Lin Yue pushed back the wine-filled chocolate in his hand: "Keep this for yourself."
In the movie, there is a scene in the self-defense counterattack in which He Xiaoping takes care of the seriously injured Shi Linfeng. It was 1979, and the recruits from the countryside didn't know what papaya bark was. This shows how precious this wine-filled chocolate is.
Lin Yue in this world has never eaten wine-filled chocolate, but as a guest from the future 50 years ago, he has experienced countless worlds. Lobster, king crab, top-grade foie gras, black truffles... what kind of delicacies has he not eaten? Pass.
It's not that Lin Yue looked down on these wine-filled chocolates, it was because he valued them that he refused. This lively person usually helps the people in the group to do this and that, and apart from a portion of his monthly salary, he sends it to his family. The rest was spent on his comrades in the regiment and those outside who needed help. The military uniforms he wore were washed so much that the political commissar couldn't even see them anymore. He ordered him to throw them away before getting new ones. In terms of food, he could make do with them. It’s just okay. In the movie, there’s a scene where someone else eats dumplings and he eats dumpling skins.
"Hey, what are you two doing?"
At this time, Han Dazhi came out of the kitchen and saw the wine-filled chocolate in Liu Feng's hand.
The plastic paper is very bright, and it looks like it is used to wrap candy.
"Liu Feng, you are not honest. How can you enjoy the delicious food to yourself? Everyone who sees it has a share, and everyone who sees it has a share."
Not only did he lean in with a smile, he also raised his voice deliberately.
When Liu Feng saw what Han Dazhi noticed in his hand, regret flashed in his eyes: "Oh, these are the snacks I brought back from Beijing. I was thinking of giving them to..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Yue snatched the things from his hand and put them in his trouser pocket.
Han Dazhi's face suddenly dropped.
"Lin Yue, what are you doing? Didn't I hear Liu Feng say that this is to give everyone in the cooking class a taste..."
"roll!"
The word "go" confused Han Dazhi, because this had never happened before. He hadn't been like this before, so why did he seem to be a different person today?
If Liu Feng worked hard and never complained in the art troupe, then Lin Yue was a soft persimmon who could be pinched by anyone who wanted to. Now that he suddenly became hardened, could he not be surprised?
Han Dazhi said angrily: "What did you say? Tell me again."
Lin Yue ignored Liu Feng's eyes and looked at him coldly: "Don't you have ears? I'll let you go."
At the same time, people in the kitchen heard the argument outside and put down their work and came out.
"First you disobeyed the deputy squad leader's orders, and now you steal the gifts Liu Feng gave us, and you dare to curse others. Come and help me, brothers, and hold him down."
What's Han Dazhi's status in the cooking class? The deputy squad leader is from the same hometown, half a support worker, Lin Yue is just a partner, and the four and six are incompatible, the band is not wanted, and the dance team has no acquaintances. The only one who treats him well is Liu Feng. However, Liu Feng is good to everyone, and now he and Han Dazhi had a conflict. Who should he help? Who should he stand on? Do you still need to ask?
The three of them rushed forward, twisting their arms, pinching their necks, and pressing their heads.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes. This is an inevitable thing. The first time He Xiaoping was besieged by people in the dormitory in the movie, it was her fault first, but the women later Was it her fault when the soldiers suspected and attacked her when they found a sponge in her bra on the clothesline?
In this era, it does not mean that you can serve as a soldier just because you are willing to serve the country. The spots have to be competed for. The actors in the art troupe are civilian cadres and most of them are from well-off backgrounds. It is obvious that He Xiaoping is not from the same group as them, so she will naturally be targeted. Target.
Units like the art troupe often squeeze out new recruits. Why is the quality of its soldiers not as good as those of its grassroots companies? So at that time, how lucky it was to have a veteran or a fellow countryman who was a squad leader or platoon leader.
Lin Yue in this world is not so lucky, but compared to those in his hometown who can't even get a spot in the army, he is lucky.
"Hey, what are you doing? Han Dazhi, isn't it just a few pieces of chocolate? Is that all?"
After Liu Feng finished speaking, he said to Lin Yue: "You give each of them a piece, and I will buy it for you if you have the opportunity to go to Beijing."
