Character Exchange System [Entertainment]

Military training is hard.

Military training is boring and hard.

After finally surviving the long third year of high school, and successfully and safely passing the college entrance examination, Mu Yingdi, who thought he was completely liberated, plunged headlong into the dire military training by surprise.

"No, listen to my explanation, I really want to stand in a military posture with you..."

The start of the school season is also the conscription season, just in time for "Sharpening the Blade" to be fully rolled out at eight o'clock, sweeping the ratings with an unstoppable posture.As a well-deserved male number one, Mu Tingche also quickly became popular across the country, and his image of a heroic military soldier was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in a blink of an eye, finally diluting the previous impression of a sick and weak boy in people's minds.

The instructor was Sha Baotian, who saw him being rescued twice with his own eyes, and the military training was conducted by the lieutenant of the military region, who personally carried him out of the room where he was almost poisoned by gas.Despite painstaking efforts to reassure, Mu Yingdi, who has repeatedly taught and committed crimes, still failed to gain anyone's trust, and was mercilessly pulled out of the military training queue, and successfully recruited enough students from the entire department at the beginning of enrollment. hate.

"They are playing with you, ignore them, how do you feel?"

Involuntarily dismissing a group of male and female students who were molesting happily, Rong Yi quickly walked over, threw him a can of orange juice, and looked at his face with concern: "Teacher Sha told us that your heart is not good. If you feel unwell, go back to the dormitory quickly, our tofu cubes are counting on you."

"I don't know why, but I always feel that the last sentence is your focus."

Mu Tingche spoke vaguely with a straw in his mouth, and glanced around at the classmates with different expressions and ghosts, and finally couldn't help but laugh.Nodding in compromise, Da Ma rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, okay, I'll go back in a while, who else wants to make a quilt, sign up immediately and wait until the deadline—"

Before the words were finished, the originally reserved crowd immediately cheered and surrounded him, scrambling to be the first to claim his name, and looked at him with attentive eyes that were completely different from before.

When filming "Sharpening the Blade", Gu Lang was forced to practice stacking tofu cubes. Under the almost perverted strict requirements of the old god, Mu Tingche naturally stacked them well.Seeing that he asked to be quilted into octagons every day when checking the dormitory, not only the quilts in his own department were almost folded by him, but also people from other departments came here admiringly, asking him to carefully fold the quilts and put them on the bedside for offering. , I dare not even touch it when I sleep.

In addition to demonstrating the military posture every day and helping to fold the quilt, even the untanning package specially bought from the local government is useless.Mu Yingdi pressed the quilt hard, glanced at the comments of fans excitedly begging for his military training photos, and sighed deeply.

Once such virtuous photos are circulated, the hard-working character set of "Sharpening Blade" may collapse.

After working tirelessly for half a month, he finally looked forward to the end of the military training. Muting Che, who thought he was finally liberated, happily packed his luggage and prepared to go home, but he was caught off guard by the notification of the military training performance.

"Just treat it as if you are still filming. They have been trained hard in the military, so they may not have your standard of action. If you want a tough guy character, isn't military boxing just right?"

Teacher Sha was doing psychological construction earnestly, coaxing people into the gymnasium with pushes and sangs.The overly attentive attitude caused Muting Che to reflexively have some ominous premonitions, but he still couldn't find anything to refute, so he could only resign himself to his fate and roll the cuffs of his training uniform to his elbows, biting the bullet entered the door.

As soon as he got to the backstage, he was blinded by the familiar faces in the auditorium. He resolutely turned around and wanted to run, but he was still a step too late. Mr. Li, who had been cut off by Shi Shiran, blocked him for a while. with.

"What are you running for? Back then in the Great Hall of the People, I had to bite the bullet. We are a small auditorium to watch you punch. Do we still have to buy tickets?"

Grabbing this uneasy student, Mr. Li raised his eyebrows solemnly, with a smile in his eyes: "You are a junior, older than them, and you just brought your nephew to report on the performance , it's nothing to you."

"teacher--"

Seeing through the evil thoughts of this group of people who simply want to entertain themselves, Yingdi Mu gave up the struggle wisely with a cry, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll go right away."

