He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"Why is life so miserable? Why didn't we make an appearance on TV first before catching that bastard Ma Yunfei? We missed such a good opportunity."

"It's over, it's over, I'll never be a celebrity in this lifetime."

Li Erniu also looked envious.

"I never expected Brother Zhuang to be so capable. If I had known, I would have tried to get a role too, even a villainous one."

He Chenguang was taken aback when he heard this. "Erniu, you still dream of becoming an actor? Didn't you originally want to be a chef?"

Li Erniu scratched his head and chuckled foolishly.

"I can play a chef in a TV series! That's killing two birds with one stone! Once it's on TV, Cuifen and I will watch it together, and she'll definitely like me even more. People in the village will definitely come to my house to block my door and ask for my autograph. Just thinking about it is exciting!"

Seeing Li Erniu's simple and honest smile, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but tease him.

"A truly great person must have dreams. What's the difference between a life without dreams and a salted fish?"

Zhang Beixing thumped his chest and guaranteed, "Next time Xiao Zhuang has a filming project, I'll recommend you as an investor to play a rich second-generation heir surrounded by bikini-clad beauties every day!"

"No, no, I don't want to be taken advantage of." Li Erniu shook his head like a rattle-drum. "My Cuifen will skin me alive!"

Song Kaifei chuckled and rubbed his hands together with a sly, cheeky grin.

"Hey captain, can you help me get a role too? You can even seduce me!"

"roll."

"Okay, sure."

"Don't forget me, Zhang Ge!"

Seeing that there was a chance, Wang Yanbing shamelessly joined in as well.

Even the usually serious He Chenguang had a bright smile on his face. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was quite clear.

Zhang Beixing sighed softly.

"I can see now that while I'm out there fighting and killing, you guys at home have been really bored lately."

"Get ready, I'm going to inspect your quarters early tomorrow morning!"

At that moment, a loud bugle call rang out and echoed throughout the base camp.

—Beep...beep, beep beep beep!

Lights out.

Zhang Beixing shouted, "Go to bed!"

"Yes!!"

The guys on the upper bunk nimbly rolled onto their beds, neatly spread out their blankets, and fell fast asleep.

The rhythmic snoring echoed and rolled through the dormitory.

Listening to the familiar snoring of his brothers, Zhang Beixing, who had hardly had a moment of peace since enlisting and had been constantly on the move carrying out various difficult missions at home and abroad, gradually drifted off into a sweet dream.

The next morning, a rooster kept in the courtyard sounded at the same time as the reveille, just as perfectly in sync.

A strict biological clock is deeply ingrained in the team members' bones.

As the rooster crowed, the team members quickly got up and efficiently tidied their beds and belongings.

After washing up, I also need to tidy up the entire dormitory. My schedule is packed, so I have to hurry.

He Chenguang woke up in bed and turned to look at Zhang Beixing's bed.

The bed was empty, with only a copy of "An Introduction to the Mechanisms of the Spring and Autumn Period" with a bookmark on the bedside table. It was easy to guess that Zhang Beixing had gotten up early and gone for his morning run.

This also gave them ample time to organize.

"Hurry up! Pilots, stop dawdling, fold the blankets and everyone hurry up and wash up," He Chenguang called out.

Each person quickly folded their blankets into neat squares, smoothed out the bedding without a single wrinkle, grabbed a washbasin from under the bed, and ran to the bathroom.

Wang Yanbing also rolled off the bed, grabbed the dawdling Song Kaifei, and rushed outside.

"Hey, slow down, slow down! I'm still missing one sock!"

In the bathroom, the faucet was running, and the clear water flowed into the yellow basin.

The four people stood in a row, with military green towels draped around their necks, and the toothbrushes in their hands made a neat, rhythmic swishing sound.

After cleaning their teeth, the four of them almost simultaneously drank water and rinsed their mouths, tilting their heads back and making gurgling sounds in their throats.

"puff!"

After washing their hands and wiping their faces, the entire washing process took less than five minutes, and everyone immediately ran back to their dormitories.

Before the team leader returned, I picked up a broom and mop and began tidying up the house in the early morning.

When Zhang Beixing returned from his daily 10-kilometer morning run without fail, the four of them were already lined up neatly, heads held high and chests out, looking very confident, just waiting for him to conduct a housekeeping inspection.

Zhang Beixing glanced at the confident and smug faces of the group with a half-smile. The group immediately straightened their backs even more, like javelins standing against the wind.

