The day when I was bent by a bamboo horse

The military training at the school lasted for a month, but after a while Su Baige couldn't hold on anymore, he didn't dare to think about what would happen in the future.If he had known that his father would put him here to hang out with Jing Xing, he would not have fought so hard with his classmates back then.

Today's military training is the same as the previous two days. I ran a few laps in the morning to exercise my body, and then practiced turning left, turning right, etc., followed by stepping, running, and stepping. All of them were sweating profusely from the training, and the instructors began to make them stand in a military posture.

Standing in the military posture was the most uncomfortable for Su Baige. He always felt that the instructor was a bit perverted. When he was in the military posture, he liked to give speeches. He made various funny jokes while patrolling the crowd.There was a girl in front who liked to laugh very much, every time she shook her body as if she was about to fall apart, and then their instructors went over to find fault with others, and they had to train that girl until her eyes turned red. I don't know what kind of fun it is.

Their instructor is from Su Baige's family. His name is Su Feng. He is thin and small and feels like he is on par with Wang Chuan. For some reason, he got into the Artillery Academy next door.

After eating at noon, he continued to stand in a military posture in the afternoon. Su Baige was exactly 1.8 meters tall and stood at the head of the penultimate row. His clothes were completely soaked and his back was sticky. He felt a little dizzy.But even the girl in front didn't pretend to faint, Su Baige thought about it several times, but he didn't have the nerve to do it.

Forget it, just bear with it.

By the end of the afternoon, Su Baige felt that his legs were going to be broken, and he didn't have any intention of eating. He just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep for 24 hours at a stretch.However, he still had to go see Jing Xing.

Jing Xing lived in the dormitory of the family building, and it took more than 20 minutes to walk from the campus to the family area. Thanks to the old campus, it would take more than half an hour to ride a bicycle from the new campus.Su Baige called Jing Xing and told him that he also went to the cafeteria to order two dishes right after class, so that the two of them could have a simple meal at night.

On the way back, Su Baige felt that he was really tired, and sometimes he would be in a daze before his eyes. On the way, he bumped into a female teacher who was riding a bicycle, and his leg was rubbed with burning pain.

The female teacher was startled, and hurriedly jumped out of the car: "Are you all right, classmate?"

Su Baige shook his head, and was taken aback by himself: "It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired from military training."

"Is it hypoglycemia? Go to the school hospital for a checkup."

Su Baige nodded: "I see, thank you teacher, you can go to work."

"Well, slow down yourself."

After saying goodbye to the female teacher, Su Baige finally arrived at Jing Xing's place, and Jing Xing had already arrived home.

"Brother." Su Baige knocked on the door outside.

"Here we come." A deep voice came from inside, and the door opened in response. Su Baige subconsciously took a step back, raised his head and saw Jing Xingxing coming out.

Jing Xing was tall, wearing a blue polo shirt and milky white slacks, with long arms and legs, he looked like a model.He stood casually towards the door, looked at Su Baige quietly without a smile on his face, and the powerful aura that only belonged to the teacher who made poor students dare not look directly rushed over his face.

Su Baige looked at him, the expression on his face almost froze: "Brother?"

Jing Xing still didn't move, suddenly opened his mouth and sneezed loudly: "Ah-choo—"

"Damn!" Su Baige wiped his face stiffly, drooling.

Jing Xing smiled: "Excuse me, come in, there are no activities tonight?"

"It's gone." Su Baige returned the car keys to Jing Xing and followed into the house, changing into slippers at the door, "After another night of training, I can directly plan my next life, brother, I want to take a bath."

Jing Xing came over with a glass of water, leaned on the shoe cabinet at the door to look at him, rubbed his forehead while drinking, and said, "Wash it, I'll find you two clothes, you throw your body into the washing machine and bang, Can do it tomorrow morning."

To be honest, Jing Xing is really handsome, with deep eyebrows and sharp edges and corners. Su Baige has always been confident in himself, but Jing Xing just casually stops there and even frowns, and all the hormonal aura rushing towards his face makes people see Especially jealous, how could this person have such good genes?

"My clothes are thick, so they may not be able to dry completely."

"Then cover it up, anyway, according to your current amount of exercise, it won't take half an hour to pass." Jing Xing's voice sounded a little harsh, even nasal.

Su Baige: "..."

"Brother, do you have a cold? What time did you come back last night? Did you drink too much?"

"Yeah, I'm getting old..." Jing Xing had already put down his water glass and swayed back into the bedroom. He rummaged through the closet and said with emotion, "When I just graduated, I drank and sang all night long. I don’t remember how it was in class, today it’s almost like being punished, so I have to be restrained in the future.”

Su Baige followed into Jing Xing's bedroom, his eyes widened: "You haven't come back all night?"

Jing Xing threw a white vest to him, and found another pair of beach pants: "Go take a shower, it stinks."

Su Baige pursed his lips, and went to the bathroom with his clothes: "What did my dad tell you?"

"Eleven will take you back."

Su Baige stood still holding the door frame, turned around and asked, "Eleventh? Is it worth it for these few days?"

"Your father said so."

"I don't want to go back. I've gone back to what I should and shouldn't. Why should I go back?" Su Baige said impatiently.

Jing Xing didn't speak, but glanced at him.

Su Baige frowned slightly, with a displeased expression on his face. At this time, the rascal temperament in him was particularly vivid: "Forget it, I'll go to your house to see my aunt, and when you come back, you will be sick." Send me home immediately."

"Whatever you want." Jing Xing got up and went to the kitchen, "Why did you go last night? You were full of ghosts."

Su Baige's scalp exploded: "What?"

There was a smile in Jing Xing's voice, as if he was joking with him: "What time did you come back last night and where did you go?"

Su Baige: "The dormitory is closed when I come back, so I went for a stroll around the back mountain."

There was silence in the kitchen for a while, and Jing Xing's voice came out slowly: "Don't run around at night, you are so brave."

"Understood." Su Baige stood at the door of the toilet for a while, the mess in his mind was still about Su Zheng asking him to go home on November, he was very irritable, wanted to smoke, so he had to close the door and take a shower.

Su Baige taking a bath is like fighting a war. When he finished washing and getting dressed, he realized that his leg was scratched and bleeding, so he couldn't help but put on shorts and came out: "Brother, do you have any gauze here?"

"No." Jing Xing was sitting in the living room, and when he turned around, he saw the wound on his leg, "There is a Band-Aid."

"Then Band-Aids."

Su Baige used a few pieces of Band-Aid to stick the wound, Jing Xing stretched out his hand and pressed it: "Does it still hurt?"

"fine."

Jing Xing: "Let me give you a gift, do you want a necklace, a bracelet or a ring?"

Su Baige: "Huh?!" Are you sick, why don't you give this kind of thing?

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Thank you for liking Wenwen, I will write it well, thank you for Nian Yibao’s landmines and nutrient solution, um, ok!