I’m A Baller

　　 "What do you mean, buddy?"

　　 Song Chen usually has a cold face and is accustomed to being cold. At this moment, he asked fiercely, and he was quite fierce.

　　 But, this guy is too handsome, and his height is not too high, he will wear shoes 175 cm, his deterrence is not enough after all.

　　 Gao Hu just froze for a moment, and then spit on his side in disdain.

　　 "I said Wang Yan is incapable of being qualified to fight for the flag bearer! What's the matter?!"

　　 "You...how old are you?!"

　　 Song Chen was furious, but he didn't know how to fight at first, and he didn't know how to quarrel at the second. A dry question made him look weak.

　　 "Then how old are you?"

　　 Gao Hu sneered, sitting on the ground and looking at Song Chen.

"The 7 reserve standard bearers are all around 1.8 meters tall. You are not tall enough to make up for your face. You are really embarrassed to beep? What's the matter, every day I was coaxed by the girls, and I really thought I was the pride of the sky? Body, not by face!"

　　 "No."

　　 Song Chen was about to blow his hair, when the instructor Yan Chuan suddenly interrupted.

　　 "Being a standard bearer depends on basic skills and spiritual will. Gao Hu, you may not be good, Song Chen may not be bad, there are 11 days left, everything is possible."

　　 Seeing that neither of them were very convinced, Yan Chuan turned around and began to criticize both of them impulsively.

　　 "In the army, obedience is emphasized, but fair competition is more encouraged. As long as you don't stubbornly stumble, whoever is strong can take honor."

"Listen well. Although I personally think that a fight between men is sometimes more conducive to enhancing friendship, but this is military training. Whoever dares to fight makes trouble, don't think about credits, honor, at least. It's a circular criticism."

　　 "So you guys practice, I promise you will be selected fairly, in the end facts are better than everything, do you understand?"

　　 Gao Hu and Song Chen didn't say a word.

　　 The instructor rounded his eyes and raised the volume: "Do you understand?!"

"Yes!"

"understood!"

　　 Two little chickens came down from town, Yan Chuan no longer paid attention to the indiscretion between them.

　　 In the barracks, the young men are more energetic, what kind of thorns are there?

　　 In the end, not all have been refined into steel!

　　 Yan Chuan looked at them as if watching a child make a fuss. As long as they didn’t fight and didn’t affect training, they didn’t bother to care about anything else.

　　 If it can arouse their enthusiasm, it will be a good thing.

　　 Gao Hu quickly realized the instructor's attitude, sitting there with another happy mouth.

　　 "Really, your brothers are more suitable for mixing with girls. Be the standard bearer? I put the words here, neither of you can do it! If you don't agree, come and just follow me!"

　　 "Just what? Shun turn?!"

　　 Wang Yan's cold tongue made everyone amused.

"you!"

　　 Gao Hu suddenly stagnated, his black face turned purple with anger.

　　 Gao Hu was not afraid at all when Song Chen lost his temper with a pale face, but Wang Yan poked at the door so calmly that Gao Hu was in pain.

　　 "Lying on your stomach like a dead dog, do you have an egg to use? Let's see you on the skills then!"

　　 "If it wasn't for Brother Wang..."

　　 Song Chen was about to explain, but was grabbed by Wang Yan.

　　 "Okay, just use skills to speak."

　　 Wang Yan calmly challenged, but a wildfire burned in his heart, which became more and more prosperous.

　　 "Brother Wang..."

　　 Song Chen is a bit wronged, why don't you let me finish? Today is obviously not your fault!

　　 Wang Yan shook his head and signaled Song Chen not to mention it again.

　　 Looking at your unpleasant spray, what can I explain?

　　 Action is the most powerful weapon, and the result is the loudest slap.

　　 Yan Chuan watched coldly, his impression of Wang Yan changed again.

　　 Although the physical stamina is poor, but the ambition is not bad, the courage and ambition can be regarded as a material to be made.

　　 So, in the following training, he became more strict with Wang Yan.

　　 However, Wang Yan's performance is still the worst among the eight people, swaying throughout, like sleepwalking.

