At this time, Zhang Haotian already knew that Captain Sun's name was Sun Hongtao, and he was a battalion cadre from the army who transferred to the prison.

The instructor of Class 568's culture course is naturally still Zhou Xueman. When she entered the classroom, she glanced at Zhang Haotian in the seat and nodded slightly, expressing her welcome to return to class.

When he walked onto the podium, Zhou Xueman started teaching again. At this time, it was no longer some rules in prison, but some political education about the country.

Two hours later, the get out of class was over. Zhou Xueman specially called Zhang Haotian's name and asked him to borrow someone else's notes to copy the courses he had not learned.

Under the surveillance of the prison guards, the prisoners went back to the cell to get their fast food plates to prepare for dinner. Only then did Zhang Haotian realize that there were six more people in the cell he was staying in, but he changed a squad leader. He was an old prisoner named Huang Chengbei, who no longer asked for anything from the new prisoner, and he arranged for everyone to take turns to do chores, and often told everyone about some precautions in the prison. The prisoners in the cell were quite convinced.

When Huang Chengbei saw Zhang Haotian, he was neither intimate nor cold, but he just told him the rotation and went there.

After a while, a prison guard opened the door and asked the prisoners to go to the dining room on the same floor. Several rotating prisoners brought the meal and then scooped the prisoners in line with a spoon. It was two vegetarian and one meat, and one spoonful of vegetable soup. Although there were not a few shreds of meat in the fried green pepper shredded pork, it was much better than the cold and hard rice that Zhang Haotian ate in the confinement room.

There were prison guards standing in every corner of the dining room, asking prisoners to finish their meals as soon as possible, and not to waste or make loud noises.

Bai Zhihua and Zhang Haotian sat together, looking at the food in the bowl with a sad face, and murmured: "I eat these every day, and I want to vomit, I can't waste it. Damn, this is so tormenting. I have to spend four more years in it, and I can't live for a year..."

Speaking of this, he touched Zhang Haotian beside him and said, "I want to eat the onion lobster from Haiyilou now. Tsk, the taste is so wonderful. I will invite you to eat after I get out of prison."

Zhang Haotian glanced at him and said only: "You really can't eat it?"

Bai Zhihua nodded immediately.

Without saying a word, Zhang Haotian reached out and brought half of the food in his fast food plate. These foods were definitely not a hard work for him. I remember that when he was a child, his father took him to work everywhere, often without a full day. The most common rice was to soak the roughest rice in boiled water, and then ate it with a small plate of pickles. When he was the poorest, there was not even that plate of pickles.

He has survived such a life, so what is it now? It should be said that the treatment in prison is better than he thought. However, he is tall and has a good stomach. He can only make 70% full with a meal.

Seeing that he was eating with a very enjoyable expression, Bai Zhihua couldn't help but shake his head, and dig some food into his bowl and said, "Eat, eat, I don't believe that you won't be tired of eating."

After returning to the cell after meals, I only had half an hour of rest, and then I started to go to the playground below for queue training.

I knew that this time Captain Sun taught a relatively complex queue transformation. The prisoners in Class 568 were of uneven quality and they always walked in a mess.

Captain Sun saw it and looked as if he was ashen. He spoke harshly, saying that he would not be allowed to have supper if he didn't practice well.

So, when Captain Sun announced the end of training at 7 o'clock in the evening, all the prisoners lay on the ground and complained that Captain Sun and another team instructor wanted to compete in the final team assessment, and not treat them as humans.

Bai Zhihua slowly climbed to the feet of Zhang Haotian who was still standing, looked up at him, and then said weakly: "Damn, Zhang Haotian, you can still stand, come again, come again."

Zhang Haotian's physical strength was not overdrawn like these prisoners, but he understood the feeling of losing strength. It was the first day when he dropped out of school at the age of fifteen and started riding a tricycle. In order to earn money to treat his father's hand injuries, he desperately pulled the guests to run around the county town. Sweat wet his clothes inside and outside. In the end, he almost couldn't even get off the cushion of the tricycle.

However, this feeling became less and less. The cruel life had invisibly trained his super physical strength and support. What's more, what this queue training requires most is leg strength. For a tricycle, without leg strength means that he is not suitable for this bowl of rice.

Hearing Bai Zhihua say such things, Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "Come on? What's the rest?"

Bai Zhihua said: "I still got the rice from me at noon, otherwise you would still stand here with such an energetic spirit. I would have to train for so long, damn, even if I had eaten a stone at noon, I would chew it clean before talking about it."

Zhang Haotian laughed again and said, "Okay, that's fine, then I'll repay it. You can open your mouth and answer it."

As he said, he bent down, opened his mouth, and spitted towards Bai Zhihua's mouth.

Seeing this, Bai Zhihua screamed strangely, and quickly beat a few and got out of it.

Although Zhang Haotian is mature in some aspects than boys of his age, he is still an 18-year-old boy after all, and his fun nature has not been completely destroyed. He is willing to play with Bai Zhihua, so he wants to rush over and hold him down and return him to lunch.

At this moment, I heard a sound from behind me: "54217."

Zhang Haotian looked back and saw that Captain Sun, who had just left, had come back to him at some point, so he turned around and said, "Come."

Captain Sun looked at him for a while and said, "54217, your queue posture is very standard."

Zhang Haotian immediately raised his chest and said loudly: "It's all well taught by the captain."

Captain Sun suddenly laughed rare and said, "Wow, you look so powerful, you are quite good at flattering."

Zhang Haotian immediately said: "Reporting to the captain is not to flatter, but to the captain's posture standard, and my posture is standard."

What he said is the truth. Captain Sun would do all the actions several times for everyone to see. He remembered the most attentively and completed the best, but at this time he was also deliberately said.

However, Captain Sun listened to his words and seemed very helpful, and laughed again: "Okay, 54217, I know that you made a mistake and were demoted to a level one strict control. Now I will give you a chance to increase points and let you be the team leader of Class 568, responsible for guiding them forward in front. However, if you make a mistake in guiding the queue and cause chaos in the queue, you have to take responsibility. Do you dare to do it?"

Zhang Haotian didn't dare to do anything, and immediately said without hesitation: "Dare."

Listening to Zhang Haotian's unscrupulous and decisive answer, Captain Sun showed a satisfied look again, as if he stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, but raised his arm and shrank back, instead nodding and said, "Okay, 54217, from tomorrow, you will be the squad leader of Class 568. Every time you train, you will stand in front and let them follow you. Do you understand?"

Zhang Haotian shouted loudly again: "I understand."

Captain Sun said "um" and didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

Not long after, the prison guard asked all the prisoners to get up to have a meal, and everyone slowly walked into the building.

The next day, Captain Sun indeed announced that Zhang Haotian was the leader of the 568th squad, and asked him to stand in front of the squad to start training.

On this day, Zhang Haotian also received a notice that his father had visited him, but because he was confined and could not meet, he left five hundred yuan and left.

Zhang Haotian knew that he could not call his relatives during the first-level strict management period. What he had to do now is to earn points as soon as possible and return to the second-level strict management period, so he had the opportunity to apply for a phone call with his father.

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Chapter completed!