Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 264, the situation of the four young masters (one more)
"Report the instructor!" exclaimed a grumpy young man.
The training ground was quiet, and everyone looked at the first team in unison.
Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly, walked to a group, glanced at the epaulette of the young man and said, "Captain, please speak."
The youth said loudly, "I remember, this Feng Cheng's result last night was the seventh from the bottom, one hour and twenty minutes behind the minimum standard time, may I ask...why did he appear here? Why was he graded? Join our team!"
Other members of the team nodded in agreement, they were all elite.
Although I don't know exactly what the training is about, since it is a team, it must be meaningful. Being graded into a guy with a failing grade is likely to be a drag on their grades.
The most important thing is that they worked so hard to get the qualifications to stay, this guy is not qualified to stand with them.
Leng Sa tilted his head slightly, smiled and said, "Well, there were only one hundred and seventy-nine qualified last night. I don't think it's very good to team up, so I took one from the eliminated ones."
It's true, she doesn't oppress the qualified elites by operating in the dark.
Of course, even if there were exactly one hundred and eighty, she would have to get one hundred and eighty-one.
"..." That should also be extended to one place after the pass line, instead of finding a penultimate one to replace it, right? This reason obviously does not convince the general public.
Leng Sa lazily said, "Other people have other arrangements, so they can only be drawn from the back as substitutes. What's wrong? You elites can only team up with elites? Then on the battlefield, there are no elite comrades-in-arms. You won't fight anymore?"
"Instructor, this is not fair to us!" someone pointed out angrily.
Leng Sa didn't care, "Oh, five of the top ten finishers last night were in your first team. If you still think it's unfair, what about others?"
The people in the first team had nothing to say, clapped their hands coldly and said: "Okay, this is the situation with the team. If you are not satisfied, just hold it for me. But don't worry, the team will change from time to time. You will not always be on the same team. If you want to change your teammates, you will work hard, and your future performance will determine what kind of teammates you will have. Understand?"
"Understood!" The crowd responded in unison, and the training ground was roaring loudly.
Leng Sa rubbed his ears in disgust, "Just understand, let the instructor announce your daily training subjects for the next month."
An assistant instructor stepped forward to announce everyone's daily training subjects for the past month, and many people couldn't help crying in their hearts.
This amount of training has more than tripled what it was originally in the army. The training that was originally easy for these elites to achieve, now has to work hard.
Leng Sa didn't care about the mourning eyes and the mourning in his heart, and waved his hand happily to indicate that the training could begin.
On the training ground, the elites are fighting desperately to the death.
At the edge of the training ground, Leng Sa sat lazily in the car and drank ice-cold sour plum soup. Although Dujun Fu said that he would ask her to help with the training, it was impossible for her to be in charge of everything alone. There were only six assistant instructors, all of whom were masters in the military with unique skills.
It's just that he is relatively older and can no longer participate in these young people's competitions.
In the first month, I didn't plan to really teach them any skills, so Leng Sa arranged all physical training and two hours of liberal arts tutoring every day.
Specially invited from Yongcheng University experts in the field of war studies and generals in the army to take turns to teach. This treatment, if you hadn't entered this training camp, would definitely not have been enjoyed. Therefore, although training every day is exhausting, most of the elites still understand that almost no one complains about being tired.
However, training to be disciplined is one thing, and how the elites get along with each other is not a matter of coldness.
At the end of the training at noon that day, Leng Sa leaned on the side of the car as usual and watched the students disperse. Fu Yucheng, who was walking at the end, was obviously faltering.
The last training subject just now was close combat, and this is the best time for many people to secretly repair people they don't like. And unfortunately, there are quite a lot of people who don't like Fu Yucheng.
"Mrs. First Young Master, Fourth Young Master seems to be injured." Xu Shaoming sat in the driver's seat and followed Leng Sa's eyes.
Leng Sa nodded and said that he also saw it, "The injury is not serious, there should be no problem."
Xu Shaoming is still a little worried, "Nothing will happen, right?" After all, it is the fourth young master of the Fu family.
Leng Sa said casually: "What could be wrong? He can't handle this matter, so he should stop mixing in the army as soon as possible." Xu Shaoming nodded, and of course he understood that Mrs. Young Master was right, but... …
"The Fourth Young Master started too late, and it's a little embarrassing for him to mix with these elites." These days, he often sees that it is very difficult for Fu Yucheng to complete the daily training target, and even working overtime in the first few days is not enough. can't be done. And his failure means he is weak. The weaker he is, the more people around him look down on him, and the worse he is in training camp.
Such a vicious cycle is repeated, in short, Fu Si Shao's life has been quite difficult these days.
Leng Sa said: "It's your Overseer's fault. I didn't care about it earlier, but now I want to pull the seedlings to help them. If I accidentally start a heavy hand, it may be possible to pull out the roots together."
Xu Shaoming was speechless, looking at the back of Fu Yucheng as he left slowly and with difficulty, and said, "Would you like the doctor to take a look?"
"No need, he can report it himself. Let's go." Leng Sa said indifferently.
Although she is not a doctor, she is quite experienced in trauma. At a glance, she can tell whether Fu Yucheng's injury is serious or not.
