Chapter 310: Chest Not Firm Enough?
I have to say that he is a very attractive man to girls, although I know that he is terrible, but when I get so close to him that our chests are about to come together, I feel like my heart is pounding, like I am about to pop out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
He was half a head taller than me, and although he didn't dare to look up, I knew he was looking down into my eyes.
He smelled good, I don't know if it was the smell of a man as my mother said, but I felt very special.
It seems that because we are so close, it looks quite ambiguous, and I have caused the other students to suffer as well.
I can't remember exactly who suffered, but I only heard him read No. 2 himself, and the more than 10 people who were read it, including Xue Rou, were all punished with 100 push-ups.
When he spoke, I felt hot on my forehead, but it felt warm, and I didn't know what mistakes the other students had made, or how he saw it.
It seems that with the lesson I just learned, no one is as stupid as me to come out directly.
Just a few seconds after feeling relaxed, his goal shifted to me again.
"Chest and abdomen, not to make you pout your buttocks, your breasts are not firm enough. Relax your butt a little, straighten your back, and hold your chest up. β
I remember that he said so at the time, why such a shy word came out of his mouth so naturally, so calmly, and I was so ashamed that my cheeks were hot.
I was very unconvinced, and I tried to hold my chest up with a little temperament, but I accidentally bumped into him, and I really wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill into.
As a result, I was here to be amorous, and I was both glad and unhappy to find that he didn't seem to feel anything at all.
Are my breasts really small? Later, I looked at it and I thought mine was no smaller than Cheryl.
He finally walked away from me, but I don't know where he found a wooden plank, and now I still feel a little pain in my butt when I think about it, this guy doesn't pity the jade at all, he is so heavy on a girl, and he actually spanks a girl's ass, it's so hateful.
"Well, remember what you look like now, and start your three hundred push-ups when you remember clearly, just do it on the spot."
This bastard still keeps remembering three hundred push-ups, there's no way, do it.
This time he was finally gone, and even though it required three hundred push-ups, it was much easier than the feeling of being stared at all the time.
No. 2 is Xue Rou, everyone knows that she is the instructor's fiancΓ©e, originally I thought he was deliberately targeting me, and originally everyone thought that he would definitely be much more gentle with Xue Rou.
But this time, we thought wrong again, and I was instantly relieved to see that Xue Rou was also punished for non-standard movements and the 100 push-ups he had just punished were also punished for 300 push-ups.
I suddenly remembered the first point he reminded us: there are no generals here! There are no soldiers! There are no men and women! There are no nobles! There are no civilians! There are only two kinds of people! One is you, the trainees! The other is me, the instructor in charge of training you! If the training is not completed, no matter who it is, I will treat everyone equally!
It turned out that he didn't lie to us, when we saw with our own eyes that even Xue Rou was spanked by him with a wooden board, when we saw with our own eyes that Xue Rou was also silently accepting the punishment, we finally understood that what he said about treating everyone equally was not empty words, what he said about no men and women was not just a slogan, maybe we were really a group of students in his eyes who did not have any difference except for the number on their heads.
He said that during the training process, as long as he did not allow it, he must not use spiritual power.
Originally, there were people who were lazy, but his eyes seemed to be in control of everything, and when I heard the sound that hurt to hear, I couldn't bear the sore hands and almost broke them, and I didn't dare to play any tricks.
I forgot who the student who was beaten because of this was who, but not only did he not steal and was punished with ten push-ups, but the lesson was like a warning to others, no one dares to be lazy again.
Maybe in his eyes, there are still some differences between men and women, I heard the sisters behind me say that the movements of male students are not standard, and he kicks them directly.
I think that if he had kicked me in the ass at that time, I would have been the first to quit.
The first student to quit was No. 56, and I heard that he was fined a total of 600 push-ups at that time, and then he couldn't hold on anymore and secretly used spiritual power.
We all clearly heard the instructor's cold voice, he said: "Use spiritual power, increase the penalty of fifty, if you can't hold on, can't bear it, you can ring the bell at any time." β
Perhaps it was because he couldn't accomplish the goal of punishment, or maybe he couldn't stand the grievances, but we saw him walk over quickly, take off his helmet and badge, throw them on the ground, and ring the bell as hard as if he were angry.
At the moment when the bell rang, I deeply realized that it was only the first day, and we were not even mentally prepared for it, and the elimination had quietly begun.
