"By the way, I have a question to ask you." Feng Jianhong suddenly remembered something.

Fan Wubing was unclear, so he looked at Feng Jianhong in a daze, not knowing what he had remembered again.

"After tomorrow, freshmen will start military training. This needs to be calculated into the score. It seems to be three credits." Feng Jianhong said to Fan Wubing, "And the school also has requirements that freshmen must participate in the entire military training process."

Well, Fan Wubing felt a little depressed when he thought of being trained by those big-headed soldiers, but how should he deal with it? He asked someone to give him a certificate of illness? It seems that the school is very strict about this aspect, and it is generally difficult to escape from the past.

But Feng Jianhong quickly continued, "We must participate in military training, but are you willing to come to the Logistics Support Department?"

This is the first time that Fan Wubing has heard of this statement, so he asked for it with inexplicable eyes.

Seeing that Fan Wubing looked confused, Feng Jianhong explained to him, "The so-called logistics support is to assist the instructors in charge of the military training, and to help the instructors who lead the troops do a good job in logistics. For example, if a student faints, he should help the school doctor to deal with it urgently, or take on the task of providing students with boiled water, mung bean soup and other cooling supplies, and also record the attendance of the students participating in the training. In this way, you may not be able to participate in the training yourself. However, there will still be credits for this part, which is considered as compensation made by the department for your participation in the logistics support work that delays military training."

This is a good thing! After hearing this, Fan Wubing was suddenly overjoyed.

There is no need to participate in military training, and it is because of work reasons. The reason is just right. Sitting openly under the shade of the tree on the side, watching others strode to the sun and scrupulously to train. This is simply a double psychological and physiological enjoyment!

Fan Wubing looked at Feng Jianhong and suddenly felt that this deputy secretary was actually a good person.

Feng Jianhong saw Fan Wubing's face full of spirits, and knew that he had done his best, so he smiled and said, "Actually, there is no experience in a military camp in his life, so he will still feel a little regretful. Fortunately, everyone is still on the same training ground, but you are just a person who serves everyone."

Feng Jianhong has served in the army for more than ten years, and naturally cannot let go of that period of history. Sometimes when encountering some things in school, he always naturally thinks about the army, so it is a bit out of place with this environment. For example, when it comes to students, it is easy to compare them as soldiers, which makes many people dissatisfied with them.

If you dig deeper into his human nature, you will find that sometimes he just doesn’t understand the worldly feelings, not that he is too bad to be bad. But in the eyes of most people, the impression that Deputy Secretary Feng is not serious and difficult to deal with is indelible.

Because Fan Wubing is mentally older and has a lot of knowledge, he doesn't treat Feng Jianhong as anything. Feng Jianhong thinks that Fan Wubing not only has a good family background, but also has high qualities, but he can find many topics, from the international environment to the comparison of military power between China and the United States, from the new generation of fighter jets to whether China should have an aircraft carrier, the two of them are very talked about a lot. Fan Wubing laughed and told Feng Jianhong some jokes, and the two of them can talk nonsense.

After the Welcoming Meeting ended, Feng Jianhong said to Fan Wubing, "If you have any problems in your studies, you can't solve them. Let's ask the teacher if you have any problems in your life. Just come to me."

After Fan Wubing left, he suddenly felt that what happened in a few days was a bit funny. Unexpectedly, Feng Jianhong actually made Sun Lixin lose his temper. This matter was really a bit thoughtful. It seems that he would inevitably be regarded as Feng Jianhong's direct line in the future.

But there is nothing wrong with this, it can scare away those who deliberately cause trouble and save yourself a lot of talk.

After a while, the old students either scattered or were close to the beautiful mm condom among the freshmen. After developing their relationship, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when the freshmen came in and didn't know the depth of the campus and captured one or two emotional slaves to play with. Anyway, it was very messy.

Fan Wubing looked around and found no smooth-looking ones. As the saying goes, there are few famous domestic trade flowers, and there are many crooked ones. If you look at them under the lights one by one, your girlfriend will have to look for them in the outside department.

This is a bit exaggerated. There are quite a few girls in Guomao. Even from the base ratio, there should be some high-quality mms. However, the welcome party is a little bit open, and many mms have not arrived yet. You should know that those who have the right to be late must be beautiful women who are charming.

But when I saw this, I saw Tong Xiaoyun. She was wearing a lilac dress and was standing next to the door. There were probably several students' union cadres familiar with her and were greeting her there.

