On a crisp autumn morning, Han Zihe sat on the balcony, brewed a pot of tea, and held a children's book in the midst of the tea mist, in the blend of tea and flowers, and read it fascinated.

At this time, the sun is shining, like a clear sky washed by water, there are a few snow-white clouds drifting, these clouds, looking white and fat, very like marshmallows, very delicious.

Inadvertently raised his head and looked at the birds hovering in the sky, Han Zihe stretched his waist slightly, picked up a jelly bean and put it in his mouth, well, yes, strawberry flavored, good luck.

Rubbing his somewhat tired neck, listening to the neat footsteps outside, the loud slogans, and the rhythmic and powerful whistle, Han Zihe, who was in a good mood, decided to read two more pages, and then go back to sleep.

That's it, and there was another knock on the dormitory door.

Han Zihe's gaze paused on the page, allowing the originally clear lead printing to gradually blur.

Han Zihe, who retracted his gaze, got up with a sigh and walked quickly indoors: "Alas, what is the matter this time?!"

"Teacher Han!" As soon as he opened the door, the head teacher of Class A, who appeared in front of him, grabbed her hand and said anxiously, "Two more girls in your class have fainted!"

"What?" Han Zihe didn't care about anything else, grabbed his mobile phone, closed the door, and hurriedly trotted towards the training ground with the head teacher of Class A.

Coming to the training area of the training ground, which belongs to Class C of Business Management, Han Zihe saw Dong Zhi sitting in the shade of a tree surrounded by Ye Xingyun and others, with her eyes closed lightly, and her pale face was covered with sweat.

"What's going on? The people from the infirmary haven't come yet?" Han Zihe walked forward quickly.

When the students saw that their leading teacher was coming, they quickly got out of the way and talked one after another.

"What about the instructor?" Han Zihe checked Dong Zhi's pulse, knowing that she was suffering from a slight heat stroke, and there was nothing wrong with her, so she relaxed a little, then raised her head and looked around, and asked.

"She's not here at this moment. I'm going to the infirmary and calling someone. Ye Xingyun said with red eyes.

"Did she go in person?" Han Zihe frowned, glanced at a few girls around him who were obviously weak-hearted, his heart moved slightly, and then looked at Ye Xingyun. Ask, "What the hell is going on?"

Ye Xingyun choked up and said, "Didn't two girls in our class faint a while ago?" We told her, you can't train so hard, even if you practice all day......?

The "she" in Ye Xingyun's mouth naturally refers to the instructor, and Han Zihe saw that she was aggrieved. Tears fell like no money, there was a feeling of relief and distress, I couldn't help but take out a pack of tissues, pull out a tissue, and wipe her tears with my own hands.

"In the past two days, the classmates have felt a little uncomfortable because of this, and they have been a little passive and slacking off......" Speaking of this, Ye Xingyun peeked at Han Zihe, and she didn't dare to do anything in the description. knew that only if there was one thing to say or two in front of Han Zihe, could she be expected to support them.

Go on. Han Zihe nodded, and said in his heart, he knew that these bear children had to be a little bit of a moth! This virtue will have to suffer sooner or later! How about it, have you met a strong one?!

"Today, she asked everyone to run, and after running several times, she was not satisfied, and insisted that we didn't have the strength to run, and she said that she would punish everyone. Among those who were punished, two of them fainted before......

Dong Zhi had a straight temper and talked to her a few words, and in the end I didn't know how. The scene became Dong Zhi being punished for everyone......

There are sixteen girls in our class, and she has to do sixteen times the strength to pass.

I thought about it, I was the only two class committee members among the girls, and I couldn't let Dong Zhi take care of the matter alone, so I volunteered. to be punished with Dong Zhi.

Dong Zhi's temper, you know, you hold everything in your heart, don't read words, just do it.

I offered to bear it with her, and she didn't say anything, but tried her best to do it all - the same push-up, I didn't finish five, she has already done fifteen...... And just like that, she fainted. ”

"Hey, here, here, here, here!" a voice came from the tree.

Han Zihe raised his head: (⊙o⊙) ...... Why didn't she find out that there was another one in the tree?!

"That's right, didn't you say that two people fainted?!" Han Zihe watched the instructor running here from a distance with the people from the infirmary carrying a stretcher, and suddenly remembered that the teacher of class A had said that class C fainted again...... So, what about the other one? Where is it?!

As soon as Han Zihe asked, someone around her carefully pulled her arm, looked back, and a soft-looking girl timidly pointed to Dong Zhi's side and said, "Teacher, where is it!"

Looking along her fingers, Han Zihe suddenly felt that there was a divine beast dancing tango in her head, and she just wanted to raise her middle finger in the messy wind.

Look, what did she see?! Ye Xingyun, who was still struggling to complain in front of her, was sitting on the ground leaning on the trunk of a tree like a weak willow supporting the wind at this moment, and his sickly delicate appearance made Han Zihe stunned - what is this called?

Life is like a play, acting skills everywhere?!

← Han Zihe rubbed his forehead and sincerely said "It's not easy" for the instructor, these bear babies are too capable!

......

With a straight face, the instructor watched Dong Zhi and Ye Xingyun being carried away on a stretcher by the doctor in the infirmary, and then whistled - continue training!

"As long as there is one person standing in your class, you have to train! Just now, since your class committee only helped you complete half of the punishment, you have to complete the half of the punishment that you didn't complete...... Now it's all there, all turn right! Run, go!"

The instructor was extremely strong, and continued to run against the sun with the remaining fourteen people.

Han Zihe followed the people in the infirmary and sent Dong Zhi and others to the infirmary.

Halfway through, hearing the sharper whistle in the rear, Han Zihe couldn't help but turn his head and look at the two teams divided into two teams of girls in Business Management Class C from a distance, chasing the tall figure in front of him bitterly, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

......

The diagnosis given to Dong Zhi by the infirmary was just like what Han Zihe said, a slight heat stroke.

Because the infirmary was on duty that day, a young doctor studying Chinese medicine, so when they came up, they gave Dong Zhi a few injections, and then put out a bowl of medicinal soup that didn't look very wonderful and smelled flushing.

According to the little doctor himself, this kind of soup is a special internal heat dissipation product in the camp.

The little doctor asked Han Zihe to help feed Dong Zhi to drink, and when he saw that Dong Zhi had successfully drunk it, he smiled and said, "Just let her rest for an afternoon." ”

As for classmate Ye Xingyun, after the little doctor touched the pulse, he laughed twice with a clear face, and then looked like he was willing to be an accomplice, and said: "Don't worry!

So, Ye Xingyun's little pot friend, under the deterrent gaze of his own teacher Han, honestly shared the hardships with his friend Dong Zhi again - and also drank a bowl of weird-looking soup.

The little doctor completed his task, smiled and left consciously, giving the three of them a private space to communicate.

Just as Han Zihe was about to say a few words, the door that had just been closed was violently pushed open from the outside.

Outside the door frame, the little doctor who had just left was standing there helplessly, pointing to the panting classmate next to him.

It was none other than Yang Ze, the deputy of Class C of Business Management, who pushed the door.

Seeing him, Han Zihe couldn't help but sigh: This is really a rhythm that has not been settled and has risen again and again! )