"Aren’t you supposed to be happy when you’re in love?"
"Don’t you need to be with your girlfriend? Why do you have ti to personally train us?"
"I saw the Commander being lovey-dovey with his wife this morning, didn’t guests co over at noon?!"
"I heard they had a fight!"
"That An Xin ca over, and it seed like they had a quarrel in the Commander’s yard at noon!"
"Damn. Could it be that An Xin pissed off the wife and made her leave?"
"It’s over, the Commander must have offended his wife."
"Sigh, the Commander, seriously, you offend your wife, can you still go to bed at night?!"
Di Mingchen, who had co to pick people to spar with him, was in another squad and keenly heard the soldiers gossiping in the neighboring squad. Even though it was in hushed tones, once Di Mingchen goes into training mode, his hearing becos extrely sharp!
As soon as he heard it, his ruggedly handso face turned completely dark.
Even though there was a whole squad between them, he pointed directly at those gossiping soldiers, "You, you, you, and you, all of you, co out!"
The soldiers were terrified on the spot, damn, could it be that he heard so of it?!
Damn, we were so far away!
A few soldiers miserably stepped forward, instantly in tears, others co out in groups of ten or twenty, but they were only five, how the hell were they going to survive?
Estimating, they’d probably be lying in bed for a week.
Then the five soldiers stood gloomily in the middle, Di Mingchen also walked over, without a word he took off his shirt, arrogantly raising an eyebrow, "Does the country feed you to gossip?"
Soldiers: "..."
Damn it, if you can’t go to bed, that’s on you, what’s it got to do with us, have rcy!!
A whole bunch of soldiers were picked by Di Mingchen for training, and they were punched till they were black and blue, and he was still dissatisfied. Evening ca quickly, but Di Mingchen still hadn’t had enough of a workout.
But the soldiers were exhausted.
A general carefully proposed, "Um, Commander, should we take a break, maybe sing a bit?"
Di Mingchen glanced at his bruised face and remained silent.
The general was sweating profusely.
In the end, Di Mingchen nodded, "I’ll give you ten minutes to sing."
General: "..."
So, sing they did, but Di Mingchen started acting up again, not allowing the soldiers to sing proper military songs, said they were outdated, back and forth it’s the sa songs.
He insisted they sing love songs.
As a result, the whole field of old n, with tears streaming down their faces, sat on the field singing tearfully, "I love you so deeply, the sun, the moon, and the stars can testify..."
"I will love you for ten thousand years..."
"Sister you’re sitting in the boat, brother is walking on the shore..."
"Do you know I’m waiting for you... if you truly care about ..."
"No matter how ti flies, I only care about you..."
Ahhhh, how should one doubt this dog-eat-dog life, Commander, please let us go!
If they kept singing, they really wouldn’t be able to continue, because, after all, how many love songs could a soldier know!
Thankfully, in their miserable howling, Fang Hao called Di Mingchen.
When Di Mingchen answered the phone, Fang Hao heard a group of big guys, in a rough and wild voice, wailing, "I need your love every day, my heart only for you to guess..."
Fang Hao was startled, damn, what the hell, such a horrific sound!
"My son, what are you doing?" Fang Hao couldn’t help but ask.
"Nothing. Mom, is there sothing you need?"
"Co ho for dinner," Fang Hao didn’t beat around the bush, "Mom has sothing to say to you."
"Alright." Di Mingchen imdiately nodded, originally wanting to ask if Nangong Ran would be there, but then stopped.
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