Volume 4 Chapter 2 The Idle Chiefs
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Xiao Peng's pen is like flying, a chivalrous line is like flowing water in one go, Xiao Peng's book is both large and small, combined with collection and release, dense and decent, and the shade is blended, and it has obtained the true essence of the book.
This is normal, the ability to exchange the main god is based on his peak state, just like the book in Xiao Peng's ability to exchange qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the book is based on Wang Xizhi.
After writing the last word, Xiao Peng lifted the pen, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to put the brush back on the pen stand, but the anxious voice of Commissar Zeng came from the side, "Don't put the pen...... Write the payment, the payment, and write the payment. ā
"Uh......" Xiao Peng rolled his eyes speechlessly, he is not a famous calligrapher, write a Mao's signature, but since it was requested by the political commissar, Xiao Peng still waved his pen honestly, and wrote on the left "I have rewarded Comrade Ming Political Commissar, and Xiao Peng is a gift on the afternoon day of the first month of the Wuzi year."
After writing the inscription, this character is considered to be completed, Zeng Political Commissar's eyes lit up one word at a time, and his mouth sighed in admiration, "Good words, good words! Xiao Peng, if you develop in the calligraphy world, you will become a famous artist in the future, this character, I am afraid that it will be sky-high at that time! Hahahaha......
Political Commissar Zeng laughed happily, and suddenly changed his tone and said: "Xiao Peng, it looks like he is about to go down, how about it? Are you interested in working in the organs of the Youth League Headquarters? When the time comes, we will have a good exchange." ā
"Ga?" Xiao Peng looked confused, this is the two of you? That's where cultural people stay, but we are people who want to be the king of soldiers, how can we go there? Hurriedly said to the political commissar seriously: "Report to the political commissar, my goal is to be a soldier in the front-line army, and I don't want to do civilian work." ā
When Political Commissar Zeng heard this, his eyes flashed, and he said in a harmonious voice: "Eh, whether it is a front-line soldier or a civilian in an organ, it is all to serve the country, don't you hear that the revolution does not distinguish between high and low, but the division of labor is different!"
Xiao Peng happened to catch the glint in the eyes of the political commissar, and his mind turned back slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and said: "Comrade political commissar, you don't have to test me anymore, my dream has always been to become a soldier king, when the master taught me to write, but because I was young at that time, I was impetuous, and in order to hone my temperament, I was forced to write, and calligraphy and painting have never been my real hobby." ā
"And Comrade Political Commissar is not really obsessed with calligraphy and painting, right? Maybe it's just some hobbies, I can see that Comrade Political Commissar is an iron-blooded soldier with hills and valleys in his chest, if it is placed in the Anti-Japanese War period, it must be a Confucian general like Mr. Zhu, Marshal Liu, and General Chen. ā
Political Commissar Zeng looked at Xiao Peng fixedly for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahahaha...... Good boy, you can see it, but I'm not as good as you say, hahaha, I really didn't look away, you didn't disappoint me. ā
After speaking, Political Commissar Zeng patted Xiao Peng and said: "Do you know, if you really promise me to work in the agency, then you will be like that in the army, and you will be a clerk at most in the future, now it seems that ...... Your future is limitless. ā
"Huh. Xiao Peng touched the back of his head and smirked: "The political commissar has won the award, I will work hard." ā
"Hello Captain. ā
A greeting from Company Commander Zou suddenly came from the door, which made Xiao Peng stunned, what is the situation? The big leaders are visiting one after another, and the top party and government leaders have not left yet, and the top military leaders are here again, are these leaders collectively idle? Come to have fun with this new recruit? My clothes haven't been washed yet!
Ahem, of course Xiao Peng wouldn't really think so, this was naturally Xiao Peng's slightly arrogant complaint.
The head of the regiment, Wang Zhenglian, walked towards the door of the club with a captain, and glanced at the two people standing guard at the door in surprise, "What are you two doing with pestles?
