Hearing Teacher Ning's explanation, all the military cadres suddenly understood and laughed.

Guo Bing and Ma Xiaoli never expected that their old secrets would be revealed by the head teacher. The two looked at each other in embarrassment: It’s all your fault!

Ma Xiaoli glared and secretly poked fellow villager Guo Bing on the waist.

"What are you doing?" Guo Bing glared back at her.

"Don't you want to compete with us, Commander Meng?" said Ma Xiaoli.

If it weren't for the trouble of the crowd here, Guo Bing would like to seal off her mouth with his hands.

It was too late, and Minister Yang heard their words and came to him and asked, "You new recruit want to challenge our division commander?"

In this case, the troops' demands on the soldiers cannot be said no, which is equivalent to fear and retreating. Guo Bing straightened his chest, remembered the instructor's teaching, and replied: "Yes!"

"Okay, the courage is commendable." Minister Yang pointed his hand on Guo Bing's face, "But do you know what our commander did before?"

Guo Bing thought hard and replied: "I don't know, long."

"How many names are you in the individual competition now?"

Guo Bing is embarrassed to say this. He just came to the grassroots unit from a military academy to experience it. How can the daily physical exercise in the military academy be compared to the real work of the grassroots troops every day? He is far inferior to the veterans. However, he is energetic and answered: "I am improving every day, and I have a long life!"

"I am a military academy student, and I know art when speaking. Is it, Teacher Ning?" Minister Yang turned around and asked Ning Yunxi.

Ning Yunxi said: "I teach mathematics."

All the staff at the scene burst into laughter.

Minister Yang laughed so hard that he could hardly speak.

Leilei poked a small head out from behind his father, and saw who was trying to challenge his father.

Meng Chenhao stood up and rolled up the sleeves in his military uniform: "Compare right?"

Minister Yang hurriedly held his smile and said, "You are really here, Commander."

"Why can't I compete?" Meng Chenhao asked.

Minister Yang said: "I'm afraid that if you do it, this guy will have to lie in the hospital for at least a few days. He is just a military academy student, forget it."

"It's okay, no one has to lie in the hospital," Meng Chenhao said.

Guo Bing was not convinced, thinking of comparing pediatrics such as arm wrestling.

Ma Xiaoli also thought to herself, can arm wrestling alone make her, a stubborn fellow villager surrender?

The table was ready and the two contestants were ready.

Minister Yang put his hand on Guo Bing's shoulder and said, "The teacher will give in to you, don't worry, you guy."

Guo Bing raised his head and said, "I often wrestle with others in my hometown." After all, he was a farmer and worked with his father since he was a child, with calluses on his hands. He was not a noble child who was pampered and had no choice but to lose his strength, wrists, arms and arms.

The other soldiers just laughed after hearing what he said.

Minister Yang smiled and said, "It's understandable to recruits." Then, as the referee, he put the hands of the two players on the midline of the game drawn with chalk and shouted, "Start!"

Hearing the trumpet at the beginning of the game, Guo Bing plucked up all his strength to concentrate on his wrist. His face turned red so much that almost blue veins could appear on his forehead and his teeth were clenched.

Ma Xiaoli looked at his expression in surprise. She had never seen such an expression from a fellow villager. As a fellow villager, she did know that Guo Bing's strength in arm wrestling is among the best in the village.
Chapter completed!