Bi Ying fainted, but nothing happened, and soon woke up, and the two-person challenge was immediately terminated, and the day's training ended.

Adults are tired of children, Ding Chi is very reluctant to go, and specially buys canned food to visit his roommates. Bi Ying did not admit defeat at all, but gave some reasons that were not reasons. Knowing that the other party was looking for steps, the classmates didn't dig deeper, and they all laughed away.

In the following days, military training continued. However, in the afternoon of the next day, Bi Ying withdrew due to "injury".

Despite having gauze wrapped around his feet and on crutches, Bi Ying still appeared on the side of the training ground, saying that he would fulfill his responsibilities as a squad leader. In this regard, Bi Ying also did what he said, limping to prepare drinking water for his classmates, take care of money and belongings, etc. In addition, from time to time, he also yells at five and six, pointing to the shortcomings, of course, this is limited to a few people.

At the end of the day's training, after being instructed again by Bi Ying, Cheng Yaozong shot back: "Bi Ying, you really don't have a backache when you stand and talk." We have been training for so many days, and we are tired and sweaty, and our clothes inevitably smell of sweat. It's like you're sitting in the shade, drinking water, shaking a fan, and of course you're not sweating. ”

"You think I don't want military training? It's not that I stepped on the empty steps when I gathered my classmates that day and injured my foot. Besides, I'm not idle these days, I'm still busy. After explaining, Bi Ying taught again, "Lao Cheng, everyone is responsible for building sanitary dormitories, and there is a lot of time to do hygiene, this is a matter of attitude." This is a big city, a collective life, not a backward countryside where you don't take off your shoes when you go to the kang. ”

Cheng Yaozong pointed at the other party: "What's wrong with the rural people? You don't eat the grain produced in the countryside? Your family is not a rural person for three generations?"

"Lao Cheng, you weren't so sharp-tongued when you first came, where did you learn this? Bi Ying changed the subject.

"Why don't you have a mouth?" Ding Chi just answered, and then heard the sound of "Didi", so he picked up the pager and went out.

Came to the public telephone booth in the hospital, inserted the phone card, Ding Chi dialed the message number and started talking.

On the other end of the phone, Li Mengxue first complained that Ding Chi did not call, nor did he tell the new pager number. followed by a call of concern, greetings, and advice, and asked Ding Chi to apply sunscreen. If someone hadn't bothered her, I'm afraid Li Mengxue would have to ask for dozens of them.

Ding Chi hung up the earpiece and shook his head with a wry smile: "If you go to college more than ten years late and start school in late August, will you still be wrapped in zongzi?"

Turning around, Ding Chi's eyes were stunned, and a white dress flashed in his sight, it was the senior sister of the music department.

Where have we met? Is it related or not? Although the figure of Zhou Yi has long since disappeared, Ding Chi still searches for possible imprints in his mind.

With the advancement of military training, many students are complaining, and two girls have withdrawn from military training due to physical discomfort. But Cheng Yaozong and Ding Chi don't feel bitter, one is a child in the mountains, and the other has already experienced the hardships of the world, this training is nothing at all. Among many classmates, Duan Haoran seemed a little special, still silent as usual, and couldn't tell if he was tired.

During this period, the most energetic people won the lot, especially for individual personnel. As soon as the training stopped that day, he found a bunch of faults with Cheng Yaozong.

Cheng Yaozong jumped forward and patted the other party: "This is not right, it doesn't work, you go and try it." ”

Bi Ying said seriously: "Lao Cheng, I am doing this for your good and for the honor of the class." You think I don't want to play, it's not that my legs are not good, and it's not that I was busy with the class a few days ago. ”

"Squad leader, where do you see Cheng Yaozong filming you?" a female voice interjected.

"Shoot on ...... You...... Ah, ouch......" Bi Ying shouted after realizing it.

Cheng Yaozong was stunned at first, and then slapped it on the gauze with a wicked smile: "Does it hurt this, or does it hurt like this?"

"Flutter", Jiang Haoran let out a rare laugh.

"Hahaha......" The laughter suddenly rang out.

……

After gritting his teeth for three weeks, the military training reached the final battle - the game, and Bi Ying's injured leg also recovered in time.

