Song Si never finished a whole carton of cigarettes.
After smoking three packs, he simply couldn't take any more. Chen Ting was kind enough not to make him finish the entire carton.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Song Si crouched on the ground, his face deathly pale as he coughed nonstop.
He felt like a fish someone had pulled out of the water, unable to breathe in the slightest bit of oxygen.
It was almost worse than being killed.
"All right. That little lung-training session was because you were hiding in the bathroom to smoke."
"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation for sending a photo of yourself in uniform to your friend, and sending pictures of the camp around you to your online friends."
Chen Ting stared at Song Si, while the other recruits around them fixed their eyes on him too.
Ji Baichang hadn't lied to them after all. This really was the guy who'd done it!
What was with his nerve? It was explicitly forbidden, and he'd gone and done it anyway. He clearly hadn't taken a word from the Political Instructor or his squad leader to heart!
"Squad Leader, I didn't do it on purpose."
"Actually, my girlfriend wanted to see, so I sent it to her."
Song Si stammered out an explanation.
"Your girlfriend? She wanted to see, so you sent it to her?"
"But the Political Instructor and I saw your chat history. You'd only added her a day ago, and she was already your girlfriend?"
"This is a serious matter. If the security office hadn't intercepted what you sent, you'd be out of the army already. They'd have sent you straight back home."
Chen Ting clearly didn't believe Song Si's excuse.
It was only because Song Si was one of his own recruits that the