Military training is the first lesson in college.

It was a story that could make almost all the young men and women in the school boil.

Because with the advent of military training, it means that it is time again for the senior to seduce the junior, the senior sister to hook up with the senior, the senior sister covets the junior, the junior climbs to the senior sister, the senior sister is jealous of the senior sister, the senior hates the senior sister, the senior abandons the senior sister, the senior sister retaliates against the senior, the senior deceives the junior, the senior brother scolds the senior, the junior pursues the junior, the senior refuses the junior, and the senior and the senior finally get together.

Khan, as strange and complicated as this overview may be, is hard to admit - it breaks down the entanglement between men and women, and between men and women in this season of hormonal overproduction.

As one of the well-known universities in Kyoto and even the Celestial Empire, military training at Kyoto University is actually not conducted on campus, but is a closed training conducted by the Kyoto Military Region with separate camps and instructors, and students go to the barracks for closed training. In addition to training in queues and etiquette, it is also necessary to conduct live ammunition shooting and wilderness survival, which can be said to be very strict.

For the upcoming military training, Cao Shuai and Qian Fatzi were both looking forward to and fearing. What I look forward to is to be able to experience the life of the barracks, and I can also touch the gun, cough cough, and I can appreciate the "heroic" style of the majority of girls.

Although it is now more than September, and the weather in Kyoto has already begun to cool slightly, most of the people in the school are still wearing shorts and shorts. The beauties in shorts and shorts will more or less show some of their "capital", which is a beautiful landscape in itself. Tsk, if they were to wear that camouflage pair of shorts and shorts, it would be enough to make all the boys' blood boil.

As for the fear, it's because I've heard a lot of seniors say that the military training at Kyoto University is very strict, and standing in a military posture and kicking is a good game, and not being able to eat or take a bath is the most terrifying.

No, early in the morning, the fat man suddenly stuffed his suitcase with the snacks he bought last night, and there are many kinds of snacks, all of which are high-calorie, high-fat chicken legs, canned fish, chocolate bars and so on. This girl is also proudly called himself a vast accumulation of grain, digging deep into the ground, ready to fight a protracted war.

Cao Shuai and Chen Liang were affected by it and also joined the ranks of stuffed snacks.

Mo Yan had actually been in the army for a year or two, so he naturally knew that it was not as hard as the rich and fat people they thought. There is no need to worry about not having enough to eat at all, and generally speaking, the food in the army can have a standard of two meat and two vegetarian food, so as to ensure that no one can go hungry.

Of course, the iron rule in the army is survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, because hunger may also happen from time to time if you do not complete your training or miss your meal time. However, the troops will not be embarrassed and not be a new soldier, right?

After all, because of the different positions, the standards of treatment must not be the same. Students are not real soldiers, so many of the rules for soldiers in the barracks do not necessarily apply to them.

Mo Yan, who had been in the Dragon's Tooth Army and had been an instructor for a while, was quite familiar with some of these conventions, so he didn't bother thinking about how to bring more food into it like the fat people.

"Ahem, you guys hurry up! All late. Mo Yan looked at the few people in the dormitory who had to find a way to stuff a few bags of chocolate bars into their trouser pockets, and urged helplessly.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the school will organize their new students to enter the barracks for military training. It's half past eight now, Cao Shuai and Qian Fatzi are still happily packing up snacks, and Mo Yan is almost speechless by them.

When Cao Shuai heard Mo Yan say this, he also felt that the time was probably a little too late, so they began to change their clothes and prepare to go out.

Fifteen minutes later, Mo Yan and the four of them came to the green football field.

The stadium was bustling with freshmen carrying all kinds of suitcases and bags, and the freshmen who were familiar with each other gathered in twos and threes, excitedly talking about the upcoming military training, and for a time the stadium that should have been quiet and peaceful in the early morning was full of people.

Mo Yan looked around and found that there was no figure like a dream, and the organization of their class assembly was another female class guide in the adjacent class, so he walked into the queue of his class with some disappointment. He wanted to ask her to apologize for yesterday's incident.

"I don't know how Sister Rumeng is now? Are you still angry about yesterday's events? I didn't see the dream like smoke, Mo Yan thought with a little melancholy.

"Hey, there's a bad smell!" Mo Yan, who was in melancholy, suddenly felt a strong hostile gaze next to him towards them.

He is a cultivator, so he is naturally particularly sensitive to some hostility, murderous aura, danger, and so on.

Mo Yan frowned and looked in the direction of the hostile gaze, and found that there were several people on the court over there, leaning around, looking like they were hanging around, and they also frequently looked at him and Cao Shuai with disdain.

The leader was none other than Lin Feng, who was beaten and humiliated by Cao Shuai that day. In addition to this, there are several good-looking youths. They all had a haughty look of disdain on their faces, and when they looked in their direction, they looked almost like they were looking at an ant that could be trampled to death.

"Brother Feng, that bastard seems to have spotted us and looked over." One of the young men who had participated in the conflict the day before yesterday was sharp-eyed, and at a glance he saw that Mo Yan was looking at them.

