Chapter 57: Absurd (1)

As usual, He Qiang's "**" must be on the rostrum after the review is completed and he will come again after a speech. His secretary has written the speech. The last sentence of the speech is, "I announce that today's military training student performance has officially begun!" is the strongest note of the entire "**". At the end of "**", after watching the performance, he enjoys the "target-shooting meal" that the army entertains him and his entourages after watching the performance, where he can enjoy the full gun.

Today's itinerary was arranged, and He Qiang believed that nothing unexpected happened. He Qiang had a great time every year, and no one would ruin his excitement. He is the vice principal, and if students want to stay in school, they have to listen to him. He is the vice principal. Those soldiers in the army would be happy if they want to get a diploma or find a way to go to school for their children.

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

“Serve the motherland!”

He just finished shouting and walked more than ten steps. When he grasped the time and felt that he should go to the previous sentence, he arrived at Long Liexu and his team.

Long Liexue stood in the first row, in a very conspicuous position. The boys standing in the first row were all very tall, basically above 180cm. Long Liexue's figure is now 182cm. Among the boys in the first row, if you only talk about their size, Long Liexue is not the highest. However, for some reason, He Qiang walked there and saw Long Liexue at the first glance, and Long Liexue was also looking at him.

In fact, at that time, many people were watching him.

But Long Liexue's eyes looked at him different from those of most people. He Qiang could clearly feel that Long Liexue's eyes made him feel uncomfortable. This was the first time for him. He felt that he was a little familiar with that look. He opened his mouth while carefully experiencing what the student's eyes meant.

"Hello, comrades, comrades!"

It takes a long time to blow a balloon. The bigger the balloon, the longer it takes. It only takes a very short time to pierce a blown balloon. The bigger the balloon, the shorter the time it takes.

The balloon that was expanding in He Qiang's heart was broken! It was broken when he was inspecting the "troop" for the first time. Under Long Liexu's eyes, the balloon in his heart, the balloon that made him feel like the wind was broken when he walked, just like a thin film meeting a red-burning iron rod - a "bang" or even silent!

When He Qiang just shouted the first word of the slogan "Hello comrades!", he remembered why he felt familiar with Long Liexue's eyes. In just a moment, he was confused. He had seen that look before, but the object of the eyes at that time was not him, but someone else - a second-rate circus could not make the audience laugh or make himself laugh. He had painted red and white oil paint on his face and was wearing funny clothes. Although the performance was exaggerated, he felt awkward to see the third-rate clown. When the clown performed, He Qiang remembered that the people around him were looking at the clown with that kind of eyes. Even if he had a mirror, he should have that kind of eyes.

He Qiang never thought that one day he would be looked at by others with the same eyes. Emotions such as anger, shame, irritability, etc. surged into his heart for half a second, and he was a little sad. So much so that He Qiang's slogan was a little stuttering. This was the first time He Qiang stuttered when he was a little nervous when the first "military parade" was a little nervous.

As soon as the slogan was shouted, He Qiang felt a little regretful. His irritable eyes were fixed on Long Liexue. He deliberately slowed down. He wanted to see what would happen to the person in front of him who dared to humiliate him with his eyes!

After he finished shouting the slogans, the others still responded loudly as they had been rehearsed: “Hello leader!”

Just as He Qiang was a little fierce and threatening gaze, Long Liexu, who was standing in the first row, did not open his mouth like others. In He Qiang's eyes, when others responded to his slogans loudly, the mouth of the boy in front of him was closed tightly, only the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and it seemed to be a sarcastic smile to him, but it was not these that made He Qiang most uncomfortable. The boy in front of him was one head taller than him, and he practiced on such occasions.

For the first time, he was used to being looked up to by others, and felt that he was "looking down" by the boy in front of him without any mercy, both physically and psychologically. If the boy looked at him just now as if he was looking at a third-rate clown, then the gaze of the boy now looked at him was simply looking at the beggar's gaze trapped under the overpass on the street, the faint disdain and contempt, and a hint of pity in the boy's eyes.

He Qiang took a few steps quickly, and the young man's gaze made him feel embarrassed. The self-righteous vanity in his heart was like encountering snow water in the scorching sun, melting in a blink of an eye, without a trace left.

