National Evolution: The school belle asked me to go to the rooftop!

Due to the departure of a large number of students, a lot of tents were vacated at once.

Su Xiaoluo even enjoyed an independent tent, and could enjoy the whole tent by herself.

Of course, it's not just him, all the students who meet the standards for participating in the war are independent tents.

This provides Su Xiaoluo with great convenience, at least she doesn't have to wear a mask at night, doesn't she?
Su Xiaoluo received his daily necessities from the supply department, and when he learned that Guo Mei had packed them up and was going to mail them back to him, his mood obviously fluctuated a bit.

In fact, he joined the war this time precisely for Guo Mei.

After receiving the news from Guo Mei that night, Su Xiaoluo couldn't sleep. In the early hours of the morning, she called Fatty and other roommates to the food stall to drink away her worries.

At the beginning of the dinner, the brothers chatted happily, but in the middle of the dinner, when talking about the future life, Fatty Li Feng's mood dropped significantly.

It was also at this time that Su Xiaoluo learned that several people were feeling sorry for not being able to go to the battlefield, and even a little envious of Guo Mei, who could defend the country and contribute to the motherland.

Su Xiaoluo didn't explain too much, presumably after Guo Mei saw it away, he must have blown his nose with Fatty and the others for a long time, and he had no reason to expose the coal ball.

Before leaving, Fatty Zhang called Su Xiaoluo aside alone, and said something earnest and sincere: "Xiao Luo, I saw it the night Guo Mei woke up."

"The brothers all know that you have a great opportunity. I also guessed that Guo Mei's sudden awakening has something to do with you."

"What I want to say is, don't have a psychological burden. If the coal ball knows that you helped him awaken, not only will you not blame you, but you will be very grateful. Because you gave him the value of life and gave him hope for the future. "

"Did you know? Guo Mei is the only son in the family. Guo's father and Guo's mother belong to the old sons, and they usually love him so much. The two elders should be reluctant to part with the coal balls in the war, but they still choose to support them."

"Because they know very well that the country is the most important thing in the face of national hatred and family hatred. If their children can contribute a little bit to this country, they will be very proud."

"Little Luo, it stands to reason that I shouldn't interfere with your decision, but I think, if you have a way to bring the briquettes back, Fat Brother hopes that you will spare no effort to help him."

That night, Su Xiaoluo thought for a long time, and also thought a lot.

Tossing and turning.

When the early morning light shone through the window on his cheeks, he suddenly thought of something.

I have been doing nothing for more than ten years, and suddenly got a powerful system that defies the sky. Are you responding to that sentence?
When Heaven is about to place a great mission on people, they must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their skin, empty their bodies, and disturb their actions.

Perhaps, the arrival of the system gave him a chance to rise.

It was also given him the opportunity to save the tragic fate of this country!

Of course, the current Su Xiaoluo is not qualified to change the order of this world, let alone change the destiny of the country.

However, it may be possible to try to change the fate of Guo Mei alone.

So here he comes.

With the hope of my brothers and the future that they dreamed of, I returned to Fengwei Mountain again.

This time, he is not for himself, but for Guo Mei.

This is also the first time in his life that he helps others without asking for anything in return.

He wants to return triumphantly with Guo Mei!

At night, a guest came to Su Xiaoluo's tent.

Dong Qingyang was not a gentleman who was an instructor, so he lifted the curtain and entered.

Su Xiaoluo looked at him in bewilderment, halfway through changing her underwear, she hurriedly crawled to the head of the bed to get the mask.

"Okay, don't hide it, I recognized you a long time ago." Dong Qingyang rolled his eyes, moved a chair, and placed it next to Su Xiaoluo's bed.

"Dong Jiao." Su Xiaoluo scratched her head, a little shy.

"Put on your pants!" Dong Qingyang frowned and shouted.

Only then did Su Xiaoluo realize that the clothes on her lower body hadn't been tidied up yet.

A certain person blushed, quickly pulled up his underwear, put on his pants, and sat on the edge of the bed in a leisurely manner.

"Dong Jiao, can you knock on the door next time?" Su Xiaoluo wanted to cry, her most private things were seen by others.

"Still hiding it from me? Why? Afraid that I will expose your secret?" Dong Qingyang squinted and snorted.

Su Xiaoluo touched her nose in embarrassment: "That's not true."

He paused, then continued: "It's always good to be careful when you're out of the house."

"Why? In the army, are you afraid of being betrayed by your compatriots?" Dong Qingyang asked coldly.

Su Xiaoluo smiled awkwardly, he couldn't answer those words.

Dong Qingyang nodded and smiled lightly: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. This time, I'm here to give you something nice."

As he spoke, he took out a mask from his arms and handed it over.

"You're right. It's a good thing to hide your clumsiness when you're out alone. I asked someone to make this one for you. Try it with it."

Su Xiaoluo glanced at Dong Qingyang suspiciously, then took the mask and looked at it.

This is a half-cut mask, which can only cover half of the face, not the left and right half of the face, but the one above the nose and covering the eyes.

The mask is very textured, a bit like metal, but it feels very comfortable to the touch, without that harsh feeling.

The whole body is dark, embellished with some lines, and it looks like half a ghost face, which is a bit scary.

Dong Qingyang explained: "This is a mid-level yellow-ranked spiritual tool, the Shura face. Although it can only cover half of your face, it will greatly change your overall temperament. It doesn't have any additional functions, it just covers up your face, it's very suitable for you .”

"What era is it, do you think wearing an Ultraman mask can deceive people? You really treat everyone else as a fool. Just treat this thing as a gift from me personally, just don't embarrass me."

Su Xiaoluo's eyes were red. He looked at Old Dong and asked, "At first they said you were my real father, but I didn't believe it to death. But now I believe it a little bit. I don't think it's really you who are out there." An illegitimate child?"

"By the way, is my mother here?"

"..."

Dong Qingyang's face darkened, he forcibly suppressed the urge to slap this guy to death, and said in a low voice, "I don't have such a shameless son like you."

Su Xiaoluo grinned, put away her rambunctious attitude, and thanked: "I'm just kidding you, Dong Jiao. Anyway, thank you."

"As a soldier, the first thing you have to learn is not to be polite to your own family." Dong Qingyang patted Su Xiaoluo on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Come on, Xiaoluo, I am very optimistic about you."

Su Xiaoluo urinated right then, why does this sound more and more wrong?

This is exactly the same as the TV show where the father loves the illegitimate child.

He stared at Dong Qingyang, pondered for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "I'm really not your illegitimate child?"

"Fuck off!"

Old Dong cursed and left. He decided that no matter what happened in the future, he would let the people below come to negotiate with this little bastard.

After Dong Qingyang left, Su Xiaoluo thought for a long time, and after confirming that there was no shadow of a soldier in her life, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that if Old Dong was his own father, then his own background would be too inferior!

Withdrawing her thoughts, Su Xiaoluo played with Shura noodles for a while, and then carefully brought them up.

It was very soft, without any discomfort, and the mask was tightly attached to the face, as if it was connected to the flesh.

He picked up the mirror, looked at the face that he couldn't even recognize, and nodded in satisfaction.

Dong Qingyang gave a good gift, at least in future fights, you don't have to worry about whether the mask will fall off.

If his identity was revealed during the battle, wouldn't he try to find a way to kill someone again?

You can't go on the path of a murderous maniac just to cover up your identity, right?