The sunset shone on her body, and even the hair was dyed with halo, looking a little flowing. The evening breeze gently blew over, lifting up a corner of the long skirt, revealing her smooth and soft ankles and straight and slender calves.

Fan Wubing then noticed that Tong Xiaoyun's figure was perfectly divided into golden ratios and legs, so she could be a professional model. Although the ratio of her breasts was not very full, she was very comfortable with her hands.

Tong Xiaoyun was talking to someone, and felt someone looking at her opposite him. When she looked up, she saw that it was Fan Wubing, so she waved to him, then spoke to the male classmate who was talking, and walked towards Fan Wubing slowly.

Fan Wubing stood there, looking at the boy behind Tong Xiaoyun with the words "frustration" written on his face, and couldn't help but sigh, and said to Tong Xiaoyun, "As soon as you walk over like this, you will be filled with broken glass along the way!"

"Is this statement a derogatory or a compliment?" Tong Xiaoyun naturally knew what Fan Wubing said.

Fan Wubing shrugged, "I'm just simply stating the facts."

"My mother asked me to come to you and eat dumplings at my house tonight." Tong Xiaoyun said.

"Dumplings, I like them." Fan Wubing not only likes to eat dumplings, but also is good at making dumplings. Especially the dumpling fillings that are made, they are even more unique. When it comes to making dumplings in the south, it is no less.

So the two of them walked out all the way. Fan Wubing drove Tong Xiaoyun to the largest vegetable market outside. After picking up the meat and vegetables for a while, they drove back.

Aunt Ding happened to have something to go out, and there were only two people and the babysitter left in the room, so the three of them started making rice and vegetables with laughter. Not long after, they made enough dumplings for five people. The remaining ingredients were Fan Wubing made a fried eggplant box, stewed with pumpkin beans, mixed with green onion tofu, and mixed with three cold strips. They were all home-cooked side dishes. It was rare that they were all full of color, fragrance and flavor, which surprised Tong Xiaoyun.

"Your parents have trained you as a chef since they were young?" Tong Xiaoyun picked up a fried eggplant box with her simple hand and tasted it. She felt the taste was quite good, so she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"No." Fan Wubing wiped his hands and replied, "When I was a child, I had nothing to do, and my parents went to work again, so I tried to cook for them. After a long time, I naturally became more skilled. Later, I ran around and came to the United States. I tasted Chinese and Western food all the time. I saw more and learned more naturally."

"Can you make Western food?" Tong Xiaoyun was a little envious of Fan Wubing's cooking skills, so she could only make some simple things herself.

"We are not good at cooking Western food, mainly because we are not interested." Fan Wubing shook his head, "I remember I wanted to get a driver's license in the United States, but the examiner failed. I stewed a pot of soup at home and conquered him."

"You have developed Chinese food - and it is still powerful outside the realm -" Tong Xiaoyun couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly as she heard Fan Wubing actually used food to make a deal with the examiner.

After a while, when Aunt Ding came back, she was shocked to find that the food had been prepared. After tasting a bite of the dumplings, she found that it was much better than herself. She couldn't help but feel shocked, "Who made the filling?!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Fan Wubing was stunned for a moment.

"So it's the filling of Wujian. Alas, Zhang Mei is so lucky to have a son like you-" Aunt Ding looked envious. It would be fine if Fan Wujian could make money, but he could take over everything. Even the things in the kitchen are extraordinary. How can it be so favorable?

After a while, Tong Yushan also came back. It was rare that he had not drunk alcohol outside. He was very happy to see Fan Wubing. He found a bottle of Moutai from the box under the bed. It was sent by Fan Wubing last time and said to Fan Wubing, "You can drink more tonight."

"I'll drink less tonight, I'll drive later." Fan Wubing felt a little upset when he saw the wine.

After all, the last incident was put in front of me. If I hadn't been drinking at Aunt Ding's house and living in Tong Xiaoyun's bedroom, I wouldn't have caused such a big mess. So I took a peek at Tong Xiaoyun and found that her face was a little unnatural, and obviously I thought of what happened last time.

Tong Yushan did not expect that because he had poured Fan Wubing a few more glasses of wine last time, he became Fan Wubing's cheap father-in-law. If he knew about this, I believe that what he handed over this time was not a wine glass, but an angry wine bottle.
Chapter completed!