Pretending to be good

After the meeting, a few people returned to the dormitory, the classmate who was dragging was also there, the bed had already been made, and he was sitting at the table reading a book. very.

Xi Ci and Jiang Mingcheng were not the type to take the initiative to talk to people, they were doing their own business, and they didn't bother to talk to him, but Chen Fan, the Bingshan who kept asking questions was getting impatient.

"Everyone is a classmate, let's communicate. My name is Chen Fan, his name is Xici, this is Jiang Mingcheng, Haibin No.1, classmate, what's your name?"

Bingshan glanced at him coldly, "He Fan."

"He Fan? My name is Chen Fan, your name is He Fan, we are so destined!"

He Fan ignored him.

Chen Fan chattered a few more words, Xici sat on the bed, ready to sleep with his head depressed.

Jiang Mingcheng slept with him head to head, very close to each other, Xici couldn't help but asked, "Mingcheng, is Uncle Jiang okay?"

Jiang Mingcheng snorted coldly, "What's none of your business?"

Xi Ci was silent, feeling a little stuffy in his chest.

For no reason, Jiang Mingcheng stopped stabbing him and remained silent.

Chen Fan was still persevering in striking up a conversation with He Fan in the underground. He didn't know what topic was mentioned. Chen Fan laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, and He Fan couldn't help laughing twice.

"My dad is fine, it's the same as going to and from work."

After hearing Jiang Mingcheng's words, Xici felt relieved.

Chen Fan was still talking, Xici was tired all day, and seemed to be falling asleep in a daze, but Chen Fan's voice was very annoying, turning over and over again, he vaguely heard Jiang Mingcheng's voice, and then there was silence around him.

Early the next morning, Xici was awakened by a ringing bell, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, what he saw was the snow-white top of the wall, and only then did he realize that he had arrived at school.

The administrator outside the dormitory was yelling to get up, Xici turned over, held back the anger of getting up, and dawdled up to change clothes.

Simply, none of the four people in the dormitory belonged to Moji. After washing up, they went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and then went to the designated area of ​​the playground to gather.

Looking around, the playground is full of camouflage uniforms, jackets tied into belts, and hats, all of them look energetic.

Especially for tall people like Jiang Mingcheng and He Fan, wearing a camouflage uniform makes them stand tall and handsome.

All the female students in the same class couldn't take their eyes off him.

The instructor was a young man who didn't look too big, but was very serious. Seeing that the team was sparse, he said sharply: "Everyone is there, stand at attention!"

The whole class listened to the password and stood up, and the instructor glanced at everyone, "From today on, I will be your instructor. During this half-month military training, I will strictly demand you according to the requirements of recruits. I hope you can persevere and work hard, and don't ask for leave to go to the infirmary at every turn, do you understand?"

"I understand!"

"Speak up, I didn't hear you!"

"I understand!"

"Didn't you eat breakfast?!"

"Understood!" The voice was uniform and echoed.

The instructor nodded in satisfaction and started the first day of standing posture training.

In his previous life, Xici went abroad and never participated in military training, but he also had a little understanding, but it was second only to understanding. How could he have expected that the military training would be so difficult when it really fell on him!

Time passed bit by bit, and the sun above the head was getting bigger and bigger, and everyone was so sun-drenched that they forced themselves to stand still.

"Move, move! Why move! It only takes a few minutes to move!"

A student in the team was really itchy from the sweat dripping from his head, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to scratch it, but happened to be spotted by the instructor and kicked him.

In fact, that kick was not too heavy, even after standing for so long, the thighs and thighs were basically shaking, and the classmate was also clever, and he fell to the ground and passed out immediately after the kick, his eyes were tightly closed.

"I just fainted on the first day." The instructor shook his head bitterly, and assigned two classmates, "Send him to the infirmary, and come back immediately after sending him."

The two students who were assigned secretly poked and laughed, feeling that it was a good job, one on each side sent the fainted classmate to the infirmary.

Many people secretly wondered if they could do such a trick.

The instructor can be regarded as a 'battlefield-tested', reminding loudly: "Don't play tricks in front of me, if you pretend to be dizzy, go to the playground and run until you are dizzy!"

Such a sentence completely wiped out the small thoughts of a few students who harbored evil intentions.

The instructor stood in the shade and looked at the group of people in front of him, and asked, "Has the monitor of your class been elected?"

Someone below replied: "No."

"Then you choose one temporarily."

Many female students booed, "Jiang Mingcheng!"

The instructor heard, "Which one is Jiang Mingcheng? Take a step forward!"

Jiang Mingcheng took a step forward as he said.

The instructor walked back and forth in front of the team, and finally set his sights on Jiang Mingcheng, looked him up and down several times, "This student stands up well, since you also elected him as the squad leader, during the military training, you will be the squad leader of your class." gone."

