What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"Is that why your lips are still swollen?"

Jiang Guling laughed out loud in the running team.

"It's so noisy," Matsuda said with a sullen face, "I'm just not used to eating spicy food at the beginning, and shouldn't the focus be on that fugitive? The fugitive!"

"It's really exciting to start a car in the mountains," Hagiwara laughed, "I didn't expect Feng's driving skills to be so good."

"That's because my grandma likes to watch drag racing shows, so I got in touch with motorcycles very early, but Matsuda really surprised me yesterday." Feng was originally running in the front, and now he adjusted his pace and slowed down slowly. "I once thought that the certificate of life and death was going to be used."

At that time, Matsuda just took a mouthful of ramen, and his eyes went dark. Although he didn't fall down, how could the people in the police academy fail to see that Matsuda fainted from the heat!

Although it was only a second or two, they still asked the clerk to bring ice water, milk and the like.

Feng worriedly ate the Hell Spicy Ramen and thought, Matsuda's life would be in danger.

But what few people expected was that Matsuda had already started to adapt to the spiciness later on. He ate it with iced soy milk very refreshingly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I'm not trying to be brave," Matsuda said, tugging at the neckline. "Spicy things are quite interesting after you get used to them."

"Really!" Feng squinted his eyes happily, "There is always a gradual process to eat spicy food."

"Hey, a few over there!"

Instructor Onitsuka began to blow his whistle.

"No whispering while running!"

Feng stuck out her tongue, "I'll go to the front!"

As she said that, she easily overtook several boys and breathed the freshest air at the front.

"We won't fall behind!"

Seeing this, Matsuda wanted to catch up, but after running a few steps...

"Last night, it was very hard." Furuya Rei passed him, and the black-skinned blond man showed a clear smile, "It's normal to have no physical strength now, Matsuda."

"Well," Hagiwara pulled Matsuda, who was furious, "Take it easy, Xiaozhenpei, Furuya just doesn't know how to say caring words."

After all, chilli is paired with ice water, probably only Feng's iron stomach can't imagine what will happen in the middle of the night.

"Actually, I can also eat some spicy food," Zhu Fu Jingguang looked thoughtful, "but I haven't eaten too much..."

"Are they all monsters..."

In the speed-driven team, the other students showed desperate expressions.

"There are still 1000 meters left, let's run!" Instructor Onitsuka whistled at the team that was a little behind.

"Yes……"

physical training.

What Feng and the others are going to do today is push-ups.

"Do [-] push-ups today, I will call a number, do one, get ready for push-ups!"

The instructor began to whistle.

"One, two, three, three-four, someone didn't go down! It's still four! Four, four-five! Get down! Did you get up!"

"I'm starting to miss Instructor Onitsuka."

Hagiwara sighed while doing it.

"At least he won't increase our training volume in this way."

"Why is someone being lazy? Get down, I won't shout, I can't move!...Twelve, Thirteen! Don't shout there, do push-ups hurt! It's like killing a pig, start over!"

The faces of several students were already ashen, and when their elbows touched the floor mat, there was a sweat mark when they touched it.

Feng is quite used to it, doing push-ups following the rhythm, the movements are standard, and no one falls. When he bends down, his chest is almost close to the ground--only then did he realize that Feng's figure can be described as violent.

It's a pity that most of the students who have been dizzy from practice don't have the interest to appreciate it.

"What's going on? Can't even compare to girls?" The instructor also noticed this, "You guys, give me a new start! Get up!"

He directly shot a large group of classmates, and successfully caused Feng another wave of hatred.

"And you, Yamamura-san, right?" He obviously recognized this outstanding girl, "You did such a good job, today I will reward myself with ten more!"

"I agree with your opinion."

Feng put one hand on the ground, wiped the wetness from his forehead, and turned to Hagiwara.

"Me too."

Among the boys who were shot, Matsuda and Jing Guang also nodded.

At this moment, Matsuda only hoped that the morning class would be over soon, his stomach was empty and he was already very hungry.

"……thirty!"

For a while, there were one after another the sound of breathing in the training ground, and there was the sound of plopping on the floor mat.

The six of Feng and the others were not easy, and if they behaved well, they would receive "special care" from the instructor. He obviously gave orders aimed at exhausting everyone.

However..."Stand up, move your wrists and ankles, and start the next item!"

The instructor showed a sinister smile, and the crisp whistle echoed in the training room.

"It stinks." At noon, it was the turn of the week to have dinner together. As soon as Muling came to the table where Feng was, he couldn't help pinching his nose, "What did you do in the morning?"

The entire cafeteria exudes an indescribable smell, but the students who are already so hungry don't care at all.

"Going to the physical training class." Feng took a big bite of the most tender and juicy part of the chicken drumstick, "That instructor is so devilish."

"Is it so scary..." Mulu was shocked, "But I did hear that the instructor in charge of the training was scary, so it must be the one you met."

