I Am the President of the University

　　 The military training of Guanghua University is still going on, but the next few days will change very much!

　　 The conditions of the three military training regiments have been greatly improved. Not only have mobile toilets and mobile bathrooms been added, but also the diet has also been greatly improved. Every lunch has a big drumstick!

　　 There is pure milk for breakfast and yogurt for dinner! Some students were worried about whether they would have to pay more. When they asked the counselor, they said that the school paid the money, which caught the hearts of many students.

　　 Although the daily training is very tiring, everyone no longer resents the school. After all, every bit of what the school does is let them watch.

　　 On the fourth day of military training, the daily training plan was changed.

　　 In the morning, I still practice military posture, forward movement, and formation, but in the afternoon I change to tactical training.

The content of 　　 training is to lie down, crawl forward, crawl in a low posture, and crawl sideways.

　　 Tired is more tired than before, but everyone finds it more interesting.

　　 When the training was in the afternoon, the instructor suddenly said: "Who wants to fight a creeping punch?"

　　 The Mandarin of this instructor is not standard, and the people below all understand the wrong meaning.

　　 "Fuhuquan?" Weng Mingliang's eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his hand, unable to suppress excitedly and shouted:

　　 "Report, instructor, I want to punch!"

　　 "A Liang, why are you raising your hand?" Zhang Shaobin next to him looked confused and whispered.

　　 "Shaobin, are you stupid? You don't need to practice military posture for boxing!" Weng Mingliang answered patiently when he asked the comrades beside him.

　　 In his opinion, practicing boxing = not standing in the military posture.

　　 Fuhu Fist? It doesn't matter what punch it has, it doesn't matter whether it can punch or stand in military posture!

　　 As for Zhang Shaobin, who majored in materials engineering, he gradually got acquainted with him because the queue was right beside him.

　　 The benefits of military training can not only enhance exercise, but also quickly increase friendship with roommates and classmates.

　　 "What? Can I really not stand in the military posture?"

　　 Hearing Weng Mingliang's words, Zhang Shaobin's body trembled, and the fat on his body shook directly. He also raised his hand quickly and shouted loudly: "Report, instructor, I will also participate!"

　　 The conversation between Weng Mingliang and Zhang Shaobing listened to the nearby boys, including Li Qiubai, everyone immediately participated in the registration.

　　 The instructor looked surprised, now college students are so enlightened?

　　 "Very good, all the students who signed up will stay."

　　Except for Weng Mingliang, the eleven and two people stayed looking at each other, and everyone else went to the cafeteria to eat.

　　 The instructor smiled, and the white teeth were particularly conspicuous at this moment.

　　 "Unexpectedly, our 3 battalions have so many conscious people in a row, very good. Now let's go and join the battalion commander."

　　 Li Qiubai felt bad, followed the instructor and asked: "Instructor, what is the convergence?"

　　 The instructor glanced at him inexplicably, and replied: "Of course it's punching!"

　　 "Isn't it supposed to be punching tomorrow?" When he said this, Li Qiubai's heart was already sinking.

　　 "What do you think? Because of the discussions between your principal and Director Zhang, the daily schedule is full now. You must practice more as a performing phalanx."

　　 "Add training?"

　　 More than a dozen people were dumbfounded, and the look in Weng Mingliang's eyes began to be wrong.

　　 Emotional punching ≠ not standing in military posture, but punching = standing military posture + extra tasks!

　　 Soon, they met other boys from the other three camps, and after meeting, an instructor specially gave them some training.

　　 And it was not a creeping fist, nor a fuhu fist, but a capture fist!

　　 Sixteen styles and thirty strokes, tortured them to death!

　　……

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　　 Room 606, Teaching Building, School of Engineering and Technology, Guanghua University.

　　 "Elbow, have you modeled it?"

"All right."

　　 "No, it's only an hour, how did you finish modeling..."

　　 "One hour? Well, it took a long time... it should be 50 minutes next time."

　　 "……"

　　 "……"

　　 "Old Zheng's programming level is not bad. The question is Zhang Lei, can you write the paper faster?"

　　 "hhhh"

　　 "……"

　　 Before Chen Hao walked into the classroom, he heard the discussion inside.

　　 opened the door, Lu Zhou and Zhu Chen were all there.

　　 The three of them worked together to do the test questions, while Zhu Chen was sitting on the other side typing codes with his laptop.

　　 Seeing Chen Hao's entry, Lu Zhou (Zheng Tianyu, Zhang Lei, Zhu Chen) greeted: "Principal."

　　 Chen Hao smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, you continue."

　　 then waved to Zhu Chen, and the two came to the corridor outside the classroom.

　　 Chen Hao asked: "How is the training these days?"

　　 I want to say that what he cares most at present is of course the digital-analog competition, which is related to the completion of the task. As for other military training, photon screens, and optical cores, they are not as important as this.

Zhu Chen did not hesitate, and directly replied: "Lu Zhou has a solid mathematical foundation and no problem in modeling. Zheng Tianyu's programming ability is also pretty good, but it needs to be strengthened, but... Zhang Lei has not written a paper. It’s more troublesome to teach the basics."

　　 Facing Zhu Chen's words, Chen Hao fell into deep thought.

When 　　 just entered the classroom, he checked the attribute values ​​of the next three.

　　 Lu Zhou’s mathematical attributes have been upgraded from 75/96 to 78/96.

　　 Zheng Tianyu’s programming attributes have also increased from 73 to 75.

Only Zhang Lei’s scientific research increased from 50 points to 53 points, which seems to have improved a lot, but the problem is that the other two have reached more than 70, and the ability to improve slowly ~www.wuxiahere.com~ The ability is easy to improve in the early stage, and the more difficult it becomes later. .

　　 Zhang Lei’s 50-plus attributes are too low!

　　 Before the game, he must get 65 at least, otherwise he will be dragged down, which he absolutely does not allow.

　　 Zhu Chen watched Chen Hao silently, thinking that he was worried about this digital simulation contest, and said comfortingly:

　　 "President, don't worry, there are still ten days to go. I will train them well. It is not a big problem to win the first prize in the national competition."

　　 "National One?" Chen Hao shook his head when he listened, but he used two props for the reward of the previous task, and the first prize of the national competition was at a loss!

　　 Chen Hao said firmly: "If you want to take it, take the Higher Education Club Cup!"

　　 Zhu Chen scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Higher Education Club... but Zhang Lei's place..."

　　 "When Zhang Lei is there, I will help him, and you will be responsible for the other two." Chen Hao's mouth raised, and he had to force him to play in person.

　　 Zhang Lei in the classroom next to him suddenly sneezed.

　　 Then he looked up and saw Director Zhu and the principal walking in.

　　 "Xiao Zhang, come, move this table aside."

　　 "Huh? Oh..." Zhang Lei was taken aback, followed Chen Hao to move the table he was sitting on, and moved it directly to the wall.

　　 Zhang Lei was completely dazed by all this, and asked puzzledly: "Principal, how can I discuss with them like this."

　　 "You don't need to train with them in the future."

　　 Just when Zhang Lei thought he was sad to be kicked out of the team, Chen Hao's next sentence sounded.

　　 "From today...No, from now on, I will give you special training for the devil!"

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