Mid single, I am blue, don't bark

The five-day military training finally came to an end. The last day only lasted half a day. In the morning, there was a parade of military boxing performances and a school song competition. The battle was quite lively.

Yan Ming and Lu Ziju were dragged into the queue because of their outstanding appearance and good gait.

The other substitute students who didn't do anything sat down in the spare area of ​​the playground according to their professional classes and watched their demonstrations.

The Department of Architecture is the third to appear, and the number of people is not the largest, but the most important thing is that it is uniform and pleasing to the eye.

Lu Ziju stood in the queue, listening to the instructor's password, doing movements that he was so familiar with these days.In fact, after going to university, the sense of collective honor has become too weak.Unlike high school students who have fixed classrooms, after entering college, they go to different classrooms for large and small classes every day, and the seats are different every time. The concept of class is almost gone.

The military training also completely lacks the idea of ​​fighting for an award and a ranking for the class as it did during the high school military training.

After the instructor shouted the last password, they walked off the field in neat steps.

After all the first-year majors and departments had finished their queues, the awkward boxing show began.The number of people doing military boxing is much more than those walking in the queue, each of them is arrogant and arrogant, and every time they make a move, they have to roar. So many people roared together, it was earth-shattering and full of momentum, as if they were coming to fight.

The first move, lunge and punch!ha!

The second move is to kick through the throat!ha!

Very happy.

After Lu Ziju and the others finished their procession, they could rest. They sat down in the open space with the other troops, and waited for the next performance.

They sat on the grass, which was prickly. Fortunately, they wore thick trousers in winter, otherwise they would itch on their legs.

Yan Ming moved to the side of Lu Ziju and sat down.

The sun shone on this piece of grass, and the faces of the two were bright and clean. Today's temperature has risen slightly compared to the previous few days. Sitting in the sun and feeling the warm temperature, quietly closing your eyes, it is very comfortable.

Lu Ziju was closing his eyes, feeling the movement around him, and knew that it was Yan Ming.

Yan Ming has a unique breath and voice.

"Is there anything to eat?" Lu Ziju opened his eyes and asked him.

Yan Ming took out his pocket, took out a small piece of individually wrapped sandwich biscuit, and put it in Lu Ziju's hand.

Lu Ziju smiled: "You really have one."

"It's ready for you at any time." Yan Ming also smiled.

Lu Ziju tore off the wrapping paper and started to eat. He didn't have enough breakfast, so he would be very hungry.

Yan Ming pulled out a longer weed and played with it boredly in his hands, asking, "God J."

The biscuit is matcha-flavored, a bit sweet, and Lu Ziju felt a little uncomfortable after eating it: "Huh?"

"Next week is New Year's Day, are you going home?" Yan Ming said.

Lu Ziju: "Go back."

Yan Ming couldn't hold back his laughter: "Do you know what I want to say?"

Lu Ziju looked at him silently.

"Let's hang out together during New Year's Eve." Yan Ming looked away, "My dad gave me a boat ticket."

"Bed ticket?" Lu Ziju was startled.

Yan Ming: "...the ticket, eat the Wu'an boat."

Lu Ziju: "Oh."

Yan Ming: "It's the Jiangnan route on water newly opened by C Jiang, let's go together."

Lu Ziju paused: "Can I refuse?"

Yan Ming held his face in his hands, leaned his elbows on his knees, and sat like a girl, looking at him: "Can you bear it?"

Lu Ziju sighed, "Yan Ming."

"You said."

Lu Ziju closed his eyes again, turned his head to the sun, his eyelashes fanned: "Have you ever thought about—"

Yan Ming: "No."

Lu Ziju: "I haven't finished asking."

"I just want to be with you." Yan Ming said.

Lu Ziju's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were really beautiful, with natural and obvious double eyelids, and his eyes were as clear as water scattered.

"Don't you feel that you are delaying yourself?" Lu Ziju asked.

Yan Ming laughed when he heard the words: "If the time with you is called delay, then the rest of the time is wasted time?"

Lu Ziju: "..."

Lu Ziju: "Do you have your own seductive quotations?"

"No." Yan Ming shook his head, "But I just wrote it for you recently, a Chinese recording."

Lu Ziju finally chose to leave.

Yan Ming grabbed his sleeve resolutely, shaking it like a small animal. "Lu Ziju, let's spend New Year's Eve together, okay?"

Yan Ming's entire voice softened, and even his expression showed a little bit of grievance, which made Lu Ziju refuse or refuse.

"Let me take a look..." Lu Ziju frowned.

In fact, Lu Ziju had changed a lot, he didn't feel it himself.

In the past, if he agreed, he agreed, and if he refused, he refused. Now he can still make euphemistic excuses.

Yan Ming didn't accept his idea, and said straight to death: "I take it as your agreement."

Lu Ziju: "..."

The military boxing was all performed in their chat room, and at the end was the school song competition. Some majors played cheats, and even took out drums while singing, forcing the competition to be forced to compete, and was severely condemned by other majors.

Although their school song is not bad, it may be because it is more passionate, and it has a strong style of square dance songs when it is sung.

After the school song competition, the group took a group photo, and each class took their own instructors to take a group photo.

Their instructors are like an inhuman Buddha. Seeing the men and women rushing to take a group photo, they are so nervous that every cell in their bodies is resisting, shouting: "No! Yes! Touch! Me!"

In the end, I couldn't get over the enthusiasm of the students, so I huddled together with everyone and took a photo, and was dragged by the girl to take a photo with faceu, with a bunch of cats and puppies on my face.

The five-day military training is finally over.