This is a big competition for the whole department, involving 25 classes, and important figures in the department watch and evaluate on the spot.

According to the results of the draw, Class 92 (1) was the last to appear.

Scrappy, consistent, well-trained, the class completed all the competitions with high quality.

During the waiting period, under the organization of the Youth League Committee of the department, the singing contest of each class was opened. Although Lage didn't keep track of his grades at all, the students worked harder and released the hardships of the past few days.

After one class sings, another class appears, and the chorus, small chorus, duet, and solo are staged in turn.

It can be seen that many classes are well prepared, and even bring their own musical instruments. In comparison, Class 92 (1) was a little inferior, and Bi Ying couldn't help but feel sorry for his "foot injury". At that time, I only thought about being lazy, I only thought about ridiculing others, but I ignored this project.

It can't be worse than other classes, otherwise my squad leader will be too embarrassed. In a hurry, Bi Ying personally opened his voice and sang a harbor song.

Not to mention, this harbor accent is really similar, the voice is also good, and with the focused interpretation, the scene effect is very good. Listening to the warm applause, Bi Ying was very pleased, and unconsciously glanced at Ding Chi, showing his pride.

Below, the two of us will sing a song "Martial Arts Xing" for everyone. ”

Following the sound, there were two people standing in the crowd of Class 92 (2), guitars, trench coats, and big sunglasses, and the two of them had already stopped dressing.

The guitar sounded, and the two men in trench coats sang while walking.

Cool shapes, rock beats, vicissitudes of music, popular elements. Okay, great, applause, applause.

I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing the goods, and the comparison between the two boxes, Bi Ying's interpretation is inferior, and the whole person is wilted. I used all my strength just now, and I couldn't go back to heaven anymore.

"One class to one, one class to another. "The challenge of Class 92 (2) rang out at the right time.

(2) The class leader is more direct: "Bi Ying, whose level is higher?"

secretly greeted the other party's ancestors, but Bi Ying obviously lacked confidence: "It's comparable." ”

"Shhhh......h

Ding Chi slowly stood up: "Bi squad leader is modest, I don't want to embarrass Youban too much, since Youban doesn't appreciate it, then I will appear." Squad leader, what do you say?"

"You?" Bi Ying looked dazed.

Ding Chi smiled slightly: "Of course, it was the squad leader who arranged for me to finale." ”

"Okay, then let them see what they know. Bi Ying responded very cooperatively.

Parting the crowd, Ding Chi walked in front of the man in the windbreaker of class (2): "Classmate, can you borrow a guitar and use it?

The man in the trench coat was stunned, and then said generously: "It's not so unstrong, take it." ”

Answering "Thank you", Ding Chi took the guitar, turned around and walked to the sand pile for military training, and sat directly on the sand pile.

"Zheng, Zheng. After a short audition, soothing music played, and the noise died down.

"Are you ...... tomorrow" The hoarse male voice just came out, Ding Chi changed the words in time, "You can sing, a few brothers in the same dormitory, will you still remember tomorrow, the snoring old Li." Teachers ......"

"Mmmmmmmm......mmmm

"Ah...... Laa...... Laa...... La......" With the last string pluck, the live harmony stopped.

It was quiet, very quiet, it was quiet for more than a minute before thunderous applause and cheers rang out.

Won, won. Bi Ying's decadence was swept away, and then his heart was full of joy.

"That classmate, what's the name of this song?"

"Classmate, you sang so well. ”

"Can you copy the lyrics?"

Facing the curiosity and enthusiasm of his classmates, Ding Chi bowed deeply: "I'm really sorry, I don't know what my name is, I just hummed the melody in my memory casually." ”

"How is that possible?"

"You don't know the name of the song?"

People were clearly not satisfied with the answer.

"Attention, attention, everyone, now announce the scores and rankings. The loudspeaker sounded at the right time, and only then did it stop the sound of the singing scene.

With the announcement of the host, the scene applauded thunderously, and the 92 (1) class was even more cheering, because they won the first place in the military training competition.

"Okay. ”

"It was perfect. ”

Bi Ying cheered excitedly and clasped his hands separately.

Ding Chi and Cheng Yaozong shook slightly, and held the outstretched hand tightly.