Is it the chocolate? Only Huo Lei* simply thought that this was a conflict caused by a piece of wine-filled chocolate.
How could Lin Yue be bullied like this? Even if he knew that he would be punished if it reached the ears of the political commissar, he would not care about anything and beat him first.
He twisted his body to let the person twisting his arm, and then pushed his head forward, hitting the nose of the cook who was about to strangle him and causing blood to flow. Han Dazhi's hand grabbed his collar. At the same time, Lin Yue punched him in the face.
The one who just had a broken nose, Han Dazhi's injury was even more serious, one of his teeth was knocked out, and his mouth was full of blood.
Liu Feng was a little confused. He didn't expect that the guy who was usually described by Chen Can and the others as "not able to make a sound even with three kicks" would dare to fight back when facing Han Dazhi and the others. He didn't expect that this guy's attacks would be cruel, heavy and dark.
Sun Tao, the cook who twisted his arm, saw that Han Dazhi and Fu Zhuoran were blushing, and Tian Linggai couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He raised his foot and kicked Lin Yue in the chest.
Liu Feng suddenly woke up and quickly stepped forward to break up the fight.
"Don't fight, don't fight."
Unexpectedly, Lin Yue grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side. At the same time, he turned sideways and let his legs fly, and hooked his left foot underneath. Sun Tao lost his balance and leaned back.
Lin Yue raised his right leg and kicked Sun Tao in the ribs. The 160-pound dwarf flew out and smashed the pickle jars piled in the corner. The water inside flowed all over the floor. When the wind blew, the smell was a bit choking.
The female soldiers of the dance team arrived at the right time. Hao Shuwen and Lin Dingding witnessed with their own eyes the scene where three people from the cooking class were beaten to death and yet they were beaten to the ground.
"This Lin Yue is too cruel."
"How much hatred is there to beat someone like this?"
Fu Zhuoran's broken nose was relatively minor. Han Dazhi had a tooth knocked out and his face was as swollen as a pig's head. Sun Tao was even worse. Looking at him lying on the ground moaning, he might have broken his ribs.
How much hatred?
How many people are there in total in the art troupe? There are about a hundred people in the band, dance team, cooking class, props team, and costume team, and more than half of them know about his life in the cooking class.
Usually when he was serving food to others, he would get cold feet when others stared at him, and would either serve a few more pieces of meat or give him an extra egg or something. Yes, the cooking class guards the stove, but the daily portion is fixed and standardized, and the cooking class only starts to eat when the other teams are full. When everyone sees that there is no leftover food, If there were too many, they would sarcastically complain to him. Those who were squeezed out could only eat leftovers, which was better than rice scraps used to feed pigs and chickens, but the extent was also very limited.
Only Liu Feng, the lively person, would secretly stuff him some delicious food, and would help him move when he was doing heavy work.
The fact that things have developed like this can only be described as "making honest people anxious".
"Zhu Ke, hurry up, call the hygienist." Dolma from the dance team shouted.
The figure behind them shook, and the two people ran away.
Only then did Liu Feng react. He gave Lin Yue a hard pull, and asked angrily, "Why did you beat him like this?"
"They deserve it."
This is often the case. The more honest and obedient he behaves, the more he is bullied. In the past, Lin Yue had big personality problems. He was dismissed from the band and transferred to the cooking class, becoming the laughing stock of the entire art troupe. Thinking that you are a loser, in this state, it is strange that you can handle the people and things around you well.
"Lin Yue!"
At this time, there was a loud shout from behind the crowd, Lin Dingding pulled Hao Shuwen aside, and Wu Tonghan, the deputy squad leader of the cooking class, walked in with a smile on his face.
"I just left for a while and you started fighting. What do you call this? It's unorganized and has no records!"
Later, when Han Dazhi saw the savior coming, he covered the place where he was beaten and said: "Squad leader, look... look at what he beat us to...".
Because of the air leakage, my speech was a little slurred.
"Get out of the way."
Lin Yue didn't have the consciousness of a wrongdoer at all, and said to Wu Tong expressionlessly.
"What's your attitude? I'm your monitor."
"Get out!"
