour after this morning's training... Oh my, this time we've lost a lot!"
The star class was filled with joy - not having to pay additional penalties was the best reward for them.
"Military Star Class" is just a variety show after all, and the rhythm is naturally different from that of formal military training. After practicing military posture and playing small games in the morning, we immediately started training on commands such as turning and at ease.
After lunch and a break, the afternoon training schedule started with marching and running in formation.
However, before the training began, the guests of the Military Star Class were first taken to watch the drill performance of the new recruits. In front of the camera, there was naturally some exaggeration and amazement.
The drill training in the afternoon was actually not that difficult, nor was it as boring as standing at attention. After two hours of training, another class of recruits arrived and said they wanted to accept the challenge of the uniformed star class.
"Will this really not delay your training?" Chu Yinlong asked the instructor with a smile.
"They are fighting in shifts, so it won't affect them." The instructor answered as a matter of course.
The entertainment competition in the afternoon is the reverse command queue training. If you are told to turn left, you have to turn right; if you are told to stand still, you have to turn backwards; if you are told to stand at ease, you have to stand at ease, etc. Those who make the wrong moves will be eliminated. In the end, whichever side eliminates all the other sides will be the winner. The loser group will be punished with twenty push-ups.
Although the rules are simple, it is difficult for people to overcome the reflex habits they have already formed, and a series of interesting reactions will inevitably occur in the process.
After ten rounds of anti-command training, as expected, many people were eliminated from both teams, and most of them were from the rookie class.
At this time, the surrounding recruits were having a halftime break in their training, and a group of cute little soldiers came to watch the game, gloating from the sidelines.
"Hey, who said this morning that our model class was not good enough? How come you were eliminated so quickly?"
"What's wrong with you guys? Are you going to lose again?"
"Instructor, can you choose our class for the next competition? We are very united and we will definitely not lose!"
As they were talking, two more recruits were eliminated from the class, leaving only one recruit in the team.
The eliminated soldier immediately excused himself: "We were trained too well. We followed orders and obeyed the commands! Instructor, next time, find a disobedient class to compete. Maybe we can win!"
In the end, as expected, the star class won again.
In the queue, Zhang Xiaoyuan raised his hand and invited Jiang Dao and Yuwen Feiyang to high-five.
The soldiers in the recruit class had no choice but to accept the punishment. After doing push-ups, they were ruthlessly pulled back to continue training.
It was not until dinner time that the soldiers sitting at the table next to the star squad were no longer shy and finally dared to talk to them. Two of them even came to ask Wu Rui and Chu Yinlong for autographs, and were finally taken back by their squad leader with their fresh autographs in hand to be educated.
"I found these soldiers to be quite cute," Wu Rui said with a smile, "and they are quite childish in private."
"They are not very old to begin with." Chu Yinlong said, "They are all around the same age as college students, so of course they are naughty and love to play."
After dinner, the celebrity class arranged some individual interviews so that they could be edited into the program later.
At the same time, guests who are not being interviewed can move freely - from this point it can be seen that their itinerary is completely different from military training. As long as the camera is not turned on, they can do whatever they want within a limited range and not disturb the normal life of the recruits.
Seeing the soldiers starting their evening training from afar, Jiang Dao found the instructor and asked, "Can I go to the playground to run with them at night?"
The instructor was surprised: "Ah? Didn't your cameraman go back?"
Jiang Dao just laughed: "I don't exercise for the camera. If I can't go to the playground, I can only run around the basketball court."
The instructor thought for a moment and said, "How many of you are running? Say hello, I'll take you there in a while."
Five minutes later, Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong came outside the tent. The instructor looked at them and without saying much, stood up and asked them to follow him to the playground.
After running five kilometers with the team during the evening training, the instructor looked at Jiang Dao, who was exhausted and out of breath, and smiled: "You still have to practice. Look, Chu Yinlong is much better than you... Well, but you actors don't have to train like soldiers. You have trained in formation for a whole day and you can still come to the evening training. It's already pretty good."
On the way back to the tent, the group met the staff of the program crew, who were seen pulling a bunch of things towards the high ground west of the military camp. Jiang Dao took a curious look and guessed that they were probably going to install the venue props for tomorrow's entertainment competition.