"Xiao Che, wait a minute."

Elder Li who came along with him suddenly called out to stop him, Mu Tingche turned around in doubt, and met Elder Li's tangled eyes that hesitated to speak.

Although Mr. Li called people to stop, when he was about to speak, he suddenly lost his confidence.His eyes dodged, not knowing what to say.After being punched in the back by Mr. Li, he shook his head and sighed solemnly: "It's true that the older you get, the less seedy you are. I didn't know which one it was at the beginning. If you lose your temper when you say you lose your temper, it's really powerful. But now it's time for you to lose your temper." When I apologized and said soft words, I was actually worse than a doll..."

"Okay, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

Mr. Li glanced unhappily at his disrespectful old friend beside him, finally bit the bullet and looked at Muting Che with a gentle tone: "Xiao Che, do you know——Is Xiao Feng busy recently? , when will you have time to come back to class?"

Finally heard a soft word from the old man, Mu Tingche's eyes brightened slightly, and he quickly said with a smile: "Mr. Li, Senior Brother, he will come back after finishing the round of interviews on the stage. Don't worry, as soon as he comes back, I will Definitely ask him to report to you first."

Hearing that he gave an affirmative answer, Mr. Li finally heaved a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.There was some embarrassment on his face again, and he coughed lightly and added: "I know he's busy in the stage, and I didn't rush him. But the students are about to start school, and they have to come back for two classes..."

"Okay, okay, I know you miss your little apprentice, so don't delay my students from performing on stage."

Elder Li couldn't help separating the people, smiled and gave Muting Che a nudge from behind, pouted on the stage: "Go up——we all agree that you don't need to rehearse for such a small occasion..."

Mu Yingdi, who was tricked into taking the stage, stood still in a hurry, without time to prepare anything, and didn't even have a chance to put his sleeves down properly.Suddenly someone under the stage made a fuss, hid in the crowd and shouted narrowly: "Little uncle, come one!"

Hearing that Rong Yi was shaking those brave heads, Muting Che stood still dumbfounded, sighed helplessly, shook his head slightly, and calmed down.

In her previous life, she was finally admitted to Yanying, went out to have a meal to celebrate, and accidentally got food poisoning, and entered the school a month late, so she didn't experience the lively atmosphere at all.Finally, I have a chance to go back and experience it for a while. He actually understands the old man's thoughts.

The gymnasium has been used for decades, it is very empty, and the furnishings are simple, not even the level of a small auditorium.

Quiet patterns spread out on the old wooden boards, faint dust is flying in the sun, the song list played by the distorted speakers seems to have not changed for decades, basketball hoops stand quietly at both ends, and the sidelines on the ground have been worn away Can't see very clearly.

Yan Ying is really poor. After so many years, she didn't even save money to renovate the gymnasium.

Mu Tingche slandered in his heart, tried hard to blink away the inexplicable water in his eyes, and met the familiar face, finally showing a faint smile that only belonged to Mu Jing.

The performance was very successful, and Mutingche still kept his dignity as a film king, and he transferred Gu Lang's last fighting style exactly.

It didn't take long for the video, which seemed to be of some indescribable image type, to be slag from pixels, and quickly spread on the Internet, gaining another round of excited cheers for Best Actor Mu.After excluding those strange comments that could reveal his waistline from under the baggy training uniform, and ignoring those excessive content that still dreamed of throwing him down, Mutingche found in a complicated mood that he didn't have any of the remaining names. It's familiar to me.

Feng Linwan worked tirelessly to help her teacher pick the coriander in the wontons, rubbed the teacher's head comfortingly, and slowed down her voice in a good-tempered manner: "Teacher, don't be angry, it means that you have more and more fans, even passers-by. I have a crush on you..."

"No, you haven't realized it yet, which means that everyone I know is already planning to fuck me."

Teacher Mu groaned and gasped for breath, picked up the scones on the plate, and took a big bite unhappily: "I think there is something wrong with this, don't they feel it at all with my aggressive image?" Do you notice my domineering side?"

