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Lines from the barracks sketch "Training"
Time: early morning of February, 65438.

Venue: Training Base for Recruits of a Certain Army

Character: monitor (fifth-grade noncommissioned officer, Shandong accent)

Vice squad leader (second-grade first-class soldier, Hubei accent)

Recruit A- kittens (southern accent)

Zhao B- water curtain cave (Anhui accent)

Zhao C- Momo (Henan accent)

[The curtain rises] (There are three beds and a table on the field. There is a small alarm clock on the table, which looks like a soldier with a gun. )

(The recruits are all sleeping, and recruit C is quietly taking something from the quilt, then sneaking out of the door with a bag of things, accidentally touching recruit B's shoes, quickly tidying up and trying to run again) (voiceover: recording of a small alarm clock: get up! Get up! )

Recruit C: (Dressed neatly, he runs to the desk and looks at his watch) Hey, why do you start talking at 5 o'clock? Get up! Get up! Start with you. Wow! Messed up my plan! I was about to smash a small alarm clock when I heard someone coughing, so I ran back to bed and hid something in the quilt.

Recruit B: (singing) "Give me a cup of forgetful water, and I won't cry all night. I mean it. Let it rain or shine, I am afraid of flooding the quilt. " . . . . . . .

Recruit C: (looking back) Oh, you almost scared me. How's it going? Did you wet the bed today? Let me feel it. . . . . . (touching the mattress), alas, yes! After ten days as a soldier, you have made remarkable progress and quickly grown into a qualified flood-fighting hero on the Yangtze River levee-

Recruit B: What do you mean?

Recruit C: All pipes can be blocked!

Recruit A: (sleepwalking, sitting up and smelling the air) What's that smell? . . . . . . (Continue to lie down and sleep)

Recruit C: Why is today's small alarm clock so advanced? Is it the adjustment of the vice squad leader again?

Recruiter B: He speeds up for five minutes every day, giving me less and less opportunities to take exams.

Recruit c: what's the test?

Recruit B: Learn from Huang Jiguang and dry the mattress with your body. If you don't believe me, it's wet and dry today!

Recruit C: Oh, how do you answer irrelevant questions? Let me ask you, who advanced the small alarm clock 1 hour today?

Recruit B: Not me!

Recruit C: Well, I won't ask you. You really wet the bed at home, and you can't control it when you get to the army?

Recruit B: Is that controllable? I hate doing this, but it always slips away.

Recruit C: You are always slow in sorting out the house, and everyone keeps secrets for you. Maybe-quit!

Recruit B: Don't just talk about me. He always sleeps with a rooster hair in his arms every day. You can't get up in the morning without smelling chicken feathers.

Recruit C: What are you talking about? When he was a child, he didn't dare to sleep by himself, so his mother put the toy rooster in her arms and put him to sleep. That's the mother's ability to exercise her children's independence!

Recruit B: There is no rooster toy in the army. He has to smell chicken feathers to wake up?

Recruit C: It was sewn on the quilt by his mother.

Recruiter B: I saw the vice monitor cleaning the house yesterday-(blowing chicken feathers)

Recruit c: throw it away?

Recruit B: Correct! He promised not to get up on time today.

Recruit C: The vice squad leader is so cruel. He must have set his watch fast today, for fear that he won't have time to tidy up the house! Well, I can't leave either!

Recruit b: go?

Recruit C: (Suddenly, I slipped up and panicked) Ah, nothing. I mean, I can't leave training today, can I?

Recruit B: What's the matter with you? Practice walking-walking-walking today!

C: Oh, look at me. To tell the truth, the monitor is very kind to us. I feel sorry for him. . . . . . . (crying at the small alarm clock) "Get up, get up!" Just 1 hour, you, you! It ruined my business! I was about to smash the alarm clock when I suddenly heard the cough of the vice monitor. I quickly put down the alarm clock and ran back to my bed, stuffing the contents of my trouser pocket into the quilt.

[On the auxiliary monitor, I saw the alarm clock]

Vice President: Wow, Cele- why don't you get up? It's half past five!

(Three people sit up slowly, but don't leave the quilt. )

Vice monitor: (referring to the alarm clock) didn't ring?

(The three men look at each other and reluctantly shake their heads.)

Vice monitor: Is it ringing?

(The three men look at each other and reluctantly shake their heads.)

Vice President: Wow, Cele-the housekeeping in our class has been ranked last for three times in a row. What do you want me to do? ! Press the alarm clock again, little alarm clock: get up quickly! Get up! )

Recruit B: Deputy monitor, don't let him shout. I'll shout as soon as I hear it. . . I just ... Think about the pipes.

Vice monitor: What? I don't care, okay?

Recruiter A: No, I don't smell it. . . . . .

Vice monitor: What do you smell? Smoking? Wine? You are a soldier now.