"Who are you talking about?"
"I'm not referring to anyone specifically, but I may have some opinions about Zhou Yunzhen."
"Why?"
Zhao Bensong started to apply eye drops, and he spoke eloquently, "Because he has a great body, and he has the magical powers of a barefoot immortal."
"I ran the 400-meter obstacle course barefoot without any problem. I didn't even breathe when I finished the run. It was so easy and effortless. No one can compare to him except him."
"But the one who can do it should work harder. Today he has to bear as much weight as the rest of us. Isn't it a bit unfair?"
Bai Lian Gong next to him couldn't see it and said, "You can't say that. The 400-meter obstacle race and the long-distance running with weights are not the same thing."
"The 400-meter obstacle race has a lot to do with a person's explosive power and impact. It is a short assault. No matter how long it is, it is only 400 meters."
"But 10 kilometers is a long-distance run, it's a full 10,000 meters."
"And it's not flat ground. It's upstream along a stream. It's a winding mountain road. Sometimes you even have to open roads. Plus, you have to carry a heavy load. It's far more difficult than a 400-meter obstacle course."
"If you encourage the instructor to torment Zhou Yunzhen and make him bear more weight, you will be held responsible if something goes wrong."
"Bai Lian Gong, I know that you and Zhou Yunzhen are close friends, but this is a place where you can have an affair? Instructor Dong doesn't have a clue yet? Will you be fooled? What are you talking about?"
Bai Lian Gong became angry, "Am I yelling blindly or are you yelling blindly? Don't you know that you've been planning to deal with Zhou Yunzhen all day long? What do you dislike about him? I think he is much more pleasing to the eye than you."
"Don't argue, especially in front of the instructor. It's so rude. I'm willing to add another cross-country race with a backpack. This is not a big deal to me." Zhou Yunzhen interjected.
"But Instructor Dong has prepared so many backpacks, how can there be any extra ones? If you say this again, aren't you going to embarrass the instructor?" Bai Lian Gong said angrily.
Zhao Bensong said angrily: "Do you still want a student like you to worry about this? It's really too much to worry about."
"Instructor Dong is naturally far-sighted and has thought of all this a long time ago. He will never fill the backpack with sand based on the number of people."
He deliberately gave Zhou Yunzhen a hammer, and also used an excuse to let everyone see that Dong Weimin could not get off the stage, killing two birds with one stone.
He concluded that Dong Weimin would not fill one more backpack, because it would take more than fifty people to fill more than fifty police backpacks with sand. It was actually very tiring for one person to fill more than fifty police backpacks with sand.
If there was one more person, the person would be almost tired and would lie down. Besides, there is no need. Dong Weimin would think that one person and one backpack is equal to a bowl of water.
He did not expect that he would make a big fuss about this "a bowl of water is balanced" and use it to cause trouble.
Hum, Zhou Yunzhen, you kid has no chance to show off now.
Huh, Dong Weimin, as an instructor, you are unfair in dealing with things, you don't hold a bowl of water in a balanced manner, you take sides, let's see who of these people will criticize you in the future?
Zhao Bensong felt proud, his words were impeccable, and the situation he had set was unsolvable.
Dong Weimin smiled coldly, what's the point of such a trivial skill?
He has eaten more salt than he has eaten rice.
He calmly said to Zhao Bensong: "Now go back to the cabin and take a look. If there is an extra backpack, that's all."
"If not, it means that I am unfair in my dealings. I apply one-size-fits-all approach and do not treat people differently. I am not fair in the bowl of water and favor one party."
Zhao Bensong ran over immediately, hum, I want to see if you can do magic? A changed person came out.
He didn't believe that Dong Weimin would prepare two backpacks for Zhou Yunzhen in advance.
Others wished they could throw away their backpacks, and no one would take the initiative to carry an extra backpack because it was too heavy.
If there is an extra backpack, it must have been prepared by Dong Weimin for Zhou Yunzhen.
Zhao Bensong rushed into the cabin and saw that all the backpacks on the ground had been taken away by these students, leaving no one left.
He was about to run back to see how Dong Weimin would smooth things over?
However, he was still cautious, fearing that if something went wrong, he would be the one who was embarrassed and laughed at, and he would not be able to hold back his face.
Zhao Bensong entered the small wooden house. The house smelled of old wood, was very old, and was still a little damp. Moss had grown where the water tank used to be.
This should have been a place where hunters originally rested at night, but it was later abandoned.
Dong Weimin is used as a temporary warehouse.
There is also a cabinet bed with almost peeling paint inside. It should be the hunter's locker and bed.
But the rotten mats on top were thrown away and fell to the ground.
Has anyone touched this antique-looking cabinet bed?
Is it Dong Weimin?
What did he put in this cabinet?
is this necessary?
Valuable things will not be placed here at all. Why put worthless things?
Could it be?
Zhao Bensong was stunned. Could it be that the backpack Dong Weimin prepared for Zhou Yunzhen was placed in this cabinet?
Dong Weimin knew that I would attack, so was he prepared in advance?
Zhao Bensong didn't believe it when he opened the cabinet and saw that there was indeed a backpack inside. Is this for Zhou Yun?
Zhao Bensong was stunned and confused.
It’s true, it’s me who can’t smooth things over now, what should I do?
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk out.
"How's it going? What's going on? Do you have your backpack?" Dong Weimin had a sarcastic smile on his face.
"This? This?" Zhao Bensong stammered, "I still didn't find the prepared backpack on the ground of the cabin."
"Where did you find the rucksack ready?"
Zhao Bensong smiled awkwardly, "I, I found a prepared backpack in the locker."
"Instructor Dong, check to see who hid the backpack in the cabinet. He is trying to escape the 10-kilometer cross-country race with heavy loads."
"Such lazy behavior must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others."
Dong Weimin looked ugly, "What I'm asking is, have you found the backpack? Don't go too far. Look, who doesn't have a backpack?"
"Who else has a rucksack on their back, except your own on the ground?"
"Me, me!" Zhao Bensong's face was red and he looked embarrassed. He was sweating all over his body and hurriedly picked up the backpack on the ground.
He originally wanted to change the subject for a moment to avoid making a fool of himself.
But Dong Weimin didn't follow his example and kept insisting on this issue.
Someone at the scene burst into laughter, and Zhao Bensong felt a little ashamed. He wished he could crawl into the cracks in the ground.
The reason why Dong Weimin selectively threw the police backpack filled with sand in the cabinet was to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to make trouble and criticize him.
He also wanted to observe and see if the other person was careful when searching, and then make an overall assessment of the person.
Judging from the current situation, this Zhao Bensong is causing trouble, has an impatient personality, and goes to some extremes.
It's just that his heart is still a little cautious, and he is not the kind of person who is purely reckless.
He seemed to dislike Zhou Yunzhen and was always in trouble.
Don’t know what unsolvable knot there is between them?
