The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Chen Mili covered her face and wailed, "Only five are missing! When we got to the back, everyone was exhausted. That guy Lin Haojie almost blew himself up and was waiting for someone to carry him to the finish line. Moreover, No. 35 could not be found no matter how hard he looked for it. We just went straight on."

Zhang Ya nodded: "The hiding spot should be No. 35. When we were waiting for the gathering below, we asked many people, and only a few people had No. 35. As far as I know, no one had all the numbers. The most was 37. A few are missing here and there.”

Tang Jiao's eyes slowly widened as he listened.

Ignoring her body's soreness, she climbed up and walked softly to the table, opened her backpack, took out the crumpled book, and then moved it back.

"Look!"

Tang Jiao opened the last page of the book and spread it in front of them.

It was covered with everything.

In the middle of the page, a "35" is stamped on it.

"!!! You found it too?!" Chen Mili was shocked.

Tang Jiao Xing's round eyes were bright. She nodded excitedly and explained the origin of this chapter.

"What a coincidence! No wonder not many people find 35, who is going to be the father to deliver the baby?!"

Chen Mili was so surprised that his jaw dropped: "You guys have been really exciting along the way... Tang Jiao, maybe you and Xiao Jingchuan can take the first place again! The last person to arrive takes the first place! Hahaha Haha this is so awesome!”

"Get up for a walk, change clothes, and we'll gather in a while," Chen Mili got up, very excited.

"It is said that there is a bonfire party tonight!"

at night.

There was a vacant piece of land in the middle of the huge pasture. Several large iron barrels were placed together, and firewood piles nearly two meters high were set up horizontally and vertically.

A torch wrapped in oil-stained black cloth was lit by the leading instructor. He held the torch and lit the pyre in the center amidst the roaring cheers of the students.

The cool breeze at night was even worse, instantly raising the flames, and the firewood made a crackling sound.

There were stars in the sky, and bonfires were burning brightly under the deep sky.

The students cheered and circled around the bonfire, regardless of team or class. They sat freely in several huge circles, with snacks, fruits and drinks placed in front of everyone.

Some of the instructors were also sitting in the circle, and some were scattered around.

They all took off their instructor's pretense and started playing with the students. One instructor pulled out a small trailer and placed a huge speaker in the center of the circle.

"Bah..."

After a harsh sound of electricity, his voice came out from the loud microphone.

"Hey, classmates! Tonight is the last night of your military training. Isn't it enough to be tortured by the instructors for so many days? Are you filled with hatred? Come on, come on! I'll give you a chance tonight! In addition to not being able to Lift your instructors up and throw them into the fire. There are no orders or rules tonight, just let them all get excited! Little soldiers!"

"I'm going to start the show by singing "A Fire in My Heart" for everyone!"

The next second, huge cheers and cheers erupted from the crowd, and the joyful music and the instructor’s funny and affectionate singing resounded throughout the Black Hawk.

After the opening ceremony, instructors came on stage one after another to sing loudly, and there were also crosstalk talkers. The completely liberated boys and girls also came forward to perform, singing and dancing, and the demons danced wildly.

"It's so funny hahahaha! What the hell is this singing hahahahaha!"

Lin Haojie was holding a bag of potato chips and eating them. He almost died from laughing at the love song sung by a boy. In the blink of an eye, the potato chips were snatched away by Xiao Jiacheng.

"proceed if you can!"

Tang Jiao was sitting cross-legged on the grass, holding orange juice in his hand.

She sucked on the straw until her cheeks bulged, and then she swallowed the orange juice, which was sour and sweet, and watched the fun with a smile.

"tasty."

Tang Jiao turned his head when he heard Xiao Jingchuan's smiling and deep voice.

Under the firelight, Xiao Jingchuan's profile became more profound and handsome.

The elegant upper eyelids flew sideways to the end of the eyes, the thick eyelashes cast a shadow, the bridge of the nose was straight and high, and the thin lips raised a vague smile.

Xiao Jingchuan retracted his gaze from the dancing demons in the center of the grass and turned to Tang Jiao who didn't respond.

The latter was holding a straw in his mouth, his pink lips slightly parted, revealing his small fangs, and he was unconsciously grinding the straw in his mouth.

His dark eyes were filled with a deeper smile, his eyebrows were raised happily, and his whole person exuded an extremely handsome and flamboyant handsomeness. He asked again.

"tasty?"

Tang Jiao came to his senses at Xiao Jingchuan's smile. He was so nervous that he took another sip of orange juice and almost choked.

She let go of the straw and stammered: "Okay, it tastes good. Then, um, you, do you want to drink it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jingchuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the orange juice in Tang Jiao's hand, raised his brows, and smiled without saying anything.

Tang Jiao suddenly remembered the jelly they had drank from the same straw during the day.

A wave of heat surged on his face: "I, I, I mean, go get it for you!"

She turned her face away, raised her hand to fan herself, and whispered: "Coach, is this fire too strong..."

Xiao Jingchuan, who had sharp ears, naturally heard it. He raised his hand to pinch the other half of the orange juice bottle and pushed it up, just enough to push the straw into Tang Jiao's mouth.

"I won't drink. Just sit down and drink. Can you still sit still?"

"I feel more powerful."

Tang Jiao couldn't walk a few steps due to an overdose of medicine, and was carried into the pasture by Xiao Jingchuan at night. She was able to adapt to the feeling of being in the spotlight and having a ray of light on her back.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Tang Jiao! Come up and dance too!" Chen Mili turned around and came over, excitedly trying to pull Tang Jiao away.

"Don't, don't!"

Tang Jiao shook his head crazily and hid in Xiao Jingchuan: "I don't know how, I really only know those few moves..."

"Oh, don't be modest, you look so beautiful when you dance! I still can't forget the last glimpse I had!" Lin Haojie cooperated and tried his best to encourage.

"Comrades! Our class entertainment committee member is up!"

A boy roared, and everyone in class 1 immediately cheered.

Zhuang Tingting stood in the center, facing the direction where Xiao Jingchuan was sitting. After Pingting bent down to say hello, she danced gracefully, and as the music changed, her dancing movements became more and more passionate.

"Don't tell me, Zhuang Tingting has a bad temper, but she's a pretty good dancer."

Chen Mili cracked the melon seeds and looked at them, clicking her tongue.

"However, Senior Sister Yao Yue is also here. She is just a master of the class. She knows that when she faces us in the dormitory every day, she is neither nose nor eyes."