When song ran came to Zou long with a pile of notebooks and a box of pens, a group of big men surrounded the hard sealed notebook, but they didn't dare to touch it.

Zou long touched the back of his head: "what is this for?"

Song ran hesitated and hesitated for a long time before he said, "well, Jingxing reflects your situation with the leaders of the army. They all agree that you have made great efforts this time. Therefore, they intend to pardon the crimes you have committed."

A group of big roughs immediately cheered and began to celebrate.

Song ran waved his hand: "pardon can be forgiven, but You have to be educated again. "

A group of people stopped cheering: "what is re education?"

I don't know what to do with education. This group of thugs can only shoot people. It's a long way to go.

Song ran handed out notebooks and pens to every one of them. The old men took the books just like the first grade children got their textbooks. They were full of novelty and touched their books and pens fondly.

Song ran coughed and said, "in short, you will enter the army for classroom education at eight o'clock every morning. Your foundation may be a little worse. You can start with the most basic literacy. There are special officers in the army who will give you lecturers. That You must study hard and live up to the expectations of head Gu and the organization, you know? "

Generally speaking, the rough guys are eager to learn. Of course, they don't know how boring learning is without starting classes.

When song ran said this, they were all enthusiastic and promised to live up to the good intentions of commander Gu.

Of course, this enthusiasm for learning only lasted two days.

Two days later, Wang Hu, the second leader under Zou long, said to Zou long with a sad face: "brother long, what kind of sin are we suffering from? If I go to class every day, I think it's better to go to prison for three or five years. "

A group of people at the bottom echoed pitifully: "that's right. It's better to go to jail. That female officer is so strict. I wrote a wrong word yesterday. His mother asked me to copy it a hundred times. Now my hands are still shaking. I'd rather go to jail."

Zou long hated the iron and looked at them with no steel: "the leader has given you opportunities. You must cherish them, you know? Study hard and try to get out as soon as possible. "

"Chef? How is learning related to the cook? What do you mean? "

Zou long

Raise your hand is a punch: "how the hell do you know to eat? Have you finished copying a hundred times? If you don't finish copying, please keep copying. "

A group of people who used to fight and kill were now sitting at a small table, learning to write in the dim light.

Zou long took a breath. The second miss and head Gu had a hard time fighting for the chance to start a new life for them. They must cherish it.

In the barracks, song ran feeds the children and Gu Jingxing carries her into the room. Song ran whispers, "your injury..."

"I've recovered quickly, and it's not in my way."

Song ran nest in his arms: "how are Zou Long's class recently?"

Gu Jingxing reached out and pressed his temple: "still It's OK. "

Song ran held his face: "tell me the truth."

Gu Jingxing coughed softly: "major Su, who taught them, complains with me about a hundred times every day. It looks a little pathetic."