【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

Just a few days later, Muse Academy soon ushered in military training.

The delicate boys are training in the training hall. The training hall is a little far from the dormitory, and An Mu couldn't recognize the way when he first arrived.

The roads extend in all directions, and if one is not careful, he is afraid of taking a detour, so obediently and three roommates follow the flow of people to the training hall.

An Mu's ear strength is particularly good, and he heard a lot of little o's talking about himself in front, oh, no, but worshiping the newborn who can pull out the second spring to reflect the moon.

Listening to the nicknames of their great gods, they didn't even know that it was me who played the erhu that day.

An Mu thought that the school leaders didn't want to expose him so early, so they suppressed the matter.

After surfing the Internet for so many days, An Mu knew many hall-level songs, but no one here knew them.

That day I played the famous song Erquan Yingyue. The less people know about it, the better. After all, I am still a freshman, so it is not good to be so eye-catching.

As the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind, if one day the wind comes to seduce him, An Mu is not sure if he can hold back.

Every student who passed by looked like a little fairy boy, exquisite and beautiful, with a slender figure, except that he didn't have a pair of wings on his back to show off.

Even so, An Mu still regards the students of Muse Academy as little angels, and their looks can really lick the screen for a lifetime.

The three roommates are outstanding in appearance, but in this Muse Academy, they can only be considered average. In Muse Academy, there are many students with good looks and good family background. Facing these handsome men every day, An Mu contributed a lot at night. Less good tissues.

While thinking wildly, An Mu was dragged to a position by the monitor and stood up.

When the eyes were in focus, all the students had already looked solemn, and the class leader didn't know where they were, but at a glance, red, white, black, and pink hair came into view.

An Mu: "..." I really want to change positions.

Seeing the instructors coming from the door, An Mu, who was arranged in the middle of the first row, felt a little complicated.

Turning his head, behind him was a little girl with pink hair and face covered with sunscreen, discussing: "Student, change the position?"

Xiao Jingjing concentrated for a while, then stammered: "Change..."

This guy is pretty good.

An Mu struck while the iron was hot, and stepped back quite a bit.

Xiao Jingjing became anxious, and resisted with her hands not to change for An Mu: "Change, change a fart!"

An Mu had a sad face, can't the little brother speak faster?

Whether Xiao Jingjing likes it or not, An Mu's position has been changed.

Standing in the first row will definitely be watched strictly by the instructors. An Mu doesn't want to be forced to work so hard to complete the task. He just wants to hide behind and be lazy, and look at the many little fairies who are seductive.

An Mu put his hands on his waist, with an unforgiving look: "You just said to change, change quickly!"

Xiao Jingjing grows up so big, and no one has ever dared to treat her like this. She curled her mouth and pushed An Mu with both hands in a childish manner.

An Mu didn't set up defenses, and there was no sincerity under his feet, so every push was accurate.

Pushed to the ground, An Mu grinned in pain. Suddenly, a large shadow was cast on his head. When he raised his head, several instructors looked at him with suppressed smiles.

How embarrassing.

"Are you okay?" Tren, who was standing at the front, casually glanced at Xiao Jing with his hands still in the air, and then looked at An Mu, who was in excruciating pain on the ground, and understood that the two had a dispute just now.

An Mu, who wanted to say that he was fine, turned his head, looked at the tall and strong officers, and then looked at his skinny arms. He changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and cried.

"Hey, my head hurts, my butt hurts, my whole body hurts, I'm afraid I won't be able to do military training, what a pity, it's only the first day that such an unpleasant thing happened, I really want to do military training, but now, It looks like I'm about to die."

An Mu hid his face and pretended to wipe away his tears, biting the words "can't do military training" very hard, for fear that Tron wouldn't realize that he was injured and couldn't participate in military training.

Hearing this nonsense, several officers looked at Xiao O who was lying happily on the ground, and suddenly saw a little familiarity.

Yo, isn't this the master who pulls the erhu to heal the wounds accumulated by the brothers over the years?

Is this trying to escape military training?

The instructors looked at Tren silently, wanting to see how he would deal with this matter.

"Get up." The veins on Tren's forehead were exposed. It was the first time he had heard of doing this in the ten years since he joined the army.

If it were the soldiers he usually brought with him, he wouldn't be dead!

"No!" An Mu continued, "I'm injured, I need to see the school doctor."

Thrun put on a blank face and let An Mu sit on the ground with pear blossoms and rain.

On the contrary, the school leader on the podium couldn't see it, and ran down a department head, and asked Tren's situation with a respectful face: "What's wrong?"

He stretched out his hand to help the inexplicably hypocritical An Mu, but he turned around and ignored him, staring at Tren eagerly, with the words "want to hug and kiss" written on his face.

With so many students watching, the head of the department didn't accept it, nor did he accept it, and he couldn't get mad on the spot, which was quite depressing.

"The student is injured." Tren's scalp was numb from Anmu's sight, and his throat moved up and down, "Caesar."

The officer with dark skin and white teeth stood up, and after paying the military salute, he respectfully said, "Marshal!"

When the boys heard that Tren was the marshal, their eyes widened, and they were stuck to him, almost unable to pull them off.

There is admiration, pity, and more admiration.

There are only two marshals in the empire, one has retired to take care of his life, and the other is Marshal Teren, whom everyone praises.

Thrun was young, fought for the empire for several years, and chased away countless other planets that peeped at the empire. Unfortunately, he suffered an accidental mental trauma during the last mission, and I am afraid it will be difficult to recover.

"I'll take him to the medical room, and I'll leave it to you here."

Caesar rolled his eyes at the pretentious An Mu calmly, and saluted: "Yes, Marshal."

With a big hand, Thrun picked up An Mu, who was not doing well, and took him to the school infirmary without any complaints.

An Miao raised his head secretly, and sure enough, he saw a lot of boys showing jealous expressions, grinning, and showing them a mean smile, which made them grind their teeth in anger.

Walking out of the training hall, realizing that Tren really wanted to carry him to the school doctor's office, the school doctor's male partner might have misunderstood it, An Mu pretended to cough: "Hey, that, I can walk by myself, let me down."

"It doesn't hurt anymore?"

Tren didn't let go, but hugged him even tighter. He shook his hands secretly and found that An Mu's body was quite light, so he couldn't help but increase his tone: "Didn't you eat well? Why are you so thin?"

An Miao felt guilty when he was stared at by eagle-like sharp eyes. This body is born to eat but not get fat. There is nothing he can do about it. He was complacent about this system before. Now An Mu can't wait to go back to his mother's womb to rebuild. What kind of broken system is this, and it will attract Tren's attention.