"The man who claims to be the psychological shadow of countless police school students in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"It's probably him," Jiang Gu Ling sighed, "We've seen all the instructors last week, and only this last one remains."

"But it's good to get enough exercise."

Zhu Fu Jingguang showed a forced smile to comfort everyone.

"By the way," Muling gradually got used to the horrible smell, and could even swallow it without changing his face. "Have you heard about the exchange students?"

"Ah?" Feng wondered, "Does the police school also have exchange students?"

"That's right," Date Hang knew better as the squad leader, "This seems to be a new event held this year, select one of the police academies across the country, and select a few people to come to the Police Academy of the Metropolitan Police Department for exchange studies. "

"It seems that the one drawn this year is...Machiyama Police Academy, Saitama Prefecture?" He was a little uncertain.

"Compared to this," Feng took the tissue from Jing Guang and wiped his mouth, "I'd rather go back and take a shower earlier—I'm covered in stinky sweat, I can't stand it."

"Me too." Jiang Gu Ling followed and stood up.

"Wait for me, I'll go too!" In an instant, several people stood up, and Matsuda hurriedly cleared away the plates.

Muling held his nose and bid farewell to several people.

At night, next to the public telephone.

Zhu Fu Jingguang just took a shower, with a towel on his shoulders, he found Yi Dahang next to the phone.

He looked like he had just finished the phone call, and when he hung up the phone, there was still a smile on his mouth, and he was immersed in his own thoughts, completely oblivious to Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"Squad leader Date!" Turning his head, Jing Guang suddenly patted Date Hang on the shoulder, "Are you talking to your girlfriend?"

"Wow!" Datehang was taken aback as expected, "It's Zhu Fu!"

He wiped the tip of his nose, feeling a little guilty, "Ah...well, do you want to use the phone?"

He makes room.

"Then thank you, Squad Leader Date."

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't continue to tease the macho but thin-skinned monitor, he answered the phone, and bid farewell to the monitor who seemed to be running away in a hurry while pressing the number.

It was already around ten o'clock, Jing Guang noticed that there was still some heat on the microphone, it seemed that the monitor had chatted with his girlfriend for a long time.

"Moxi Moxi, here are Zhufu Gaoming."

"Brother," Jing Guang raised the corner of his mouth, "It's me, Jing Guang."

"It turned out to be Jing Guang, how is life at the police academy?"

"I met a lot of interesting people," Jing Guang clamped the microphone around his neck, noticing that the lights in the training room were still on, "...especially one girl, she was so powerful that even the son of a boxer couldn't beat her , the instructor was accidentally suspended in the air before, and it was thanks to her that he fell safely."

"As the saying goes, 'Women don't give way to men', this woman is both righteous and brave, and has outstanding abilities, which is not lost to any man at all."

"I understand," Jing Guang heard gunshots coming from the training room, and couldn't help poking his head out to observe, "Something seems to have happened in the training room, I'll go and see."

"be careful."

Zhu Fu Gaoming hung up the phone, he also heard the voice, it should be some student practicing extra at night.

Following the gunshots, he came to the shooting training room.

"It's strange, obviously the movements are standard, and there is no problem with the gun, why can't you hit it?"

This voice - the hand that opened the door stopped, Zhu Fu Jingguang was slightly stunned, isn't this zero?But his shooting lessons are full marks, why would he come to practice in the middle of the night.

"It's unstable to be precise. Sometimes I can easily hit the tenth ring, but sometimes I even miss the target."

The other voice is also very recognizable, it is undoubtedly Kaede Yamamura who crossed the line again in today's shooting class.

It turned out that it was because I was not satisfied with my shooting results, so I specially practiced extra at night.

After relaxing, he accidentally touched the metal doorknob.

"Who's outside?" Two voices overlapped.

"It's me." Zhu Fu Jingguang opened the door, "Good evening, Ling, and Shancun students."

I saw Fugu Ling standing behind Feng's back to the right, slightly bent his knees to keep the eye level of the two of them at the same level, and wrapped Feng's right hand holding the gun with one hand.

"Next, I'll be in charge of shooting, so you can feel it."

"it is good."

Zhu Fu Jingguang stood aside and observed the way the two shot.

Only then did he realize that this was not a real gun, but a simulation gun filled with BB bullets, which was just right for practice.

"boom."

The bb bullets hit the bullseye several times in a row.

"How do you feel?" Jiang Gu Ling let go of his hand, and after standing upright, a small part of the shadow cast on Feng's head.

"Hmm... I always feel a little weird," Feng shook the hand that was under the recoil, "maybe it's a problem with the feel of the hand."

"Could it be that you, Shancun, have any habitual movements when you shoot?" Jing Guang put forward an idea, "For example, unconscious hand shaking or something."

"It's impossible," Kaede Yamamura spread out his palms, and even the palm lines were clean and clear in his white palms, "My hands are absolutely—very super stable."

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