The secretary and the director next to him both noticed his abnormality. After shouting his somewhat stuttering slogan, the secretary who held an umbrella for him found that his face turned blue and red. The warm smile that was originally deliberately hung on his face was gone. Although there was still a smile on his face at this moment, the smile was even worse than crying. His steps were no longer calm, and even waving his hand was like catching a fly.

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

“Serve the motherland!”

"Hello, comrades!"

"Hello leader!"

Although the slogan was shouting, in the eyes of the secretary, the blood vessels beating on his left temple had clearly told others his mood and were in a state of rage.

The secretary found it strange.

After finally "checking" the last team, He Qiang walked towards the rostrum. The training ground that had rained was slippery. He Qiang, who was rolling in his heart, did not look at the road at all.

As he walked, He Qiang felt his feet slipping forward. The secretary held an umbrella in one hand and did not support him. The director in the army was next to the secretary, too far away from him. With a "click!", He Qiang fell to the sky and fell on the wet ground in the training ground...

Like all the boys and girls in line, after seeing the vice principal falling over in front of so many people after the smug "check", Ge Ming suddenly laughed "hahaha". Although the laughter in the team was quickly stopped by the instructors, the sound of thousands of people laughing together was still very loud. Ge Min held back his laughter and watched the vice principal climb up from afar with the help of the secretary and the army officer. His fat butt and back were wet.

"I told you to be late, and I asked you to stand in the rain for so long, and I told you to talk nonsense and tell you to yell. I'll be happy now!" Ge Min thought with some gloating thought. After seeing the vice principal fall, he suddenly felt that the rain was really well.

Long Liexue looked at the ugly appearance of the vice principal. When others laughed, there was still a faint sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth. Such a person really did not deserve his respect, even if this respect was just superficial. Since Xiaopang met He Qiang when he was beating people in the cafeteria, He Qiang's performance has really made Long Liexue unable to express any respect. When he appeared in the cafeteria, he was full of bureaucratic arrogance and wanted to give Xiaopang a warning indiscriminately. When he intensified the conflict and things were about to lose control, he was afraid.

Taking responsibility and choosing to slip away quietly. That day, if Principal Chu had not appeared in time and handled it properly, it would be hard to imagine what would happen to everyone. Take today for example. It took everyone to wait for him in the rain for more than half an hour before coming late. On the stage, it was just a mess. There were so many big principles that could be read tens of thousands of words according to the manuscript, but he himself was doing something completely opposite to what he advocated and encouraged everyone. This kind of behavior that said something was right but did another one behind his back was really despised. In Long Liexue's opinion, this kind of thing was so slutty.

, It is completely the same virtue as Liu Zhugui, and even Liu Zhugui is much more cute than this kind of person in some aspects. Liu Zhugui is a real villain, open-minded and unscrupulous person, but this kind of person is a hypocrite. He pretends to be hypocritical on the surface, but behind his back, he is a thief and prostitute shameless. Liu Zhugui is a bitch, but he never stops. This kind of person becomes a bitch but wants to establish a chastity arch and pretend to be a saint and Bodhisattva. When he said he wanted to patriotism, he used public money to buy a car for Chinese people in J. When he said he wanted everyone to develop the good habit of hard work and frugality

Waiting, he was wearing a Gucci suit worth tens of thousands of yuan and swaying in front of everyone. It was hard to imagine that the salary of a vice principal could support his extravagant expenses. When he said that everyone should study hard, he even misread the words in the manuscript. When he shouted loud and glorious slogans to review the team, his eyes showed a trace of obscene eyes when he looked at some girls... Such a person, no matter what position he was in and what kind of halo on his head, in Long Liexue's eyes, he was just a piece of shit!

After a brief "military parade" style, the highlight of the performance was officially staged. Everyone walked neatly and in a straight line, then spread the team in a row, and played a military fist amid the instructor's command, and then gathered the team and walked away in a straight line. Due to the limited space in front of the rostrum, everyone's team occupied nearly half of the entire training ground, so there were only three teams on the field each time. When everyone performed military fist, the people on the rostrum would score the performing team. After the results of the competition came out, the teams and instructors would also receive praise on the spot.

