The standard leather shoes for male soldiers in the army were collectively known as the "three-pronged shoes." The soles of these shoes were made of hardwood, and the tips of the shoes were embedded with steel plates. It looked good when worn with a military uniform, but it was very flat. After a few years of wearing it, the toes would become angular.
Although the shoes looked similar on the outside, the higher the rank, the finer the design. However, in reality, the feeling of wearing different grades of non-commissioned officer, lieutenant, and colonel was very different.
Naturally, the higher the grade of the leather, the better the quality. The difference in the interior was even greater. The inside of the non-commissioned officer's style was made of hardwood, the lieutenant's style had a layer of cushion inside, and the colonel's style had a very soft cushion inside. It was also much lighter, so it was much more comfortable to wear compared to the colonel's style.
Qu Sen and Ke Lan had only heard of the pain of wearing three-pronged shoes, but the others in the dorm had personally "experienced" it, so when they heard Gao Bo's words, they instantly reacted.
The requirements in the army were strict, so they had no choice but to endure it. However, it was different in the military academy. No one would say anything about such a small matter.
Soon, after the eight people from the 510 settled the dorm's internal affairs, they left the dorm together. Under Gao Bo's lead, they formed a group and rushed to the service center.
Using the lieutenant's three-pronged shoes to add money to exchange for the colonel's shoes was naturally not something Gao Bo came up with. Almost all the students from the junior college knew about it. However, although these people told the class about the method, they did not publicize it.
The shoe sizes in the service center were not as complete as in the logistics warehouse. If too many people knew about it, the numbers would be broken. Those who did not change would have to wear the lieutenant's shoes tomorrow.
However, for things like shoes, no matter how good the quality was, as long as they were worn outside, they would definitely leave a mark. The people in the service center were not stupid. How could they exchange shoes with you? If you wanted to wear the colonel's shoes, you would have to buy them yourself.
When the eight people from the 510 went there, it was not too late. Although there were already some people gathered in front of the counter waiting to change shoes, there were not many. After asking around, the service center was quite generous. They only needed to add eighty yuan to the exchange.
Ke Lan hesitated for a moment when she heard that the price was going to be 80 yuan. When she saw the other people in the dormitory starting to report the shoe size to the waiter, she subconsciously took a step back.
Qu Sen noticed his movements and thought that he hadn't brought enough money, so he took a step back and whispered, "You didn't bring enough money? Shall I get it for you? "
Ke Lan shook his head embarrassedly. He did have eighty yuan, but his heart ached.
Gao Bo had already finished changing his shoes and was trying them on. He could tell what Ke Lan was thinking, so he leaned over and whispered, "It's okay. Our students get a monthly allowance of five hundred yuan. You don't have to spend money on food and clothes in school. If you save 80 yuan, you'll be able to save a lot of pain on your legs. "
Before Ke Lan could say anything, Qu Sen exclaimed in surprise, "We even have a monthly allowance of 500 yuan?"
Before coming here, Qu Sen had only heard that his 80 RMB monthly allowance for private soldiers would be gone after enrolling in the military academy, but he had not expected to receive an additional 500 RMB allowance. It was important to note that a first class sergeant's monthly salary was less than 700 yuan.
"It's increased now. When I first started school, it was only 280 yuan," Gao Bo replied to Qu Sen.
Ke Lan, who was distressed over the money, clenched his teeth when he heard that he would receive a monthly allowance of 500 yuan. He made up his mind and walked to the counter to report his shoe size to the waiter.
The eight people in 510 changed their shoes and returned to the dormitory. Not long after, two people appeared at the door. One of them was Xu Jian, who had drunk a little and came over to provoke Qu Sen. The other person was someone they had never seen before. He looked a little older than Xu Jian.
The older one stood at the door of the dormitory and gently knocked on the door twice. When he saw that he had attracted the attention of the people in room 510, he smiled and said, "Hello, brothers. My name is Gao Xiaosong. I'm sure everyone knows Xu Jian."
