Chapter 354 Zhao Weihong: I almost forgot about you. [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ] Zhao Weihong's words were actually a bit obscure. But he was not prepared to give any further explanation. Because actions and facts will be the best interpretation of Zhao Weihong's words! "Everyone, turn right!" Zhao Weihong just waved his hand and gave the order in an extremely excited tone. "Target, training ground, 10 kilometers at full speed!" "Those who can't hold on, please report and withdraw from the training team!" Under the gazes of Wang Hao and others who were as if they had seen a ghost, Zhao Weihong took the pre-prepared, extremely bright flag from Huang Xuefeng's hand. The golden words on the flag were like a bright sun, emitting an extremely dazzling light that was almost impossible to look directly at. 【New Training Team! 】
Zhao Weihong deliberately paused for a moment to take in the expressions of Wang Hao and others. "very good." "I am relieved that none of you chose to be a deserter!" "This is enough!" Holding the flag high in his hand, Zhao Weihong turned around first, no longer concealing his sharpness and edge that had once frightened countless people! "New Training Team, follow me!" "kill!" It was almost the same time that Zhao Weihong started running. The entire queue, more than a hundred third-year students, couldn't help but take a step forward and chase after the figure holding the military flag high. The fanatical eyes that Huang Xuefeng and Yang Shaowu looked at Zhao Weihong were filled with deep admiration and yearning! Clearly, a few hours ago, they were still on the verge of a fight with the third-year students, and neither of them was willing to submit to the other's "enemy." But when Zhao Weihong took the command position, all these contradictions, conflicts and resentments disappeared without a trace in an instant. Instead, Zhao Weihong has the ultimate authority over this team! Huang Xuefeng even found it a little bit difficult to understand. Zhao Weihong only said a few words, how could he make this group of arrogant third-year students accept his command willingly? This problem also troubled Wang Hao and others who were running. When they realized what they were doing, many of the third-year students in the queue wanted to slap themselves in the face immediately! Why are you so impulsive? Ten kilometers, still running at full speed! For Wang Hao and others, the ten-kilometer course is something they have never practiced or even heard of! They were all carrying makeshift backpacks, so it was difficult for them to walk ten kilometers safely with the backpacks on their backs, let alone run.
What's more, Zhao Weihong is the "enemy" of these third-year students! Why did we start training under the leadership of the "enemy" for no apparent reason? Was it Zhao Weihong's domineering behavior in sending away the "spectator crowd" just now that made them yearn for and feel good about her? Or was it because Zhao Weihong's actions of leading by example won their respect and obedience? Whatever it is, it doesn’t really matter. What’s important is that under the leadership of Zhao Weihong, more than one hundred third-year students, including Wang Hao, took the first step towards their “new life”! "kill!" Under the leadership of Zhao Weihong, a burst of shouts and cries of killing soon broke out in the queue, which were a little chaotic at first, but soon merged together and reached the sky! "Hehe, this brat." He withdrew his gaze from the window with great pride. Yan Wenyuan looked at the director of the school affairs department who was sweating profusely beside him. He first shook his head slightly, then picked up the teacup on the table that was still steaming. As if infected by Zhao Weihong's majestic aura, Yan Wenyuan drank the tea in the cup in a very heroic gulp, no longer showing his usual elegance and scholarly air. "Now you should know why I must let Wei Hong be in charge of this new training, right?" "Look, it's only been a few minutes." "Wei Hong took care of them until they were completely subdued." "Look at his spirit and energy, he is like a completely different person!" "I think it would be a waste of talent if this brat doesn't become a political cadre in the future!" "Hahahaha!" Yan Wenyuan's hearty laughter echoed repeatedly in the bright and clean office for a long time. To Yan Wenyuan, Zhao Weihong is like a treasure mine buried deep underground! Whenever Yan Wenyuan thought he understood the whole picture of the "mineral vein", Zhao Weihong always surprised him again and again in unexpected ways! Yan Wenyuan is already prepared to "strongly support" Zhao Weihong. If any of these third-year trainees who are participating in the new training dare to disobey Zhao Weihong's leadership, Yan Wenyuan doesn't mind standing up and arresting a few of those who dance happily as examples! Anyway, we already have Sun Li. Even if we persuade a few more to withdraw, it will only be a matter of