"I don't care what you did before, nor how big a star you will become in the future, but now you are my soldiers. When you are in the army, you have to follow the rules, and if you are late, you must accept punishment. Now, you run five laps around the playground!" The black-faced instructor said coldly.

As soon as this statement was made, the students present were shocked. The instructor was really merciless, but he was fined five times a minute after being late. It was so cruel!

"Report to the instructor, I have diarrhea when I wake up in the morning..." Jia Niaoliang, the leader, rubbed his stomach and defended with a painful expression.

"Dimilation!" The instructor sneered. He was still very active just now, but he got diarrhea in the blink of an eye. It turns out that he is from the performance department. "If you run one more lap, you won't do it. You can add one more lap, six lap, and execute it immediately!"

ah--

Jia Niaoliang was a little disappointed, so he had to run one more lap in his defense? This bastard instructor is too cruel!

The remaining two late ones wanted to defend themselves, but when they saw that Jia Niaoliang was going to run a little longer, they dared to talk nonsense, so they all buried their heads and pretended to be ostrich.

The instructor looked at Jia Niaoliang and the others and said coldly: "Don't you hear me? Run now! If you don't run, I will add another lap to you immediately! If you are not convinced, go find your teacher, go find your school, and apply for quit!"

"Instructor, let's go run right away!" Jia Niaoliang didn't dare to find Zhang Ran, and died faster. He shouted, turned around and started running around the playground.

Beijing Electric attaches great importance to military training, and Zhang Ran emphasized the significance of military training. Resistance to the instructor will not have any effect. Besides, Beijing Electric has a three-month trial period, and if it performs poorly, it will be dropped out of school.

"Whatever you look at, run for me again! You have stood for me! Now you are soldiers, and soldiers must learn to stand for military posture! You need to raise your head and chest, look straight ahead with your eyes, and your hands close to the seam of your pants!" The black-faced instructor saw Jia Niaoliang and the others running late, and turned around and shouted at the students in the class.

When the students in the class heard this, they immediately raised their heads and chests, looked straight ahead with their eyes, and their hands were even close to the seams of their pants, standing in a standard military posture.

Nowadays, many students lack training, school, family, and monotonous life at two points and one line leads to extremely poor physical fitness. However, this is not the case for students in the performance department. Most students have good physical fitness, especially those who study dance, who have been practicing for a long time, not only have good physical fitness, but also have stronger will than ordinary people.

Even so, standing in a military posture is still a huge test for them. Although standing in a military posture doesn't seem to be a big deal, they feel uncomfortable all over, sore and painful over time. All that is left is fatigue.

Zhang Ran stood not far away, drinking leisurely with a bottle of fresh orange. The military training class teacher assisted the instructors in their work and maintained communication. The instructors were responsible for training, so Zhang Ran didn't have to be present, but he still wanted to observe the students close to see how their willpower was.

In the past two days, he watched the video of the three exams of the students in his class, and he had a certain understanding of everyone's performance level. The students in the class have varying levels. Some have learned performance and have a foundation in performance; some are completely blank and can't do anything. In general, students without particularly outstanding talents are more ordinary. If Zhang Ran chose students himself, less than ten may be left.

It is precisely because of the average talent of students, willpower becomes very important. Learning to perform is very hard. One minute on stage and ten years of hard work off stage is definitely not just a joke. It is normal for students in the performance department to sleep for three or four hours a day, and Zhang Ran’s training will be even harder, so it is difficult to persist without enough willpower.

The sun gradually rose and the temperature was getting higher and higher. The students were sweating all over, as if they were fished out of water.

Next to him, a girl from the Department of Literature suddenly fainted, which caused a lot of exclamations. The person from the Department of Literature helped the girl on the back of the head teacher, and then the head teacher carried the girl to the infirmary.

Zhang Xinyi secretly glanced at Zhang Ran on the sidelines and had an idea in her mind. Her eyes rolled upwards and fell to the side, then her eyes closed tightly and began to pretend to be dizzy.

"Xinyi, Xinyi!"

"Instructor, someone fainted!"

"People are coming soon!"

The students in the class shouted, and a group of people gathered around, and the training ground was in chaos.

When Zhang Ran saw the students in the class fainting, he separated from the crowd and came to Zhang Xinyi. When she saw that her eyes were closed and her face was rosy, she seemed to have heatstroke.

The instructor squatted beside Zhang Xinyi and pinched her. Zhang Ran also went over and pinched her tiger's mouth hard.

Zhang Xinyi followed the beauty's first awakening posture in the TV series, opened her eyes in a daze. Seeing Zhang Ran pinching her hand and pinching her, she was happy to see her. Hehe, Teacher Zhang, you have to carry me!

"Wake up!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Ran reached out and shook his hand in front of Zhang Xinyi's eyes, and asked with concern: "Zhang Xinyi, do you recognize me?"

"Teacher Zhang, I feel so uncomfortable." Zhang Xinyi said with a angrily look, her eyes are blurred and she is a little drifting, and she looks quite serious.

When Zhang Ran heard her say this, he quickly took out two of the prepared Hexiang Zhengqi water, unscrewed it hard, pinched her mouth, and poured it directly into it: "This is medicine, drink it quickly!"

The water of Hexiang Zhengqi contains alcohol, which is bitter and astringent, and is super unpalatable. Zhang Xinyi's tears flowed out when she drank it. If Zhang Ran hadn't poured it into her mouth and was pretending to be sick again, she would have vomited a lot.

Seeing that Zhang Xinyi was crying, Zhang Ran felt that the situation might be serious, so he quickly discussed with the instructor: "Instructor, I think Zhang Xinyi's condition is quite serious, so I'd better send it to the infirmary!"