Lin Feng smiled gloomily: "What are you panicking about?" If you find it, you will find it, he can bite us! ”

After speaking, he raised his middle finger to Mo Yan, who was looking at them, with a look of contempt, which can be described as arrogant to the extreme. After Lin Feng and Zhou Yun calculated Mo Yan and them, they returned home and thought about it carefully, and in the end, they didn't believe that Mo Yan, who was dressed ordinarily and didn't have a little arrogance, would be the eldest or younger of the Li family, so he was not afraid of offending Mo Yan at all now.

As long as it is not the eldest young man of the Li family in Kyoto, with the power of his Lin family and the master of Hong Kong City, he will be afraid of him!

Hearing Lin Feng's words, several people around him burst into laughter. They were either Lin Feng's younger brother or some dog meat friends, naturally they knew the strength of Lin Feng's family, so they despised Lin Feng for the hillbilly over there who was dressed ordinarily and knew that he was a poor ghost at a glance, and they didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Seeing Lin Feng raise his middle finger and despise himself, Mo Yan was very angry and fell into a tangle. Damn, I didn't expect that I wanted to live a peaceful life, and I restrained myself everywhere and didn't cause trouble, but there were people everywhere looking for death. Could it be that he was born to look bullied?

Just as Mo Yan wanted to throw away his luggage and prepare to step forward to teach Lin Feng and his gang a lesson, the passionate and incitement speech of the old principal Deng Shicai sounded on the rostrum. It was an old man who was in good spirits and had a ruddy complexion.

At nine o'clock, the opening ceremony of military training began.

In desperation, Mo Yan only glared at Lin Feng fiercely, but Lin Feng made a gesture of contempt for him, which made Mo Yan itch his teeth.

"Hmph, stinky boy, what are you staring at, you look good in the barracks!" Lin Feng said secretly mentally. Although he didn't believe Zhou Yun's speculation, the tentative plan arranged by Zhou Yun was still very much to his taste.

Hehe, as long as that plan can go smoothly, he believes that even if he can't kill the fat pig and his stinky boy who dares to attack him, I'm afraid he will have to let them peel off their skin.

Compared with Mo Yan, the kid who stared at him indiscriminately, he wanted to kill Qian Wanguan and the sullen man who attacked him.

As the old principal Deng Shicai said "start" to fall, military trucks came from the front, which was the convoy sent by the Kyoto Military Region to welcome the new students. After the military truck stopped, there was no excessive greeting, and the school leaders and teachers arranged for the students to board the bus in an orderly manner as planned.

Cao Shuai and the others gave full play to the advantages of the boys, and when they saw the beautiful girls, they rushed over to help others carry their luggage. Ahem, as for the general, there will always be a shortage of manpower, I'm sorry.

Mo Yan naturally didn't have a few people's dirty thoughts, but took the initiative to help some ordinary girls, which made the girls in the class have a good impression of him for a while, and Mo Yan's popularity suddenly improved. Because of yesterday morning's "hooligan incident", the vigilance was gradually removed, and they found that in fact, Mo Yan, a "hooligan", was still very honest.

Ten minutes later, the students boarded the military truck, which slowly drove out of the school and headed for the barracks dozens of kilometers away.

"You say, what does it feel like to shoot a gun?" In the car, the fat man asked everyone curiously. Because of his family and family name, he almost never had access to firearms.

Cao Shuai looked around and found that no girls were paying attention to them, so he smiled and said, "Fatty, what does it feel like to shoot a gun?" Hehe, who was still fighting yesterday! ”

As soon as Qian Fatzi heard this, he knew that Cao Shuai was secretly mocking him for watching this action movie again yesterday, so he punched Cao Shuai, rolled his eyes and said with disdain: "Cut, you yourself are not the same, and you are also a middle master!" "The seed of yesterday's action movie was still found by Cao Shuai, who tempted him by himself.

"Brother, in reality, it's very powerful to shoot guns, we often fiddled with that when we were in our hometown, it was cool! If nothing else, with the small size of the two of you, hehe, I don't know if I can withstand the strong recoil of the rifle. ”

Because most of Chen Liang's hometown are hunters, he still has some contact with guns, so he popularized the two in the quarrel like a teacher. It's just that when he finished speaking, he swept the small bodies of the two with a little disdain.

Seriously, maybe it's because of less exercise, although the two of them are tall and big, they are actually one of the strong outsiders, and it is normal for Chen Liang, who has been exercising since childhood, to be despised by Chen Liang, who is burly.

"Cut!"

Cao Shuai and Qian Fatzi raised their middle fingers at Chen Liang at the same time, obviously quite dissatisfied with Chen Liang's disdain.

"What I said is true." Chen Liang spread his hands helplessly and said innocently.

He himself was just telling the truth, and he didn't mean to hit them.

……

Perhaps because they were about to see the barracks, all the freshmen on the truck were extremely excited and chattering non-stop.

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