adding a few more entries in the report! But now it seems that Yan Wenyuan was obviously worrying too much. Zhao Weihong didn't need his help at all, and he successfully took over the command of the entire team, allowing his will to be implemented! And throughout the whole process, Zhao Weihong performed very easily, as if all situations were under his control. He can be said to be a natural leader! It is hard to imagine that Zhao Weihong, who came from the countryside, could have such sophisticated leadership skills. All of this stems from Zhao Weihong’s accumulation in the 347th Regiment over the past two years! His sweat, his hard work, his struggle and dedication that only he could see, eventually turned into the confidence for Zhao Weihong to speak eloquently and make decisions in front of everyone! The long dragon-like queue has started running on the training ground. The slogan "One, Two, Three, Four" kept echoing above the training ground at this time when it should be lunch break. "headmaster." “I understand your painstaking efforts” The director of the school affairs department wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, suddenly took a step forward, and spoke cautiously to Yan Wenyuan. "But no matter what we say, there is still a gap between our university and the grassroots level." "The students' usual study and research tasks are very heavy. It is impossible for them to focus all their energy on cultivating military qualities like the grassroots."
"It's just the beginning, and Zhao Weihong has already done a 10-kilometer run. Isn't that too intense?" "If it delays my studies." "What's there to worry about?" Before the Dean of the Academic Affairs Department could finish his words, Yan Wenyuan frowned and retorted impatiently. "Although our school's scientific research tasks are indeed heavy, aren't most of them handled by graduate students?" "Besides, Wei Hong has already made it very clear that if you can't hold on, you can withdraw from the training team. I think that's reasonable!" "Since you want to pursue scientific research, don't even think about getting involved in leading troops. Let's keep things separate!" Seeing Yan Wenyuan looking like he had been "brainwashed" by Zhao Weihong, the director of the school affairs department sighed and seemed to want to say something. But Yan Wenyuan only used a few short sentences to put an end to this one-sided argument. "Don't mention these similar things again in the future!" "Since Wei Hong has been appointed as the instructor of the new training brigade, it is up to Wei Hong to arrange her daily training, life, and study plans." "I believe Wei Hong has an idea in mind!" Director of School Affairs: “.” "Yes" at the same time. Although the slogans on the training ground were still echoing, they no longer had the exciting momentum they had at the beginning. Instead, they were replaced by a tiredness and exhaustion that everyone could feel. The third-year students finally came to their senses at this time. They must have been "fooled" by Zhao Weihong It may not be appropriate to describe it as "swindling", but it can reflect their state of mind very directly. I was confused about the emergency assembly. I was confused about the blood boiling. I was confused about rushing to the training ground. Then I was confused about exhausting myself. It may be because I was infected by the "atmosphere" created by Zhao Weihong at the beginning. The third-year students performed above their level and ran the first three kilometers as fast as they could. Just when they thought they could finally take a break, Zhao Weihong's figure still holding the red flag high was a silent reminder to them. rest? Get some rest! I thought it was just the usual small-scale training? The ten-kilometer race has just begun. Isn’t it too early to think about taking a rest now? When they realized that there were still seven full kilometers waiting for them. This group of third-year students, who had almost exhausted all their energy in the initial sprint stage, despaired on the spot! In fact, they also understand that ten kilometers is definitely not the same as three kilometers, and they have to save energy and take it step by step. But the atmosphere that Zhao Weihong just created was so fucking intoxicating! The atmosphere has been set up here. If you don't sprint hard and give your all, it will always feel a little bit off. In particular, several third-year students in the queue who usually shouted "Resist Zhao Weihong and become masters again" behaved even more excessively. Damn it, these beasts are the fastest running! When the other third-year students saw this, they were filled with confusion. They thought to themselves, aren't you guys clamoring to "down with Zhao Weihong" every day? Why is he suddenly so excited at this time, following Zhao Weihong so actively? With a few people taking the lead, even if the others wanted to save energy and run slowly, they would not be able to slow down! soon.