Zhang Xinyi was almost cheering. Teacher Zhang, you understand me so much, please carry me on your back! He said weakly: "Teacher Zhang, my head hurts so much, I don't have any strength at all."

"Then let's take him to the infirmary." The instructor was also afraid that something would happen. Zhang Xinyi seemed to be in serious condition, so she squatted down immediately, "Teacher Zhang, I'll carry her!"

Zhang Xinyi was stunned. She wanted to shout, "I don't want you to recite it, I want Teacher Zhang to recite it, but if you really want to shout like this, your trick will be exposed. You can only look at Zhang Ran pitifully. Teacher Zhang, don't agree, don't agree!

Seeing Zhang Xinyi looking at her with tears in her eyes, Zhang Ran thought she was uncomfortable, so he quickly helped her up and placed her on the back of the instructor. Then, while supporting her, he ran towards the infirmary.

Zhang Xinyi was so depressed that she wanted to cry. It would be fine if she drank two super bad Hexiang Zhengqi Water, but she was not Teacher Zhang, but the instructor who was not handsome at all. This was a big loss.

However, Zhang Xinyi is an optimistic girl. She quickly thought about it. The instructor had to go back to train when he sent her to the infirmary. It would be nice if Teacher Zhang could chat with her!

Zhang Ran and the instructor trotted all the way, took Zhang Xinyi to the infirmary and placed her on a hospital bed. The nurse rolled up Zhang Xinyi's camouflage uniform with long sleeves bit by bit, wiped the major artery of her neck with medical alcohol to help her cool down.

The doctor heard Zhang Xinyi's heartbeat, measured her blood pressure, and concluded: "No problem, I just had some heatstroke, nothing big deal, just give me some fluid."

Hearing the doctor say this, Zhang Ran felt relieved and said to the instructor: "Instructor, the bandits in our class are still on the playground. No one cares about them being in a mess. I can just watch here."

"I'll go back first. If you have anything to do, call me!" The instructor nodded, glanced at Zhang Xinyi, and went back to the training ground.

Zhang Ran took a paper cup from the bedside table on the hospital bed, walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of water, and handed it to Zhang Xinyi: "Drink some water, drink more water when heatstroke!"

Zhang Xinyi took the cup, took a few sips of water, and prepared to put the cup on the bedside table, but was picked up by Zhang Ranfa with quick eyes and hands.

"Give it to me, don't move." Zhang Ran said casually putting the cup on the bedside table, "If you feel uncomfortable, just rest here. If not, don't train today."

"Teacher Zhang, you are so nice!" Zhang Xinyi looked at Zhang Ran, her cheeks were slightly red and her smile was as bright as a flower.

"It's useless to flatter, you have to write the military training comments!" Zhang Ran saw that Zhang Xinyi pleased her and thought she didn't want to write the military training comments, so he immediately exposed her plan.

Only then did Zhang Xinyi remember that there was something else that she never looked like when writing an article. Looking at Zhang Ran, she said pitifully: "Teacher Zhang, you see, I'm so sick. Don't write the military training comments, okay?"

At this moment, the nurse walked in with a potion bottle, and Zhang Ran quickly stood up to help. The nurse laid a needle on Zhang Xinyi, hung the potion on the stent, and then walked away.

Seeing that Zhang Xinyi had nothing to do, Zhang Ran smiled and said, "Zhang Xinyi, you can rest here, I'll go back to the training ground!"

"Teacher Zhang, I'm so bored here alone. Please chat with me for a while!"

"You are sick and need a good rest!" Zhang Ran smiled at Zhang Xinyi and left the infirmary.

Zhang Xinyi was in tears. Teacher Zhang, it’s easy for me to pretend to be dizzy! You won’t stay with me for a while!

As soon as Zhang Ran left, the boys in the infirmary suddenly became turbulent. Zhang Xinyi was tall and beautiful, and was very eye-catching among the freshmen in Class 2001. The freshmen from various departments had already set their sights on her.

A boy with a youthful and beautiful acne on his face asked shyly: "Classmate, what's your name?"

Zhang Xinyi looked around and realized that she was the only girl in the infusion room. The boys who were injecting had neat eyes staring at her, and two of them met their eyes and blushed embarrassedly.

"Don't talk to me, I'm not interested in the little brat, I'm annoyed!" Zhang Xinyi snorted and said depressedly.

After drinking such a bad drink of Hexiang Zhengqi Water, I was even given an injection. Teacher Zhang, you won’t stay with them for a while! I’m so angry that I won’t pretend to be sick again!

The training at Level 01 was quite good. Except for Zhang Xinyi fainted the next day of training, there was no other accident. The training progressed quite smoothly and Zhang Ran didn't need to worry about it at all.

Zhang Ran’s work was very easy. After a few days, the script of “Prisoner of Time” was finally written.

That night, Zhang Ran sat in the office thinking about his teaching arrangements. It would be fine if the students in the class had uneven levels, but the key was that they had too many problems, and according to the original lesson plan, it would definitely not work.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded at the door, and then Zhao Ke, who was sweating profusely, ran in.

"Teacher Zhang, it's not good!" Zhao Ke's voice was very anxious, "The students in our class started fighting!"

As a boy, it’s normal to have a fight, not to mention that Ji Chen is also in the class! Zhang Ran picked up the cup, drank a sip of water, and said carelessly: “Who fought with whom?”

"Zhang Xinyi and Huang Shengyi!"

puff--

Zhang Ran didn't swallow a sip of water, and was choked and coughed violently, and the tea sprayed all over the table. The boy didn't fight, but the girl started fighting first? This is going to make a big deal!
Chapter completed!