"I've thought about it, I'll show everyone how to eat melons, especially those that can eat melons."
Zhou Hai heard this and pondered for a while, his face serious and solemn.
"Pfft!" Wang Zhuyu couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.
Seeing Zhou Hai's serious look, Yang Min looked helpless: "..."
Performing to eat melon?
Or is it the kind that can be eaten?
Top melon-eating elite?
Could you be any more unreliable? !
"Zhou Hai, one word, awesome, and a second-class meritorious service. I, Bai Tangfei, am really impressed by you."
At this time, Bai Tangfei walked over from the side, holding a tactical tablet in his hand, giving a thumbs up with his right hand, and couldn't help but smile: "However, the base has nothing for you to eat for the time being, why don't we do a little magic trick?" Category?"
"Forget about magic, I don't know how. I'll just be a melon seed eater." Zhou Hai shook his head, and the serious expression on his face was replaced by a smile. He took out the melon seeds he just bought from the base canteen with his right hand in his pocket and shook it. Blinked.
Show?
To be fair, this completely touches upon his knowledge blind spot, no, his skill blind spot.
"..."
The three of them were speechless when they saw the plastic bag shaking slightly in Zhou Hai's hand.
"You are our number one. You just received second-class merit. How can you be a melon-eater? You must put on a show." Yi Xuewu's interesting voice came out, and she walked to Wang Zhuyu's side, looking at Zhou Hai. , smiled.
Hearing this, the eyes of Wang Zhuyu and the other three people standing next to him lit up, and they stared at Zhou Hai with eager eyes.
"How about a cross talk?" Bai Tangfei continued.
"No." Zhou Hai shook his head.
Yang Min touched his chin: "Hip-hop?"
"No." Zhou Hai shook his head again and looked at the expressions of the four people: "This, can I applaud you?"
"What do you think?" Wang Zhuyu's smile never diminished.
"..."
Seeing the murderous expressions on Wang Zhuyu and the other three people, Zhou Hai sighed.
Yang Min looked directly at Zhou Hai: "How about telling a joke?"
"Won't."
"Sketch, drama, talk show, will you?" Yi Xuewu rattled off several types of programs like a barrage of words.
"Won't."
Wang Zhuyu thought for a while: "Can you dance? Standard ballroom dancing or something like that?"
"I really don't know how to do this." Looking at the imposing four people, Zhou Hai rubbed his slightly swollen forehead.
These literary and artistic entertainment programs are really far away for him who only lives in study, study and training.
In this regard, he is not even as good as Xiaobai.
According to Zhou Hai's idea, just eat a bag of melon seeds and applaud, and forget about it at the bonfire party tonight.
"Oh my God, Zhou Hai, how on earth did you get here for more than 20 years? Didn't you learn any acting skills when you were in high school?"
Seeing Zhou Hai with a helpless face, Yi Xuewu couldn't help but hold her forehead in despair.
Zhou Hai's face was dignified and serious, and he puffed out his chest: "I can really act like a melon-eater, as long as there are watermelons in the base. Of course, eating is also fine, as long as you don't mind."
Wang Zhuyu had a smile on his lips, and looked at Zhou Hai quietly with a pair of delicate and pure eyes. Yi Xuewu crossed her arms in front of her chest, her eyes looking scrutinizing. Yang Min and Bai Tangfei both responded silently.
silence!
Quiet!
"Four comrades, I have a stomachache, please take a step first."
Seeing this scene, Zhou Hai quickly smiled and did not dare to continue talking. He bent down slightly and covered his stomach, turned around and slipped away along the passage, picking up three 51 bags of chocolate-flavored melon seeds.
A bag of melon seeds costing three yuan and a half was even higher than the original price in Sichuan Province. It couldn't be wasted.
"Is this guy really going to be a melon-eater at the bonfire party later?"
Looking at Zhou Hai's back that seemed to be leaving in a panic, Yi Xuewu burst into a smile, exhaled and said, "I really hope he can perform a show."
"Who knows, Xuewu, let's dance waltz together in the evening?" Wang Zhuyu shook his head slightly, looked at Yi Xuewu, and suggested.
Yi Xuewu nodded: "Okay."
"Comrade Lao Yang, I'm going to do a magic trick, what about you?" Bai Tangfei was a little disappointed and asked after telling him about the performance he had conceived.
Yang Min showed a mysterious expression: "I'll tell you later."
"Everyone, please go back first. You can relax." Wang Zhuyu looked at Yang Min and Bai Tangfei and said.
After saying that, he took Yi Xuewu and left together, preparing to study the issues regarding the evening performance and relax at the same time.
The special training has officially ended and the first level of combat readiness has been lifted. All the special training trainees can finally breathe a sigh of relief and relax.
In the evening, everyone walked along the base camp area in twos and threes, chatting and exchanging ideas about the future.
Zhou Hai, who pretended to have a stomachache, left the base war room and returned to his single dormitory. As required, he picked up the organization application and went to the base headquarters. He found Lin Jian and submitted it in person.
After submitting the organization application, Lin Jian, who was the introducer of the organization, and Yang Xiaolong, a teacher who had disappeared for three months, appeared and started a series of procedures related to joining the organization, including review by the base party committee, convening a temporary high-level party committee meeting, and organizer talks.
After the numerous and rigorous procedures were completed, Zhou Hai, who had already passed the political review, stood under the bright red and dazzling flag of the headquarters. Accompanied by international singing, under the watchful eyes of the base's party committee representatives, Lin Jian, Yang Xiaolong and others, he stood up. Straighten your chest, raise your hands and take the oath to become a preparatory member.
As the night deepens, countless bright stars shine, surrounding the bright and soft crescent moon.
In the center of the base playground, there is a hill-like firewood pile, surrounded by all the trainees, ground crew officers and soldiers, and dozens of official pilots.
"Buzz!"
At nine o'clock sharp, a major officer lit a firewood pile with a little gasoline sprinkled on it. Special training commander Lin Jian, dressed in training uniform, acted as the host and announced the official start of tonight's collective entertainment program.
Zhou Hai, who had just become a member of the preparatory organization, closed the opening ceremony of the bonfire party. He knew nothing. Due to the urging of Lin Jian and Yang Xiaolong, he could only go on stage and sing a song "Unity is Strength" as the opening ceremony. Headed up.
It is impossible to perform, it is impossible to perform in this life, I know nothing, I have to sing "Unity is Strength" which has been sung in hundreds of millions.
Everyone, who was neither disappointed nor surprised, still gave warm applause to Zhou Hai, the pilot student who ranked first in overall performance.
"After this kid goes back, he will probably soar into the sky and be better than us in the future." Lao Feihuo Niao, who has been defeated many times, holds a bag of raisins in his left hand, grabs a few raisins in his right hand, stuffs them into his mouth, and says while chewing .
"Isn't he better than you now?"
After Lao Fei Bingmeng applauded, his dark face changed and he smiled.
