Ring Lord of the Red Chamber

"Hey, Huan'er, you're back." After a short lunch break, Yu Wenji came out of the camp first, just in time to see Jia Xiaohuan who was walking quickly, and smiled subconsciously to say hello.

Originally, he thought that this kid shrank and kicked the group of them into the mud pit and couldn't get out, so this kid picked himself up.

Behind Yu Wenji, young people came out one after another, and they were all surprised to see Jia Xiaohuan.It's just that the drills of the Youth League were rigorous, and they didn't have time to dawdle, they all rushed to the training ground after saying hello.

Jia Xiaohuan didn't delay, she put the small package she brought on her bed, and rushed to the training ground at the same speed.Probably because of the longing in his heart, Mr. Huan's footsteps are much lighter than before.

There was no other way, seeing that he was going to be able to share joys and sorrows with Jia Baoyu in the Youth League, Lord Huan really couldn't wait!

Yesterday, Yu Wenxi mentioned that the Supreme Emperor wanted to put Jia Baoyu into the Youth League, so as to explore the reality of the Youth League.If he had been a boy from the other family, Yu Wenxi would have sent him back without saying a word, but Jia Baoyu was different.

His Majesty the Emperor knew very well that his baby would be very happy if Jia Baoyu was brought into the Beijing camp to be tortured.Uncle Plaster never tires of making the baby happy, so after a few shirks, he acquiesced to Jia Baoyu's matter.

He promised Jia Xiaohuan to return to Beijing camp today, precisely because Jia Baoyu went to Beijing camp today.

"It turns out that you are the one who came back today. I heard from them that someone is coming, so I thought it was a newcomer." Before the coach came, Yu Wenji leaned next to Jia Xiaohuan, looking familiar.

After all, when they practiced together for many days and supported and helped each other, it was considered as a friendship that they had served as soldiers together.

Before Jia Xiaohuan could answer, he first glanced at Shui Rong, then lazily turned to Yu Wenji, and said, "You guessed right, they are recruiting newcomers. You should know this person, especially Prince Shui."

Hearing this, Yu Wenji and Shui Rong looked at each other, and couldn't help guessing who could join the Youth League halfway.It wasn't just the two of them, most of the teenagers present were paying attention to their conversation, and they were also curious about the newcomers who were about to join.

During this period of time, it's not that no one wanted to send the juniors in the family to the Youth League, but all of them were rejected.This newcomer is the only one today, who interjected halfway.How could he not surprise them if he entered among them.

The teenagers still wanted to ask more questions, but saw that the instructor had already walked over quickly, so they stopped talking and stood in line neatly.It's just that each of them couldn't help casting their eyes behind the coach, staring at the young man who followed.

"So it was him." Shui Rong had met Jia Baoyu before, and had asked him to play in the palace, so he recognized him at a glance.He was seated next to Yu Wenji, and he said calmly and softly: "Jia Baoyu of Rongguo Mansion, the one who was born with jade, is... Jia Huan's direct brother."

Jia Xiaohuan was the youngest and the shortest one in the youth group, standing at the head of the team, able to look at Jia Baoyu without any hindrance, seeing all his expressions in his eyes.

The old ladies, masters, and wives of Rongguo Mansion didn't know why, but they were willing to send this precious egg here. It's really rare!

Jia Baoyu was at a loss at this time, and had no idea why he was sent to the barracks.Shouldn't he go into the study to study?Why did you come to a place like Jingying?What are you doing here?Is it to be trained as a rough ruffian?

Surrounded by questions all over his head, Jia Baoyu subconsciously wanted to back down.However, the butler Lai Dayi sent him here and left without him even having time to react, and he didn't have a servant of the family around him.

Jia Baoyu's legs were already a little weak after being brought to the empty training ground by a brutal and cruel coach.But the appearance of a few familiar faces made his heart feel a little more at ease, and he couldn't help but look at the acquaintances eagerly.

Among them, Jia Baoyu is most familiar with Beijing King Shui Rong, and he is almost tired of relying on him.On the contrary, it was Jia Xiaohuan who had left Rongguo Mansion early. Jia Baoyu glanced over a few times, but didn't recognize him.

However, the circles around the eyes made Second Master Bao's mentality change a bit.The group of teenagers in front of him were mostly fifteen, six, or seven years old, and more than half of them were handsome in figure, handsome in appearance and outstanding in character, which inevitably made Jia Baoyu stupefied, and even put the little bit of fear and cowardice out of his mind. back.

He was intoxicated, but the instructor wouldn't let him stop, he pointed him to a place, and without saying a word, he just said: "As usual, run ten miles with a load, let's start."

This is one of the warm-ups before the training of the Youth League, and they have to run once in the morning and afternoon.

A heavy package was tied on his body suddenly, and then he started running along with the crowd in a daze. Jia Baoyu didn't know what happened at all.He drove tens of miles from Beijing to come here just to run with something on his back?

But, soon Second Master Bao had no energy to think about this, and there was only one word left - tired!