"Yes, the head of the regiment, the political commissar is receiving Xiao Peng. The commissar's guard stood up and saluted, and replied with a glance.
"Oh?" Captain Wang nodded with interest, and walked straight to the club, the captain behind him looked at Zou Guoqing at the door, his eyes flashed, he didn't know what he was thinking, and walked into the club behind the head of the regiment.
"Yo, Lao Wang, why are you here too?" Political Commissar Zeng looked at the head of the Wang regiment who entered the door and asked with a smile.
Commander Wang is a tall, heroic middle-aged man, with a resolute and iron-blooded face on the face of the Quartet country, this is a pure soldier, "It's nothing, let's take a look at our regiment, a recruit who is both civil and military, well, this word was written by Xiao Peng, right? ā
Head Wang looked at the words on the table, nodded, and looked at Xiao Peng with a casual thumbs up. The political commissar gave him a blank look, slightly dissatisfied with his indifferent expression.
"Hello Captain. Xiao Peng put his feet together, raised his hand and saluted, and his movements were crisp and neat.
"Well, hello. Head Wang returned the salute, with a smile on his tough face, "It's time to rest, don't be so formal, just be casual." ā
"Here we go again. Xiao Peng rolled his eyes in his heart and symbolically relaxed a little again.
"Xiao Peng, the political commissar is here to get ink with you, and I am here to discuss martial arts with you, let's talk about it, what kind of famous marksmanship is you playing in the Spring Festival Gala?"
Hearing Commander Wang's question, the political commissar also looked at Xiao Peng with interest, and the captain who followed behind Commander Wang stared at Xiao Peng with burning eyes, he was sitting behind Zhao Chenghai, the commander of the reconnaissance battalion, the company commander named Yang Yuan, he was the commander of the first company of the reconnaissance battalion, and he also had another identity, that is, the 51st generation of the Yang family gun.
"Uh......" Xiao Peng was slightly stunned, and after a turn in his mind, he replied: "That is my master's family heirloom spearmanship, called 'Hong Family Deadly Throat Lock', I don't know the specifics, my master didn't tell me in detail, I don't have any talent for gunsmithing, I just learned the routine, I haven't studied it intensively." ā
"The Hong family's deadly throat gun?" "Head Wang glanced at Xiao Peng suspiciously, turned his head to Yang Yuan behind him and asked, "Is there anyone surnamed Hong in the family who is good at spearmanship?"
Yang Yuan frowned and lowered his head in thought, and said hesitantly: "There is a Hong family who is good at guns and sticks, but their weapons are sticks! It's just that the sticks they use are single-headed sticks, and in terms of moves, they are three-point sticks and seven-point guns, but this is not the same as the lockthroat gun! Maybe Xiao Peng's master is another branch of the Hong family!"
Seeing this, Regiment Commander Wang nodded, didn't say more, turned to Xiao Peng, and said, "Xiao Peng! The recruits are about to leave the company this month, you see that I still need a guard, are you interested in coming to me as a guard?"
Yang Yuan, who was behind Commander Wang, was nervous when he heard this, it was bad, the regiment commander's guards, that was basically equivalent to the regiment commander's henchmen, if he wanted to be promoted or transferred to a non-commissioned officer in the future, it was not a matter of the regiment commander's words?
The guards before the regiment commander went to the military academy for further study because of Tigan, so the position was vacated, and such a big benefit, no fool would refuse it! But in this way, there is nothing wrong with me? Yang Yuan looked at Xiao Peng nervously.
"Hey, no wonder you guy is so active, it turned out that you paid attention to this, I said that you have a guard platoon, don't you just transfer one over? Why do you have to be Xiao Peng? Besides, Xiao Peng's ideal is to take the special forces test and be the king of soldiers!"
Commander Wang listened to the words of the political commissar and turned to Xiao Peng, waiting for his answer.