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Chapter 21

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The formal military training was in the afternoon. In fact, military training was a part of the training that was prone to accidents. Heatstroke, anemia, and relatives of girls all needed special care. Unexpectedly, there was also a dispute in the second class of public administration because of the hair problem.

A boy named Zhu Chenglong had long hair that could almost cover his ears. An experienced drillmaster would not care about such a trivial matter. However, the drillmaster leading the training this year was a young man.

The drillmaster scolded Zhu Chenglong. Zhu Chenglong was not convinced. He thought that since the counselor did not say anything, why should the drillmaster scold him? So he talked back.

The young drillmaster felt that Zhu Chenglong was challenging his authority. He angrily found a pair of scissors and said that he would cut Zhu Chenglong's hair himself.

Chen Hansheng was not there when the dispute happened. He and Yang Shichao went to the convenience store to buy cigarettes. When they came back, the dispute had already happened.

The students in the class had never experienced such a thing. They either looked at it stupidly or stood on Zhu Chenglong's side. Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Hu Linyu was about to report it to the head teacher and the drillmaster when she bumped into Chen Hansheng who just came back.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Chen Hansheng asked.

Hu Linyu briefly explained the matter. When she was about to leave, Chen Hansheng reached out his hand to stop her. Yang Shichao thought that Chen Hansheng was flirting with a woman, so he also reached out his hand and stood in front of Hu Linyu.

"Chen Hansheng, now is not the time for jokes. Get out of my way."

Hu Linyu said anxiously.

"What do you know? If we report it to Lao Guo and the drillmaster, maybe Zhu Chenglong and that drillmaster will be punished. This matter should be solved behind closed doors."

After Chen Hansheng said this, he squeezed into the crowd and shouted, "What the hell are you guys doing?"

The drillmaster took a look at the student who was speaking. He was tall and strong, wearing a military training uniform. With a cigarette in his mouth, he looked like a ruffian.

"Who are you?" The drillmaster frowned and asked.

Chen Hansheng threw away the cigarette butt directly. Obviously, the drillmaster was disgusted with smoking. Since he was here to solve the problem, he could not let the two sides be in conflict.

"Hello, instructor. My name is Chen Hansheng. I'm a student of Class Two of Public Administration."

Chen Hansheng first revealed his identity and then said, "I have a suggestion. Can we put down the scissors before we speak, so that we won't accidentally stab ourselves or others?"

Although the instructor didn't mean to hurt anyone, it was inevitable that people would lose control of their emotions when they were angry. The bite marks on Chen Yichen's arm were still there. Who would have thought that they were bitten by Xiao Rongyu?

The instructor had a strong sense of pride. He coldly glanced at Chen Hansheng and said, "You are not allowed to have long hair during military training. I want to shave your hair!"

The most valuable part of Zhu Chenglong's body was probably his hair. He was furious when he heard that. "I won't cut it. What can you do to me?"

"What are you arguing about? Can you shut up first?!"

Chen Hansheng turned around and scolded Zhu Chenglong impolitely.

Zhu Chenglong gave Chen Hansheng face and didn't say anything.

Firstly, it was because Chen Hansheng had treated them to a meal, so they owed him a favor. Secondly, Chen Hansheng's style was obviously that of a "gangster". Zhu Chenglong was not necessarily afraid of the instructor, but he was a good drinker. Chen Hansheng, who spoke with a wild tone, was a little scared.

Seeing that Zhu Chenglong had quieted down, Chen Hansheng continued to persuade the instructor, but this time there was a different meaning in his words.

"Instructor, you were invited by the school to help us train our bodies and spirits. You have your own tasks and responsibilities. If the leader saw you holding the scissors, what would he think?"

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he pointed at the instructor not far away.

The instructor was stunned. He was indeed not calm just now. If this scene was seen by the leader, he would definitely be scolded.

However, he didn't pass the scissors to Chen Hansheng. He silently put them in his pocket.

Chen Hansheng nodded. It didn't matter where he put the scissors, as long as he didn't hold it in his hand. The matter was gradually calming down. Because both Zhu Chenglong and the instructor had their own concerns, the rest was to explain the rationality of "long hair".

Of course, Chen Hansheng supported the idea of long hair. First of all, he didn't have a crew cut. Second, Shen Youchu also had long black hair hidden under the hat.

In the future, when the two of them became a couple, Shen Youchu would say shyly, "You are pressing on my hair." How beautiful it would sound.

Chen Hansheng was thinking about irrelevant things in his mind, but on the surface, he said to the instructor seriously, "You said that long hair is not allowed, but which law, which rule says that college students must have crew cuts during military training?"

"If there is a rule written in black and white, I, Chen Hansheng, promise to be the first to implement it!"

Chen Hansheng took off his hat, revealing his neatly combed hair.

The instructor choked for a moment. In fact, there was no written rule. Originally, he just said a few words to show his authority.

Seeing that the instructor didn't speak, Chen Hansheng suddenly softened his attitude and said in a negotiating tone, "Instructor, how about this? We will all hide our hair during military training. I guarantee that it won't affect our beauty and uniformity. What do you think?"

Until now, the expression of the instructor, who had been serious all the time, finally relaxed. Chen Hansheng struck while the iron was hot. He walked to Zhu Chenglong and said in a low voice, "Chenglong, you go and apologize to the instructor and let this matter pass."

"Why should I go? I didn't cause trouble." Zhu Chenglong was not willing.

Facing Zhu Chenglong, Chen Hansheng's attitude was much more casual, "You have so many f * cking problems. What if the instructor makes things difficult for our class during military training? Besides, you don't have to be too sincere. It's fine as long as we can face each other."

Hearing this, Zhu Chenglong hesitated for a while. As expected, he walked over and said perfunctorily, "Instructor, I'm sorry."

Chen Hansheng turned to look at the instructor. He had already done so much, and the instructor should also understand the seriousness of the matter. Normal people would know how to choose.

As expected, after a long silence, the instructor suddenly shouted loudly, "Class Two of Public Administration of the Department of Humanities and Social Sciences, line up and start military training!"

This meant that the matter was officially over. The dispute was resolved and everyone's hair was saved.

"Chen Hansheng!"

However, just when Chen Hansheng was about to return to the team, the instructor suddenly stopped him.

"You smoked during military training, which violated the school's rules. You are punished to run 10 laps on the playground!"

"F * ck …"

Chen Hansheng turned his head in surprise. He thought that the instructor was too narrow-minded. Why didn't he punish Zhu Chenglong? Why did he punish him?

However, if Chen Hansheng resisted again, the instructor's face would definitely be swept to the Southern Heavenly Gate. At that time, who knows what kind of trouble would happen.

"Running 10 laps can appease the instructor's anger, and can also continue to maintain his dignity and maintain the stability of the class during military training. It's not a loss!"

Chen Hansheng weighed in his heart and decided to agree. Of course, he also didn't want to run by himself.

"Instructor, I want to report Yang Shichao for smoking just now. Can you spare 5 laps for him?"

Yang Shichao heard that Chen Hansheng was going to be punished. He was smiling and making funny faces in the team. When he heard this sentence, he was instantly stunned.

"No!"

The instructor denied, "Yang Shichao is out of line. You are punished to run 10 laps as well.

On the stuffy and windless playground, two boys in military training uniforms were running with sweat dripping down.

"F * ck Chen Hansheng, why did you drag me into this?"

"It's too boring to be alone. I'll treat you to a bottle of soda for dinner."

"I don't want to drink soda, I want to drink Red Bull!"

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