are you straight

Instructor Zhang has also trained the previous class, and he knows the state of the current students. They are all flowers growing in the greenhouse. If they can't stand it at all, they report to take a rest.

All day long, I thought that the rain would flood the land, and the school would be wiped out by strong winds.

Even more so now, no one in the whole class is standing upright.

Instructor Zhang stood in front of all the students in the second class of finance and shouted: "The boys and girls line up in order from tall to short, and it takes 2 minutes to find their place."

When their class held a mobilization meeting, they would line up according to their student numbers. Zhou You stood in the second half of the line. He was wearing 1.7m1.8 shoes anyway, which was not much different from the [-]m ones.

Song Ji raised his hand and pushed his hat down when he passed by Zhouyou.

With this press, there is a big difference between 1.7 meters five and 1.8 meters.

Zhou You gritted his teeth and stared at Song Ji: "What are you doing!"

Song Ji turned his head with a smile, Jiang Zhilu followed behind him, and the other party answered for him: "Let you face up to your height."

Zhou You raised his head slightly to look at the 1.8m [-] man in front of him, he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't say it, the two of them were partners to bully him.

After accepting the reality, Zhou You walked to the front of the team.

Shen Yu and Lin Ning had been standing in the back row for a long time.

Lin Ning said, "A Song, stand next to me."

"You should be the tallest in our class, right?" Shen Yu looked Jiang Zhilu's height up and down.

"There is also a 1.9-meter one."

"Who?"

"Jane Xu."

He let out a gloomy voice: "I thought Ali was taller than him."

He looked at Jiang Zhilu from a few people away: "Why don't you know how much you weigh, you who are 1.8 meters eight, why are you standing next to Song Ji? Come quickly."

Jiang Zhilu turned a deaf ear to the gloomy words, and asked Song Ji, "How tall are you?"

This is the second person to ask Song Ji this question.

He answered truthfully: "1.8 meters three."

Seeing that Jiang Zhilu frowned slightly, Song Ji saw that the situation was not right, and said, "How about I drink more milk, work hard to grow taller, and keep up with the team?"

Lin Ning next door laughed when he heard this: "If Zhou You heard about it, he would definitely cry. He got off the rails by himself."

"Can you drink milk if you are lactose intolerant?" Jiang Zhilu glanced at Song Ji's sun-baked half of his face.

Song Ji was taken aback for a moment, then realized: "Ah, I can't."

Two minutes later, there were four people between Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu. The instructor came over and divided the men and women into two lines. Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu were only two people away.

Maybe you can grow taller without drinking milk.

The School of Economics was assigned to the sports field, and there wasn't much shade there. To be precise, there was no shade except for the auditorium.

Instructor Zhang is teaching the military posture, and they have been standing under the scorching sun for 5 minutes.

When they received the military caps, they thought they could shade the sun, but after putting them on, they found that the heat was concentrated on the top of their heads. The military caps are used to absorb sunlight.

After 15 minutes, my back was almost dripping with sweat, and the back of my neck was scorching hot.

Someone raised his hand to wipe away the sweat that fell into his eyes. Instructor Zhang shouted: "Don't move, just move and stand for another 5 minutes."

The whole class was tense and did not dare to move.

A lot of onlookers gathered on the audience stage, some of them came to attend physical education class, and some came to join in the fun. Although they had experienced military training themselves, it was different when it happened to others.

"Si Qi, where are your primary school brother and primary school girl?"

Si Qi was carrying two big bags of ice mineral water, his hands were about to break: "I asked you to help me carry things, not to come and see my junior."

The two said in unison: "I'm here to help you."

"Is it there? I saw a tall boy in that class."

"How can it be so short, she is 1.8 meters eight."

"Which one can see clearly in the vast expanse of green? They all look alike."

……

Si Qi resigned to his fate and took the other two bags of mineral water to the audience.

"Wait a minute, who will bring water with me." Si Qi asked.

This task is much more attractive than looking for it.

Yue Xin and Yu Tong actively raised their hands together: "I'll help you."

Si Qi and the two roommates are not in the same major. They are art majors, hard-core Yan Xingren, and when they learned that Si Qi was going to deliver water to the juniors in the finance department, they immediately agreed to help.

Instructor Zhang said: "Rest in place—"

They sat on the grass like a deflated balloon, and their legs were numb.

Si Qi brought a bag to the front of the second class of finance, and handed instructor Zhang a bottle of mineral water: "Instructor, here is the water."

Instructor Zhang waved his hand: "No, thank you."

Si Qi said: "I am an assistant class in the second class of finance. Our counselors are afraid that students will not get used to it on the first day, so let me take a look."

Si Qi turned around and asked Yue Xin and Yu Tong to go up to deliver water, only to see that the two walked into the square very consciously.

"Student, drink water."

"Sister, you drink water too."

……

The juniors and juniors didn't know anyone, so they didn't dare to take the water.

Si Qi walked up quickly: "Drink the water the counselor asked for."

Hearing what Si Qi said, the juniors and juniors quickly took the iced mineral water, who could resist the temptation of iced water.

Song Ji took the mineral water, smiled at Yu Tong with a slightly red face, and said, "Thank you, senior."

My mother, who can stand such a gentle sentence from senior sister.

Yu Tong shouted in his heart: sister is willing to bring you water every day!

Yuexin handed the mineral water to Jiang Zhilu, who said thank you politely with no expression on his face.

As expected of a Scorpio, she is really very cold.

Not long after delivering the water, Instructor Zhang started a new round of training.

As noon approached, the sun became more and more fierce. Si Qi couldn't take it anymore after watching it on the audience stage, and wanted to leave, but Yu Tong took out the camera from his bag as if by magic.