The team entering the field starts from the left, so Long Liexu and his team lined up slightly backwards. After the team on the left performs on the field, they go around in a circle to the far right of the training ground, which is the end of the entire team. The team on the right moves to the left, waiting for the opportunity to appear.

I stood in the rain for about an hour. Even if the rain was small, everyone's clothes were still completely wet. A string of water droplets condensed on the brim of the camouflage hat. It was really uncomfortable to wear wet and cold clothes on my body. Long Liexu and the others were waiting for the opportunity to enter the venue in the fine and hazy rain...

Just as Long Liexu and the others were waiting for the opportunity to enter the field, another person was furious in the car.

Since becoming the vice president of Southwest Associated University, He Qiang has never felt ashamed as today. Everyone's laughter seemed to be echoing in his ears when he fell down. The boy's eyes as if he was looking at a clumsy clown still looming in his heart. All this almost made him lose his mind.

After falling down, He Qiang, who was in a mess, ran back to the Toyota car parked outside with everyone's laughter. He had no intention of sitting on the stage and reading the rest of the speech.

The army thoughtfully sent him a set of grass-green military uniforms for him to change into, but because his belly was too big, it exceeded the normal size standard. He could not even button up the bottom of the clothes, and the waistline of his pants was even smaller. In the end, there was no way, so he could only find an extra-large set to change it to him. He Qiang, who changed into an extra-large size, looked very funny. He tied the belt on his pants to his chest, and the hem of the clothes hung to his knees. He could only hide in the car and ask another car to go back to Kunming to get his clothes.

"Check, check it out for me immediately!" Almost one meter away, He Qiang's saliva still sprayed on the face of his secretary sitting on the other side of the back of the car. "I will know the name of the little bastard in the afternoon, which department I study in, who their head teacher is, who is his parents, you go to school and find out his admission files for me!"

"Okay!" The secretary answered He Qiang carefully. Although he felt a little disgusted with the saliva on his face, he still didn't dare to wipe it at this moment. He finally fought for the opportunity to stay in school and finally got the position of vice principal secretary. He didn't want to be hated by He Qiang, who was furious at this time because of his little negligence. He has been He Qiang's secretary for more than two years. He knows who He Qiang is, but no matter who He Qiang is, he is now the vice president of Southwest Associated University, a vice principal with a backer and background on it, a deputy department-level cadre of the country, and his immediate boss, who can smash his job at any time. Facing this person, he can only serve him carefully.

Looking at He Qiang in front of him, his secretary lowered his eyebrows and listened to his remarks. Although he knew that he shouldn't, he still couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy. He Qiang is today. You are not better than me in the papers and martial arts. When you held a meeting or the manuscript of the speech was not written for you, but you would even read it wrong. You also have a master's degree? Do you think I don't know how your bachelor's degree and master's degree came from? A scum who has not graduated from high school can actually be appointed as the vice president of Southwest Associated University. Why do you want me to be your subordinate? Listen to your words and be angry with you? Isn't it just that your devil father has been an official, with some background and some relationship? If I have a son like you, I will directly ejaculate you in the toilet!

When the secretary was thinking about this, he couldn't help but secretly admire the rebellious young man who completely insulted He Qiang once with just his eyes.

"Ah, a suit worth more than 30,000 yuan!"

Looking at the suit that was half wet with water and had a mud mark, He Qiang howled in the car, "Little bastard, I want to remember that you are a big deal, I want to fire you, and let your files die if you see the light..."

A thunder blew across the gloomy sky, and the two in the car were shocked. The secretary hit the roof of the car and touched his head that was a little painful. The secretary tilted his head through the car window and looked like the sky outside the car. The dark clouds in the gloomy sky began to surge, like a dragon rolling inside. A flash of lightning rushed down from the sky like a flying dragon claw in the ink-like clouds, as if he was about to tear the sky and the earth into pieces. The secretary's face turned pale.

The rain gradually became heavier and hit the car body and made a crackling sound.

Heavy rain is coming!
Chapter completed!