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It was windy and dry outside, Qin Sinian put on face cream and hand cream carefully, hurriedly put on his shoes, and when he ran out of the corridor, he didn't see Bai Ai Ze, only saw No.1 with a sullen face at the corner of the stairs.

He looked at the toilet, then at the empty corridor, and asked Shang Chu in a murmur, "Shang, classmate Shang, have you seen classmate Bai Aize?"

"Let's go." Shang Chu lifted his chin.

"Oh, alright."

Qin Sinian saw that he seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and ran down the stairs at a fast pace.

He caught up with Bai Aize on the way to the playground, and Qin Sinian followed behind panting, wanting to go up and talk to him but didn't dare.

When his breath calmed down a bit, he pursed his lips, stepped on Bai Aize's slender shadow on the ground, and casually picked up a conversation: "Student Bai, that...Thank you for picking up my bear."

"You're welcome." Bai Aize answered concisely with his hands in his pockets.

"What a coincidence, we are actually in the same dormitory," Qin Sinian continued his efforts, his tone excited, "I am very happy, you are the first person I met here, and I should be the first person you met too! "

Bai Aize's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he continued, "It doesn't count."

"Ah..." Qin Sinian was a little lost, and continued to look for something to say, "Oh, by the way, I just saw classmate Shang, and seemed a little angry, and I don't know why..."

"He just has a big temper." Bai Aize said.

Qin Sinian noticed that Bai Aize's tone was not as cold as before when he said these three words, so he boldly turned his head to look at him, and was surprised to find that there was an indistinct smile on Bai Aize's face.

He licked his lips and asked softly, "Are you on good terms with fellow monks?"

Bai Aize didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows.

Song Yao came out of the toilet, saw Shang Chu's buttocks were bloodshot, wished he could stare his eyes like copper bells, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Fuck? Are you here as an aunt?"

Shang Chu stared at him suspiciously: "Funny?"

Song Yao couldn't help moaning at the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "It's not funny."

"Very good." Shang Chu said.

Song Yao looked at his red trousers, then at the snow-white ceiling, finally couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"..."

In his heart, Shang Chu regarded Song Yao as the culprit. If it wasn't for this idiot who insisted on going to the bathroom, he wouldn't have to wait outside, wouldn't get his pants dirty by the handrail, and wouldn't be ashamed in front of Bai Aize's idiot.

He went downstairs with a dark face, and Song Yao laughed so hard, he chased after him and said, "What did you do? Hahahahahaha, do you want to buy you a sanitary napkin hahahahahahaha...."

Shang Chu couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and knocked his elbow on Song Yao's stomach, Song Yao smiled with tears in his eyes, hooked Shang Chu's shoulder, and asked him: "We each gave out a pair of pants, and you didn't have to change them after you made them like this." Yes, what are you going to do?"

Shang Chu glanced at him expressionlessly.

Song Yao snapped his fingers: "I have a solution."

"What?" Shang Chu was dubious.

"I suggest you put on a diaper, really." Song Yao was very serious, with a sincere expression, "I have experience, the first time Khrushchev came to his aunt when he was a child, I changed the dog's diaper for him by hand—poof Hahahahahahaha..."

Shang Chu: "I also have a suggestion."

Song Yao wiped his tears and asked, "What suggestion?"

"I suggest you go to the toilet next time," Shang Chu said firmly, with both hands in his trouser pockets, "jump yourself into a pit."

Song Yao laughed so hard.

The small playground is just behind the dormitory building. It is a standard 400-meter plastic runway. To the east is a three-meter-high rostrum. A banner is hung on the platform. School youth training camp.

Shang Chu and Song Yao came last, and the rest gathered in twos and threes on the playground.Shang Chu took a glance and saw that there were two girls sitting side by side on the stone bench, one with a neat high ponytail and the other with ear-length short hair, which was particularly conspicuous among a group of rough men.

They are the only two female Alphas who have passed the selection this year, one is Su Qingming and the other is Qi Zhao.

Even if they are both Alphas, the physical strength of females is still weaker than that of males.Although it is not expressly stipulated that female Alphas cannot apply for the police academy, there are very few women who have passed the examination and really entered the police system over the years.

