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20, you pressed my hair

In the afternoon, there will be formal military training. Military training is actually a link where accidents are more likely to occur. Heat stroke, anemia, and girls need special care when visiting relatives. Unexpectedly, the second class of public administration also had a dispute due to hair problems.

There is a boy named Zhu Chenglong who has long hair that can almost cover his ears. Experienced instructors would not care about such a trivial matter. However, the instructor leading the training this year is a young man.

The instructor criticized Zhu Chenglong twice. Zhu Chenglong was unconvinced and thought that the instructor didn't say a word, so why do you care about me, so he contradicted him.

The young instructor felt that Zhu Chenglong was challenging his authority. He angrily found a pair of scissors and said that he would personally cut off Zhu Chenglong's hair.

Chen Hansheng was not at the scene when the incident occurred. He and Yang Shichao went to a convenience store to buy cigarettes. When they came back, an argument had already broken out.

The classmates in the class had never experienced this kind of thing. They were either looking at it stupidly, or they were standing by Zhu Chenglong's side with the same hatred and hatred. Seeing the tense getting louder and louder, Hu Linyu was about to report to the class teacher and the instructor's superiors, but he happened to bump into it.

Chen Hansheng arrived back.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Chen Hansheng asked.

Hu Linyu briefly explained the matter, and when he was about to leave, Chen Hansheng stretched out his hand to stop him. Yang Shichao, a young man, thought that Chen Hansheng was teasing women, so he also stretched out his hand and blocked Hu Linyu's way.

"Chen Hansheng, now is not the time for joking, get out of the way quickly."

Hu Linyu said anxiously.

"You know how to deal with it, report it to Lao Guo and the instructor's superiors, maybe Zhu Chenglong and the instructor will be punished, and this matter should be dealt with behind closed doors."

Chen Hansheng dropped these words, squeezed into the crowd and shouted: "What are you doing?"

The instructor took a look and saw that the student who was speaking was wearing a military training uniform, tall, with a cigarette in his mouth, looking like a ruffian.

"Who are you?" the instructor asked with a frown.

Chen Hansheng threw away the cigarette butt. It was obvious that the instructor was disgusted with smoking. Since he was here to solve the problem, he could not let the two sides have conflicting emotions.

"Hello, instructor, my name is Chen Hansheng, a student in Class 2 of Public Administration."

Chen Hansheng first identified himself, and then said: "I would like to make a suggestion, can we put down the scissors before speaking, so as not to accidentally poke myself or others."

Although the instructor did not mean to hurt anyone, it is inevitable for people to lose control of their emotions when they are angry. The tooth mark on Chen's arm is still there. Who would have thought that it was Xiao Rongyu's bite.

The instructor had a strong sense of self-esteem and glanced at Chen Hansheng coldly: "You are not allowed to have long hair in military training. I want to shave your heads!"

Zhu Chenglong is such a shameless person. Probably the most valuable part of his body is his hair. When he heard this, he became angry: "I won't cut it, what can you do to me?"

"It's so noisy, can you shut up first?"

Chen Hansheng turned his head and cursed Zhu Chenglong rudely.

Zhu Chenglong was very proud of Chen Hansheng and kept his head silent.

Firstly, it was because Chen Hansheng treated them to dinner, which was considered a favor. Secondly, Chen Hansheng's style was obviously that of a "social person". Zhu Chenglong was not necessarily afraid of the instructors, but he was a little frightened by Chen Hansheng, who drank well and spoke with a wild tone.

Seeing that Zhu Chenglong calmed down, Chen Hansheng continued to persuade the instructor, but this time his words had a bit more flavor.

"Instructor, you are invited by the school to help us train physically and mentally. You have your own tasks and responsibilities. If the chief sees you holding scissors, what will he think?"

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he pointed his finger at the instructor's superior not far away.

The instructor was stunned after hearing this. He was indeed not calm just now. If the leader saw this scene, he would definitely be criticized.

However, he didn't hand the scissors to Chen Hansheng, and silently put them in his pocket.

Chen Hansheng nodded. It doesn't matter where you put it, as long as you don't hold it in your hands. Things are slowly calming down, because both Zhu Chenglong and the instructor have concerns. All that's left is to explain the rationality of "long hair."

Of course Chen Hansheng supports growing long hair. First of all, he does not have a flat head. Secondly, Shen Youchu also has long black hair hidden under a hat.

Later, after the two became a couple, Shen Youchu said shyly when they were laughing: "You are pressing down on my hair." This sounded so beautiful.

Chen Hansheng was thinking about things that were beyond his control, but he told the instructor sternly: "You said you are not allowed to have long hair, but which law or regulation says that college students must have a buzz cut during military training?"

"If there are regulations written in black and white, I, Chen Hansheng, promise to be the first to implement them!"

Chen Hansheng took off his hat, revealing his neatly slicked-back hairstyle.

The instructor choked for a moment. In fact, there was no explicit rule. Originally, he just said a few words to the students in order to show his authority.

When Chen Hansheng saw that the instructor was silent, he suddenly softened his attitude and said in a consultative tone: "Instructor, do you think this is okay? We all hide our hair during military training to ensure that it does not affect the appearance and uniformity. What do you think?"

Until then, the instructor, who had been keeping a straight face, slowly relaxed. Chen Hansheng walked up to Zhu Chenglong while the iron was hot and whispered: "Jackie, go and apologize to the instructor and let this matter go away."

"Why should I go? I'm not the one causing trouble." Zhu Chenglong was unhappy.

Facing Zhu Chenglong, Chen Hansheng's attitude was much more casual: "You have so many stupid problems. What should I do if the instructor makes our class wear small shoes during military training? Besides, you don't have to be too sincere. It's enough for everyone to look good."

Hearing this, Zhu Chenglong hesitated, then walked over and said perfunctorily: "Instructor, I'm sorry."

Chen Hansheng turned his attention to the instructor. He had already achieved this level, and he had gained face. He should also understand the seriousness of the matter. Normal people know how to choose.

Sure enough, after the instructor was silent for a while, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Class 2, Public Administration, Department of Humanities and Social Sciences, all line up to start military training!"

This sound means that the matter has been officially revealed, the dispute has been eliminated, and everyone's long hair has been saved.

"Chen Hansheng!"

However, just when Chen Hansheng was about to return to the team, the instructor suddenly called him.

"You smoked during military training, which is against school regulations. You will be punished by running 10 laps on the playground!"

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Chen Hansheng turned his head in surprise, thinking that these instructors are too small-minded. Damn, if you don't punish Zhu Chenglong, why punish me?

However, if Chen Hansheng continues to resist, the instructor's face will definitely be swept away to Nantianmen, and I don't know what else will happen.

"Running ten laps can calm the instructor's anger and continue to maintain his dignity and maintain the stability of the class's military training. It's not a loss!"

Chen Hansheng weighed it in his mind and decided to accept it. Of course, he didn't want to run away by himself.

"Report to the instructor, I reported that Yang Shichao also smoked just now, can you give him 5 laps evenly?"

When Yang Shichao heard that Chen Hansheng was going to be punished, he was making playful faces in the team. When he heard this sentence, he was instantly stunned.

"no!"

The instructor objected: "Yang Shichao is out of line, so you will also be punished for 10 laps.

On the hot and windless playground, two boys in military training uniforms were running sweating profusely.

"You damn Chen Hansheng, why did you drag me down?"

"I'm so bored alone. I'll treat you to a bottle of soda for dinner."

"I don't drink soda, I want to drink Red Bull!"
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