Zhang Jidong felt a little embarrassed, and his sister was really right, so what was the truth to tell me.

Perhaps Zhang Jidong was not only talented as a monk, but also had the talent of a chef. He could not learn anything else. He could really read the cooking skills several times. The monk was sensitive to the five senses and taste was naturally not bad. He was indeed a good material for being a chef.

Chinese cooking skills are generally related to the way of health preservation, and the way of health preservation is also related to the way of cultivation, so cooking skills may be thought of by some monk with a boring life.

Zhang Jidong didn't think it was embarrassing to be a cook, but he didn't know that the old Taoist and Luo Chengxuan were so angry that they were about to jump out and beat people. Fortunately, the situation of these two people, Zhang Jidong, was a bit strange, and the time and space they were in was different from theirs. If Zhang Jidong was forced to practice according to their way, I'm afraid that Zhang Jidong would not be able to persist in the end.

Lao Taoist and Luo Chengxuan have long discovered that this era seems to be the end of Taoism. So far, they have not found any or any Taoist practitioner. It is impossible to let Zhang Jidong practice Taoism in such an era without any flexibility and practice alone.

The two siblings went to the town middle school the next day. The school uniforms were issued. Zhang Jidong's clothes were a bit too big, and Zhang Jidong complained about his sister a little.

When reporting the size of the clothes, Zhang Jiling asked Zhang Jidong to report the size one size one, saying that he could wear it for one more year. As a result, Zhang Jiling's report the size one size one size one, but Zhang Jiling's own just fits it. You say it's annoying. Zhang Jidong even wanted to give his sister a bad luck talisman without saying a word. However, the consequences of this bad luck talisman are uncontrollable. If the sister loses arms and has few legs, it will be a big trouble.

The instructor invited soldiers from regular troops stationed in the county. Nowadays, soldiers are not very old, and they are about twenty years old.

The instructor in Zhang Jidong's class is Wang Fuqiang. A very tall man from Northeast China has a very loud voice. He shouted loudly as soon as he met: "I have a bad temper, you'd better be obedient, otherwise you'll be nice."

The classmates in Zhang Jidong's class were all frightened by this rough man and were silent.

The short man standing next to Zhang Jidong whispered: "It's so unlucky. My neighbor also told me that military training is more fun than sports. This is not fun, it's a life-threatening one."

Zhang Jidong remembers that the little man's name is Zhang Huachun. Why did Zhang Huachun stand next to Zhang Jidong? Because Zhang Jidong's figure is also short in the class. The children in this town have done nothing since they were young, and they are taller than the other. Zhang Jidong was originally of average height in elementary school, but when he arrived in this class, he was short.

Zhang Jidong looked back at the person who was more than 1.7 meters tall in the back row, muttering in his heart, what brand of feed can you eat? It can grow so long.

The tall man named Yang Zaiyun, his family has good genes, and his parents are both tall. He has been ahead of others in height since kindergarten. Standing in Zhang Jidong's team, he stands out. Many instructors are not as tall as him.

The most interesting thing is that when he first arrived in the class, the little Zhang Huachun thought Yang Zaiyun was whose parents, so he caught someone calling him uncle. He was tall and took advantage of his seniority.

As soon as Zhang Huachun spoke, he was heard by Wang Fuqiang's Shunfeng's ear: "Who was talking just now? Stand up!"

Zhang Huachun stood up honestly: "It's me."

"You should say that it is me who reported to the platoon leader." Wang Fu said in a powerful voice.

Zhang Huachun had no choice but to say: "I'm reporting to the platoon leader."

"You haven't eaten? Can you shout louder? I have bad ears." Wang Fuqiang said.

Zhang Jidong laughed, isn’t this nonsense? He heard Zhang Huachun’s voice just now, but now he said he can’t hear it.

"Who is laughing? Who is laughing?" Wang Fuqiang pointed at Zhang Jidong and said, "You, leave."

Zhang Jidong had to stand up with his teeth and stood up, feeling a little worried, this guy wouldn't hit people, right? Unfortunately, I haven't practiced my kung fu yet. It's all my master can't teach me, so I'm still worried about it.

"What did you laugh at just now? What's so funny?" Wang Fuqiang asked.

"Report to the platoon leader, I suddenly remembered that I saw a mouse stealing eggs yesterday, and suddenly I found it funny." Zhang Jidong said.

"Nonsense, how can a mouse steal eggs?" Wang Fuqiang was suddenly deviated by Zhang Jidong's words.

"Report to the platoon leader, two mice stole eggs, one mouse hugged the eggs, the other mouse bit the mouse's tail and dragged it forward. Drag it into the hole and rolled it straight in." Zhang Jidong said.

"Nothing nonsense. You just violated discipline and went to work with the little one to support twenty tigers." Wang Fuqiang said.

Zhang Jidong glanced at Wang Fuqiang and knew that he wouldn't make up stories for you. It would be a waste of time to make you happy. Zhang Jidong didn't care much about the twenty tigers, and it wouldn't be difficult for him at all.

The little Zhang Huachun was a little frowning. He was okay in studying, but his sports were completely useless.

"My neighbor really made me suffer. He said that the instructor dared not make us too tired because if something happens to the students now, the school cannot take responsibility. I will pretend to be in a coma later." Zhang Huachun said with his ear close to Zhang Jidong this time.

"Don't whisper, do it quickly!" Wang Fuqiang said.

"It's raining, it's going to rain soon. If it's raining, there's no need to do military training." Zhang Huachun said with a sad face. He struggled to complete a very unstandard tiger support. Wang Fuqiang didn't even let Zhang Huachun rework.

At this moment, a dark cloud suddenly gathered in the sky. The dark cloud appeared a little abruptly. It was originally very clear just now, with cloudlessness, but in just a short while, a dark cloud floated in the sky.

"My mother! It won't rain, right?" Wang Fuqiang looked up at the strange clouds in the sky.

The dark cloud suddenly lit up, and a silver snake jumped out of the dark cloud.

Boom!

Wang Fuqiang hid to the side, and a lightning bolt hit Wang Fuqiang's feet.

"Oh my God!" Wang Fuqiang was scared twice, his legs were a little weak, and he couldn't stand straight.

Hurry!

The downpour of rain poured out from the dark clouds, directly pouring Zhang Jidong's whole class into a chicken. Wang Fuqiang's clothes were also soaked.

"Students, everyone's clothes are wet. In order to avoid getting sick, you should go back and change clothes as soon as possible. The clothes you changed should be dried." Wang Fuqiang wiped his face with his hand, wiped the water droplets on his face, and swung it casually, and the water drops on his hands flew in the air.

Zhang Huachun pulled Zhang Jidong's hand: "Today I curse the rain, don't tell anyone."

Zhang Jidong looked at Zhang Huachun for some reason. Is this related to him? Could it be that my spell has not worked?

[Thanks to midnight dreams, Wuming Wu Tian and other friends for their rewards and support!]
Chapter completed!