Su Qingming and Qi Zhao were able to pass the selection, which is already different from ordinary people.

Shang Chuduo glanced at them, and the girl with the high ponytail happened to turn her head to look this way, met Shang Chu's gaze, put two fingers together on her forehead and lightly tapped, and greeted neatly and handsomely.

Shang Chu also smiled at her.

Jiang Xuecheng formed a circle with Yu Fan and Zhang Juexiao. Yu Fan saw Shang Chu and Song Yao first, and waved warmly to them.Jiang Xuecheng didn't have any expression on his face, he glanced at Shang Chu lightly and then looked away.

"Hey," Song Yao bumped Shang Chu's shoulder and said in a low voice, "That Jiang Xuecheng, he doesn't accept you."

"I can tell," Shang Chu didn't care, "I'll take it right away."

"Anyway, he is also No.7," Song Yao laughed, "You can't pay more attention to him!"

"Seventh?" Shang Chu smiled lightly, "It's not enough for me."

"What about No.3?" Song Yao hooked Shang Chu's neck and asked with a smile, "Is it enough for you?"

"That's enough," Shang Chu broke his hand, "You're fucking killing me."

"Fuck!" Song Yao cursed.

Within a few minutes, the three instructors drove police motorcycles to the playground. They only wore short sleeves in winter, and their arms were muscular, as thick as Shangchu's thighs.

It was said to be the camp opening meeting, but in fact, it was to frustrate these forty or so little kids, to temper their temper, and to show off their prestige by the way.

One of the most vicious faces was their chief officer, Hou Jian.

The first thing Hou Jian did when he came out was to train them one by one. He said that Qi Zhao tied his ponytail because he wanted to slap the opponent to death with his hair when he was fighting, and said that Qin Sinian's body smells so good. The draft picks said that Jiang Xuecheng's unreasonable pitfalls are better than shaving, and that Song Yao, a big man, still has pierced ears, why don't he just bring the emerald earrings...

Song Yao gave a military salute: "Report to the instructor! I wore earrings and they were confiscated!"

Hou Jian snorted and said, "Should I make a report and return your earrings to you?"

Song Yao smiled hippie: "Can you?"

Hou Jian's resolute dark face moved close to Song Yao, almost touching the tip of his nose, and then suddenly shouted: "Get out! Eighty push-ups!"

"Eighty?!" Song Yao tried to bargain, "Is it okay to have less?"

"One hundred!" Hou Jian put his hands behind his back, with a serious face, "If you don't want to do it, you can go home and sleep right now! Here, the first thing you have to learn is absolute obedience!"

"Okay," Song Yao snorted, "One hundred, right? I'll do it!"

Song Yao was doing push-ups, Hou Jian casually ordered someone to help him count, and then stood in front of Shang Chu.

Shang Chu stood very straight, with his hands hanging by his sides, and his middle finger clinging to the seam of his trousers, which was a very standard military posture.

Seeing the red behind him, Hou Jian frowned and asked, "What's the matter with the butt?"

"It's not a big heart." Shang Chu replied sternly.

"What's it called?" Hou Jian asked.

"Shang Chu."

Hou Jian nodded: "No.1?"

Shang Chu nodded, and there was imperceptible sharpness in his voice: "Yes."

Hou Jian asked again: "Do you think No.1 is great?"

Shang Chu replied: "Yes."

"Wrong! No.1 is nothing special," Hou Jian stared fixedly at Shang Chu's eyes with sharp eyes, "everyone here has the potential to surpass you."

Shang Chu kept looking at a fixed point in the air, and when he heard this sentence, his eyes moved to Hou Jian's face, met his eyes, and said firmly, "Report to the instructor, it's impossible."

"Say it again."

"Report to the instructor, it's impossible."

Hou Jian suddenly raised his voice: "Say it again!"

"Report to the instructor!" Shang Chu also increased the volume, "Impossible!"

"Shang Chu comes out!"

Shang Chu took a step forward.

"Run around the field ten times!"

