For example, when Mo Yan entered junior high school, at that time, because it was a period when tuberculosis was raging, the school suspended the students to go to other places for military training, and instead invited military training instructors to the school for military training.

"Sure enough, the food made by the chef hired by the family is delicious!" Wu Di's words have been nodded and agreed by many students who have been pampered since childhood, a large pot of freshly cooked and steaming rice is placed in the shadow below the dormitory building, and as for the dishes, they are all put together like a hodgepodge in the iron basin on the back chair.

"So...... The children of rich families are hypocritical, and it is good to have food. "As one of the best schools in the city, there is naturally no shortage of children from rich families in Mingde University, of course, there are not a few children from poor families who rely on their grades to be admitted to this university, Chu Renmei is obviously a child of poor families, don't look at the first day she came to the dormitory wearing a gorgeous cheongsam, in fact, the price of that cheongsam is very cheap.

"It's nice to be a person who is easy to satisfy." Looking at the iron basin on the chair, all kinds of vegetables have been made into a big pot, Wu Di really can't raise any appetite to eat, on the other hand, his sister Wu Di is much more bland, chewing slowly with ladylike etiquette and eating the rice mixed with green vegetables in her hand.

Shanghai green, pork red, tofu, sweet bamboo shoots, pork fat, a little duck meat...... There are also all kinds of miscellaneous vegetarian and meat dishes, all mixed into a large iron basin and placed in front of the students for them to eat, for a good boy who is never picky eater, these lunches may not taste bad, but for the rich second generation who have been accustomed to eating big fish and meat since childhood, this lunch is really difficult for them to swallow.

"Rather than having time to complain that the food was not tasty. You might as well learn more from Mo Yan, and see how she does it. Glancing at Wu Di, who was born complaining, Wu Di pointed to the girl sitting with Liu Qianyue in the distance, only to see Mo Yan eating the so-called poor sour lunch of the rich man as if she was very hungry, and the amount of food in the big bowl held in her left hand was really terrifying, and many instructors who thought they were eating the most were frightened by the girl's terrifying amount of food.

"Children who are not picky eaters are good children. Mom and Dad said that people who don't eat vegetables will become goblins. Sighing quietly, Wu Di thought that he would stay here for another week, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart, he was hungry and the food was unpalatable, he still chose his own food and clothing.

"I really envy Mo Yan's figure, no matter how you eat, you won't get fat, unlike us girls who don't dare to eat the snacks they like to eat in order to control calories." Liu Qianyue's expression was envious and jealous as she looked at the stone bench sitting next to her, and was using a spoon to make a large piece of flowery speech, in order not to make her figure fat and lead her brother Liu Qianxing to show disgust, Liu Qianyue often pays attention to her own dietary rules.

Liu Qianyue was very curious about where the food and nutrition that Mo Yan ate were gathered. Looking at her slender figure and her breasts, she is not the kind of papaya shape that can be proud of herself, and Liu Qianyue feels that such a physique and figure can already enter the academy is one of the incredible.

After the lunch time, which was not very pleasant for many students, it was naturally nap time to go back to the dormitory, but before that, the instructor gathered all the students downstairs in the dormitory and talked to the students about their dress.

The dormitory building has a total of five floors. The first floor is the commissary and the instructors' rooms, and the second and fifth floors are the boys' areas. The second to third floors are the girls' area, and if there is a boy who wants to secretly observe the scene in the room in the girls' area, it is said that if the instructor finds out, he will be taken to the toilet and shower to pick up soap, and I don't know who first spread this rumor that made many boys' buttocks tighten.

There are five rooms on each floor, and each room can accommodate 10 people according to the number of beds, and there is still plenty of room for all the freshman beds. And Mo Yan's dormitory is in the middle room on the third floor, that is, the third room, not only the people in the dormitory live here, but the girls in her dormitory also live in this dormitory.

"I really want to spend these few days quickly!" After returning to the dormitory room, Liu Qianyue quickly changed into slippers and fell to the wooden bed like relief. Zhang Yuqing slept on her top bunk bed, Wu Di and Mo Yan were still the same bracket bed on the upper and lower bunks, and Chu Renmei's bed was very close to the door, just opposite the bracket bed five meters away from the lower bunk.

"It's better not to complain, because the more you complain about this time, the more you will feel that life is as long as years, and if I am you, I will try my best to learn to adapt." Thinking that she is the oldest of all the psychological ages, Wu Di feels that she has the most right to speak now, and she has not participated in the military training of the university, although the military training she participated in is not the current university.

"How can you get used to this!? It would be nice if my brother was around, as long as I hugged him and absorbed my brother's energy, I could be resurrected in place with full HP anytime and anywhere! Saying shameless words, Liu Qianyue's face was full of excitement, which made the girls around her who didn't know her situation show shocked eyes to her.

"I think this brother's Cheng dù is already terminally ill." Taking a small sip of Dove chocolate in his hand, Mo Yan looked at Liu Qianyue, who made a 'bold statement', shook his head and sighed speechlessly, but Liu Qianyue shook his right index finger at Mo Yan with a 'you are too naïve', and said: "Isn't there a saying in the ACG world that says this, brother who is not related by blood, what is the point of the strategy?" ”

"This sentence can only be said by my brother, and the first time I heard it come out of my sister's mouth, it should be 'Sister who is not related by blood, what is the point of raiding it?' Right!? After complaining about Liu Qianyue, Mo Yan put her left hand on the back of her head and leaned on the pillow, and opened her mouth to eat the chocolate in her right hand.

"But it's so hot, how can you sleep!?" It is now the end of summer, and in the autumn when the warm-up has not subsided, the stuffiness of the air makes it difficult for many students to sleep, and the school dormitory is good to say, in order to let students have a good night's sleep, the school has specially installed air conditioners in each dormitory.

Liu Qianyue complained while fanning the hot air on her face with her hands, of course, she was not the only girl who complained, looking at this group of female students who were constantly complaining, Mo Yan closed her eyes and said calmly: "The heart is calm and naturally cool, if you don't try to get used to sleeping in such an environment now, then you will be even more unable to sleep in the next few days, and there will be formal military training in the afternoon, so it's best to replenish your energy now." ”

After Mo Yan finished saying this, it was as if he had really fallen asleep, and his lower abdomen rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

Xiao Xun end PS: Let's see if I can update the plot of the sophomore year before January 20th, that is, the plot of Zhou Lu's reappearance, after the New Year, Xiao Xun I will probably break off for ten days, because I want to go back to her hometown with my girlfriend and her parents for the New Year. (To be continued......)