It took Lao Feng a long time to find a fish, so he had to return to the camp with shameless face. Fortunately, everyone forgot that he was going to play game.

At this time, the sky was getting darker. Zhao Zhen and his group arrived at the camp, and their group made a dinner that was difficult to swallow for everyone. It turned out that not only the students were not good at cooking, but the two instructors Fang Ting and Li Jinquan were also half-savory. However, although there were a lot of extra things that everyone threw away along the way, there were still a lot of meat and ham sausages left. Old Feng suggested that they simply remove all the pots and pans and set up an iron rack to have a BBQ party. Anyway, as long as the barbecue was not too unpalatable, it would not be too unpalatable.

The three instructors and girls surrounded the fire and barbecued food. Ning Yuxuan ran to Zhang Bocheng, who had been bowing his head and was depressed. He rubbed his swollen face and said angrily: "Acheng, I want to take revenge, I want to deal with Lao Feng, do you dare to do it with me?"

"What revenge do you take?" Zhang Bocheng said in confusion, "Is your face swollen by Lao Feng? You said again just now..."

"No...no," Ning Yuxuan found that he was too distorted. Fortunately, his red face was not very good at seeing under the night. "I fell, but... it was caused by Lao Feng."

"Old Feng didn't harm me, it's not my business." Zhang Bocheng actually wanted to "take revenge" in his heart. The life and death he experienced in the moment was really uncomfortable.

"Are you brother?"

"This is another set?"

"I'll know this."

"Okay, what should I do?"

Ning Yuxuan smiled and bit Zhang Bocheng's ears like this, then he pretended to be nothing and snatched the baked food.

"Zhang Bocheng, do you eat mutton?" Liu Rongfang, a sturdy and dark face with a female horizontal meat, held a plate of roasted mutton and handed it to Zhang Bocheng's mouth.

Zhang Bocheng, who had been pretending to be cool all day, suddenly began to twitch. Why did this girl who was so angry that she came again? He said without any face: "Go and go, don't make me vomit."

"It's okay," Liu Rongfang smiled, and her two big yellow teeth suddenly "jumped" out, "You'll get used to it!"

"Hait...help!"

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"Alan, eat chicken wings, I roasted them, they are fragrant and crispy." Long Fen held two big chicken wings in both hands to find Cen Lan to show his affection. After today's battle, he had completely lost his heart to Fang Ting. Because of poking snake nests, the three of them were scolded by Fang Ting on the way back. The impression was extremely bad. He thought that he might not have the opportunity, so he simply gave up. Anyway, there was another goal, and the chance of success in specializing in one goal seemed to be greater.

"You want to kill me, Xiao Longzi, my feet are so swollen that you still let me eat barbecue?" Cen Lan said angrily.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat..." Cen Lan bit her finger and thought, "Abalone chicken porridge."

"Ah? There is no chicken porridge, this abalone... I'll think of a solution." As he said that, he stared at Lin Siqi again, and asked Lin Siqi for the few canned private goods left.

"Wang Jun," Yang Wei thrust at Lin Siqi and the others, rubbing his feet and said, "The Lin Siqi you like is targeted by Xiao Longzi again. Why haven't you made any move?"

Huang Meng smiled happily: "He has changed his goal now. He likes Lao Feng, and he has kissed him, haha, so Lin Siqi is mine."

When Wang Jun heard this, he immediately flashed to Lin Siqi at the speed of a leopard. Huang Meng was not willing to be outdone at first sight. He snatched the two skewers of beef from Kang Zhouzhou's hand in small glasses, and went over to show his affection.

Yang Wei shook his head and was very disdainful of the actions of the two. His squinting eyes moved to Su Qingqing's body and turned round. He pulled up his right index finger, rubbed his feet and sniffed it, then wiped it on the grass, then put on his socks and flashed over.

"Zhong Xiaogang, if you are poisoned, you should have a good rest in the tent. What's the mess coming out? Will you release the poison?" Yang Wei said coldly.

Su Qingqing smiled sweetly: "It should be beneficial to walk more when you are poisoned, but it is wrong for you to pollute these flowers and plants."

Zhong Xiaogang was so amused that he whistled to the sky: "I said it last time, I was not poisoned!"

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After helping Fang Ting and Li Jinquan bake the last pile of food, the three instructors began to share the food. Lao Feng held a large basin of meat and gathered the students into a circle. He feasted in large pieces and said: "Although our groups encountered some unpleasant things today, it has been raining now. The training is like this. There will always be some hardships and difficulties in the process, but as long as you persist, you will definitely win. A great man once said..."

"Tsk! Feng SIR, can you say something else? We are so excited in class. Everyone is so happy, don't say something disappointing." Xiao Liang stopped.

"Uh...this..." Old Feng was secretly depressed, so he had to hold back the long speech, stuffed two large pieces of meat into his mouth, and chewed it, "Then everyone get up and have a literary performance. As the head teacher, I will lead by example, and I will give you a song "Hot-blooded Man Protects Home"..."

Before Old Feng could finish his words, a pile of tomatoes, eggs, and peels flew up, causing everyone to spit on him.

"This country bumpkin!", "Damn, what kind of song from the era?", "Don't make me vomit!", "Climb down!"...

His grandmother's, why are young people so unnutritious nowadays? What a nice song, what a passionate song, but I don't listen to it. Oh!

"Don't waste food!" Old Feng hid in disgrace, avoiding the flying objects.

"MADAM, come and sing a song." Ning Yuxuan, pig-faced face, suggested.

Fang Ting waved his hands repeatedly with the plate: "No, it's very ugly for me to sing."

"Then you have to perform a show, Feng SIR said, "Everything and instructors must take the lead in literary performances." Long Fen ordered.

Fang Ting smiled: "Then... I'll think about it first, wait until I finish eating the food."

I said why you were booing me when I took the lead in singing a song. Lao Feng thought about it depressedly and bit off half of the chicken wings in one bite.

Li Jinquan jumped and started to rush: "Then I will perform a show on behalf of the instructors first, and play monkey fist."

"If you don't look, it's almost the same as playing monkeys, what kind of monkey fist is playing?" Huang Meng said without giving any face.

These ancestors were so difficult to serve. Li Jinquan scratched his head: "What do you want to see? You don't want to see monkeys playing, right?"

"Martial arts performance is OK, but... it's a little more exciting," Huang Mengzhe smiled, "We want to see the big stones broken on our chest."
Chapter completed!