This year is also coming to an end. When Lu Ziju looked at the calendar, he suddenly felt the passage of time.On New Year's Day last year, he was still studying hard in the cold window, and this year he will be struggling with whether to agree to Yan Ming's invitation.

And New Year's Day is also a big or small festival, if you don't go home to accompany grandma, it's quite unreasonable.

Lu Ziju called his grandma and mentioned that he might go out to play with his classmates on New Year's Day.

Grandma: "Where are you going to play with your classmates?"

"Go to C Jiang's place and take a boat ride." Lu Ziju said.

Grandma: "Okay, let's go and play. Be generous when going out with your classmates."

"Yeah." Lu Ziju agreed, "I'll be back later that night."

"Be careful." Grandma urged.

After Lu Ziju hung up the phone, there was still a hint of happiness. He didn't know where this happiness came from, but he didn't want to believe that it was because he could spend the New Year with Yan Ming.

Absolutely not.

Absolutely not!

The New Year's Day holiday starts on the 1st, and there will be classes on the 31st, so make up Monday's class.As the end of the period approached, various courses ended one after another, with fewer and fewer classes, and staying in school became more and more boring.

There are still professional classes left on Monday morning, and there will be no classes in the afternoon.

The other three people in the dormitory lived far away, and it wasn't long before the holiday, so they didn't go home. In the dormitory, Lu Ziju was the only one packing things.

Chen Rui lay on the bed playing with his mobile phone, stretched his waist, and said to Lu Ziju, "I really envy that you can go home again."

"You have to continue to be envious for three and a half years." Lu Ziju said.

There was a knock on the door of the dormitory. Lu Ziju opened the door and found that Yan Ming was already standing at the door with a bag on his back. He asked him with a smile, "Have you finished packing?"

"It's almost there." Lu Ziju was taken aback.

Yan Ming: "I'll wait for you."

Li Mingzhi: "Are you two going to the city together?"

"Yes." Yan Ming was in a particularly good mood today, the corners of his mouth almost turned up to his ears, and he couldn't hide his joy.

"Hmph." Li Mingzhi felt heartbroken.

Lu Ziju didn't bring a lot of things with him. After packing, he carried a bag and followed Yan Ming downstairs.

"Should we take a ride or a bus?" Lu Ziju asked, but he knew without asking, Yan Ming's delicate body would not be willing to take a bus for more than an hour, it was almost as dead as him.

Yan Ming took out the car key from his pocket and pressed it, and a car not far away turned on.

"I'm coming of age." Yan Ming blinked, "Take you for a ride and take you on a wave."

Who is pretending, it's so dazzling.

Lu Ziju smiled.

Yan Ming sat in the driver's seat, Lu Ziju sat in the passenger seat, and the car drove out in a mighty manner.

"Seat belt." Yan Ming reminded him.

Lu Ziju fastened it. The seat in this car is spacious, and there is no strange smell of a new car. There is also an ornament on the mirror, which looks like a necklace. Lu Ziju turned the necklace around and saw a photo inside the necklace.

Yan Ming took his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Guess whose photo is inside?"

"Chairman Mao?"

"No."

"Maitreya?"

"No." Yan Ming shook his head, "Let me give you a hint, she is the lover of my dreams."

Lu Ziju: "..."

Yan Ming can't be, put his photo in it, right?

Lu Ziju didn't say it so brazenly, looked at Yan Ming, and shook his head.

Yan Ming: "I've made it so obvious, but you still can't guess it?"

Lu Ziju: "I can't guess."

Yan Ming: "Idiot, look."

Lu Ziju was ready for his own photo, but found that it was Diao Chan's photo.

"You're an idiot" was written all over his eyes.

Yan Ming turned on the music, and drove while humming a song. On the road in the suburbs, Yan Ming drove very fast, making Lu Ziju feel a little nervous.

"Shall I take you home first?" Yan Ming asked, "Do you want to put something?"

"want."

Yan Ming: "Shall I go up and have a look at your grandma?"

Lu Ziju: "...No need."

"Okay." Yan Ming said.

The road at this point is wide, and it took more than 50 minutes to drive into the city. Under the command of the almighty AutoNavi map, Yan Ming drove the car to his community.

Lu Ziju got out of the car, and said to him: "I'll get down soon after I put something in."

Yan Ming: "Okay."

Lu Ziju came down again after a few minutes, and said awkwardly to Yan Ming: "Um, my grandma invites you to sit up."

"Fuck." Yan Ming was surprised and delighted, "Meet the parents?"

"Wake up." Lu Ziju rolled his eyes at him, "Park the car here and light it, it will be bad if it gets scratched."

Yan Ming parked the car, very nervous, followed Lu Ziju for a few steps and then slapped his legs: "I didn't buy any presents for your grandma!"

Lu Ziju tugged at him: "Forget it, my grandma just called you up when she heard that my classmate was downstairs. It has no other meaning, really."

"Okay." Yan Ming walked a few steps and stopped, "My hair is not messed up."

Lu Ziju: "..."

Lu Ziju: "Just go up and sit down, old iron."

Yan Ming and Lu Ziju came to the door, Lu Ziju opened the door, grandma was sitting in the living room, and stood up when she heard the noise.

"Grandma, this is my classmate, Yan Ming." Lu Ziju pointed.

Yan Ming followed him and called, "Grandma is good."

Grandma was very happy. Lu Ziju basically never brought his classmates back home. This time he brought back his college classmates. He must have had a good time at school. The young man looks good too.

Grandma asked Yan Ming to sit casually, and Yan Ming carefully sat on the sofa, looking around the house.

It turns out that this is where Lu Ziju lived, and it turned out that this house grew such a good-looking person as Lu Ziju.

The author has something to say: Please appreciate Yan Ming's "What is the professionalism of a fanboy"?