Shang Chu didn't say a word, and started running around the playground.

Hou Jian looked at Shang Chu's running back, without any fluctuation on his face, and then walked up to Bai Aize.

Bai Aize's clothes were very neatly dressed, without any extra folds, and his standing posture was as standard as what was picked out from a textbook.

Hou Jian also stared at him for a moment, then asked, "Name."

"Bai Aize."

Hou Jian obviously knew his background, and asked bluntly, "Do you think I'm awesome?"

When he said this, people who didn't know that Bai Aize was airborne all felt something was wrong, and all looked sideways.

"What are you looking at!" Hou Jian roared, "Stand up straight!"

Bai Aize showed no sign of being offended, and calmly replied: "No."

"Very good," Hou Jian said, "Here, no matter what number you are, no matter who you are, everyone is the same, understand!"

"No," Bai Aize said indifferently, "No.1 is indeed remarkable."

"Say it again!"

"Report to the instructor," Bai Aize stood upright, meticulous from the neckline to the shoelaces, but out of thin air gave birth to a rebellious temperament, "No.1, it's really amazing."

"You mean him?" Hou Jian raised his hand and pointed at Shang Chu who was running on the playground.

"No," Bai Aize said, "I mean No.1, the No.1 from now on is me."

Hou Jian's sharp eyes like a falcon stared at Bai Ai Ze, Bai Ai Ze didn't flinch, and looked ahead without being humble or overbearing.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and the others didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Qin Sinian bit his lip, worried that Bai Aize would be punished, but didn't dare to speak up for him.

Only Song Yao whistled while doing push-ups, and raised his voice: "Old Bai, you are awesome!"

"Add fifty more!" Hou Jian glared at him, then turned around and said, "Bai Aize, come out!"

Bai Aize took a step forward.

"Run the playground ten laps!"

Shangchu happened to finish the first lap. Seeing Bai Aize also on the track, he raised his eyebrows and asked while running, "The airborne ones will be punished too? This instructor is not sensible!"

Bai Aize glanced at him, nodded in agreement: "It's ignorant, even menstruation will be punished."

"Fuck you!" Shang Chu laughed angrily, "You're only fucking on your period!"

Bai Aize raised the corners of his lips soundlessly, and ran forward with big strides.

He has tall legs and long steps, and Shang Chu has to speed up his steps if he wants to catch up with him.

"Hey, I came first to the inner circle, you go to the outer circle!" Shang Chu ran to Bai Aize's side, feeling a little out of breath, and touched his hand with his elbow.

"I don't think it's necessary for us to snatch the right to use the inner lane." Bai Aize breathed steadily, "My legs are ten centimeters taller than yours by visual inspection, and my running speed is higher than yours. We are not running parallel."

After he finished speaking, he stepped up his pace, leaving Shang Chu behind.

"We are indeed not parallel." Shang Chu speeded up his frequency to catch up, and raised his chin provocatively at him, "I am the number one."

The two ran side by side for hundreds of meters, Shang Chu suddenly looked back, and raised his voice, "Song Yao? You were fined for running laps too?"

Bai Aize subconsciously turned around, the back of the runway was empty, and Song Yao was still doing his push-ups on the spot.

Taking advantage of the gap when he slowed down, Shang Chu turned to the inside of the runway and raised his eyebrows arrogantly at Bai Aize.

"Childish." Bai Aize sneered.

Behind the rostrum, a middle-aged man with the badge of the Second Inspector on his shoulder quietly looked at the young people on the playground.

Beside him, a police officer frowned and said solemnly: "Ju Wang, these kids are too crazy, do you want me to go..."

"No need," Wang Ju raised his hand to interrupt, and there was a rare smile on his usually serious face, and his tone was faintly appreciative, "Young people nowadays have a lot to do."

"But......"

"What is the people's police?" Wang Ju looked at the teenagers running side by side on the track, and said with a smile, "It's the sharp sword of the people. If you don't have vigor, how can you forge a sharp blade."

The author has something to say: The following is a clarification from Mr. Shang Chu: Mr. Shang Chu's legs are not short, but Mr. Bai's legs are too long