Ilan was awakened by the vibration of the communicator, she set the alarm clock at half past four, and each dormitory was divided into two shared bathrooms for men and women, she was afraid of getting up late and crowded. Gently moved to the ground, turned on his own sprayer in the bathroom, pasted it on his face, changed to the gargle stall, and sprayed it into his mouth. Coiling up the long, messy hair that had slept in a mess took less than ten seconds. The big room was still quiet, everyone was sleeping, and she had nowhere to go for a while, so she had to look at herself in the mirror in a daze.

Elan is beautiful, at least beautiful. When she was in the farm, she lived a hard but peaceful life, accompanied by the loyal Jiqì person Ayu every day, with little external disturbance, her eyebrows disappeared depression, her heart gradually became stronger and calmer, and her facial expression stretched a lot, but she was alone and rarely smiled. After going to school, I knew that I would inevitably have to contact others, and I was haunted by the memories of my previous life, and I was self-taught in terms of human feelings, and I always subconsciously brought out a three-point smile when I saw people, and others looked amiable.

But Yilan doesn't pay much attention to her appearance, because when she looks in the mirror, there is always an indescribable meaning, and she feels that she has gone through a lifetime, and she should be full of vicissitudes, and now she is very embarrassed, but her face is so bright and moving, and she is a little disobedient when she looks at herself in the mirror.

The longer the time, the more distant the experience of the previous life becomes, the details are gradually blurred, and all the memories are finally precipitated into only two beautiful words. It's just that the more beautiful the past life is, the more difficult and lonely it is to reflect the life that is still struggling hard, at least at this stage. Especially in terms of family affinity, the comparison between the two generations is really far apart. Even though she calmly accepts the status quo, she still can't let go of her obsession. In fact, she is not doing well, so she will lose her interest in taking self-portraits in the mirror at a flower-like age.

Sighing, life is indeed magical, if memories can be formatted, she would rather choose the initial formatting mode when she has the memories of her past life and erase them immediately, rather than in the memory cleaning mode after she has them, and involuntarily go from clear to forgotten as time passes. Because nostalgia is always sentimental. The psychological age is old, it is not easy to fit in, and he also despises himself for pretending to be tender, but in fact, he is so tender in terms of his biological age, how can he be worried.

Ilan shook her head, and in order to stop herself from thinking about anything else, she was ready to wash up again to pass the time. As soon as he sprayed a mist, he heard three short and one long sirens.

"Damn it." Yilan's face changed, no matter where he was in time and space, the methods of testing people were always the same classic. She didn't have time to think about it, turned back into the house, and called one by one: "Classmate, get up, get up." "The girls are all on the top bunk, she stretches out her arms to push others, and the boys shoot on the edge of their beds.

"Uh-huh......" annoyed nasal voice, this one makes me wake up when I hear it. Ilan didn't care about it, just shot wildly, and then replaced the next one.

"Who?" The terrible Luo Qianqian was still confused, and he actually asked who he was, instead of asking what was wrong. Ilan tugged at her quilt and called, "Assemble, assemble." "People always say the same thing in the same tone like a repeater when they are in a hurry.

When he turned to his lower bunk, he just slapped it twice, and Huo Sibei sat up on the ground. In the darkness, Ilan's high-pitched tone had just begun, so he had to swallow it and descend an octave: "Rise...... It's here. ”

"What's going on?" There was a question on the other end, which sounded like Joey's voice, and it seemed that he had come to his senses.

"Class C Alert, Emergency Training Collection." Ilan replied.

"Tom", Ilan turned his head to see that it seemed to be the only boy sleeping on the top bunk, called Jack, he jumped off and ran to the door.

"Hey, don't worry, it's only the first time, there are still four minutes, you can wash your face." Yilan only felt that he had transformed from a repeater to a Tang monk, and he had a sense of substitution calling for someone to collect clothes in the rain. But the person's reaction was really speechless, he didn't pause at all, and turned directly from the main entrance to the side door of the bathroom, and the next moment, the emergency sensor light in the boys' bathroom was lit up, and it faintly penetrated into the room through the gap in the hidden door, and it was like pressing a start button, and everyone immediately moved.

"Could you please let me know?" The clear and cold voice was polite and detached. Yilan's face flushed, she had been blocking the side of Huo Sibei's bed just now, and people couldn't get up. "I'm sorry." She hurriedly moved away, waited at the door of the room, remembered something, and immediately spoke again: "Don't forget to fold the quilt, everyone." She swore that she had never been like this in her life.

"Ah, I've come down." It's Luo Qianqian again, so anxious that his voice has changed tone. As a girl, Ilan can understand the resentment of most girls on the top bunk. What's more, no matter how many seconds the washing is simplified, girls can always use a few more seconds, and Yilan herself almost washed her face twice this morning, although it was to pass the time, but she didn't feel weird about washing her face twice, she could accept it completely. So she was very soft-hearted when she saw Luo Qianqian's flustered appearance, and hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, you go wash your face first, if you don't mind, I'll help you fold it." ”

In fact, there is really nothing to mind, no one is allowed to bring personal belongings, and the backpacks issued by the base to each person are all placed in one place. There is a quilt of the same style on each bed, because the combat uniform is worn on the body at all times, so it is not covered closely, just a form of window dressing. Yilan is not an enthusiastic person, she just looks at Luo Qianqian and can't bear it.