Jiang Mingcheng didn't show any resistance, so he said yes and retreated to the team.

In fact, there were no lessons all morning. After learning to stand up and walk in unison, Xi Ci was very jealous of Jiang Mingcheng!

Why jealous?

Because the instructor asked Jiang Mingcheng to shout slogans during the break, that kid Jiang Mingcheng used his power for personal gain. While the instructor was not paying attention, he stood under the shade of a tree and shouted slogans, and winked triumphantly at Xici.

After training all morning, Xici's back was covered with sweat and his thighs were shaking. Jiang Mingcheng smiled lightly as if he was a normal person.

A few people rushed to the cafeteria almost as fast as they could, and devoured their food. After eating and drinking, Xi Ci, who was blowing on the air conditioner in the dormitory, felt that he was alive again.

After hastily taking a nap, looking at the scorching sun outside, the heat waves surging in mid-air, with the sound of whistles, the few people entered the team without love.

The sun at two o'clock was directly above his head, and Xici felt his skin under the camouflage uniform was burning. After burning, the clothes were soaked with hot sweat, and then evaporated by the sun.

Xi Ci felt that he could smell the smell of barbecue, and his soul was also being evaporated at this moment.

The morning is really not as good as the afternoon. The training for starting and running was less than two hours. Two or three girls fainted one after another and were sent to the infirmary. The instructor looked at the sun above his head and felt a little kind. , Let everyone rest under the shade for 10 minutes.

As soon as they disbanded, Xici seemed to have returned to Xici's soul. He leaned under the big tree in a state of embarrassment, fanning the wind with the brim of his hat.

Jiang Mingcheng came over and laughed at him, "Can't stand such a little training? Girls are better than you."

Xici gave him a blank look, and saw that the male classmates around him were almost the same as him, sitting on the ground with their heads slumped, so he felt relieved and continued to fan the wind.

Jiang Mingcheng came over and leaned against the tree trunk, Xici was about to laugh at him, but Jiang Mingcheng fanned the wind just enough to hit him, so Xici took advantage of the wind and closed his mouth.

Not long after, Chen Fan came over, took two bottles of ice water in his hand, and threw a bottle over to Xi Ci and Jiang Mingcheng. Xi Ci took a big gulp, the temperature of his whole body dropped, and he took several deep breaths comfortably.

"Mingcheng, if you shout slogans and stand in a military posture later, take care of your roommate."

Jiang Mingcheng drank several gulps from a bottle of ice water, and finally the unfinished part fell from the top of his head. The water flowed from his cheeks to his collar along the tips of his hair. Very frivolous and handsome.

With just one action, he won the hearts of many girls, and even the class next door secretly looked at Jiang Mingcheng.

Xi Ci was the closest to him, Jiang Mingcheng flicked his hair, and the water splashed on his face.

Xi Ci touched the water stains on his face, his teeth itching with hatred.

The instructor came from a distance and shouted to gather. The whole class had to go back to the sun again, and they still walked in unison. It was just that Jiang Mingcheng obviously took care of his three roommates when he shouted the password.

Xi Ci, Chen Fan, and He Fan stood at the end of the line. When Jiang Mingcheng shouted slogans, he would pull the line under the shade of a tree, which just covered the three of them.

Back in the dormitory at night, Chen Fan beat Jiang Mingcheng's back and served him water. He was extremely courteous.

"Brother Ming, is this strength okay?"

Jiang Mingcheng let him press comfortably, "It's okay."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "I still need your care tomorrow. From now on, you will be my big brother, Chen Fan! I will do whatever you ask me to do. I will never go east or west!"

Xici came out of the toilet with his shirt on and shorts on, and heard Chen Fan's flattering words, "Chen Fan, it's almost done."

When Chen Fan saw Xici coming out of the toilet, he exaggeratedly shouted twice, "Damn, Xici, you can't be a woman, are you so white?"

Xici is indeed quite white, not only the facial features are like Yuan Jiao's, but even the skin color is inherited from Yuan Jiao's.

The whiteness of the milk and the blue veins under the skin seem to be clearly visible.

Especially the narrow waist on the small pants, no extra fat, the muscle lines are well-proportioned when tensed, and the two waists are sunken, making people want to pinch them.

Xici looked down at himself, not feeling anything.

Chen Fan lifted his clothes and stood beside Xici, "Mingcheng, look at me and Xici, it's a stark contrast between a rough guy and a creamy kid, I'm surprised, we've all sunbathed in the sun all day today, Why can't you get a tan!"

Xici shrugged, "Natural."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the stairs to get the pajamas on the bed. Jiang Mingcheng happened to be sitting under his bed. The warm breath and sunken waist undoubtedly no longer stimulate Jiang Mingcheng's most primitive desires and desires.