"I'm scolding you, okay? It's not like big brother can't recognize your ant-like handwriting." Er Tiao shook his head happily.
"Hmph!" Rokujo couldn't beat his older brother, Nijo, so he could only say "hmph" arrogantly. After humming, he pointed at the second piece of letter paper and said happily, "Big brother got an excellent grade last time! That's amazing!"
"Of course not! He's our big brother after all!" Er Tiao was proud of it, clapping his hands and saying, "Let's all follow our example and emulate this outstanding big brother!"
"Work hard." Three stood at attention.
"When you see someone good, you should try to emulate him." Qi Tiao nodded.
"Eh?" Bajo seemed to have heard his name and responded with a smile.
"Hey!" Jiujo habitually followed the formation of the person in front of him, put his hands on the edge of his trousers, and straightened his small body.
"Stop talking nonsense, come on, Jiu Tiao, I'll take you to study." Er Tiao put his arm around Jiu Tiao's little shoulders.
Jiu Tiao heard it and spun around to get next to his brother San Tiao. "Second brother, I want to learn from third brother~"
If you want to learn, you should learn from the best! That way you can become even better!
Jiu Tiao had a plan in mind. He naturally had to learn from his third brother when it came to studying. He learned boxing from his second brother, skipping stones from his sixth brother, and drawing from his seventh brother. And when it came to hide-and-seek, he'd definitely follow his eighth brother...
This way, he can become an even better Kujo!
Alas! Sanhai squatted on the side, propping up his head and watching his brother Jiujo boxing, his little face full of distress. How could his brother Jiujo be so good? He was so stupid, couldn't he learn? It was really frustrating~~~
......
The outstanding student, who several of his younger brothers urged him to emulate, performed exceptionally well in a new test. After Zhou Donglai praised the outstanding students one by one, he raised his fist and signaled for everyone to assemble.
At noon when the sun was shining brightly, soldiers from two squads were gathered together. One of them looked at the five-star red flag flying on the flagpole with his back straight. Next to him was Chen Jiale, who was wilted by the sun.
Because the trainees who came to participate in the training went back, the classes were merged, and now two people are in the same class and share the same dormitory...
"Starting tomorrow, you will be equipped with sabers during your training and conduct offensive and defensive training." As soon as Zhou Donglai said this, the students in both classes were shocked and their eyes widened.
I touched a gun once before, but never again. Now that I'm carrying a knife, will I be able to carry a gun in the future? I was even more excited.
Then Zhou Donglai arranged the schedule and let the group disband.
Ah, ah, ah! Chen Jiale thought about the schedule Zhou Donglai had just arranged, and counted on his fingers until his hair turned white. Such a high intensity, is he trying to force them to death?
Shouldn't these be learned in the army?
"I like this!" He was in high spirits, with an excitement that didn't care about anyone's life or death.
"There's nothing you don't like!" Chen Jiale sighed again. This buddy really loves everything related to "being a soldier"! It's even made him abnormal...
In fact, he had originally been reluctant to come to the military academy, but his brother had insisted that he come. After coming here, he had no intention of joining the army, but now he was a little hesitant.
All of this is because of his good brother—Peng Yitiao! After all, following a brother means having food to eat... "Yitiao, do you want chili oil today? Do you want to eat it? I haven't eaten it in a long time?"
"Yeah. Eat." After getting another excellent grade, Yitiao decided to reward himself with the chili oil made by his mother.
"You can only eat if you behave well," Yitiao added. His mother's consistent approach, of distinguishing rewards and punishments and rewarding according to merit, had been ingrained in Yitiao. She treated herself the same way.
"I did well today!" Chen Jiale said quickly, "I moved up five places!"
"Five places, so half a scoop."
Half a spoonful... "Yi Tiao, you can't be so heartless to your good brother!" Chen Jiale wailed.
"Just half a spoonful, do you want it?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Jiale nodded quickly, fearing that his good brother wouldn't even give him half a spoonful...
"One, I'll try to get into the top 20 next time! I want two spoons!" Chen Jiale thought happily as he ate the delicious chili oil.
"That's quite difficult." He said straightforwardly.
Chen Jiale immediately expressed his heartache. His good brother actually didn’t believe him?
There was a reason for his disbelief. Judging from past experience, Chen Jiale's five-place advance today was all luck. Sure enough, two months later, during his first combat group practice session, Chen Jiale was defeated by his opponent within a minute, placing him last again...
"Good brother Yitiao, come on next!" Chen Jiale came off the court and punched his brother.
Yi Tiao caught the fist and took a few steps forward.
Due to limited space, group practice was done in groups of five. Yitiao was scheduled for the third round, which was the round after Chen Jiale.
"Peng Chengrui, I heard you are very powerful." Yitiao's opponent was a square-faced young man in his twenties. He was tall and strong, with a pleasant look on his face.
"Nothing special," said Ichijo, a modest child. Looking at the other man's sturdy, wheat-colored skin, he guessed he must be a strong man, and he didn't dare underestimate him.
With the sharp flash of swords, several groups of people began to fight back and forth.
Five minutes later, the outcome was decided. Yitiao sheathed his sword and wiped the sweat from his face. Just a tiny bit, just a tiny bit, and he'd lost. If this had happened on a battlefield, he couldn't imagine the consequences...
I was too aggressive just now!
After experiencing the moment when the sharp knife approached, Ichijo began to reflect on his own recklessness.
He had promised his mother that if he joined the army, he would never risk his life. Instructor Zhou had said before that he was too competitive, and he felt that was wrong. He was just trying his best, but just now, he suddenly felt that
From now on, he should have a compulsory course - how to better protect himself in a battle...
"Okay, next group. I'll call on those whose names are called..." Zhou Donglai waved his hand, dismissing the groups on the field. Offensive and defensive training, just enough to get by. I hope this class can give these students a different experience...
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"Yi Tiao, did I see that right? Did you just retreat?" Yi Tiao has always been a brave man. During a competition, Chen Jiale was very surprised to suddenly find Yi Tiao retreating.
"Retreat is for a better attack," Ichijo said. After changing his mindset, Ichijo felt his body become more flexible...
"That makes sense, but it's not like your style." Chen Jiale scratched his newly grown double chin, feeling a little confused.
"People always change." Yitiao looked into the distance and said slowly, "And you can't let those who care about you worry..."
Yitiao's transformation was obvious to all, and Zhou Donglai was delighted to see it. This young talent had excellent comprehension, and without anyone telling him otherwise, he had already become a better talent...
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