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Xie Yu'an naturally didn't open his mouth, just kept looking at that person, and he said naturally: "Then I'll sing "Flastic", it's in Cantonese, I hope you like it."

"Okay!" The instructor immediately took the lead and clapped his hands.

Then the man's singing sounded and fell into Xie Yu'an's ears, and he felt that his eyes were fixed on that man's face, and he could no longer move away.

He has never paid attention to this person's voice, because many things have happened since we met, and he has no time to take care of it. At this moment, when he heard his deep singing voice falling in his ears, Xie Yu'an suddenly found that this person's voice was very clear and clear , with a bit of magnetism, it sounds very comfortable. Under his performance, this very familiar song has another feeling, which makes people calm down and listen carefully.

After a song was sung, the person bowed slightly and returned to his original position, and the "audience seats" also burst into warm applause. Xie Yu'an felt unfinished, and wanted to record the song just now. Listen to it ten times or eight times.

"How is it? Does it sound good?" The person in front turned around and asked with a smile.

"Also... okay." Someone cleared his throat and said.

That person didn't mind either, but his smile deepened a bit, and his eyes shone with a different kind of brilliance, like stars from the sky falling into them.

Back in the dormitory, Xie Yuan took a glass of water and asked casually, "Have you ever learned to sing?"

The man didn't answer immediately, but looked at him with some playful eyes, "According to what you said, the song I sang shouldn't be 'okay', you even wonder if I have received special training, why? It should be at the 'good' level, too."

"...Damn..." Xie Yu'an was choked up and had nothing to say, he really wanted to splash a glass of water on that kid's face, is there such a grudge? !

Wen Hengye laughed again, stood up and patted the man on the shoulder, "I'm kidding you, I have no training, my level is only "okay" to your ears, if experts listen to it, I might even be "average" ' None of it counts."

"..." Xie Yu'an still didn't know what to say.

On the morning of the next day, Xie Yuan realized that their military training was not for a whole day. They spent more than an hour listening to lectures in the morning, and real military officers would come to explain their professional knowledge to them. written examination.But even so, he wouldn't feel much better. Under the scorching sun, he didn't have the slightest enthusiasm for listening to the lectures. He would only think that those people spoke alien languages ​​that he didn't understand. It's fun to circle and walk two steps.

As the military training continued, he found that there was no tendency to cool down at all this day, so he never gave up on his "escape training" plan. He once thought about running outside without a shirt to catch a cold, but this No matter how stupid the approach is, I won’t talk about it for now, just based on the temperature at night, even if he really runs all night, he may not be frozen.

On the night of the third day of military training, Wen Hengye fell into a drowsy sleep when he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. He thought he was dreaming and ignored it. The next morning, after he washed his roommate, he was still awake and was about to When he woke up, he found that his hair was wet. A few strands of bangs were softly attached to his forehead, and even the pillow was wet. He was still naked and only wearing shorts. Then lie on the bed carelessly.

Did he want to avoid military training by making himself sick? ?

Wen Hengye didn't know what to say, so he stretched out his hand to test the man's forehead and found that he didn't have a fever, so he pushed the man's shoulder, "Yu An, wake up, we're going to be late!"

"...Mmm..." After a few seconds, the person on the bed finally reacted, his big eyes opened a little, his lips pursed slightly, and he looked at himself with a confused look on his face.

Wen Hengye let out a sigh of relief, and didn't know whether to praise this person for being creative and rebellious, or to blame him for being too nonsense and not pampering himself. He didn't want to think that if he was really sick, what would it matter if he could escape the military training? benefit?It was not himself who was suffering.

But this person's expression at this time is really quite interesting. Xie Yu'an himself has a handsome face, with good-looking eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips. The average person is older, especially now that he has just woken up in a daze, which adds a bit of childishness, making him really want to pinch this little brother's face a few times.

The eyes fell on him again. Boys would always compare each other's body subconsciously when the other was naked. Wen Hengye had basically never lost since he was a child. Even if the person in front of him had a good figure He is definitely not as good as himself, so he doesn't have a trace of envy and jealousy, he just admires it with great interest, and he can tell that this person's body shape is very good, and his shoulders are wide enough It is also tall enough, with a thin waist and long legs, and obvious muscles can be seen everywhere. If this appearance falls in front of a girl, it will definitely cause screams.

After praising him in his heart and looking back at that person's face, the eldest young master rubbed his eyes and finally sat up slowly, as if he hadn't slept enough. Wen Hengye helped him get his clothes and said, "Why did you go last night?" Is it? It’s not a cold bath, is it?”

"Yeah," someone covered his mouth and yawned, his voice was indistinct, "I rinsed my head with cold water for a long time on purpose, and went to bed before drying it off."

Wen Hengye: "...Then don't you have a headache now?"

"It seems to be okay. It hurts a little but not very painful. It's not so bad that I can't get up. I'm just too sleepy. I got up at three o'clock in the morning to rush, and it took half an hour to finish it."

"...But you definitely can't escape the military training like this," Wen Hengye sighed, "Get up first, eat your meal, and tell me if you feel really uncomfortable."

"Okay." Someone finally wobbled to the ground, and then wobbled to the bathroom.

Xie Yu'an bought a big bag of bread to save trouble before, but now it is quite useful. The two of them finished their meal, packed their clothes and went downstairs. It was only eight o'clock, and a certain person was always looking like he was about to yawn. I couldn't type it again, and looked quite sluggish.

Looking at him, Wen Hengye really wanted to ask him how he felt every few seconds. Even he thought he was too wordy, but there was no way. ordinary people.

In fact, he would ask that person every time he was resting. The spirit of the little brother has not been very good all the time. Although he did not drop his eyes for training, he was still dull, he seldom talked, and he didn't even eat at noon. Wen Hengye had no choice but to order a takeaway for him and put it aside for preparation. After he lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest, he heard the man complaining from over there: "My god, I'm so uncomfortable." died……"

Wen Hengye hurriedly got out of bed and went to the man's bedside and asked, "What's wrong? Why is it uncomfortable?"

"The whole body is uncomfortable..." Someone glanced at him with sad eyes. His head has been hurting since he woke up in the morning. The sun is so hot that he is dizzy and wants to pass out. His body is pretty good, and he can do all kinds of movements without mistakes. Originally, the movement of his limbs has nothing to do with headaches, which made him feel that his body has changed masters, and he is completely out of control.

"If you really can't do it, don't go in the afternoon," Wen Hengye said helplessly, "At worst, let him give you a demerit, and deduct points from your military training results."

Their military training results will be counted as grade points, and it has something to do with various evaluations of scholarship students at the end of the term. Of course, the young master doesn't care about this, but Xie Yu'an did not agree with his point of view, struggling to sit up, "I I won’t do it! If I want to run away, I’ll ask the hospital to give me a sick leave form, and I’ll run away openly! I’m not going to run away like a deserter!”