"how to say……"

Feng Linwan fluctuated between coaxing his teacher and sticking to the truth, but he mustered up the courage to push the wonton after picking out the coriander: "Teacher, in fact, I have been asking them to tell you, I hope you can treat me well." There are some more rational realizations—”

"I don't listen, I'm obviously already very rational!"

Upon hearing this sentence, Mu Yingdi jumped up like a pinprick, and slapped his hands on the table angrily: "Xiao Mumu, can I not suppress you!"

……

Looking at his teacher who was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, Feng Linwan smiled helplessly and sighed softly.Shaking his head and standing up, he supported the dining table with one hand, hugged the back of his teacher's head, leaned over and kissed lightly: "Teacher, don't worry about these things."

"It's no wonder if you don't get entangled. The character design of such a tough guy like me is all ruined in your hands."

Muting Che snorted, but his tone softened, and he was successfully distracted by the other party's light kiss, picked up a scone and handed it over: "If I knew this was the result, I shouldn't have provoked you in the first place." ..."

"If the teacher didn't come to provoke me, I might not be what I am now."

Knowing that her teacher wasn't really angry, Feng Linwan shook her head with a smile, took a bite of the scone with his hand, and continued to speak seriously: "If the teacher hadn't pulled me out at that time, I would probably still be holding back until now." I can't move in Tianyu, maybe I will take on a few third-tier late-night shows, maybe I will be exiled to be a live reporter..."

"I've been a producer for a while, how can I even learn how to be glib?"

Mutingche raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and angrily knocked on the head of this student who was getting worse and worse: "You don't need to say nice things to me here, if you really want to respect the teacher, don't worry about it at night." Tossing a few times is better than anything."

It was rare for her teacher to puncture her so mercilessly, Feng Linwan blushed, lowered her head slightly and remained silent.Seeing his guilty face, Mutingche couldn't help laughing out of anger, and shook his head resentfully: "Now that he looks innocent, why won't he talk about the friendship between teachers and students? If you have the ability You just ask me to be on top once, I must be more restrained than you—"

Before he could finish his words, Feng Linwan shook his head without hesitation, looked at his teacher honestly, and said in a sincere and serious tone: "Teacher, don't think about these irrelevant things before you finish your elective homework. thing."

"My elective homework is not left by you!"

Mu Tingche stood up in grief and indignation, glared at the elective teacher who was pretending to be self-serving, and sighed deeply with grief: "It's good now, the status is gone, even the teacher is gone, and I am bullied by students all day long. It's a day of the world. Come on, people's hearts are not old..."

"Teacher, don't be angry. I'll help you with your homework. Let's do it together at night."

Feng Linwan coughed lightly to suppress his smile, held the other person's shoulders, and promised him in a good-tempered manner, with sincere and honest eyes: "When I approve my homework tomorrow, I will definitely add an extra little red flower to the teacher, and the score will definitely be higher." Highest in the class."

"Come on, even if you don't take care of me, my grades can only be the highest in the class."

Looking at the elective teacher who was blatantly pretending to be self-serving, Mu Tingche glanced at him angrily, but he couldn't help laughing out loud, shook his head helplessly, and finally gave up the unrealistic counterattack plan: "You don't need homework. Help, go to bed early tonight. Sha Baotian and I asked for leave and said that my stomach hurts tomorrow, and you have no classes or programs, so we can stay at home for a day."

"Teacher, is skipping class so blatant now..."

Looking at the teacher who could already predict that he would have a stomachache tomorrow, Feng Linwan nodded in awe, stood up immediately, and cleaned up the dining table with great motivation: "Then let's clean up now, take a shower and rest soon Well, I'll go get ready and I'll be right back."

The gentleman who obviously looks like a gentleman is so impatient at such a time, this little piece of wood is really getting more and more crooked as it grows.

Teacher Mu was shaking his head and sighing, when his hands were suddenly empty, and when he lowered his head, the dining table was already clean.He quickly jumped up and chased after him in disbelief: "Stop—Little Wood, I haven't had time to eat my wonton yet!"

(End of the article)

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