"That's the rifle range over there, very close to the tactical field, and it happens to be a large open space." The instructor said with a smile, "Tomorrow you will learn tactical movements, and the entertainment competition is also related. This time our recruits will not lose again, so prepare well."
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The next day, the star class's morning jogging training was changed to three kilometers.
I finished the run as fast as I could and just made it in time for the soldiers to have breakfast. This time I finally didn't have to make do with pickled vegetables and steamed buns.
Then, the day's training began. The uniformed star class was taken to the tactical action training ground, and the instructor gave each of them an assault rifle without a magazine.
As soon as they touched the gun, several male artists became excited.
Cheng Zhiyi fondly touched the cold piece of metal in his arms and said with a smile, "I never thought I would be able to touch a real gun in my lifetime!"
On the other side, Lin Chu was familiar with Yuwen Feiyang. He smiled and raised his gun to pretend to shoot him, but Jiang Dao was quick to grab the gun belt and snatch the gun away.
"What are you doing!" Lin Chu's face suddenly turned ugly after Jiang Dao took away his gun. "How can you steal things like this?"
"How can you point a gun at your comrades like this?" Jiang Dao retorted.
"Comrade?" Lin Chu snatched the gun back, "Are you too into the role, Jiang Dao? Besides, there's no bullet in the gun. When you're filming, don't you point the gun at people?"
"Can props be the same as real guns?" Jiang Dao was speechless.
"What's the difference? Don't we both have no bullets?" Lin Chu refused to give in.
Chu Yinlong quickly stepped in between the two of them and said, "Okay, let's train, stop making trouble."
Yuwen Feiyang also quickly tried to smooth things over: "It's okay, it's just a joke, I don't care, Jiang Dao, don't be angry."
Jiang Dao let out a short breath, feeling a little self-deprecating in his heart.
It was also his conditioned reflex. He was holding the heavy real gun in his hand and took it seriously subconsciously. When he saw someone pointing a gun at one of his people, his first reaction was to stop it. Now that I have calmed down, I feel that I did overreact.
But he also didn't want to apologize to Lin Chu. He had his own insistence, and there were some things he didn't want to compromise on.
"Jiang Dao is right." The instructor suddenly interrupted, his tone serious, "No matter if there are bullets in the gun or not, no matter if we are playing or practicing, we can't point our guns at our comrades. Not only Lin Chu, but you all have to remember this. If anyone commits the same mistake again, they will be punished."
After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Dao approvingly, and then continued, "Okay, now line up and let the tactical instructor demonstrate the tactical moves that we will learn next."
Chu Yinlong patted Jiang Dao on the shoulder gently and turned back to the head of the team.
Lin Chu pouted and held the gun, then returned to Jiang Dao's position and stood in line, still looking unhappy.
The tactical instructor pretended he saw nothing and carefully taught the students several times how to hold a gun, put away a gun, lie down, and stand up, and asked them to practice.
As a result, after only doing the gun holding and putting away movements a few times, the female guests couldn't stand it anymore - even without bullets, a real rifle still weighs more than three kilograms. It doesn't feel heavy just by carrying it, but after repeating several gun holding movements, people who don't usually practice strength will inevitably feel sore in the hands.
The instructor saw that the female guests couldn't bear it anymore, so he stopped them and arranged for them to take a break.
When he found a chance, the tactical instructor quietly asked, "What's going on? Are you so soft-hearted today?"
The instructor glanced at the camera, and seeing that it wasn't facing him, he lowered his voice and said, "The program crew came last night, and Yi Bailu's agent gave us a lecture. Isn't the intensity of morning exercises reduced?"
The tactical instructor smiled and said, "If you ask me, it would be better to take them directly to the military training base."
The instructor shook his head: "The military training base doesn't have so many projects, and the place is not that big. Forget it, they are just a bunch of little stars, and we don't expect them to really go to the battlefield in the future."
"Well, that's not the case." The tactical instructor said, "I think there are still a few good ones. At least they are serious. Chu Yinlong, Jiang Dao, Cheng Zhiyi are all good. And Wu Rui, although she is a woman, at least she is practicing seriously."
