Although we hurried and hurried, we ended up being a few minutes late. What awaits us is naturally a military posture. Since then, we have not seen a dark cloud until the end of the military training.

The training continued, and the original instructors returned. In order to liven up the atmosphere in the evening, the adjacent phalanxes begin to sing to each other. And we can finally meet the girls from our own college. Since entering the school, the female students in their class have not recognized all of them, and they have only met when the head of the department speaks at the time of admission, but these instructors are with them every day. Thinking of this, if you don't get angry, is this fertilizer going to flow into the fields of outsiders?

The people of both phalanxes sat on the ground, and those who had talents naturally performed in the middle. Singing singing, dancing dancing. I, on the other hand, was like a body scanner, carefully scanning every face in the female phalanx opposite. Of course, I behaved as usual, and no one could see how obscene I was. However, no one cares about me at all, I guess it's just like me.

As my eyes scanned from left to right and bottom to right, suddenly, my eyes rested on a girl wearing a green butterfly hairpin and a ponytail. Pure, clean, those are the first two words that pop into my head. Who is she and is she our professional? Is she in our class? Is she also from Zhejiang?

After the military training that day, I went back to my dormitory, and my mind kept copying her appearance. It's just that it's a little dark, and I don't see what it looks like very clearly. And it is this unknown mystery that her image in my mind is becoming more and more perfect. Am I in love? Although the sprout of youth has also sprouted before, it was quickly stifled by me for the sake of study, so that I didn't know what love was for the whole of high school. There is only admiration for girls, not affection.

After the lights went out, the dormitory meeting began. As they chatted, everyone began to discuss the girls' phalanx. Some say who's good-looking, and some say who's in good shape. Usually, I don't talk much, and they ask me for my opinion, and at first I was very perfunctory: "The girls in our college are good-looking," I thought about it, they might not have found it interesting, and were about to move on to the next topic, "but I have a crush on a girl wearing a green butterfly hairpin." As soon as these words came out, the whole dormitory was in good spirits. Who, who? "Is it from our class?" "Which row? How many are they? None of the questions I could answer: "I don't know, or I'll show it to you tomorrow." "Actually, I've kind of forgotten what she looks like, and the only sign is the green butterfly hairpin.

The next day, training began, and I immediately began to locate the position of the girls' phalanx. Luckily, this time they're not too far away from us, so we'll scan them when we're resting. Today, the instructor felt that we were not walking in unison, so he asked us to step in groups. In order to make our posture standard, he asked us to lift for 1 minute, and then step down after forming a straight line on the legs of a row of people. Finally aligned, we put our feet down. At this time, the instructor felt that there was no sound when we were walking, and said that it was the same as the girls. And so it repeated, and it entered an endless loop.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it back: "Report! ”

"Move!"

"Instructor! That doesn't make sense! ”

"What's unreasonable!"

"The longer this foot hangs in mid-air, the more silent it becomes! It's all about lifting your legs! ”

After arguing for a while, the instructor probably felt that we might not be able to do it, so he gave up the original training plan. And I finally got to rest. The scanning mode was turned back on, because it was a little dark the night before, and the memory was a little blurry after a day, and I couldn't find the girl for a while. Eric, on the other hand, kept giving me lewd glances, as if to say, "Where?" Where is it? "There's no way, I can only look for green butterflies, but there doesn't seem to be any, everyone is wearing hats! In order to facilitate military training, many girls have combed their ponytails, plus all the same military training uniforms and military hats, where can you see it. After another round of scanning, I gave Eric a look I didn't find.

Finally, during the second break, as the weather got hot at noon, the girls took off their hats one after another. I finally found the green butterfly as well. However, I didn't rush to pass on the message to my roommates, but silently noted her location.

In the evening, I gave you a truthful explanation of the situation. The enthusiastic Mr. Liu soon used his strong communication skills to inquire about the situation of the girls in our class. And Da Biao also asked for the names of several girls through the "special powers" of his temporary squad leader. I can't be sure, I don't know what her name is.

I was a little excited that night, but a few of them were more excited than I was. Soon, the powerful Dabiao squad leader created an opportunity for me to pick up a conversation.

2008 is the 50th anniversary of Imperial College London, and our freshmen naturally did not have the opportunity to participate in the parade because of military training. But the school arranged souvenirs for every polytechnic student. A commemorative medal for the 50th anniversary, the school's emblem, and a badge with the full name of the whole school are packed in a brocade box and distributed by class. Because Da Biao's squad leader "couldn't take" so much, I was "asked" to go to the girls' phalanx to help distribute it at the end of the day's military training. Of course, several others also "helped" out. After this series of sassy operations, coupled with a flawed awkward chat, I finally knew her name, and her home was on the edge of the Songhua River. Later, when we distributed the textbooks, we tried this trick again.

Next, through the operation of Mr. Liu and Da Biao's squad leader, I got the phone and a new battle began.