boys' feelings are always poetry

07.

The instructor of Class [-] is a soldier from somewhere, and he speaks with a slight accent.The instructor is tall and thin, with dark skin, big eyes, and looks very energetic.

When meeting for the first time, it is always necessary to save some sympathy, first stand in a military posture for half an hour.

The instructor walks back and forth, while talking about the essentials of standing in the military posture. To be honest, Song Yu has heard these things in the military training in junior high school, and his ears are almost covered with calluses. However, he has never realized that the legs are straight and the hands are natural When drooping and standing in a military posture, Song Yu had only one thought in his mind.

I am a tree, the longevity pine, I can stand, I can, I will never give up easily!

Obviously, the military training at No. [-] Middle School in Huai City would not let him go easily.

The military training in No. [-] Middle School is like a wildfire. After the weeds that the wildfire can't burn are burned, the Nanshan pine is burned, and no one can escape.

The instructor began to pull people's sleeves around, requiring their hands to stick tightly to the trouser line, so that even if the person was pulled down, the hands could not be separated from the pants.

Fang Zhihui was the first to be dragged.

Fang Zhihui is tall, strong and upright. He was the sports committee member in his class in junior high school. Compared with Zhizhi, he should be called Fang Qiangqiang.

Song Yu once said that if Fang Zhihui traveled back to ancient times, it must be one of the tigers killed by Li Kui, Lu Zhishen and Wu Song, and Fan Buwei, wearing small glasses and thin as a dry body, must be Pan Sister Jinlian fell to the wooden pole in front of Ximen Qing.

Fan Buwei retorted, if you follow this line of thinking, then Song Yu is Princess Iron Fan, who married someone early, married the Bull Demon King.

So Fan Buwei was immediately kicked out of the group chat.

The instructor didn't use much strength at first, but gradually increased his strength. Fang Zhizhi looked ahead, with his hands clinging to the trouser line, and his movements were very standard.

"Very good, I suggest that the class teacher choose this student as the sports committee."

So Fang Zhihui became a sports committee member.

The instructor walked behind Song Yu and stretched out his hand to tug.

Song Yu ate two sandwiches at noon, and was a little weak, so his hands were torn away.

The instructor motioned to the person standing behind Song Yu and punched him a few times.

Standing behind Song Yu is Fan Buwei. In junior high school, Song Yu and Fang Zhihui were considered tall boys, while Fan Buwei was always of medium height because he was bored studying in the house all year round and lacked sunlight irrigation. The heights of Song Yu and Fang Zhihui are not so prominent. God knows where there are so many stupid big guys, one is taller than the other. For example, the squad leader standing just in front of Song Yu is half a head taller than him, which is too tall. In the past, Fan Buwei always quibbled that a big fool is not smart, and a tall man will not have a brain. From this point of view, Lu Jixue is definitely a special case, a miracle in the history of human social development.

Miracle Lulu, you deserve it!

Song Yu thought about his friendship with Fan Buwei for so many years, he would never make a black hand. As a result, as soon as Fan Buwei made a move, he knew whether it was there or not, such a few strong punches.

If it weren't for the fact that he was so hungry that he was deflated, he would definitely spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and then fall to the ground.

The instructor looked very satisfied, and stretched out his hand to tug on Song Yu's sleeve, and then stopped without tugging.

08.

Lu Jixue has a well-proportioned body, slender limbs, and tall stature. He looks like someone who is not easy to mess with, but what is interesting is that God gave this young man a good frame and a good figure, but it was not for him to fight, but for him to fight. He learns!

study!There is only study in my life!Let me learn quickly!I want to continue my life!

Thinking of this, Song Yu actually laughed out loud.

The instructor stretched out his hand and tugged on Lu Jixue's sleeve. It was amazing that Lu Jixue let go of his hand.

Song Yu wanted to laugh at him a little bit, he must know how to read every day, what's the result, the embroidered pillow, a weak chicken, can't be reused!Song Yu laughed out loud again, completely forgetting the embarrassment of being ripped apart just now.

"Punch him!"

Song Yu was stunned, what?Fuck!Let me hit him?

He is the squad leader who holds the power of life and death!I am a commoner, how can I commit the crime above!This is a great sin!

"hurry up!"

Song Yu realized that according to the rules, it was indeed him who should do it. Fan Buwei who was behind him just now had killed his relatives righteously and ruthlessly. There was nothing he could do. Besides, he and Lu Jixue didn't know each other at all, and they were the strangest strangers in the world.

No, the person in front of him is the god of learning in his class, and he is the monitor of the class. If he gets angry, his future studies will not be smooth.

A man can bend and stretch, so it's better to compromise.

Song Yu smirked, raised his Meow Meow fist, and lightly hit Lu Jixue on the back, just like a milk cat scratching someone, it didn't hurt or itch.

The instructor was shocked.

"You're flirting! Go hard!"

As soon as these words fell to the ground, Song Yu's face flushed, it was too embarrassing.

This embarrassment turned into a kind of magical power, perhaps an ancient and mysterious oriental power, which made him round his arm and hit Lu Jixue on the back with a pounding sound.

Lu Jixue snorted and staggered two steps. It seemed that the class leader was the one who was about to vomit blood.

Song Yu sniffed at the sympathetic eyes of the whole class, and even wanted to cry a little.

I'm done, I'm really done.

Fang Zhihui cast complicated and concerned eyes.

Brother go all the way!

Forgive me for not giving it away!

The main reason is that the little brother can't send it!

In the next life, you will be a little girl, bewitching people's hearts, and with a single hook of your finger, the squad leader will cry for you and howl for you, banging against the wall for you!Up the mountain of knives for you!Fire for you!You can also withstand your ruthless hammer during military training!

Mainly the last one!

Anyone who has never seen Song Yu's ruthless hammer will not know how ruthless his hammer is!