Is that crazy?
Shi Yu was somewhat taken aback.
“Sometimes when inspiration strikes, I can’t help but keep writing, which makes you all worry. I’ll eat right away.” Liu Zi let out a breath, only then realizing that her stomach was already rebelling.
"How can you eat food that's all cold? You'll get a stomachache. I'll go to the mess hall and get you a bowl of noodles!" Shi Yu couldn't let his guest eat cold food for his first meal at the special forces unit.
If Liu Zi gets sick from all this, the political commissar will probably have to put him in solitary confinement.
Liu Zi felt it was too wasteful of food and too much trouble for the cooking team. Everyone had already finished eating, and it would be inappropriate to start cooking again just for her.
So she quickly refused.
"Just soak it in some hot water, I'm not really hungry, no need to bother."
Just as the two were at an impasse, Political Commissar Tang and a young soldier suddenly appeared at the corner of the stairs, carrying something in their hands.
"What happened?"
Seeing that someone could make a decision, Shi Yu quickly told the political commissar about Liu Zi's 'misdeeds'.
Liu Zi covered her eyes, feeling ashamed. She had just arrived and had already caused trouble for others.
"The mess hall is too far away. I'll have your sister-in-law cook some noodles for you." Political Commissar Tang also lives in the family compound, in the building behind.
"Xiao Wu, go there."
The young soldier nodded in agreement, put down his things, and ran downstairs.
Liu Zi couldn't be stopped even if she wanted to.
She sighed and took out two lunch boxes: "Political Commissar, I was wrong today. I haven't touched these meals. Please ask your wife to heat them up. I'll eat these. There's no need to cook anything else."
Political Commissar Tang laughed heartily.
"Can a little girl like you finish all this food?"
"If we can't finish it today, we'll eat it tomorrow," Liu Zi said firmly.
"Alright, it's too late now. Eating too much oily food isn't good for you. Besides, you haven't eaten for two meals. Don't make yourself sick. Just drink your noodle soup instead! As for these, I'll take them. Don't worry, they won't go to waste."
Political Commissar Tang thought that Liu Zi was underestimating the soldiers in the army. If they were starving, they could even use a large basin to mix with rice. Not to mention this little bit, it could be a midnight snack for everyone in no time.
"Thank you, Political Commissar!" Liu Zi was too embarrassed.
"Of course, and I also brought your things back." Political Commissar Tang shook the bag he was holding.
"The checkup is over so quickly?" Liu Zi exclaimed in surprise. She thought it would take another two days!
"Xiao Zheng said the computer was cleaned up very well, which saved him a lot of trouble." Political Commissar Tang had just received the report from Section Chief Zheng, and since Liu Zi also lived in the family compound, he brought her back on the way.
After all, we can't let people's work be disrupted!
Liu Zi was extremely excited and couldn't wait to grab her computer and go back to her room to start writing.
But thinking about what the two people in front of him had just said, he had no choice but to patiently finish his meal before talking about it.
"Political Commissar, Shi Yu, please come in and have a seat!" Liu Zi stepped back two steps to make room for them.
Political Commissar Tang and Shi Yu took the opportunity to bring Liu Zi's belongings inside.
Political Commissar Tang looked around and noticed that Liu Zi's luggage was unopened, so he asked her with concern, "Are you getting used to staying here? Do you need anything?"
"We don't need anything for now; I brought plenty of things. The environment here is much better than I expected. Thank you, Political Commissar." Liu Zi looked around, wanting to find a cup to pour some water for the two of them.
"That's good. I heard you went to the Hall of Honor today?" The political commissar suddenly changed the subject.
"Yes!" Liu Zi nodded.
"After listening to Officer Shi recount the glorious history of our brigade, I was deeply moved," Liu Zi said, her expression visibly touched.
"Our brigade's predecessor can be traced back to the time of the anti-Japanese war. We have inherited the traditions and spirit left by the old troops. I hope you can learn more about our team in the next few days and add something different to your work." Political Commissar Tang's expression was full of pride.
"I will." Liu Zi nodded firmly.
"What are your upcoming schedules? I'll ask everyone to cooperate with you." Political Commissar Tang said everything he needed to say.
Liu Zi pulled two sheets of paper from her briefcase: "This is my general schedule for the next few days. I can adjust it as needed."
Political Commissar Tang took it and glanced at it briefly. It said something about visiting the military camp, visiting the training ground, and observing target practice...
But one thing in particular puzzled him, and he pointed to it and asked, "What does this interview mean?"
"Oh, well, I'd like to randomly interview a few soldiers with different lengths of service to hear their stories after joining the army. That shouldn't be a problem, right?" Liu Zi said, explaining her plan.
"As long as you don't take photos or ask classified questions, it'll be fine." Political Commissar Tang nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I understand."
"Okay, that's settled then. Eat as soon as Xiao Wu brings you the noodles. If you need anything later, feel free to contact Shi Yu or come find me. My office is on the third floor of the office building you visited today."
After a day of interaction, Political Commissar Tang had a very good overall impression of Liu Zi.
Suppressing the urge to take out the zither, Liu Zi obediently ate a bowl of noodles and went to sleep.
She was indeed quite tired.
Over the next few days, Liu Zi could be seen in every corner of the camp, but she spent most of her time at the training ground.
Special forces training may differ from that of regular camps; their training programs are more challenging, and their shooting accuracy must be higher.
Of course, they also offer many different courses, such as foreign language training, clothing training, and makeup training, which Liu Zi witnessed.
The teacher also asked Liu Zi to act as a teacher and introduce the clothing and makeup styles in Hong Kong.
Liu Zi felt that simply talking about it was meaningless; it would be better to put it into practice.
The teacher had a lot of things on her side, and she felt confident that she could handle them.
Liu Zi picked out a special forces soldier from the room whose appearance was a good fit, and then selected some equipment from the teacher's supplies. Amidst the teasing looks of the crowd, she took the person away.
Wearing a royal blue cheongsam, Liu Zi explained to the young soldier how to apply breast pads, making him blush with embarrassment.
Inside, Liu Zi was changing clothes, while outside, she was choosing a wig and cosmetics to use.
Most cosmetics in China now come from overseas, especially Europe and the United States.
The skin condition of Europeans and Americans means that the colors they use for lipsticks and eyeshadows are not very suitable for Chinese people.
Japanese and Korean cosmetics are starting to gain popularity, but research in China will have to wait a while longer.
Just as Liu Zi was considering what makeup to put on, the door to the changing room behind her opened.
"Sister, do I look weird?" The young soldier kept pulling down his overly short slit.
Liu Zi was very amazed. Although their skin was a bit rough from frequent training, Liu Zi was confident that she could make up for it.
"Wow! So beautiful! What a gorgeous girl!" Liu Zi exclaimed in Cantonese, her eyes shining.
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