"Who's going to deal with who? Can you please stop being so outrageous?" Ma Dazhu was naturally unhappy when he saw him pestering Chen Ming and kicking the others away.
They also gathered from the side.
Immediately afterwards, Dong Ke, Wen Junchao, Wei Chongchong and other new recruits gathered around.
"Chen Ming, teach me first, I learn quickly."
"No, no, no, you'd better teach me first, my brain is easy to use."
"Teach me, I'm kind-hearted, teach me, and I'll help teach others."
Some of the recruits gathered around him, and a few simply spread their quilts on the ground in front of them, looking at Chen Ming with innocent faces, and their shamelessness was outrageous.
Chen Ming didn't expect that just by demonstrating how to fold a quilt, he would cause such a big commotion. He spread his hands helplessly and said, "Brothers, wait a minute. It's not a question of who to teach now."
"Our quilts are different from the squad leader's. The squad leader's quilt has been shaped after many times of hard work, but our quilts are all new cotton."
"The cotton batting inside is so fluffy that no matter how you fold it, the shape will look like a flower roll or a tank."
"What should we do?" Everyone turned around and saw that the monitor did not refute, seeming to acquiesce to Chen Ming's statement.
They have even less ideas.
"It's easy." Chen Ming smiled, pulled Wang Shuaibing over and said, "There are ten people in our dormitory."
"We will work in groups of two. Shuai Bing and I will demonstrate first, and you can just follow along and learn."
"In the first hour, just press the quilt and do nothing else. In the next 20 minutes, try folding it. The effect will be much better."
Just do it.
In front of all the recruits, Chen Ming spread Wang Shuaibing's quilt on the floor, and then put his own quilt on top.
Then, he ran to the entrance of the dormitory and took the high-legged stool, face down, with the legs facing up, and put it on the quilt.
He took off his shoes, stood on the ground, and commanded: "Come on, handsome soldier, I am responsible for adding weight to the stool. You are stronger than me. Pull the stool back and forth. When you are tired, you can pull it for me. Get one first." Let’s talk about it later.”
"Is this reliable?" Wang Shuaibing scratched his head and asked, feeling that this was very different from the way the squad leader taught.
"Damn it, I am a reliable person. How can I be unreliable? Hurry up and stop the ink marks." Chen Ming urged.
Wang Shuaibing didn't hesitate anymore. He believed that the other party would not cheat him, so he squatted down and started to pull with all his strength.
The other recruits stood nearby and watched with big eyes. The action was not difficult, it could even be said to be very simple, but they just didn't know whether they should do it or not.
After all, we are all new recruits, and they are not sure whether Chen Ming's method is right.
Zhao Lifei sat in the back and observed Chen Ming's arrangements throughout the process. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This quilt really has talented people from generation to generation.
In the past, their method of compacting the quilt was to use their arms to scrape the quilt bit by bit, or to press it over and over again with a folding horse. Not only was it slow in efficiency, it was also extremely torturous.
Chen Ming's way of division of labor and cooperation has given him a lot of experience.
Why didn't I think of this "human bench" method of pressure before? It would definitely be much faster. If he had just joined the army, there would be such a new soldier taking the lead.
He doesn't have to rush up and down in a hurry, looking for people to ask for advice.
Seeing that the other recruits were still hesitating whether to follow the instructions, Zhao Lifei immediately got angry, stood up and came to the crowd, and said with a cold face: "What are you still looking at?"
"You haven't learned the method after being taught it. Are you waiting for me to teach you?"
Suddenly hearing the squad leader's low roar, everyone was startled. They couldn't figure out what made the squad leader angry.
Ma Dazhu also had a bright mind. After hearing what the squad leader said, he knew that Chen Ming's method was right.
He quickly raised his hand: "Report."
"speak."
"Report to the squad leader, it's not that we don't learn, it's that there are not enough stools. There is only one high stool like this in the dormitory, and the rest are matzas."
Forehead....
This is a problem, Zhao Lifei's eyes flickered.
There is really only one high stool in each dormitory. It is used to wipe dust from the fan high up or in the corners of the ceiling when cleaning up the house. It is not used at other times, so I didn't prepare more.
But as a squad leader, it is impossible for him to act like he is being questioned by a recruit, and immediately glare and yell: "Is this a problem?"
"If you have a method, you have to overcome difficulties. Borrow stools from other dormitories, or go to the third floor. In our dormitory, the third floor is the electronic classroom, and there are all these high stools in it."
"Let's go, I'll take you to take them one by one. Don't let anyone worry. Learn from Chen Ming."
Zhao Lifei led the team out of the dormitory, followed by eight other people. They didn't know what they were doing wrong, but they were scolded anyway.
Wang Shuaibing, who was lowering his head to pull up the stool, saw that he finally had no part in being scolded this time. He grinned and said happily: "Brother Chen, I admire you so much, haha."
"It feels so good to finally not have to be scolded."
"Look at your potential." Chen Ming smiled. None of this was a problem to him.
Folding quilts is difficult, but it is particularly torturous for lively and active young people of eighteen or nineteen years old, because not many otakus become soldiers due to boredom.
This difficulty is usually placed on men in their thirties and forties. After years of baptism and social polishing, they have become much calmer.
Those people can watch fishing, whittling horseshoes, and picking barnacles all day long.
What’s so hard about folding a quilt into tofu blocks?
"I'm telling you, handsome soldier, let's work together as partners. I'll teach you everything I know. I don't dare to tell you anything else. At least in the whole class, the two of us can fold the quilt first."
"Not being scolded is the foundation. If you work hard and get praised, the squad leader will definitely treat us differently."
Chen Ming took the opportunity to encourage his teammates, which excited Wang Shuaibing so much that he raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his face and responded loudly: "Brother Chen, don't worry about anything else."
"Just stand on it and I'll pull it. You'll have to fold the quilt in an hour. I'm too heavy. If you pull it, your arms will get sore, and you won't be able to fold it properly later."
"I can hold on, no problem."
"Okay." Chen Ming nodded in response. He is a good partner and a real person.
They were working in full swing, and not long after, the squad leader came back with the others.
Four more high stools were brought back.
This is just great.
The ten people in the dormitory were divided into five groups and began to work. The quilts under the stools were alternately placed on top.
Zhao Lifei also enjoyed his leisure time. As a squad leader, all he wanted was for his troops to be united and motivated.
The current situation of the first class was better than that of the recruits in previous years. The more he looked at Chen Ming, the more he liked it.
This soldier is really good.
I kept pressing for half an hour, and while I was still full of energy, there were bursts of howling songs coming from the dormitory next door.
I can vaguely hear the lyrics:
"Walked through wind and rain, experienced blood and fire;"
"Glorious artillery brigade, assembled under the military flag;"
“Cannonballs roar, air and sky patrols;”
"The ballistics are flying, igniting the fire of loyalty...