This group of third-year students completed the first five-kilometer run after an emergency assembly in their lives. At this point, many people can no longer hold on. Their rapid breathing, dark red faces, and the smell of rust spreading in their throats all indicate that their physical strength has reached its limit. But it was beyond the expectations of everyone present except Zhao Weihong. Even though I was out of breath and exhausted, I couldn't wait to start resting. However, these third-year students, who were considered "useless" in the eyes of Huang Xuefeng and Yang Shaowu, did not even submit a report or ask to leave the team. It’s not that they don’t want to rest. But they don't want to be the first one to quit. If someone really shouted "Report" at this time. There would be no less than a dozen reports that followed. Although they all felt that Zhao Weihong’s initial “sermon” was annoying, they were even more reluctant to admit that they had the problems that Zhao Weihong emphasized. But these "sermons" still had an impact on them, causing them to involuntarily start thinking about whether they were qualified as a soldier. No, as a quasi-officer! The answer is obvious. Especially at this moment, there is a "benchmark" recognized by the whole school and even the whole army, running there in front of them. The contrast brought about by this comparison is even more obvious! Every junior student can comfort himself by saying that “there are inherent differences between people”. But this is definitely not a reason for them to give up their struggle and stop! The red flag is unfurled, and its sound is fluttering. Hearing the "rustling" sound, the third-year students remembered that Zhao Weihong was carrying a red flag on his shoulders, a red flag belonging to the entire training brigade! During the past five kilometers, Zhao Weihong held the red flag the entire time, and it did not tilt even a little bit! No encouragement or inspiration. Zhao Weihong remained silent but determined, holding the red flag and leading the way forward. But this kind of "silence" can have a more motivating effect than ten thousand light-hearted slogans! It turns out that leading a team in training is not just about watching others practice. It turns out that there are people who are really willing to give up their rest time and actually train with a group of people who have conflicts with them. It turns out that a real soldier should look like this! Many times, whether a request or regulation is reasonable in the eyes of others has little to do with its content. What's more important is whether the person who makes the request and the person who makes the rules can implement the regulations and requirements they set! It is obvious that Zhao Weihong can not only do it, but can do it better! It was also a ten-kilometer race, and Zhao Weihong not only ran with them, but also ran in the first position throughout the whole race, holding a red flag in his hand! No matter how much the third-year students were dissatisfied with Zhao Weihong, at this moment, they could only suppress it in their hearts! It was visible to the naked eye that the speed of the "winding dragon" had slowed down significantly. Although it was slow, no one stopped, and no one shouted to report! Again.
No matter what the reason is, those who can come to USTC must have had the ambitious dream of "defending the country" when they were young! One man and one horse, standing outside the country. There are enemies in front of you and people behind you! How magnificent! Those who have had such a dream, no matter what, do not want to become the kind of completely "failed" soldier as described by Zhao Weihong! In order to prove that they are not such a person, every third-year student is willing to risk their lives! He wished he could use all the holes on his body to breathe, and his steps became slower and heavier, but he just refused to stop! Many of the backpacks they had packed earlier had already fallen apart, so they could only hold their quilts in their hands and continue running in a panic! This undoubtedly adds extra burden to them. After all, running with a quilt on your back and running with a quilt in your arms are two completely different things. But compared with the red flag that Zhao Weihong always holds high, this "burden" is nothing at all, and they have no right to complain! But when this scene falls into the eyes of other people, it tastes different! "Good boy! He still has to be a living father!" After the lunch break, the freshmen looked at the juniors who were tortured to death by Zhao Weihong and looked as miserable as they could be, and they started to criticize them on the spot! "Hmph, let's see if they dare to act so arrogantly in the future!" "If you keep showing off, let your father take them and continue running with the blanket in his arms." "Come on, Dad! Let these juniors remember this for a long time." Facing the cold gaze from Zhao Weihong. The freshman who had just been beaming with joy shuddered and couldn't help but stop talking. But Zhao Weihong did not stop. But his plain words, without any emotion and sending chills down one's spine, were carried by the wind and into the ears of every freshman present. "I almost forgot about you guys." (End of this chapter)