His scrutinizing gaze slowly moved from the corners of He Chenguang's, Wang Yanbing's, Li Erniu's, and Song Kaifei's mouths in turn, before settling on each person's hands, not even sparing their hair.

The military strictly prohibits the "three longs"—long beards, long hair, and long fingernails.

At the same time, the "three hands" are strictly prohibited: hands behind the back, hands in sleeves, and hands in pockets.

This is military discipline.

In addition, there are "three postures"—standing posture, walking posture, and sitting posture, which are the postures of soldiers.

The cultivation of good military bearing and behavioral habits starts with these small details.

Having found nothing wrong with them, Zhang Beixing's gaze left the group and first fell on the quilt.

Finally, we add "straight lines" and "squares".

The basic requirement for walking in a straight line is to walk in a straight line and keep your body upright.

The square shape is easy to understand; the quilt should be folded into a standard tofu block every morning.

Smooth and even.

In the words of the new recruit platoon leader, "A fly landing on it would have to do the splits!"

Everyone's bed was very neat and tidy, with no problems whatsoever.

Seeing that the captain couldn't find any fault, the group all wore smug smiles.

Hehe, now we can't just try to make them do grueling training during the holidays, can we?

However, they were really overthinking it.

Zhang Beixing chuckled, and as if by magic, produced two gloves, put them on, and squatted down in the gap between each person's bed, reaching out to take a look.

When I took them out again, the gloves were covered in dust.

He Chenguang and the others were immediately dumbfounded.

Song Kaifei's veins bulged. "Holy crap, you can do this? Even a three-month basic training camp wouldn't be this outrageous."

A triumphant smile appeared on Zhang Beixing's lips.

"Don't give me this useless nonsense, I've already told you all this."

"Iron discipline starts with the details of daily life," Zhang Beixing admonished. "I know you didn't pay attention to these things during special training, and you've gotten used to being lax."

"I'm not blaming you, I'm just reminding you of something you need to pay attention to in the future—details, every single detail. Without the habit of paying attention to details, you'll definitely die on the battlefield! Do you understand?"

"You didn't want to tidy up your room? Fine, let's start your grueling training right now!"

"Let's start with a 10-kilometer cross-country run," Zhang Beixing shouted.

"Oh my god!"

"It's absolutely impossible to defend against!"

The dormitory was suddenly filled with pig-like screams.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a soldier appeared outside and saluted.

"Hello, is Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Beixing here?"

Zhang Beixing turned around at the sound of the voice, "That's me." "Here's a letter for you, please sign for it."

Zhang Beixing took it with suspicion, thanked the soldier, and he turned and left.

Song Kaifei curiously gathered around, and Zhang Beixing opened the envelope, looked at the red invitation with gold foil, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hey, what's this? It looks pretty formal." Song Kaifei asked cheekily, "Is your dad getting married?"

Zhang Beixing rolled his eyes in annoyance, opened the invitation and glanced at it; the others stared wide-eyed.

"Well, you guys are lucky today."

Wang Yanbing read the contents of the invitation letter with a sense of wonder.

"Dear Mr. Zhang Beixing, hello!"

"Black Berets Culture Media invites you to attend the 'The Last Bullet Is for Me' celebration event held today."

"The venue is the conference center on the first floor of Linglong Building. Xiao Zhuang cordially invites you to attend."

Song Kaifei, who was standing to the side, sighed deeply for a long time.

"It's a celebration party, there will definitely be a lot of media reporters there, it might even make the news."

Zhang Beixing snapped the invitation away.

"What does this have to do with you? Stay home and train properly."

After saying that, Zhang Bei walked to the cabinet, changed into casual clothes, and strode out of the dormitory amidst envious glances.

"Hey Zhang Yingying, are you free today? I'll take you somewhere fun."

Outside, Zhang Beixing's voice could be heard making a phone call.

The members of the Red Cell team, led by Song Kaifei, immediately looked at him with disdain.

Bah! They have no humanity when it comes to the opposite sex!
Upon hearing Zhang Beixing's invitation to attend the TV series' celebration event, Zhang Yingying immediately became very busy.

She took off her military uniform, changed into a white ceremonial dress, and then put on a brown fur coat.

Even with the frantic help of her comrades, she put on light makeup, using eyeshadow, foundation, lipstick, and curling iron to dress up in a grand manner.

When Zhang Yingying appeared before Zhang Beixing, she seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, her entire demeanor radiating a unique and captivating charm.

Its elegance is subtly tinged with a lively and beautiful charm, making it irresistible at first sight.

