Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

He had forgotten that he still had a useless hand.

Yao Yu was silent for a while, and asked, "Are you afraid of pain?"

The person next to him put down his raised hand, and turned his head slightly when he heard the words: "Huh?"

Yao Yu: "Are you afraid of pain?"

Yi Yi: "...not afraid."

He couldn't tell why he asked this question, but he had a plan for what to do after asking.

The classmate surnamed Yao stretched out his claws that became numb when he moved, touched the arm that was hiding from him, and hooked it back to his waist.

"If it doesn't hurt, why hide!"

Yi Yi: "..."

Never thought that one day he would be choked on logic.

I can't say, I'm afraid you will hurt?

The classmate surnamed Yao had fierce capital letters on his face, probably because he felt ashamed. After all, he was such a grown-up, and no one could stand being raised by his deskmate as a son.

Yi Yi chuckled softly in his heart, and didn't insist any more.

The second day's training content added the stop and turn method, which was basically the same as yesterday. The only difference was that everyone's mental outlook had a qualitative leap-mainly the spirit.

The reason is simple, you can pass sideways in the afternoon.

"Horizontal" is also known as crawling forward.

Yao Yu's hand injury has subsided a lot, especially after moving his wrist in the morning, he found that it is not so uncomfortable to continue to move his wrist after getting used to the soreness. Instead, after resting for a long time, his whole forearm became stiff, and half of his arm seemed to lose consciousness.

He participated in the training in the morning, and he thought that it would be business as usual in the afternoon.

It turns out he thought too much.

There were two people staring at Yao's classmate, one surnamed Sun and the other surnamed Yi, and it was hard to tell which was more excessive.

Yao Yu sat on a picnic mat spread out in the grass, watching the students lying down, listening to all kinds of talking and laughing.

There was no "meal" in the picnic mat, and Sun Dongling pulled him to a group of class teachers, as if he regarded him as a meal.

"This is the child in our class who did all the homework correctly during the summer vacation. Look at it."

"You look handsome, yo, did you hurt your hand?"

"Teacher Jia also praised him to the students in our class yesterday, saying that he did a good job in the chemistry paper of the third year of high school."

"Oh, I'm really envious. The kids in Xiaosun's class are well-behaved and smart, unlike the bunch of troublemakers in my class."

"That's an exaggeration! There are piles of live treasures in our class, as if wholesalers don't need money."

Most of the good relations with Sun Dongling are young female teachers. Sitting on the ground is a beautiful scenery. Calling a male teacher to ensure that he is beautiful and delicious, but Yao Yu only thinks that he is the one who was cut open with a knife. His flesh and blood were bloody, and he couldn't open his mouth to complain.

His face stiffened with a smile.

There was nowhere to place his sight, and finally fell on the training team.

The two classes were divided into four horizontal rows, and fell on the edge of the grass in order, and followed the instructor's slogan to move forward bit by bit.

The grass here grows well, but the season is almost autumn, and there are bare yellow grass stalks everywhere in the grassland, and when someone pulls it, it will stick to it and recognize relatives.

Yao Yu's gaze was first on Yi Yi, and then drifted back one more.

Mainly because the guy behind him is really miserable.

The eighth class followed behind the seventh class, and the people in the back row faced the soles of the shoes of the people in the front row, listening to the instructions and crawling forward.

Yi Yi's legs are the longest in their row, and every time the people behind him have to follow very hard, not only to be careful not to be kicked in the face by the big guy, but also to try not to make the last move in place, Otherwise, you will be ridiculed by the instructor.

Really miserable.

Yao Yu looked closely for a while, and found that the person following Yi Yi was none other than Bu Xue.

All of a sudden he remembered what he said to Yi Yi last night.

……No way.

He looked over again, and suddenly felt that Yi Yi tilted his head and glanced at him at the same time, so the ominous premonition deepened.

There are so many people here, including head teachers and instructors, what does he want to do?Is it possible to kick someone to Siberia?

Siberia tells you not to litter, did you hear that?

However he was wrong.

Yi Yi took the last position in the seventh class, and he has been in this position since the first day of military training and has not changed.

On the contrary, Bu Xue, his height is in the middle of the eighth class, and no matter how much he jumps, he can't reach the height of the end of the team. Yao Yu didn't care about where he stood in the eighth class before, and he couldn't tell where he was when he crawled forward. The master's height difference was actually deceived by his feint.

Bu Xue covered his face, nosebleed seeped from between his fingers, and dripped a few drops on the ground.

Yao Yu: "..."

He didn't know what to say.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see the scene just now. It was the grandson who took the initiative to hit Yi Yi's sole with the nose that bleeds the most on his face. This kind of sacrifice and dedication cannot be praised by even the rainbow fart.

Yi Yi rolled over and sat on the grass, surrounded by Bu Xue's angry shouts: "Fuck! You're going too far!"

Yi Yi: "..."

Yao Yu: "..."

What Yi Yi thinks is that if I go too far, you can still only have a bloody nose?

What Yao Yu thinks is that this girl is too good at pretending, and the cold winter of my country's film and television depends on him to go out and save the world.

