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Chapter 28: Are you going to take action? [Please read! Please give me a monthly ticket!]

Chapter 29 Are you going to take action? [Please read! Please give me a monthly ticket!]

"report!"

"Class monitor, did you pass this time?"

Faced with the nervous and expectant eyes, Shi Jidong finally put down the stopwatch in his hand.

"Ah."

"Great!"

Zhang Biao and his friends completely ignored the fact that they were still wearing fashionable outfits and danced excitedly, jumping three feet high.

It’s finally done!

Zhao Weihong did not join in their carnival, but walked over to Quan Shiqian, who was sitting on the ground with a look of relief, and pulled him up.

"Relax and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Didn't you say that we are all comrades in the same class? We have to help each other."

Quan Shiqian was slightly stunned, then nodded heavily.

"You look pretty good."

"You're jumping and dancing all the time, it seems like you're not tired at all, right?"

"Especially you, Zhang Biao. I remember you are from Northeast China?"

"Look at what you did just now. What, are you going to take action?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Biao and others who had been dancing with joy just now immediately stopped.

Each one of them looked like a frightened hedgehog, huddled pitifully in the corner.

I'm already honest, please let me go.

In fact, according to Shi Jidong's personality, based on Zhang Biao and the others' performance just now, he would definitely force them to practice for two more rounds.

You can be happy and excited after the training, but you can’t relax your requirements on yourself, and you can’t get carried away and make a fuss in the dormitory like you’re performing a shaman act.

But after all, these new recruits have just arrived at the camp, and there are still a lot of things they need to do.

In view of this aspect, Shi Jidong secretly took note of them and planned to find a reason to settle the score with them later!

"Give you fifteen minutes to rest."

"In fifteen minutes, I will teach you how to fold the quilt!"

"Disband!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong felt as if infinite power surged in his heart, and he was full of energy!

I can finally gain proficiency!

"Pfft."

Under the almost admiring gazes of the new recruits, Shi Jidong threw his military blanket, the cotton of which had already been exposed, onto the ground that had just been wiped clean by Zhao Weihong.

"Come closer and take a closer look."

"Write down the process for me first."

As he spoke, Shi Jidong spread the quilt flat on the ground and stuck his butt out to demonstrate to the new recruits how to fold a military quilt.

Many people in later generations, even some soldiers, believed that if a military blanket was to be turned into a "tofu block", there was only one way to fold it.

But in fact, there are two ways to make tofu cubes.

The way to distinguish them is the so-called "three-fold" and "four-fold."

The three-fold folding method is relatively simple, while the four-fold folding method is relatively beautiful, and there are no zipper marks on the side of the quilt that are exposed when the three-fold quilt is folded.

The two folding methods each have their own advantages.

For example, what Shi Jidong is teaching Zhao Weihong and others now is how to fold a three-fold quilt.

"You should have felt it just now. Nothing is trivial in the army."

"Even something you are used to, like getting dressed, has its own rules and regulations, not to mention folding the quilt."

"Let me ask you, before coming to the army, did any of you fold your own quilts every day?"

After he finished speaking, among the new recruits, only Zhao Weihong raised his hand.

But this does not mean that Zhao Weihong is diligent.

It’s mainly due to the pressure of life.

Zhao Weihong has been studying in the county and has no choice but to live in the school dormitory.

If you don’t fold your own quilt, who else can you rely on?

"Humph."

Shi Jidong did not praise Zhao Weihong, but sneered and spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

"What a bunch of young masters."

"It's okay, I will teach you." After leaving behind such a meaningful sentence, Shi Jidong finally got to the point.

"If you want to fold the quilt properly, there are four key points."

"Press, fold, cut, and repair."

“Every step must be taken carefully”

Shi Jidong spoke very carefully and his actions were very serious, and there was even a hint of sacredness in his every move.

Zhao Weihong and the others were also infected by this atmosphere. They dared not breathe, held their breath and stood on tiptoe, engraving every move of Shi Jidong deeply in their hearts.

In the small dormitory, a ceremony called "inheritance" is currently taking place.

The starting point of the military career of countless people and even countless generals began with small things like folding quilts under the leadership of squad leaders.

Some people may think that folding the quilt is useless and just a formality.

But it is precisely these small things, like folding quilts, that bring together the "inheritance" and the gains at the spiritual and will levels in the process of folding quilts.

This is the background and foundation of this army that has been passed down to this day and is known as the "People's Army"!

Soon, a piece of tofu full of Shi Jidong's personal characteristics and traces of time was freshly baked under the eyes of a group of recruits.

It is straight and flat, with sharp edges and corners, and it is pleasing to the eye just at a glance.

"Do you see clearly?"

Shi Jidong tilted his head and looked at the new recruits, thinking to himself, why don't you guys praise me?

Could you have some insight?

“I see clearly.”

"Squad leader. Awesome!"

"Squad leader, when can we fold a standard military blanket like you?"

"Yeah, if I could fold a quilt like this, my mother would probably give it to me as a gift!"

"My mom too!"

"Okay, stop aiming too high."

Having successfully gained the admiration of the new recruits, Shi Jidong stood up from the ground contentedly. His solemn and steady look suddenly faded away, and he once again returned to his usual cynical and nonchalant appearance.

"Actually, those moves I made just now, the buckling and trimming and so on, are of no use to you."

Ok?

Upon hearing this, the recruits' eyes widened, wondering what kind of nonsense is this?

If it's useless, what are you demonstrating to us?

“If the foundation is not solid, the earth will shake.”

"Although if you want to fold the quilt properly, there is a saying that 'three parts folding, seven parts trimming'."

"But for you new recruits, the most important thing is to compact the quilt first, and then think about folding and repairing it."

"Look at your quilts. Do you think you can fold them like mine?"

Hearing this, Zhao Weihong immediately looked at the military blanket she had just received and found that it was indeed as Shi Jidong said.

His quilt is very different from Shi Jidong's quilt.

The most intuitive manifestation is in thickness.

The quilts that the new recruits got were all fluffy new quilts. They looked bulging, and even if they were folded into tofu blocks, they would not have as smooth a surface as Shi Jidong's.

"Squad leader, what do you mean?"

"Pressure?"

Listening to Zhao Weihong's tentative guess, Shi Jidong cast an admiring look at Zhao Weihong for the first time.

Good understanding!

"That's right! Just press!"

"Didn't I just tell you?"

"The first key to folding a quilt is to press it!"

Having said that, Shi Jidong pointed to the window, or to be precise, to the thermos and stainless steel cup on the window.

"Go get two kettles of boiling water and use stainless steel cups to press down your quilts!"

"When the quilt is flattened and compacted, then we can consider folding it!"

"Yes!"

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