When Gao Xiaosong mentioned Xu Jian, he signaled him with his eyes. Seeing that Xu Jian was hesitating and not moving, Gao Xiaosong hit him with his hand. Xu Jian took a step forward and said to the people in the room, "I'm sorry, brothers. I drank a little at noon. Please don't take it to heart."
Although Xu Jian was apologizing, anyone could tell that he didn't have much sincerity. Therefore, the people in 510 just sat there and watched. No one said anything.
Gao Xiaosong smiled embarrassedly at the people in the dormitory. "Brothers, Xu Jian and I are from the same hometown. We knew each other when we were at home. After we joined the army, we never saw each other again. I didn't expect to see him at school today. I was so happy that I drank a little at noon. "
As he spoke, Gao Xiaosong slapped Xu Jian and said, "This brother of mine is a good person. It's just that he drank a little and became arrogant. I heard from my brothers from the 22nd Division that they saw this year's champion of the 400m steeplechase in the Central Military Region Martial Arts Competition. They wanted to learn from each other. However, there was a problem with the way they expressed themselves. I'm sorry, everyone. Please don't take it to heart. "
"Let's not talk about whether it's a misunderstanding or not. You should make things clear to your brother. Nothing good will come out of stirring up trouble in our school. He should know better," Wu Zhanghe sat there and said in a neutral tone.
"Yeah, it's not easy to get into this school. You should control your temper, right?" Ge Cunshan said in a calm tone.
"Yes, yes." Gao Xiaosong nodded and lowered his posture. He looked around the dormitory and asked, "Which one of you is Brother Qu Sen?"
From the moment Gao Xiaosong appeared, he had been explaining to everyone in the class. Qu Sen just sat there and watched coldly. When he heard Gao Xiaosong call his name, he stood up and said in a neutral tone, "I am."
As he spoke, he wondered why Gao Xiaosong spoke like a gangster. People who didn't know him would think that he came from Liangshan Lake.
Gao Xiaosong looked at Qu Sen and smiled, "Ha, Brother Qu, your Class Rep Xu just drank a little. He didn't mean anything else. You two can learn from each other in the future. Maybe you can even become friends."
Gao Xiaosong and Xu Jian were both students who majored in communications engineering. However, they didn't live in the same dormitory. After drinking a little at noon, Xu Jian didn't have enough to chat with Gao Xiaosong and went to Gao Xiaosong's dormitory to chat.
Coincidentally, there was a student from the 22nd Division in Gao Xiaosong's class who also participated in the Central Military Region Martial Arts Competition this year. Naturally, he recognized Qu Sen.
During lunch, he recognized Qu Sen immediately. Although the two of them participated in the competition together, they didn't talk much. Therefore, he didn't greet Qu Sen. However, when he returned to the dormitory, he told his roommates about how Qu Sen won first place in the 400m steeplechase event.
Everyone was just listening for fun. However, Xu Jian, as the champion of the Northwest Military Region Martial Arts Competition in 1997, was a little dissatisfied. After listening, he told Gao Xiaosong to go back to the dormitory. However, as soon as he left the dormitory, he turned around and went to find Qu Sen.
Gao Xiaosong noticed that Xu Jian looked at the people in the 510 dormitory strangely when they went to the logistics department to collect their things. Xu Jian didn't hide anything and told him about the "arrogant" behavior of the people in the 510 dormitory.
Although Gao Xiaosong and Xu Jian hadn't seen each other for many years, Gao Xiaosong knew his personality. Naturally, he knew that things weren't as simple as Xu Jian said. After collecting his things, Gao Xiaosong dragged Xu Jian to a secluded place and interrogated him.
Although most of Xu Jian's narration was about how arrogant the people in the 510 dormitory were, Gao Xiaosong could roughly guess the situation. Because he was worried that the people in the 510 dormitory and that Qu Sen would report back to the school, he explained the situation to Xu Jian and forced him to go downstairs to apologize.
