The next morning, the wake-up call sounded on time, and the day's training began again. The first training after getting up is as usual a five-kilometer run, with the squad leader responsible for leading the team. However, as I ran, I didn’t know where the little fat guy was lost. The first squad leader had no choice but to let the deputy squad leader continue to lead everyone in running while he returned to look for Xiaopang.
"Little Fatty, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
The squad leader walked a long way to find Fatty, but found that something was wrong with Fatty. His body seemed a little weak, and he was sitting alone on the curb by the roadside, looking very painful.
"Squad leader, I..., I'm a little dizzy." Xiaopang responded weakly.
The squad leader quickly reached out and touched the little fat man's forehead. It was hot. It seemed that he had a fever again. The squad leader hurriedly carried the little fat man to the hospital for treatment. After the doctor's diagnosis, the fever was caused by the cold. The squad leader realized that the reason why Fatty had a fever must be related to the bedwetting last night.
After settling Xiaopang, the squad leader returned to the company.
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"Li Xiang, I heard that someone in your class wet the bed. Is it true or false?"
On the way back from the canteen, Wang Chao from the third class came to deliberately disgust Li Xiang, because in the entire second company, only Li Xiang was his opponent, and he always competed with him for first place in training.
When Li Xiang heard this, he knew that someone in his class must have betrayed Xiaopang. Otherwise, how could Wang Chao know about this if he and he were not in the same dormitory.
"Wang Chao, how did you know? Who told you that someone in our class wet the bed? Don't talk nonsense." Li Xiang was very dissatisfied with Wang Chao's gossip.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Look, people in your class are still spreading the glorious deeds of Little Fatty."
Following the direction of Wang Chao's finger, Li Xiang actually saw a large group of people surrounding Wang Junkai, among whom Wang Junkai was talking endlessly. It turned out that the communicator Wang Chao was talking about was Wang Junkai in his class, and Li Xiang immediately walked toward Wang Junkai angrily.
"Wang Junkai, are you still not a human?"
Li Xiang shouted to Wang Junkai in the crowd from a distance. Wang Junkai didn't understand what was going on, so he turned around and looked at Li Xiang blankly.
"Li Xiang, what do you mean? I don't seem to have provoked you, right?"
"Wang Junkai, you didn't provoke me, but you shouldn't say bad things about Fatty behind his back."
Li Xiang defended Xiaopang. They were all recruits in the same class. They should help each other and understand each other. What's more, Xiaopang was Li Xiang's fellow soldier.
"What does it have to do with you if I say bad things about Little Fatty? Besides, what I said is all true. He peed all over my face last night. The smell of urine still remains on my face."
Wang Junkai obviously still couldn't stand it because of what happened last night.
"Wang Junkai, Xiaopang has already apologized to you for what happened last night. Xiaopang is still in the hospital. It's your fault that you are saying bad things about him behind his back."
Li Xiang felt that although Xiaopang was at fault first, Wang Junkai's current behavior was also a bit unethical.
"Then I don't care. Who asked him to pee on my face? I have never suffered such humiliation since I was a child."
Wang Junkai is a child of a high-ranking cadre, and is the darling of his parents. Last night, if the squad leader hadn't come forward, Wang Junkai might have had a fight with Xiaopang.
Li Xiang saw that Wang Junkai was taking revenge on Xiaopang. Li Xiang felt that this was not an option, so he discussed with Wang Junkai and said: "Wang Junkai, Xiaopang is indeed sorry for what happened last night, but he can't come over in person to apologize to you now. So, I'll take Xiaopang's place." I apologize to you again and let this matter go, do you think that’s okay?”
"Brother Xiang, don't be like this. There is no need for you to apologize to me. I respect you as a person and this matter has nothing to do with you."
Wang Junkai still approves of Li Xiang's character.
"Wang Junkai, just think of Little Fatty as my biological brother. I will bear all the mistakes he makes. Besides, we are all brothers in the same class. We don't see each other when we look up. There is no need to make grudges over such trivial matters. What?"
Wang Junkai thought for a moment, and when he saw that Li Xiang was talking about this, he had no choice but to drop the matter.
"Brother Xiang, since you said so, let this matter pass. I will mention it again in the future."
After speaking, Wang Junkai left the crowd angrily and returned to the dormitory.
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At this time, Xiaopang was lying on the hospital bed and was getting an intravenous drip. This was the second time he was lying on the hospital bed, feeling very depressed. Looking back on the month he spent in the army, Xiaopang felt a little regretful of his original choice, because it was nothing like the life in the military camp shown in the TV series. The soldiers in the TV series are either on airplanes or tanks, holding guns in their hands and manipulating weapons and equipment heroically, accompanied by female soldiers from time to time. In reality, it has been a month since I joined the army, and I haven't even touched a gun, let alone an airplane, a tank, or a cannon. Every day is boring and overloaded with training. In addition to training, it is political study. With this kind of military camp life, Xiaopang really doesn’t want to stay in the army. He feels that his choice to join the army is wrong. The life here is different from that of the army. It was completely different from what he imagined. He began to doubt whether he could persist and adapt to such a life.
A few days later, Xiaopang's body recovered, and he had to return to the recruit company, return to squad one, and continue to train endlessly.
"Little Fatty, you are back. Put your luggage first and go to the playground for training."
In the dormitory, the squad leader saw Xiaopang coming back from the hospital and asked him to go to the training ground to train. Since he had not participated in training for a few days, Xiaopang had fallen out of touch with some training subjects and had to hurry up and make up for it.
"Yes, monitor."
Xiaopang didn't dare to disobey the squad leader's order, so he put down his luggage obediently and walked towards the training ground.
"Look, that bedwetting guy from Class 1 is back."
As soon as Xiaopang walked to the playground, the recruits from other classes started pointing at Xiaopang as soon as they saw him. Although their voices were very low, Xiaopang could still clearly hear what they were saying. The little fat man was so ashamed that he quickly ran away with a blushing face and ran towards the direction of his class's training. After all, it was very embarrassing to be mentioned about bedwetting.
"Report."
Xiaopang came to the queue of his class and reported to the deputy squad leader. According to army regulations, a report needs to be made before entering the queue.
"Oops! Fatty is back, everyone applauds and welcomes him."
The deputy squad leader looked back and saw that Fatty was back and asked everyone to welcome Fatty back. At the call of the deputy squad leader, the recruits in the first class applauded in succession, but Wang Junkai still did not applaud Xiaopang.
"Little Fatty, hurry up and get in line."
After a burst of welcoming applause, the deputy squad leader asked Xiaopang to start training with everyone.
