The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 2 Yang Jinrong Says He Loves Oranges

"Put your things aside and stand still! Be alert!"

"I'm Sergeant Li Wensheng, the ACI of Class A, that is, the deputy head teacher."

"I'm Gao Huijun, the police chief, the CI of class A, and the head teacher."

"I'm Qi Weiran, the chief of the police station, and I'm the CI of Class B. If students in Class B have any problems, they can also contact me besides ACI."

"I'm the range sergeant, Qu Mingchang, and I'm in charge of all the range training."

"In PTS, wherever you see the instructor, you must salute, call sir or madam, I will send each of you a police number later, if you stay in the police force, this number will follow your lifetime."

"Do you know what three sentences you say the most in PTS, yes, sir; no, sir and sorry, sir!"

Above, Li Wensheng, the person who brought them here, kept admonishing him. Zhou Yu had a bad premonition, and it was soon verified that he was assigned to class A, and this black face also Will be his deputy class teacher in the future.

After the training, they were assigned a dormitory, with 12 people in a dormitory and 36 people in a class, exactly two rooms for men and one room for women.

"You have half an hour to pack your things, and you will meet downstairs in half an hour, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

Li Wensheng with a big black face walked towards the girls' dormitory with his baton between his hands.

Zhou Yu occupied a bed near the door. He was educated by military TV dramas since he was a child, and he didn't know what kind of hospitality process here in Xiangjiang. be quick.

He took off his backpack and was about to pack his things when a handsome classmate came over.

"I want this position." The man said with a blank face, with a touch of arrogance and naturalness in his tone, then he also put his bag on the bed, stopped looking at Zhou Yu, and pulled it away Zip up and want to start organizing.

Originally relaxed because of the departure of the black-faced god, the relaxed atmosphere that had just started with the noise of the crowd quieted down again. The movements of everyone's hands were stagnant, and they looked over.

Zhou Yu was a little taken aback, and then laughed angrily, where is the paralyzed face?If the words were more polite, he would have given in, but now he put down the bag first, and the man on the other side wanted to go over so tough, why?
As a man who has been in a demand war with Party A for a long time, and Party A is speechless and has withdrawn all kinds of unreasonable demands, he directly turned back.

"You are very sick, who are you? If you buy the school, no one will stop you if you want to sleep in the public toilet."

The paralyzed face did not answer directly, but continued to do what he was doing, and asked very calmly: "I want to be a policeman because studying is no longer a challenge for me. You come to be a policeman because you can't even enter the threshold of university. go?"

Zhou Yu listened to the faint tone of the speech with a paralyzed face, but it was full of arrogance. He stretched out his left hand decisively, held his backpack, and replied with a smile: "Primary school students, it's more important than grades. I take the duck egg exam and that's mine too." However, to enter the police academy, it seems that enough points are enough, and there is no difference between exceeding 1 point and full marks in the exam."

With a paralyzed face, he straightened up, adjusted his glasses, and looked straight at Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu didn't show any weakness, and looked back.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Clap clap."

The 30-year-old man he had seen clapped his hands, "Brothers, we will be brothers who scoop food out of a pot from now on. Please introduce yourself. I am the oldest here. I will come first. My name is Pang Shide. 37 years old."

"Macmin, 21."

"Chen Yongren, 22."

"Hey, brother, it's your turn."

A flying orange hit Zhou Yu's bed and bounced a few times.

"Yang Jinrong, 21."

"Zhou Yu, 20."

Oh hoo, no wonder, so proud, he remembered that Yang Jinrong was ranked first in grades every year, according to the mainland, he was the kind of child from someone else's family since he was a child, but so what?
"Oh, Zhou Lang."

"Hahaha~"

Zhou Yu could tell that the students wanted to ease the atmosphere, so such a stalemate is not a problem. The instructor only gave me half an hour. On the first day of school, fighting is definitely not allowed. If this is expelled, it will really be over. , not so.

After thinking for a while, he said, "The grades are good, let's compare. Whoever wins the bed belongs to him."

Yang Jinrong raised his eyebrows: "Okay, how do you compare?"

Zhou Yu picked up the orange and twirled it in his hand, "When you become a policeman, you should follow the police's method. Just compare it with this orange. Orange smashes oranges. Brother Pang, is there any more oranges?"

"Yes." Pang Shide threw another orange over, Zhou Yu caught it, and looked at Yang Jinrong with a questioning look.

"it is good."

Zhou Yu took out the brushing cup and put it upside down on the bed, and put an orange on top of the cup: "Two wins in three rounds, one point will be scored for dropping the orange, and the orange falling off the cup will not be counted. win."

"Ah," he added, "Too much force will cause points to be deducted, so we have to take care of the food."

"it is good."

"The method I mentioned, the distance is up to you."

Yang Jinrong walked about two meters silently, Wei Wei threw it with a fake move to find the feeling, and then threw it out decisively.

Boom!
Darla.

Yang Jinrong hit the cup with his first shot, the orange fell, and the cup fell to the ground. He was not upset, but raised his eyebrows and stood aside.

Zhou Yu picked up the cup of oranges, rearranged them, stood where Yang Jinrong was standing just now, slightly adjusted the angle of his wrist, and tried twice before throwing the oranges.

boom.

There was a light clashing sound of oranges and oranges, but the cup was not poured!
Zhou Yu smiled: "It's your turn."

Yang Jinrong stared blankly for a few seconds, then walked forward silently, picked up the oranges and cups on the ground and put them on the bed.I stuffed back the few clothes I had taken out, walked to the spare bed with my bag in hand, and started to tidy up.

"Isn't it better?"

"It's me who lost, so what else."

The tone is still light, with a little arrogance, even if he loses, he looks like a king.

Zhou Yu shrugged his shoulders, put the clothes in the locker next to the bed, and tidy up quickly.

There were few things, and he quickly finished packing. He raised the orange in his hand and said to Pang Shide, "Thank you." Then he ate directly, watching Chen Yongren and Yang Jinrong from the corner of his eye while eating.

It is undeniable that the two of them are the only three handsome people in this group. Chen Yongren has a melancholic temperament, while Yang Jinrong is even more cold and cool all the time. Zhou Yu focused on observing Chen Yongren. Now, apart from saying something when I reported my name, there is nothing else, and I am very shy.

As if the smell of oranges floating in the air reminded him of something, Yang Jinrong stopped his hands and walked over again, looking at Zhou Yu: "Can you give me another orange?"

Interrogative sentences, not affirmative sentences, actually want to eat oranges. Is this to turn grief and anger into appetite?But it doesn't matter, Zhou Yu gave him the remaining orange in a big way.

"I'll win it back."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Yang Jinrong held the orange in his hand, as if holding the dignity of a king, and placed the orange on the bedside table very solemnly.

(End of this chapter)