When the whistle blew for dinner, the eight people in the 510 dormitory had already changed into summer uniforms and were wearing the three-pronged uniforms of the school officials. Qu Sen and the other three were mixed in with the crowd going to the cafeteria. They were a little disappointed that they couldn't wear the spring and autumn uniform of the school officials.
However, when they looked around at the undergraduate students who passed the local exam, they felt a lot better. After all, the summer uniform of the officers was different from that of the soldiers. The soldiers' shirts were long and had to be tucked into their military trousers, while the officers' shirts were short.
After dinner, when they returned to the dormitory, the whistle sounded again in the corridor, "Watch the news at seven o 'clock in Building 3. Communication Command and Communication Engineering are on the first floor. Electronic Engineering and Detection Engineering are on the second floor. "
Everyone in the 510 dormitory, including Gao Bo, who had been studying for three years, had long been used to watching the news. Therefore, when they heard the announcement, they were very calm. After asking Gao Bo where Building 3 was, no one cared.
At half past six, the whistle sounded again in the corridor, "Students from each major, come out and move the teaching materials."
When Qu Sen and Ke Lan heard the shout, they subconsciously wanted to get up. However, they were called to go to the same class. Xiao Nuo, Liu Wei, and Gao Bo didn't have any intention of moving at all. Ge Cunshan, Qu Yue, and Wu Changhe also didn't look very enthusiastic.
During this delay, the sound of running in the corridor passed by the dormitory door. Qu Sen and Ke Lan looked at each other and sat down.
"Don't be too enthusiastic. We are different from the undergraduates who passed the local exam." Wu Changhe looked at Qu Sen and Ke Lan with a smile and said, "They are involved in where they will go after graduation, so they must perform well. If we don't want to 'job-hop', after graduation, we will have to go back to our original units. The right thing to do is to study hard and not fail. "
"Oh, then I will have to perform well. When you go back to your original units, I will still be waiting for the assignment." Gao Bo said with a smile. However, from his tone, it was obvious that he was just saying it casually and didn't take it to heart.
Although Qu Sen didn't say anything, his heart was in suspense. In the dormitory, except for Gao Bo, everyone else could go back to their original units.
But what about him?
The infantry regiment was gone. Where would he go after graduation?
At 6: 45, the whistle sounded in the corridor again. The advanced students in the building, regardless of whether they were new or old students, all came out of the dormitory. The old students quickly lined up according to their specialization and walked away.
As for the freshmen, perhaps it was because it was everyone's first day here, so none of them had the nerve to jump out and show off. Therefore, they were not divided into specializations, and instead formed an excessively long line, following behind the older students for a while. Then, with the guidance of the people who knew the way, they arrived at the third building.
Qu Sen and about half of the students went to the lecture hall between the first and second floor. The other half continued to walk upstairs.
After entering the lecture hall, they saw a very wide aisle in the middle of the room. The white curtain on the blackboard below had already been lowered. On both sides of the blackboard stood a male and a female civilian officer. The male was older, about 40 years old. He was skinny and wore a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses. The female wasn't tall, about 30 years old. She was slightly chubby and very white. She had a round face and a pair of big eyes. Her gaze was very gentle.
Behind the two of them was the wall below the blackboard. There was a large row of neatly stacked books.
Seeing the students enter the lecture hall, the male officer raised his hand and pointed to the seats on the left. He shouted in a soft but clear voice, "Communication engineering students, sit on the left."
"Communication command," the female officer shouted as well. At the same time, she used her hand to point to the seats on the right.
Most of the students were soldiers, so they moved very quickly. In less than a minute, they were all seated.
"Let's say a few words before we watch the news." After everyone was seated, the male officer spoke first. "My name is Wu Peizhi. I'm an instructor for the communication engineering major. I'm also an instructor for the electrical engineering and analog circuit courses."
After introducing himself, he used his hand to point to the female officer standing on the other side of the blackboard. "This is Professor Jiang Mei. She's an instructor for the communication command major. She's also an instructor for the communication theory, radio wave propagation, and antenna courses.
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