Xia Li raised his head and looked at Lu Dingyuan with a frown, "What are you grown men doing checking up on a girl like me?"
She had never lived in a single dormitory before, so she didn't know there was such a thing as bed checks. Are men and women so indifferent in the army in this day and age?
Lu Dingyuan:...
Who checked her female bedroom?
Lu Dingyuan took a deep breath and asked as calmly as possible in order not to anger himself to death: "You went hunting alone?"
Xia Li:......
It turned out that something was wrong with Li Qingnan. No wonder it was Kui Laoliu who blocked the crowd.
If someone really checked her bedroom, it would probably be Lu Dingyuan who blocked her.
Didn't Li Qingnan say that he stepped on everything better? Why don’t you even know that you have to check your bed after turning off the lights at night?
Xia Li knew that it was not very authentic for him to climb over the wall in the middle of the night, so he did not explain much about what happened today. He only said: "Li Qingnan's son has no food to eat and is starving to death. The two of us want to go out and give him some teeth." Sacrifice.”
Afraid that Lu Dingyuan would stand here and chatter with her in the cold weather, he solemnly promised: "I won't go out at night in the future."
Lu Dingyuan:...
Thinking of the big fat dog next to Li Qingnan, the big black dog's hair was shiny and covered with thick meat. Lu Dingyuan suddenly felt that Xia Li's words "I'm afraid there is no food to eat" were deceiving people. .
"Okay, go back to sleep and get up on time for training tomorrow morning."
Xia Li went back to the dormitory in a hurry.
Thinking that he had to write the self-criticism letter sooner or later, Xia Li took out his pen and notebook and started writing furiously.
That night, Xia Li wrote most of the 7,000-word review.
After lunch the next day, Xia Li met Li Qingnan at the door of the cafeteria, who seemed to be letting a goblin suck all his masculinity away.
Xia Li looked at his blue eyes, his whole body was wilted, and he looked like he was about to fly westward, so he patted his arm.
He said speechlessly: "Did your battalion commander detain you for one night last night?"
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you haven't had a good night's sleep.
Li Qingnan looked remorseful, and even brought a bit of vicissitudes of life that should not belong to his age, and he denounced with righteous indignation.
"No, after you left, he put me back.
It's a pity that he withheld my son's dog food and didn't even give me a rabbit! It’s all in vain that I run out late at night and work so hard to raise my son! ! ! "
As he said this, he realized something was wrong with Xia Li and raised his eyes to look at the energetic Xia Li.
"Did you write a self-review? Didn't you say it would be submitted in three days?
I remember you had two thousand more than me.
You don't want to refuse to pay, right? Is it really okay? "
If Xia Li was willing to work with him, he wouldn't write it either.
He worked so hard last night that he wrote about 800 words, and he probably didn't need to sleep for the next two nights.
Xia Li shrugged nonchalantly, "I've written it. I wrote 4,500 in two hours last night. I'll finish it with a little more editing tonight."
Li Qingnan was shocked, Li Qingnan couldn't believe it.
When Li Qingnan heard this, he looked at Xia Li as if he had seen a life-saving straw. He hugged Xia Li's legs regardless of the image and cried loudly: "Dad! Help! My son can't write!!!"
His howling sound was very shocking, and he happened to be at the door of the canteen during lunch time, so he immediately attracted the attention of a large number of people.
When they saw a gay man kneeling on the ground, holding a lesbian calf and crying loudly, they all showed a look of shock that they had never seen in the world.
No matter how good Xia Li's psychological quality was, the strange looks he received from everyone made his scalp numb.
He immediately reached out and picked up Li Qingnan's back collar and dragged him to a place where no one was around.
He shouted angrily: "Shut up, you don't think it's embarrassing, but I still think it's embarrassing!"
Although Li Qingnan likes to dress up, he has always been thick-skinned since he was a child. What's more, he saw him being scolded in the middle of the playground on the first day he came here, so what's the point of being shameless?
Even though he was dragged away by a little girl, he didn't take it seriously at all and continued to cry miserably: "Master, save me!
The disciple was almost driven to death by the 5,000-word self-reflection letter! ! ! ! "
Xia Li:......
I really want to knock this guy unconscious. What's going on?
Xia Li dragged the person to a place where no one was around and stuffed the little red book in his coat pocket to Li Qingnan, "Stop crying! Your ears are almost deafened!"
If you write according to this, you will be able to get the number of words together in no time. "
Li Qingnan:...?
The Little Red Book is commonly known as "Quotations".
This book has just become popular recently. Almost everyone has a copy, and it has gradually changed from familiar reading to universal memorization. Nowadays, many people must recite a quotation before saying hello. Naturally, Li Qingnan also has this book.
When he saw the books that were shoved in his face, the expression on his face became even more wrinkled.
I don’t want to write a self-reflection letter and I don’t want to memorize the Little Red Book. The combination of the two is a critical hit.
He wrinkled his face and asked Xia Li, "Don't you write so much? Can you lend me a copy?"
Xia Li looked at Li Qingnan with an expression that looked like a fool, and said in a very disgusting tone: "Are you stupid?
How can we write the same thing without anyone discovering it?
If our battalion commander feels that my attitude of admitting my mistake is to be known to your battalion commander, I will definitely show him my attitude, and then we will be finished together. "
Although Xia Li felt that given Lu Dingyuanna's character, she would not show her self-reflection to others, political commissar Wang, who was always considerate in everything, would certainly do so in order not to leave any excuse for the Northeastern Corps.
At that time, it will not be solved by a few thousand words.
Just because you can write, doesn’t mean you want to write all the time!
When Li Qingnan heard this, he immediately withered and stopped asking him to copy it, but he really didn't know where to start with this little red book.
"Then show me what you wrote and I'll refer to it. I won't follow what you wrote."
Xia Li didn't object this time. He went back to the dormitory, took down his copy of the self-reflection letter, and handed it to Li Qingnan who was standing opposite.
His tone was quite confident, "Let's see.
Now the ideas in the Little Red Book must be correct. As long as you follow what he writes, your leaders will not dare to say that your ideas are not correct, otherwise it will be his problem. "
Li Qingnan took the small pile of self-reflection papers from Xia Li and studied them carefully in order to write his own copy as soon as possible.
Just watching, the expression on his face gradually became distorted, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
What the hell is all this written about? ! Will you really not be beaten to death by an angry superior if you take such a photo?