Zhang Beixing couldn't help but smile knowingly, somewhat mesmerized.

Indeed, there are no ugly women in the world, only lazy women. Moreover, Zhang Yingying is a beauty herself. With just a little dressing up, she can easily outshine countless actresses on screen.

"Let's go."

Zhang Yingying stepped forward gracefully and naturally took Zhang Beixing's arm.

The handsome man and beautiful woman walked hand in hand, attracting countless envious glances.

As they stepped out of the military outpost, the two sentries gasped in shock.

"Class monitor, I want to fall in love."

"Shut up! The class monitor doesn't even have a girlfriend yet, what's the rush for you!"

Outside the military region gate, Zhang Yingying glanced sideways and asked, "How are we going to get there? Should we take a taxi? But it's not easy to get a taxi here in the military region."

Zhang Beixing said, "Xiao Zhuang said he'd come pick us up. Let's wait a bit, so as not to disappoint him."

"Okay, sure." Zhang Yingying nodded obediently.

……

On a bustling city avenue, a Mercedes-Benz G-Class is speeding along.

Xiao Zhuang, dressed in a formal suit, was driving and holding the steering wheel. He was on the road at the moment.

My good buddy, Fatty Shao, called, and I answered via Bluetooth.

"Hey, Fatty, what's up?"

Fatty Shao's voice came through the phone.

"Do you remember when the director of EANLININA invited you to discuss film investment?"

"I remember, so what?"

"What else?" Fatty Shao asked anxiously. "Where are you right now? People are getting impatient!"

“I didn’t say I was going,” Xiao Zhuang said matter-of-factly. “I made an appointment with Zhang Beixing. Let’s ask the director to reschedule.”

"Ouch!" Fatty Shao groaned, "You really are my boss!"

"I'm not that old," Xiao Zhuang said with a smile. "I could barely agree to let your son call me grandpa."

Fatty Shao said irritably, "Did I owe you something in my past life?"

"No one can disrupt my schedule. This is a good habit I developed when I joined the army ten years ago."

"But you're no longer a soldier!"

"Who said that?"

Xiao Zhuang glanced smugly at the back seat of his car, where a military uniform was always kept.

"I have good news for you. I'm now a reserve major in the Wolf Fang Brigade."

Fatty Shao felt a toothache: "Fine, Major, you're awesome. So you were just deliberately trying to leave him hanging, weren't you?"

"Nonsense, who told that old guy to act all high and mighty? Did he think this was China?" Xiao Zhuang laughed dismissively. "Alright, that's enough, I'm driving."

"You absolutely cannot be late for the celebration party at ten o'clock, the media are all waiting!"

"Don't worry about it."

Fatty Shao hung up the phone, cursing under his breath.

Xiao Zhuang had driven this road from the city to the Southeast Military Region base countless times and knew it very well. Soon, he arrived as promised.

The car stopped outside, and Xiao Zhuang poked his head out of the car window and laughed.

"Wow, you two are truly the most beautiful sight in our military region!"

Zhang Beixing nodded in deep agreement and gave a thumbs up.

"Yes, you have good taste!"

Xiao Zhuang waved his hand dismissively, laughing and cursing, "What the hell? Get in the car!"

"This is a celebration party for the TV series; you, as the investor, absolutely must be there!"

Zhang Beixing shook his head: "I'm not the kind of person who likes to show off. You just focus on being the star of your celebration party. Just remember to transfer the money you earned to my account. I just want to bring my lovely girlfriend along for a free meal."

"Okay." Xiao Zhuang nodded and smiled helplessly, "Handsome guy and beautiful lady, hurry up and get in the car, or we'll be late."

"Let's go, my little girlfriend."

“I’m a month older than you…” Zhang Yingying murmured softly.

Zhang Beixing laughed shamelessly and said, "Hehe, it doesn't matter. You still have to call me 'brother' when the time comes."

Zhang Yingying asked, puzzled, "When?"

Zhang Beixing blinked, and Zhang Yingying spat, "You bastard, you're up to no good again."

"Food and sex are human nature."

Zhang Yingying blushed slightly, and led by Zhang Beixing, the two quickly got into the car and left.

Xiao Zhuang stepped on the gas, and the car sped away.

……

Linglong Building!

At the main entrance of the lobby on the first floor, there was a huge TV series poster. Underneath the poster, countless reporters swarmed in, blocking the area and waiting anxiously.

Besides reporters, hundreds of book fans, each holding a novel, eagerly awaited the event near the security cordon set up outside. (End of Chapter)