Jia Xiaohuan ran at the end of the line, and looked up at Jia Baoyu from time to time to see his distressed posture, which made her feel more cheerful.Then, he couldn't help guessing in his heart, how far would this treasure's second child fall before he ran?

He was not very considerate about the young master, he had eaten too much jealousy from Jia Baoyu in his previous life, and now that he had picked up a plaster and stuck it on his body in this life, he had to let go of his anger no matter what.Although this gloating, harming others and not benefiting himself, Master Huan recognized it.

The practice field of the Youth League is not big, and it takes about one mile to run around.The second master Bao, who is usually spoiled in the house and can't even walk a few more steps, can't bear it without running half a lap.

A jade-white round face was flushed red, it was still cold and cold, but the face was already dripping with sweat.The red lips that usually look like grease, are now white, stretched open, panting desperately...

The Youth League has practiced like this for three or four months, and the teenagers have already adapted to this kind of training. The team maintained its shape neatly and ran at a uniform speed.However, a mouse dropping quickly appeared in the team today, abruptly destroying the team's shape.

The teenagers who were affected by him frowned, but none of them cared about anything, they all bypassed the mouse feces and continued their warm-up runs.They all have experience. If they run behind, they will be whipped by the coach, and they will have to be punished after the practice, but they can't let themselves suffer for nothing.

Jia Baoyu fell out of the line wheezing and panting, and became that rat droppings. He had just landed at the end of the line when he felt a sharp pain in his back, which made him cry out "Aw".The originally ignorant mind also came to his senses, and he looked up in shock and anger to see who dared to do anything to him, a son of the Hou Men's family.

The coach didn't care what he was thinking, he stared and shouted loudly: "Keep up with the team, don't fall behind." As he said that, he mercilessly struck down with the whip again, hitting Jia Baoyu's leg hard.

"Ah—it hurts!" Jia Baoyu couldn't stand this, his leg couldn't stand up after being whipped, and he fell to the ground, curled up with his hands on his legs, and cried out.The face that was originally blushing turned green and white, and the eyes that were always looking forward to affection were filled with tears, and the golden beans fell off in the blink of an eye.

"What the hell..." The coach knew Jia Baoyu's background, and muttered in disgust, and then the whip in his hand kept whipping Jia Baoyu to his feet, "Get up, keep running! Get up! run--"

Thinking back then, Duke Rong was so heroic, brave and good at fighting, he was a great hero in the founding of this dynasty, and the instructors who were born in the army were revered.But look at the younger master of the Rongguo Mansion, who is clearly a young man in his prime, but cries like a woman, the teacher feels ashamed for the old Rongguo.

The whip fell on his body, and Jia Baoyu felt the pain to the bone, and couldn't control his crying at all, and soon his voice became hoarse and his eyes swelled.Under the pressure of the whip, he didn't dare to roll around on the ground anymore, and struggled forward while rolling and crawling.

It is said to be running, but in fact, the tired and painful Second Master Bao is not as fast as usual.How could this coach allow it, and immediately gave him another whip without saying a word, and there was only one word in his mouth, "Quick, quick, quick..."

For a moment, Jia Baoyu really thought, just collapse and never get up again.He still doesn't believe it, if he really doesn't get up, how dare this reckless man beat him to death?

But as soon as this idea came up, he caught up with the youth group who was a lap ahead of him, and ran past him neatly roaring.After all, Jia Baoyu came from a dignified and honorable family, and at the age of a competitive teenager, at least he still wanted to save face.

In particular, when Jia Baoyu saw the beautiful and calm Prince of Beijing in the team, he forced himself to suppress his thoughts of being a rascal, gritted his teeth and dragged his two stumped legs, running and running.

He can't let Lord Shui see a joke, and he can't lose face in front of so many outstanding figures!

But even with such persistence, Jia Baoyu couldn't finish the ten-mile run with a load, not even half of it.After the teenagers finished running, the coach temporarily let him return to the team, and started the formal practice this afternoon.He wouldn't waste the entire team's time for such a thing.

It was nearly dusk, and Jia Baoyu collapsed suddenly when the coach gave the order to "disband".He just felt that he was going to fall apart, and there was no pain anywhere in his body. He really didn't know how he survived this afternoon.Watching the teenagers leave the training ground in twos and threes, Jia Baoyu struggled to sit up, and wanted to ask his friend to help him stand up and walk.

It's just that what he didn't expect was...

"You, continue the unfinished weight-running in the afternoon. In addition to the original ten miles, you will be fined..." The coach stood in front of Jia Baoyu with a sullen face, his hands behind his back, looking down at him, and said: "An extra ten miles will be fined. , Don’t eat until you finish running.”

Hmph, this trash thing, he won't be fined twenty miles!

The author has something to say: Thank you Lazy Cat for mine, thank you! ! !

Thank you Mengyue Wuying for the mines, two, thank you! ! !

Someone asked CP a question, basically it is Uncle Plaster! ! !

The warm-up of running is also the warm-up of Jia Baoyu being tortured!