I looked ahead at that time, but my heart was inexplicably melancholy, I didn't know how he left in the end, I must have been very unwilling.
Number 56!
Everyone doesn't even know his name, he has become the first person to go out of the Sword Soul, he is the first, but not the last.
We stood upright for two hours, and the task that seemed extremely easy in everyone's eyes was slapped in the face. Sixteen people fainted halfway, including my good sister Wen Jing, and I was very anxious to see her being helped to the front to rest by the girl next to the instructor.
There were already five fainted people in front of her who had opted out, and I was afraid that she would ring the parting bell that she would never regret again.
When I saw her return to the team after drinking a glass of sugar water, my heart immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
We stood like sculptures all afternoon, not daring to move even if a mosquito bites us on the face, because if you moved, you would be greeted by a heavy board, and at the same time you would be punished with a hundred push-ups.
For the rest of the afternoon, the only thing on the playground was the instructor's shouting.
And the most he said was "a hundred push-ups".
Very few people were punished all afternoon, almost nine out of ten were punished to some degree.
When he announced the "disbandment", many people collapsed directly to the ground, too lazy to move, and even many girls didn't care about their image and reserve, like a puddle of soft mud, lying on the ground, greedily breathing air.
I didn't lie down, and when I walked to the stage and saw the row of helmets lying quietly on the first staircase up close, I felt very uncomfortable.
In just one afternoon, there were already seventeen people leaving, although I don't know their names, but watching the people who were still a team leave like this a moment ago, it is inevitable that there are some sad feelings.
When we came to the dining hall hungry, we once again felt the inhumanity of the instructor, looking at the large pot of steamed buns in the center of the row of tables, countless people let out a miserable howl.
After all, I'm still a minor, we're still in the stage of physical growth, and he himself thinks my chest is not strong enough, so he is so ruthless that he uses a few steamed buns to supplement our exhausted physical strength.
Hey, fortunately, I've grown so big, but I pity my little sister, and I have to endure such treatment before I grow, hey.
(Few people know that Mi Lu still hides this side in her heart, in the diary, she doesn't seem to be the gentle and dignified image on weekdays, but shows the playful and cute side that really belongs to the eighteen- or nineteen-year-old flower girl.) οΌ
We finally didn't have to train in the evening, but he still didn't give us a chance to be idle.
When we look at the cube-like cover on my bed, we all feel that in less than half a day, our worldview has collapsed by half.
There are also the water glasses, handles, and toothbrushes in the bathroom, which are placed in the same direction.
He patiently demonstrated to us how to fold "tofu blocks", set up tents, fold clothes, taught us how to put some daily necessities, and took away all the food we brought.
He asked us to write a letter or send a message to ask our reliable relatives to be logistics staff, saying that acquaintances were more reliable and reliable, but I didn't have any brothers and sisters myself, but a few sisters in the same dormitory were going to call some relatives who were not good at cultivation to come over.
Xue Rou didn't seem to like to talk, and the sisters in the dormitory were chatting with each other, and she was lying alone on the bed, not knowing what she was thinking.
Little bold and she helped us with a question that we all wanted to know.
"Xue Rou, is the instructor so fierce on weekdays?"
"He's fine."
"Then why is he willing to fight you?"
"Good for me."
"Uh......"
Their conversation was short, and Cheryl's answer made us even more sure that she was a girl of few words, but she did not expect her to answer.
We could all hear that when she said the phrase "good for me", there was no hint of blame in her tone, it was natural, it was certain, or rather, she understood him.
Hey, when we went into battle in person, we found out how difficult it was to get the neat and beautiful "tofu block", the sisters complained while folding the quilt over and over again, and the instructor said when he left, he would randomly inspect some dormitories every day, and as long as he found that he was unqualified, he would be punished for running around the school yard once, and the second time he found it, running two laps, and so on. With such an instructor who doesn't give you the slightest chance to exploit loopholes, hey, stack it...... I really don't know how bored the instructor was to come up with these unbelievable things to deal with us.
Looking back at what I wrote today, I realized that my words today are more ugly than any previous day's, and maybe when I look back at this day's diary in the future, this handwriting alone will remind me of those 300 push-ups......
Slept, hopefully tomorrow won't be too bad, good night! Deer deer!
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