C505 The Unlucky Little Ming

Qin lightly waved the folder and strode back to the dormitory.

"Are you out of your temper? A bunch of mistresses who can't lift their hands or shoulder their shoulders. "

Seeing Zhou Qian, Mi Xue, and the others sitting in front of the bed in a daze, her temper flared up.

Needless to say, these little police detectives were all getting angry.

Everyone understood in their hearts that building a camp in front of them was the biggest thing. With the temperament of the National Peak, these projects must be done well.

The male team project had already been launched, what about the girls?

At most, they would take a shovel and wear sunglasses and go out to work with the male team members.

On a hot day, they didn't wear much, so it was inevitable that most of their arms and legs were exposed. Even if those gazes didn't have any malicious intent, both sides felt uncomfortable.

The Glory List outside had already been graded. Their command center was fine. Zhao Mengmeng had a few ideas just now. One was to help everyone sew their clothes, and the other was to go to the logistics kitchen.

This was a glorious tradition of a team, but it was immediately rejected.

They were sewing their clothes. It was said that Huang Yuanzhu was willing to do this kind of thing. Making blankets and even needles could anger a tailor to death. The key was that the fellow was so enthusiastic that he would do it no matter who it was.

There was no need to think about helping the chef. One of the reasons was that he was suspected of eating good food, and the other was that Li Meng and the others had been in charge of logistics. If they went now, they would be drowned by their saliva.

"Get up, get up. Fatty is here to deliver the project. "

Qin said in a low voice.

Zhao Meng Meng closed the door tightly and pointed at the window behind her. She had an evil smile on her face.

These girls gathered together as if they were sharing some small secret. After a short discussion, they immediately came up with a solution.

Not long later, Zhao Mengmeng gently pushed open the window. She first sprayed out an elegant and delicate perfume on the outside, causing Zhao Xiaoming to keep sniffing. He thought to himself, The smell on a girl is much stronger than Old Huang's feet. Hehe.

There are so many delicious and delicious dishes. "

Just as his mind was filled with fantasies, Zhao Mengmeng came out. He could vaguely see a few girls in pajamas. Zhao Xiaoming was shy and didn't dare to look at them. Then, he looked over with a red face. He said slowly:

"Mengmeng. No, we have food, right?"

Looking at a beauty under the moon was a hazy feeling.

Looking under the light, it was somewhat illusory. Those clothes were pink and violet. Looking at the window, he probed: "Go in?"

This guy was a bit dizzy. He still wanted to go in, but the window suddenly opened.

A bunch of pink, blue, yellow. . . Things were thrown over.

Zhao Xiaoming instinctively dodged. He didn't dodge at all.

What hair gel, small clothes, long hair? He was wearing it all over his body, and there was even a small thing on his forehead that he didn't know who was going to throw away.

"I fell for it, Wang Yao said. It's not night. It's broad daylight. "

Zhao Xiaoming complained in his heart. He waved his hands randomly, not caring about his head at all.

The things kept throwing over. They probably threw everything in the rubbish bin onto him.

After messing around for a while, Zhao Xiaoming didn't cover it up. He immediately squatted down so that he could avoid the incoming attacks.

Finally, there were fewer things flying towards him.

He squatted down and was about to run.

"Stop!"

Just as he was bending down, a dull voice sounded.

He shook his head and looked up. The fat Zhou Qian was pressing on his shoulder. He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blade and heard a murderous voice.

"Fatty, if you move again, I will cripple you. "

It was over. Zhao Xiaoming asked him to stop her.

After all, Qin Wei Wei was a department director. She didn't even make an appearance. Zhao Mengmeng and the others stared at Zhao Xiaoming's feminine body from head to toe. First, they intimidated him, then took a photo directly. Then, they even asked Zhou Qian to escort this guy from the female dormitory with the helmet to the team department.

Finally, both parties reached an agreement: Zhao Ming had to create a project for the girls. He couldn't be too tired, and he had to produce results immediately.

This made Zhao Xiaoming angry. He held the date that Zhao Mengmeng slapped in his hand. It was a cup of yogurt that someone had drunk before. It was mixed with water, and it looked good. The water was gurgling, and it was quite difficult to drink.

Zhao Xiaoming dejectedly went back to think of a way to drink it.

On the other side, the food in the temporary canteen was ready.

As usual, it was stewing cassava and cassava soup. The main food was a small amount of mantou and a large amount of bread.

With so many people eating, there weren't that many raw materials at all. With more than 100 people, even with a few hundred kilograms of meat, these gluttonous kings could still be eaten.

Li Meng stood there, rubbing his hands that were covered in blood imprints. He was just worrying about how his team members would knock on the table and throw bowls when Guo Feng came over. He already knew that he had made this kind of unlikeable thing.

Seeing his worried face, With a sad expression, he thought for a while and said to him:

"That thing has a sore throat and has a strong smell of dirt. Don't you know how to think of a way to make chili oil? Just make it spicy. With chili oil, it will be easy to swallow. "

Li Meng suddenly realized something and patted his head. It was as if he had found a treasure and left. As he walked, he shouted, "chili oil, chili oil. Hurry up, finish it and build a house. "

A dark cloud was drifting over from the northeast.

Lightning had already lit up on the other side of the mountain.

The air became moist.

These team members' grasp of the weather had already surpassed the standard of seeing the weather.

When Chen Xingquan and the others were staring at the results in front of the Glory List, Xiao Qiangbing and Huang Yuanzhu had stayed in the dormitory and had long researched it.

Looking at the situation in front of them, they had to build at least a few dozen houses.

Since they had mounted the horse, they could not stop.

And the sooner the better. At this point, even if National Peak used alcohol to discuss matters with a team leader, they could not stop. After all, it was a matter of the team's future development.

"Old Huang, everything is in the container. The faster the building is built, the better. There are more than 30 empty containers. We must not be idle. Natural fortifications, use it to surround the camp area.

It's just like a house. There are sandbags piled up inside. It's fortifications. . . "

Xiao Qiang thought of these scenes in his mind, and his face was full of confidence.

"That's right, there are more than 30 containers, the same look, the walls are strong and are very useful. Where's the house. . . "

This idea was too brilliant. The excited yellow root was like an indestructible city wall. There was no problem with the defense.

Then, they began to ponder again.

There were no shortcuts to building a house. Which screw was wrong? You can't set it up, and it's easy for problems to arise if you don't tighten it.

"The two key points of the water-based homework, the frame and the roof cover, after they are done, it will be physical work.

Divide them all to one person. Meng Zi and the other seven or eight people, each of them will screw five hundred Screens. A few hours will be enough. "

Xiao Qiang Bing immediately suggested this idea. He also said that he would create another framework and rest after he was done. He asked the logistics team to sit in front of the house and rest. After familiarizing himself with all the places, he would be able to do it quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't think it's possible. " Outside the door, someone objected in a deep voice.