"These guys are all actors. They probably come here to experience the military camp. They might be useful in a movie or something in the future." The instructor curled his lips. "The others... well, they just pose for a few shots and that's it."
After resting for more than ten minutes, the instructor looked at his watch and called everyone to continue training.
After putting away the guns, the project immediately proceeded to lying down, standing up and crawling with guns. After the tactical instructor demonstrated the movements, he patiently guided the guests on the essentials.
Although the guests are not serious soldiers, they are either actors or know some singing and dancing. Their ability to imitate movements is actually quite good and they can do it pretty well after repeating it a few times. The only thing is that their crawling speed and training tolerance are a little lacking.
However, precisely because their crawling speed was not improved, when the entertainment competition started that day, the warrior class that came to challenge knew they were sure to win.
The entertainment competition on that day was held at the shooting range.
In the open space in the middle of the shooting range, many small wooden stakes were erected. The stakes were connected by iron wires to form a huge net. The height of the net was the same as the low-posture crawling training facility, and red and blue balloons were scattered on it, twenty of each color.
The rules of this game are: each member wears a helmet with a plastic needle on the top of the head, crawls into the net, and pops the balloons of his or her team's color as quickly as possible. The team that pops all its balloons first wins.
"Good fellow, can you just admit defeat?" Cheng Zhiyi joked, "Looking at their eyes, I'm a little scared!"
The new recruits lost two games to the star class yesterday, and the news spread quickly. The team participating in the entertainment competition was ridiculed a lot, so the class selected to participate today ignited a fighting spirit and was determined to win back a game for the new recruit camp.
The program team quickly distributed special helmets, and everyone quickly put them on. Then at the instructor's command, the contestants standing around the venue quickly crawled in and began the competition.
The final result, of course, was not unexpected - the new recruits took the lead with a huge advantage and won the game effortlessly.
Jiang Dao crawled out from under the net, not caring about the dirt on his body, and said with a helpless smile: "It's not unfair to lose. The soldiers in this class are really good at crawling."
Zhang Xiaoyuan agreed: "Yes, yes, it feels like they crawl faster than geckos!"
Chu Yinlong raised his eyebrows at Jiang Dao: "I think you are pretty good at crawling. You just popped five balloons in a row. You are definitely the MVP of our team."
Jiang Dao immediately said modestly: "No, no, no, Mr. Chu is more powerful. He just knocked a soldier away. He is the auxiliary MVP."
Cheng Zhiyi couldn't stand it and said with a smile: "I say, you two should stop bragging about each other, okay? If we lose, we will all have to do push-ups!"
Everyone is used to recording variety shows, so they don’t really care about winning or losing on the show. At least this time it wasn’t the script that arranged for them to lose, and they were also convinced that they lost to the soldiers, so they laughed and finished the 20 push-ups as punishment.
In the afternoon, as usual, we watched the obstacle course performance by the warrior class first, and then the star class began the tactical action training of obstacle course.
As a result, when he was training to climb over a two-meter-and-a-half-high wall, Yi Bailu climbed up to the top of the wall, sat on it, and refused to jump down, with a trembling face: "This is too high, I'm scared! Teacher Chu, how about you catch me from below?"
This request was a bit excessive. The guests knew it very well and looked at Chu Yinlong who was standing farthest from the obstacle wall.
Chu Yinlong frowned immediately: "Dance by yourself! This is training. Do you really think that participating in this program is for fun? Zhang Xiaoyuan, Sun Qi, and Wu Rui can do it. Sun Qi even insisted on doing it even though his arm was scratched. Why are you being so squeamish?"
Yi Bailu's expression suddenly froze on his face.
Chu Yinlong's temper flared up, and his tone became more severe: "This is a national defense propaganda program, and it's supposed to let you experience how hard life in the military camp is! Now, not only do you dare to complain to your agent and put pressure on the instructor to reduce the intensity of training, you even acted like a spoiled child on the training ground... If you know you can't endure hardship, why did you come to record this program?"
Jiang Dao chuckled softly and looked at Chu Yinlong.
This was the bad temper he was familiar with. In just two days, he was so angry with Yi Bailu that he couldn't help but explode.
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