"Si Qi, let me take some photos for your class as a souvenir."

"That's why you guys came with me, right?" Si Qi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue.

"We are really here to help you, and secondly, to complete our photography assignment." Yu Tong said.

Si Qi has already gone with them: "Remember to take better pictures."

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class at noon, they seemed to be saved, with ecstatic expressions on their faces, and they were looking forward to the instructor's "disbandment".

But reality is often cruel.

"Don't move." Instructor Zhang sternly said, "Have you been told to move?"

The palms that were slightly relaxed became tightly attached to the sides of the thighs because of a sentence of not moving.

"No one in our class went to rest this morning because of discomfort. This is very good and deserves praise."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, it indirectly shows that the training is not strong enough. If you look at the class next door, you fainted twice."

...Instructor, are you sure you won't attract hatred by saying this?

"So I'm going to step up my training in the afternoon and let you know in advance."

"Ah~" bursts of wailing came.

Instructor Zhang also followed them. He walked to the last row and said to Jiang Zhilu, "You will be the leader of our class from now on."

Song Ji poked his head slightly, and seeing Jiang Zhilu's calm face, which didn't seem like a sign of agreement, he was a little worried that Jiang Zhilu would directly refuse.

It is possible to refuse, but if he doesn't find a reason, it will make the instructor lose face, and the training may be embarrassing in the future.

Jiang Zhilu noticed the multiple gazes in the front row, he looked to the side, and Song Ji's dog eyes drooped down, looking at him pitifully.

What look is this?

"Yes." Jiang Zhilu said.

After answering, he glanced at Song Ji again, the dog's eyes suddenly widened, and the eyeballs were dark and stared at people.

Instructor Zhang nodded and patted Jiang Zhilu on the shoulder in satisfaction.

"Okay, dismiss."

Song Ji went to the edge of the grass and picked up the water glass, bent over and got up together, his eyes went dark, tinnitus and dizziness hit his forehead, he closed his eyes tightly trying to wait for the dizziness to pass.

His body swayed, and his back was supported by an arm.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhilu supported Song Ji.

Song Ji waited until the tinnitus passed before slowly opening his eyes: "It's too violent, I'm a little dizzy."

Zhou You came over at this time to see this scene.

Song Ji's whole body rested on Jiang Zhilu's forearm, and Jiang Zhilu clenched his fist so as not to touch Song Ji, a proper gentleman's hand.

How could he see a little weirdness in this obviously friendly and helpful gesture.

"What are these two doing?" Zhou You asked Lin Ning quietly.

Lin Ning glanced at the arm that was being grabbed: "Whatever we do, they will do."

Zhou You suddenly realized that friendly brotherhood is promoted by physical contact.

It's been a long time since this matter happened, Zhou You just remembered one day, who the hell brotherhood needs a gentleman's hands.

Every morning at 8:[-], the sound of drills sounded on time, loudly and loudly throughout the campus.

End time varies.

This kind of hopeless military training has fallen into an endless loop for a week.

The new day is still sunny.

In the evening, we still gather in the playground.

It’s easier at night than during the day, standing in a military posture, training to walk in unison, and sometimes sitting on the ground chatting and watching the stars and the moon.

Tonight's program was a bit different. Instructor Zhang took them to an empty basketball court, and after a while, another class followed.

Instructor Zhang said: "Didn't you usually look at the basketball court next door when you were training on the grass? Today we will operate on the ground and play a friendly match with the class next door."

A group of people in the computer class shouted at them arrogantly and proudly: "Can you get five people out of your class? If not, we can play three-on-three half-court."

Five people from the next class had already put on their uniforms. Obviously, the next door knew about the friendly match in advance, but their class didn't know they were going to play basketball until they were dragged onto the field.

"Instructor, why didn't you tell me in advance." Shen Yu usually joked with the instructor, but now he asked mercilessly about the honor on the basketball court, "Are you a spy from the next class?"

Instructor Zhang said embarrassedly: "I wanted to tell you this afternoon, but I forgot."

Shen Yu and the others played basketball games, but it was also a three-on-three friendly match against the dormitory next door, and two of them came to make up for it.

It's fine if you fight in your own class, but you can't lose face with the class next door.

Few in their class can play basketball, otherwise they wouldn't have made a draw.

Shen Yu is counting the number of people: Jiang Zhilu, Lin Ning, and Jian Xu barely count as one, but there is still one more.

Shen Yu patrolled around and finally found a new target. He asked Song Ji, "Can you play basketball?"

Song Ji was not immersed in the atmosphere of being able to watch the basketball game, and said without thinking about the question: "A little bit."

Shen Yu doesn't care if he knows a little or a lot, as long as he knows it, he can count as five people, so he quickly told instructor Zhang about the players.

Song Ji couldn't stop being depressed, he didn't want to play, and he hadn't touched basketball for a long time.

The two classes warmed up separately. Because they didn't wear jerseys, they took off their military training jackets and wore their own short-sleeved clothes underneath.

Jiang Zhilu walked to Song Ji, who was doing warm-up exercises, and saw the forearm with obvious lines——

The man doesn't seem to be tanned.

He asked, "Can I fight?"

Song Ji squinted his eyes habitually: "Yes, I don't wear contact lenses, maybe my shots are not accurate."

Maybe it's not accurate to wear it, Song Ji thought to himself.

Because of myopia, Song Ji's eyes on people became more affectionate, and Jiang Zhilu finally knew where the pitiful dog's eyes came from.

Jiang Zhilu asked, "Then can you see me?"

He is nearsighted but not blind.

Song Ji nodded: "Yes."

"You can pass the ball to me."

The author has something to say: ~ Brotherhood does not need a gentleman's hands.