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Training ground.
"Little Hao, Fang Huai, come here!"
Zhang Zhongting walked to the parallel bars area and waved to the two men.
"I'll pass, Chief of Staff. You can accompany Captain Zhang later."
The Colonel said, waving to Zhang Zhongting, who was not far away.
Zhang Zhongting waved back.
But Fang Huai was anxious: "No, Colonel, wait until you've listened to the song before you leave! I've already written it, and I'm just waiting to make my mark! I've even brought the stuff!"
With his uncle present, Fang Huai felt bold enough to take liberties.
"Oh?" Colonel Huang's eyes widened, surprised by this turn of events.
Zhang Zhongting, noticing what was happening, also started walking back this way.
"What's going on?"
Fang Huai chuckled and held up two fingers: "The Chief of Staff promised me two opportunities to distinguish myself.
One is by writing a song, and the other by doing 20 pull-ups on the parallel bars.
I'm a little short of breath for the pull-ups.