"Hey, thank you, thank you." Luo Qianqian's voice became cheerful.

"Tong ......" Chi Xuan was about to push open the bathroom, so he hesitated to turn back. Yilan understood, and hurriedly said, "Go quickly, I'll help you fold it too." ”

"Thank you." The two of them hurried to the bathroom.

Yilan climbed up with a sigh, folded a bed three times and two times, and found that Fang Wenjia next door had also folded her quilt, and she could climb down, her movements were too elegant, so Yilan couldn't help but be anxious, so she had to whisper: "There is only about one minute to wash." ”

"Okay." Fang Wenjia sighed softly, but did not panic.

When Ilan climbed into bed to fold the second quilt, some boys came out of the bathroom, and Ilan seized the opportunity to call again: "Fold the quilt." ”

Someone screamed and threw himself back on the bed, and the room was in chaos. Ilan was about to descend the ladder when she heard a "Thank you." "She's a little stupid, it's Dongfang Yun who came back from washing.

"Uh, I'm ...... Maybe I got out of the wrong bed...... bar. One sentence was twisted and turned by her, and she helped others tidy it up without their consent, but it was not very polite, so she quickly explained, "I am helping Chi Xuan fold the quilt." "Explained, it felt worse.

"I'll come." Dongfang Yun neatly climbed onto Chi Xuan's bed next door, and asked while folding, "Who else?" With just these few words, Yilan discovered that Dongfang Yun was a cool girl with a cold face and a warm heart.

"And me." A boy chimed in.

"Go." Some people laughed and scolded.

When Fang Wenjia came out of the bathroom, the alarm sounded for the second time. Led by captain Joey, a group of people rushed towards the camp square. The brightly lit square was divided into many small areas, with 10 squads in one area, led by a non-commissioned officer. When Ilan and the others were standing in their positions, only about one-third of the seats in the square were occupied, and the non-commissioned officers in some blocks were standing alone, not even a single student. The non-commissioned officer in the Ilana district also had a gloomy face, but at least he looked much better.

After the third siren sounded, there were still people rushing over, of course, the more urgent and chaotic, the whole team went to the wrong position, and there were also those who re-stood in the face of the cannibalistic gazes of the non-commissioned officers on both sides. The square was silent and the atmosphere was depressing.

Finally, a non-commissioned officer stepped forward to speak: "Today is an impressive day, and I believe this sentence applies to the vast majority of you. Those who did not reach their designated position before the emergency training sirens sounded ran ten laps along the square. All those who did not meet the hygiene standards ran five laps. The two penalties are cumulative. He paused deliberately, his voice teasing, "Now, it's my duty to explain what it means to be a person who doesn't meet the standards of personal hygiene." He manipulated it in his hand, and a large display screen in the square lit up, and many small squares appeared, which turned out to be the situation inside the student dormitory room.

"Rest assured, we don't monitor your dorm routine, as it's completely unnecessary. The picture that appears now is the real scene of your room at this moment, just as a piece of evidence, reflecting fair punishment, and will be retained until the end of your military training, and it will be destroyed after the completion of the deduction and appeal stage. "Everyone listened to the cold, and they actually had to deduct points.

"Team A1204, please look at their room." One of the small squares was enlarged and spread all over the screen, and Ilan could only evaluate it with these four words: I can't bear to look at it directly. All the quilts on the beds were rolled, in various shapes, and two of the upper quilts actually hung down all the way down on the side of the bed. In fact, if you really walk into the room, the effect will not be so miserable, but in the square of tens of thousands of people, it is shocking to be pulled by the huge screen so specially, and there are no dead ends in 360 degrees. The user number on the bed frame is also very clear, and the base retains the last trace of humanity, and does not expose the human avatar together.

The non-commissioned officer pulled out a few rooms with a wicked taste, forced everyone to admire them, and then said, "Of course, there are also squads that meet the standards of personal hygiene, which should be reassuring to you, indicating that the role model is not far away from you." This is Squad A0034. "A0034, not their number, Ilan fixed his eyes, it was really neat, the worst thing is that the technique is still unified, this is a job done by one person or it happens that brothers and sisters are teamed up.

"Well, there are some who barely meet the mark. Squad number A1836. "This is the number that Elan is familiar with, and their room is still very clean overall, except that the quilts are not stacked consistently, everything else is fine. It's just that all the beds are given close-ups, which feels completely different from helping people fold quilts in the black light, the latter just help each other to complete the task, but the former is like being scored by tens of thousands of judges, and there is really nothing to hide. Ilan blushed while feeling full sympathy for the unqualified squads in front of him who were pulled out to show the public, how heavy the psychological shadow is.

In the interval between eating breakfast and resting in place, Luo Qianqian specially went to Yilan's side and sincerely thanked: "Tong ...... Classmate", Yilan listened awkwardly, and hurriedly said: "Just call me Yilan." ”

"Hey, Ilan, thank you so much, otherwise I'd still be running like them now, so miserable, fifteen laps, I don't know when I'll be able to have breakfast." The others followed suit. Ilan politely said that everyone is a team, and I ask everyone to forgive her for her reckless behavior in the morning. Everyone remembered the chaos in the morning, and it was funny and happy.