Probably because he was afraid that the class teacher would make a big deal into a trivial matter, Bu Xue deliberately picked them to go off to fetch water to "commit a crime". Right now, there are only little Huya and instructor Shi, Yao Yu, who can easily make people 1000 to [-] meters Suddenly a little flustered.

He is not afraid that Yi Yi will be fined 200 meters, and it is not a big problem to upgrade to 400 meters.

But what if the punishment is not running?

Without even thinking about it, Yao Yu stood up from the picnic mat and rushed to the scene.

Bu Xue's voice moved from far to near, and the barking became more and more fierce. Yao Yu suspected that his nosebleed was injected by him as chicken blood.

"Fuck! You did it on purpose! You are amazing from abroad? Let's fight face to face if we have the ability? What's the point of making dirty tricks?"

There was wind under Xiao Huya's feet, and he arrived at the scene within a few steps.

"What's the noise?"

Bai Lai's eyes were all fixed on this side, Yao Yu ran over without slowing down, and stood still dozens of seconds later than Xiao Huya.

Yi Yi also stood up, but he was calmer than any of these three people, and even raised his hand to pat the grass stem on his pants, comparing with Yao Yu...he seems to be the outsider who passed by.

Moreover, at his speed, there is reason to suspect that he got up when he saw Yao Yu approaching.

Little Huya was in a hurry to deal with this matter, after listening to Bu Xue's nagging, he casually comforted him, then dragged him and Yi Yi away alone, and interrogated Yi Yi on the way: "What's the matter with you?"

Yao Yu followed: "Instructor!"

"Don't talk." Little Huya had seen him a long time ago, and waved his hand to signal him to shut up, then went back and continued to ask: "During practice, I saw you were the slowest, I haven't looked for you yet, you should take me first." I found it."

Little Huya has a bright personality and is afraid of trouble. "Blood incidents" like this during military training are the kind of trouble he fears the most. When Bu Xue started screaming, his brain exploded, and he didn't think of anything until recently.

"It's you?" Little Huya frowned wildly, "That crooked nut in the class?"

This is fucking terrible. The student bloodshed incident is classified as a transnational bloodshed incident, and Xiao Huya wants to explode on the spot.

While thinking about what to say next, he glanced at the other side of the grass field from the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, the squad leader didn't pay attention to this.

Little Huya is worried, he can't speak English, and he can't figure out why the boy with a bleeding nose didn't know how to turn his head up even if his nose was bleeding, so that the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, and he reached out and smashed Bu Xue's head to the sky, It almost made him unable to put it down again.

"You...are..." He couldn't figure out why for a long time, and when he turned his head and saw that the boy's face with swollen hands changed a strange color, he was immediately annoyed.

"Why are you running here?" Little Huya will subconsciously shift his attention to others when he is annoyed, just like some people who are in trouble, their minds are doing what they say, and their hands have moved thousands of miles away Not ready to come back either.

Yao Yu's gurgling stomach collapsed when he heard Xiaohuya speak English, and suddenly he ran out of words.

Wait, this direction?

Divination, who was looking up at the sky at ninety degrees, became impatient, and was about to lower his head to speak, when he was slapped by Little Huya and snorted back to the sky: "Be honest!"

Bu Xue had no choice but to say to the sky: "The instructor can understand Chinese!"

Yao Yu: "But he won't say it."

There is no one in this wave of quick wit.

Little Huya: "?"

Can you do this?

The reason why Yao Yu dared to talk nonsense like that was because he remembered that Yi Yi never said a single word in front of Bu Xue and Xiao Huya.

Not even a um.

It seems that Yi Yi doesn't talk much to anyone except himself.

The student surnamed Yao was dazzled by this sudden idea, and almost forgot the current business.

The effect of Bu Xue's chicken blood lasted for a long time, and the howling never stopped: "Instructor! Don't listen to their nonsense, the two of them are in the same group! He can speak Chinese! The teachers can testify!"

Oh, I remembered my teacher at this time, Yao Yu was hurt by his eardrums, she didn't hide the disgust on her face, and took two steps back.

"Instructor Niu," Yao Yu said.

Fortunately, he still remembered Xiao Huya's last name. Although Xiao Huya's expression was not good when he heard this name, Yao Yu pretended not to see it and continued, "I'll help you translate."

This is a combo.

Bibu Xue's normal attacks that only know "he can speak Chinese!" and "he can!" have been upgraded to a higher level.

While speaking, Yao Yu glanced at Yi Yi intentionally, and saw that his cold face was frozen, and his expression was half a smile, his eyes bypassed the stalemate Bu Xue and Xiao Huya, and fell directly on himself.

Under the bright light, the color of his eyes became lighter and softer.

Yao Yu was shaken by his calmness.

Little Huya was a little dizzy from being entangled, and he believed no one for a while, so his instinct to avoid trouble broke out again, and his uncontrollable body turned to Yi Yi.

It's always right to talk to him, isn't it?

"What's going on?" Little Huya asked, without looking at Yao Yu after asking, as if Yi Yi would take the initiative to cooperate.

Of course Yi Yi ignored him.

A few seconds later, a certain person pointed to the sky and chose a communication method without language barriers. Xiao Huya was happy, but he was stupid about divination, and shocked the classmate surnamed Yao.

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