Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 930 The food is no longer attractive to you?
"Aqiu—Aqiu—"

Yan Beiyue, who was washing clothes in the backyard, sneezed twice in a row, and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

You don't need to think about it, it's probably the female soldiers of the art troupe scolding yourself!
"Okay, let's go eat~"

Yan Beiyue dried the clothes, sent the basin back to the dormitory, locked the door with the key, and saw her comrades coming out of the bathroom.

"Mingyue, let's go to the cafeteria together later." Rabbit waved at her, "I'll send the basin back!"

In the next second, eight pots were stuffed into the rabbit's arms one by one.

"Let's go, Mingyue, let's eat." The eagle said with a smile.

Yan Beiyue looked at the rabbit whose face was covered by the basin, and laughed out loud.

She trotted over and heard the rabbit howling and asking, "Why is it me again?!"

"Nonsense, you think chocolate is free?" Eagle scolded with a smile, and then a few people walked towards the cafeteria very shamelessly, leaving behind the wailing rabbit to quickly send the basin back to the dormitory.

The cafeteria is lively today, and they heard singing before they entered the door.

Sun Haolin's face turned dark instantly.

Yan Beiyue also sighed.

Do you still have the strength to sing before eating?
That's really not tiring.

The last time she sang military songs before meals was during military training in college.

after that……

Why don't you hurry up and eat? !

Several people looked at each other, and finally cast their eyes on Sun Haolin's face.

The same sentence was written in their eyes: Boss, when can you get people away?We like quiet!
They are really annoying, although it is a good thing to have girls with them, and these girls are also very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

But the problem is, they have their own daily training every day, and they have to train that group of recruits.

I'm so tired all day, and I can fall asleep after touching the pillow at night, who is in the mood to see a girl!
Sun Haolin gave them a reassuring look, as if to say: Don't worry, I'm here.

After seeing Sun Haolin's eyes, several people felt relieved, restored their smiles and entered the cafeteria.

"Hey, you guys are finally willing to come here," Old Feng snorted softly when he saw them coming in, "I thought my kitchen couldn't attract you anymore! I don't even look at what time it is! "

Sun Haolin laughed twice: "Old Feng, what are you eating today?"

"What to eat?" Lao Feng stared, "Boiled noodles!"

"what?"

Several people were stunned, never expecting that Lao Feng, who has always loved cooking, would cook them such a decent lunch.

Because of the intensive training of the special forces, their food and drink have very careful nutritional standards. Lao Feng has always been conscientious and never dealt with it, but what happened today?

"Old Feng, don't tell me, I'm already starving to death after extra training in the morning, and I can't get enough noodles!" Eagle said with a bitter face.

Old Feng stared and waved the spoon in his hand: "Nonsense! Who of you told me that there are so many people here? Do you know what it means to be clever? You let me cook, but you give me food!"

As he said that, he looked at Yan Beiyue again: "There's another one who ruins things!"

Yan Beiyue shrunk her neck guiltily, she thought of the pork ribs that had been sieved in the morning.

Emma, ​​what a crime...

Yan Beiyue was guilty of self-care, and everyone else looked at Sun Haolin in unison.

Boss, you committed a crime!Why do you have to choose today to give Mingyue a confidence shooting training!
You have to choose meat!
Why don't you take the leaves of the cabbage to make sense of it?

Sun Haolin's expression was even more embarrassing.

How did he know that things were so coincidental!
It's too late for him to regret it now!
Fortunately, the boiled noodles mentioned by Lao Feng are not really boiled noodles.

At least... There are two meatballs the size of quail eggs, a few green vegetables and a poached egg on the surface.

Not to mention that they are hungry, even the female soldiers of the art troupe are full of complaints.

While complaining about the simple and unpalatable food, they left more than half of the bowl of noodles, and some ate the few green vegetables.

This looks like...

Old Feng was so angry that he dragged Sun Haolin aside, and asked the same question more than a dozen times——

"When are they leaving?!! Can I stop bringing them food next time?!!!"

After lunch is a one-hour lunch break, of course, this is only theoretical.

The eagle took a few people to train the recruits, and Yan Beiyue followed Sun Haolin to the command room to check the recruits' physical condition.

Because she was not full, Yan Beiyue took a small biscuit and ate while recording data.

Sun Haolin sat next to her and read a book, throwing a biscuit into his mouth from time to time.

"Moon."

Sun Haolin suddenly spoke.

Yan Beiyue's hands trembled, and her heart started beating again.

Did he mean to talk about trusting shooting?

Yan Beiyue sat up straight unconsciously, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Boss, you...give me some time."

"Ah?" Sun Haolin was taken aback for a moment, then he pointed to the empty biscuit box, "I want you to go and get something to eat, I'm hungry."

"Uh... Boss, you scared me to death." Yan Beiyue let out a long sigh of relief, took out another bag of biscuits from his pocket and handed it to Sun Haolin.

Sun Haolin was not polite either, he took it apart and ate it, and asked while eating, "How about the eight qualities?"

Yan Beiyue nodded: "Well, according to the data of the past few days, the improvement of cardiopulmonary function is very good, especially on the 12th and 18th."

That No. 12, with the help of his comrades in arms, managed to survive until now, which is really not easy to say.

For a long time before he recovered, every training session was carried out by No. 18, who was rescued by him, on his back.

Both are great.

"Nonsense." Sun Haolin curled his lips and looked up at the end of the electronic screen - No. 156.

He looked at it for a while, then pulled Yan Beiyue's notebook to look carefully, and frowned suspiciously: "Where's your own?"

Yan Beiyue was taken aback: "Why should I remember mine?"

Sun Haolin gave her a pair of supercilious eyes: "Nonsense."

"..."

Always said what she said was nonsense, and always asked her...

Boss, this is your fault!
Yan Beiyue shrugged, took the notebook and turned over a page and said, "I've seen my own data, and my cardiopulmonary function is much better than before."

Sun Haolin nodded, finally relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and cast his eyes on the page again.

Yan Beiyue glanced at the time, then stood up and said, "Boss, I'm going to change the dressing on number 12."

No. 12's foot injury hasn't fully healed yet, with such a big blood hole, and he hasn't had a good rest, the recovery time has been delayed again and again.

"Yes." Sun Haolin responded, and casually ordered, "Ride slowly."

"Okay!" Yan Beiyue responded, took the notebook and left, but bumped into a person at the door.

(End of this chapter)