Those young elites are not fools either. They know what it means that Fu Yucheng's strength can sneak in here and be left behind. It’s enough to teach them a lesson and let out their anger. If something goes wrong, they won’t be able to eat it themselves, so why bother?
When the car parked on the side of the training ground drove away quickly, Fu Yucheng turned around and looked in the direction where the car left.
He was in a lot of pain all over his body at the moment. Just now, he was repaired by several people in close combat. Only then did Fu Yucheng know how weak he was. Before entering the training camp, Fu Yucheng felt that even if he was not as powerful as Fu Fengcheng, he would not be worse than most people. But after coming here, he found that he was really not good enough.
Once upon a time at school and in Yongcheng, those who felt good about themselves were just because someone was holding him.
Now once you fall into such an environment where no one is holding it, the illusory coat on your body will immediately disappear without a trace, revealing your true colors.
The psychological blow is actually more painful than the physical pain.
He knew that Leng Sa had been sitting in the car on the side of the training ground and watched, and under her gaze, he was fell to the ground again and again by a group of people and stepped on his feet. An inexplicable sense of shame made him Fu Yucheng almost didn't want to face Leng Sa again.
But he also knew that he was not in charge here. Leng Sa may not want to see him, but he can't choose not to see Leng Sa.
He won't stay this weak forever! Fu Yucheng gritted his teeth secretly in his heart and said, he must be strong, and he must not let that woman see his jokes!
Leng Sa returned to the villa in the city, and Fu Fengcheng was soaking the potion once a day as a routine.
Compared to the violent reaction at the first time, Fu Fengcheng's current performance can be regarded as calm. Hua Lao couldn't help but sit and watch tsk tsk in amazement, Zhi said that this kid is a freak.
How painful the potion he concocted was, Hua Lao knew in his heart. And this level of pain does not say that you are used to it without pain, it will only make you more afraid of experiencing that kind of pain again and again. So many people will give up halfway, or as soon as the doctor thinks it is almost over.
Fu Fengcheng was different. After the surgery wound had healed slightly, he had been soaking for nearly half a month without any signs of flinching.
"Madam is back?" Seeing Leng Sa coming in, Fu Fengcheng put down the book in his hand and smiled at Leng Sa.
Leng Sa looked at him and asked, "How is it?"
Fu Fengcheng said, "Very good. I think my right leg is almost fully recovered. Old Hua's medicine is very useful."
Leng Sa walked to the sofa and sat down, smiled at Hua Lao who was sitting beside him, "Hua Lao has been working hard these days."
Lao Hua glanced at her and said, "It's strange for the two of you. The wife runs outside every day and can't get home, but the husband can squat at home."
Of course he knew that Fu Fengcheng didn't go out very often because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, but it was unheard of for a daughter-in-law like Leng Sa who ran outside for several days without coming back and didn't care about family affairs at all.
The Fu family can tolerate such a daughter-in-law. It can be seen that Dujun Fu and this young master Fu's thoughts are quite different from ordinary people.
Leng Sa said with a smile: "I'll make Hua Lao laugh. I won't go out tomorrow, so leave these things to me." Because Leng Sa was away, Lan Jing had to stay in the mansion to deal with Leng Sa with Yuan Ying. Those trivial matters, such as preparing potions for Fu Fengcheng, can only be done by Hua Lao himself.
Fu Fengcheng is happy. Apart from Xu Shaoming and others and the kitchen cleaners, there is not even a servant in this villa.
Hua Lao snorted and stood up and said, "Of course you are here, do you still expect me, an old man, to take care of this kid?" After speaking, he went downstairs with his hands behind his back.
Leng Sa couldn't help laughing at the back of Hua Lao, "This old gentleman's temper is really weird."
Fu Fengcheng looked at Leng Sa, "Don't go to the training camp tomorrow?"
Leng Sa nodded and said, "I won't go tomorrow or the day after. It's been arranged that people will watch and I won't have anything to do with it. It just so happens that Fu Yingcheng said that there are some things at the auto factory that I need to take care of."
Fu Fengcheng nodded and said: "There is no need for you to keep an eye on it all the time, don't work too hard."
Smile coldly, "I know, I'm not stupid. Besides, have you forgotten what day the day after tomorrow is?"
Fu Fengcheng really forgot for a while, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What day?"
Leng Sa sighed helplessly and said, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the training camp also has a day off. The Overseer asked us to go back to celebrate the festival."
Fu Fengcheng was a little surprised, "Mid-Autumn Festival..."
The Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion festival, but Fu Fengcheng doesn't usually celebrate this kind of festival. In the early years, I was either alone in a foreign country, or I ran around in the country. There were only one or two times in the middle of the Mid-Autumn Festival when I was called back by Mrs. Fu and the old man to celebrate the festival, but Fu Fengcheng also thought it was boring, right Not so keen on this.
Seeing his indifferent expression, he said coldly: "What's wrong? You don't like it?"
Fu Fengcheng looked at her and shook his head, then smiled lightly, "No, this year is our first time to celebrate the festival together, I'm very happy."
This year is a different starting point and should be looked forward to.