Finally, the instructor shouted: "Students, what should you do if someone deliberately eats melons to seduce you in front of you during military training?"
Zhao Kewei yelled: "Report, beat him!"
Wang Hai is not far behind: "Report, go to the smoke and hit him!"
The instructor stepped back and blew the whistle: "Then what are you waiting for? Dismiss! Beep!!"
Before Chen Chu could escape, he was suppressed by Wang Hai and Zhao Kewei: "Damn!"
When the freshmen saw Wang Hai and the other two coming up, they thought he was the leader, so they also rushed up screaming: "Beat him to death! Hit him where the smoke is coming from!"
“Haha, you are not allowed to leave until there is smoke.”
Some seniors who were watching from the side sighed sadly: "These freshmen are really not afraid of death."
“It’s okay, classmate Chen Chu is actually quite easy to get along with.”
"That's true, but after all, we know something about him and we don't dare to make trouble with Chen Chu... unlike these freshmen, this is what we call newborn calves not afraid of tigers." A senior sighed. "
"You think they won't be afraid if they find out about Chen Chu?" Someone smiled with amusement.
Then others laughed too: "I think this is a good idea."
The freshmen just said they were here to teach Chen Chu a lesson, but in fact, many of them were knocked down on the lawn by Chen Chu, and they were left in a mess.
But I was really surprised at Chen Chu's strength, and then I was convinced. He could knock someone down when he caught him. No wonder he dared to come here to play with the freshmen.
This is really something you can do.
Then the jealous Chen Chu went over and slapped the junior instructor off. The instructor felt that he was too embarrassed to see others, so he directly put the hat on his face.
How could you forget that Chen Chu’s martial arts are also abnormal? During his military training at that time, he defeated all the bosses of a certain army and turned them into soldiers for training.
The instructor shut himself up for a while, then got up from the ground and ended the fun: "Beep! Assemble!"
“Keep training.”
The freshmen, all in a mess, their faces red with excitement, stood together, but they still cast curious and convinced glances at Chen Chu from time to time.
I thought about a dozen new students in a row, both men and women. This person's strength is really abnormal.
Many girls looked at Chen Chu a little strangely. The advocating for martial arts existed in all eras, but in modern times this kind of martial arts complex is much less common.
But the lack of it does not mean that there is none.
After a while, when the freshmen were eating, a lot of fun seniors came to these juniors out of kindness and said these words.
Sure enough, there are happy people everywhere, even in universities like Peking University.
The expressions of the students are like this: the expression of a dead pig with its mouth wide open.
"ah?"
I offended the school bully when I first arrived at school? Finished.
Then they saw two poor freshmen (Wang Hai and Zhao Ke were two) being dragged away by Chen Chu... Couldn't they be dragged to a corner and then do this, this, and that?
More scared.
This time the freshmen were honest and told the truth that they were afraid of being thrown down in the morning.～
Just when Chen Chu was forcibly watching the military training of Wang Hai and Wang Hai, at a hotel, Martinson recovered from the jet lag, put on the most formal attire, walked out of the room, and faced the receptionist. The officer said: "I want to see your leaders, please call them."
The reception service staff here are all the most professional and outstanding, and are proficient in almost all major languages in the world. Otherwise, they would not be assigned to this place to receive foreign personnel.
So after listening to Will's English, she leaned forward slightly, pointed to the jacket on her collar with a smile, and said in English as well: "Okay, Mr. Martinson, I have informed you, please wait a moment. "
Martinson nodded, suddenly worried that his hair was messed up and it would be inappropriate to meet the most distinguished guest of the Martinson family. So he asked the receptionist for a small mirror and looked at his hair carefully. .
Strive to be meticulous and look your best when meeting Chen Chu.
The receptionist next to him had his hands clasped in front of his belly, smiling and looking at her. He didn't take the initiative to speak, but he didn't move away either.
Martinson Weir looked at himself in the mirror and asked: "Hello, madam, what do you think of my current image? Is there anything wrong with it?"
The receptionist did not misunderstand what Martinson meant. She has a high emotional intelligence and would not make such a small mistake: "Mr. Martinson, your current image is perfect."
Martinson Weir was very happy: "Really? Thank you. I feel the same way."
"But I'm a little worried. Do you think it's appropriate for me to meet a distinguished guest like this?"
The receptionist looked at it carefully and then asked with a smile: "What kind of guests are Mr. Martinson planning to meet? I can recommend some attire for you."
Martinson said: "A... very young Chinese, he is still a college student, please recommend some clothes for me, thank you."
The service staff was stunned for a moment and looked at the person in front of him. He was the new Secretary of State of the Free State. Why did he want to meet a college student?
There are all kinds of speculations in my mind, which are unbelievable and incomprehensible.
But this did not delay her from recommending clothes for the foreign guests in front of her. She smiled and said: "Then in what capacity do you go to see him?
In the capacity of an international friend? Or is it your current status as the new minister of state? "
Martinson Weir asked doubtfully: "Is there any difference?"
“Yes, at least the dress should match one’s identity.”
Martinson Weir patted his forehead: "Sorry, I thought Dahua was different from our country. In my opinion, Dahua people...well."
He originally wanted to say that he was very hardworking and honest, but in the end he did not say this. Instead, he said: "The Chinese people are very humble and kind. I thought this place would be more tolerant of these things."
The service staff smiled and said: "Yes, Mr. Martinson, Chinese people are indeed kind, humble and tolerant, but we also ask for some courtesy things."
The country of etiquette is not something to talk about, especially externally. The five thousand years of civilization and etiquette in Dahua are the pride of the Chinese people.
Martinson Weir thanked: "Thank you, madam, you helped me solve my tangle."
“You’re welcome, sir.”
Slow but slightly fast footsteps came quickly, and one of the men who accompanied the people from the Free State in the morning came over. He asked politely: "Mr. Martinson, are you in any trouble?"
Martinson Will said: "I want to meet someone."
The man suddenly realized that in fact, he had been told long ago that as long as Martinson wanted to see anyone, he could accompany him there.
As a person who can accompany him to pick him up at the airport, his status is not ordinary. It is enough to accompany Martinson when traveling.
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. (End of chapter)