　　 Gao Hu saw this, and his cynicism became more and more severe. In the end, not only the few foreign students looked down on Wang Yan, but even Xu Tianci felt ashamed.

What the hell?

　　Big talk!

　　……

　　 After the training, Wang Yan dragged his tired body directly back to the dormitory, took a shower, took the copy of "The Origin of Blue Blood: The Meaning of Luxury", and flipped it casually for two hours.

　　 Since getting the habit of reading, today is Wang Yan's lowest reading efficiency day.

　　 But it is uncomfortable not to read, and I always feel empty and not stable.

　　 In fact, it is not impossible to make an exception.

　　 A special situation will not produce any evil results. What will happen tomorrow?

　　 But Wang Yan just didn't want to open this hole for himself, not once.

　　 Brother is only 19 years old this year, and it should be the most energetic time.

　　 If I wear away my energy now, how will I live the future? !

　　 Do you dream of death every day? !

　　 Fuck you!

　　 bash you to death!

　　……

　　 Knocked with myself for two hours, threw the book away, and sent a message to Liu Li. Wang Yan quickly fell asleep.

　　 When I opened my eyes again, it was 3 o'clock in the morning.

　　 stretched a lazy waist, crackling all over, full of energy, and uncomfortable.

　　 The eyes that closed at less than 8 o'clock, only slept for more than 7 hours in total, but restored the stamina of the empty slot to full. From this, it can be seen that the physique at 79 o'clock is far too powerful.

　　 After washing gently, Wang Yan once again picked up the "Blue Blood Origin: The Meaning of Luxury" and went to the stairs of the corridor.

　　 When I flipped through this book yesterday, part of the content made Wang Yan find it very interesting, but at that time the brain was in chaos and I didn't think about it.

　　 just read it again today, with the skills of [fast reading], two hours, almost able to read the dry goods.

　　 At less than 5:30, Wang Yan closed his book, patted his aching butt, put on his military uniform, wandered into the small woods beside the lotus pond.

The style of study of 　　Star Master is not particularly good, but it is not bad. In the early morning, many people are already studying in the morning.

　　 Uh, all girls.

　　 Wang Yan shielded those strange gazes along the way, found a clearing on his own, and began to practice positive decomposition.

　　 The most important basic skills of a square flag bearer are three.

　　 are standing, upright, and holding a flag.

　　 is relatively simple because it does not involve raising the flag.

　　 In terms of stance, Wang Yan himself has a straight posture, so it can be strengthened a little bit.

　　 So the focus is on being positive and holding the flag.

　　 Like this kind of basic skills~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the words of Liu Li and others: The method of wood is only hard practice.

　　 When will it be carved into the bones to form muscle memory, then there will be no mistake.

　　Wang Shao made a ruthless message yesterday: Within 10 days, I will no longer be a hero, and I will be a big soldier!

Isn't 　　 just practicing?

Come!

　　 put the phone on the back of his feet, raised his leg and started to stand in military position.

　　 stood until more than 8 o'clock to go out for exercise, hurriedly bought a flatbread, gnawed towards the training ground.

　　 When I got to the place, my legs were sore and swollen, and my movements were only slightly better than yesterday. It was another morning full of ridicule.

　　 After eating at noon, I took a taxi to find the nearest pedicure shop, soaked feet with Chinese medicine and massaged.

　　 In the afternoon, both the flagpole and the national flag arrived, and there was another flag-holding training item.

　　 After dinner, the other classmates went to sing songs. Wang Yan took the flagpole to the lotus pond and continued to knock.

　　 did not return to the dormitory until nearly 11 o'clock, a few sand sculptures were both distressed and puzzled.

　　 "Brother Wang, what is your picture?"

　　 "That's right! You say you're a standard bearer, what's the point of contention?"

　　 "If you want me to say, it's almost enough, our class also lacks a standard bearer, boss, no one can beat you!"

　　 Wang Yan smiled, without saying a word, but suddenly thought of Liu Li in his heart.

　　 Some persistence, there is really no need to expect outsiders to understand.

　　 It’s okay, someone will understand.

　　 If there is no such thing, I know enough.

　　 The power of Shenhao is more important in money.