"Come on, come on, one more, one more ......"

That night, the instructors performed a program, and the students of each column cheered for their instructors, pulling their necks and shouting, and the whole playground was full of enthusiasm and joy.

An Ye's stomach has been aching faintly, but the show is so exciting, she can't care about the stomachache, and follows everyone to pull her neck and shout cheers, her voice is almost hoarse.

Wei Zhe sat quietly on the side, glancing at An Ye, who was very serious from time to time, looking very absent-minded.

In the military training arranged by Huida this time, the first ten days practiced military posture and some basic physical skills, so men and women trained together. Preparations for the parade after the military training will soon begin, so the men and women will form a square team and soon practice separately.

The thought of not being able to stay by An Ye's side like he was now made Wei Zhe feel empty in his heart, and the complicated feelings in his heart made him sit still.

must find a time to "make an appointment", but after this matter is over, An Ye will be a passerby, Wei Zhe comforted himself.

His brows just relaxed, and he couldn't help frowning, An Ye seemed uncomfortable, now is indeed not the time to compete, otherwise, even if he wins, he will not win.

He was very frustrated at the thought of waiting for a good opportunity, but he didn't know what the faint joy in his heart was.

Forget it, don't want to. Wei Zhe ordered himself not to think about it anymore and continued to stare at the two instructors on the stage who were performing sanda.

The posture is chic and smooth, just like a hero's move, which is really eye-opening. But Wei Zhe has seen too many such scenes. His father has always been very strict with him, completely according to the requirements of the soldiers, five kilometers since the age of ten every day, a run for ten years, except for a bad cold and can not get out of bed or the weather is really bad.

In the usual scenes on stage, Wei Zhe really couldn't concentrate.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" He asked softly and coldly.

An Ye saw that it was rising, and he was interrupted coldly, and he was quite unhappy.

"It doesn't hurt, don't you talk, okay?" An Ye finished speaking angrily and continued to watch the performance on the stage.

Wei Zhe is a very self-aware person, if he is contradicted by others like this, he is afraid that he will not want to talk to that person again for the rest of his life, but he is really worried that An Ye's body has recovered, and he is not angry.

However, he didn't want to disgust An Ye anymore, and he took the performance seriously.

At the end of the hour-long performance, everyone picked up the horse stool and walked back

Wei Zhe had just picked up the Mazha stool, and before he could take a step, he was blocked by a delicate and weak girl, "I'm Gao Mengjie from the Department of Business Management, this is for you." ”

The sound is like honey mixed with oil, and it can't be dissolved, and the appearance is also sweet. After handing Wei Zhe a pink envelope, Gao Mengjie ran away shyly.

Someone behind An Ye discussed, "There are too many people who like Wei Zhe, I don't know how many of them are." ”

"Of course, he is not only handsome and has a good family background, I heard that my father is a high-ranking official, and I happened to see him driving out of the barracks in the afternoon, driving a very expensive military off-road vehicle, this kind of car is not something that ordinary people can drive."

The two girls were still chatting, but they couldn't hear it as they walked farther and farther away.

An Ye was not curious about his background at all, but when he heard that he had left the barracks in the afternoon, he still paid attention. Could it be that he left the barracks to buy her food?

But it was just a thought, and soon she laughed at herself: "It's impossible, it's just some very ordinary food, although it's delicious, but it won't be bought until you leave the army." ”

An Ye was very afraid of owing favors, although he was a little reluctant to go, but the money had already been given, and An Ye was unwilling to have any more intersections with him, and this matter was over.

In the next military training, because he was not in the queue with Du Mohui, a troublemaker, life was better, at least he could eat hot meals every day.

The power of time was amazingly terrifying, and everyone began to hate the food of the army very much, but after a while, they all ate deliciously and the amount of food increased.

Wei Zhe and Du Mohui didn't come to An Ye again, which made her time in the bedroom much better, because no one spoke sourly, and no one deliberately shook her face to show her, trying to provoke an incident and compete with her.

By the time the military training ended, it was already mid-October, the weather was much cooler, and everyone didn't have to stand in line under the scorching sun, and they should have felt happy, but the parting was close at hand, and no one could be happy.

After a month of getting along, An Ye and the girls in the dormitory are very familiar, and everyone is reluctant to discuss making an appointment to get together for a meal for the army. I won't be able to eat it if I want to.

"Great, I don't have to suffer in this hellish place. It's so cool to finally be able to leave. Fu Dongmei's sharp voice echoed in the corridor, and everyone frowned very dissatisfied.

There is a kind of person in the world who is always complaining, so that the people around him can't like him if they want to, and they are naturally disgusted and alienated, Fu Dongmei is such a person.

Since I met her, she has been complaining constantly, very unsociable, everyone wears camouflage uniforms and hats, she doesn't wear hats, so that Director Qin specially said, and the people in the whole dormitory accompanied her to be scolded.

Housekeeping had to check every day, but her bed was dirty and messy.

An Ye pitied her, because she still didn't understand, and if she wanted to play alternative in the established rules, unless she was particularly powerful, so strong that others didn't dare to say a word, otherwise she would be sacrificing the interests of others, which was despised.

But Fu Dongmei will only understand these truths after being rejected and tempered in society, just like herself in her previous life.

In his previous life, he thought that he could be Cinderella, but he forgot that the root of being Cinderella was to have a prince, and the prince liked himself, otherwise he would have violated the interests of his stepmother, and the interests of those who liked the prince could not be protected by the prince, so he could only be cannon fodder.

Shaking her head, An Ye came back to her senses, although she remembered that bastard again, but An Ye was glad that the time interval had become longer and longer, and when she was reborn, she dreamed of Du Moran's face and cold voice every day.

"Dongmei, let's get together at noon, will you go?" The head of the house, Mo Siyan, asked very kindly.

In the morning, it was a team performance, and An Ye and her team had very good results, and they were the first place in the girls' group.

After the show, I said goodbye to the instructor by the way, and many girls cried a lot. In order to prevent the students from being affectionate, the school asked the instructor to avoid it after the performance, so after eating the army's lunch, the military training was announced to be over, and everyone was going back to school.

In fact, everyone doesn't like Fu Dongmei to go, but now that she is in school after all, everyone is still innocent and kind, and she can't do what she refuses directly, so she has to ask and hope she doesn't go.

Fu Dongmei didn't have the eyesight to see, so she said with great interest that of course she would go.

As a result, what should have been a sad lunch turned into Fu Dongmei's personal complaint conference plus a gossip conference, so it's okay, after her mixing, the parting seems to be less uncomfortable.