Chapter 10: Watermelon Taro

The military training uniform of University B is a gray-white camouflage uniform, very spiritual, with a neat military cap, no matter tall, short, fat, thin, ugly, and fat, you will instantly have a little different temperament.

Standing in a military posture, kicking the right step, walking in the queue, military training in all regions of the country is inseparable from these three things, the sun in H City in September is still very hot, and the instructors look like they don't get in the salt, and after coming down in the morning, they fainted three or four and were sent to the infirmary.

As for those students who really have some strength in the family, they chose to use their family connections to issue various sick notes to prove that they could not participate in military training, and Lan Yu also had a sick note in his bag that his father specially asked someone to write for him, but he crumpled it up and threw it into the trash.

It is worth mentioning that the only person in Lan Yu's class who was praised in the morning was Mu Huan, who stood there with an expression like an iceberg and completed all the requirements seriously, and even the people standing next to him felt much cooler.

The instructor of Lan Yu's class is a class leader who is just twenty years old, named Jiang Xiaolong, his name is very tender, but he has a very cold feeling, and even some female students who deliberately want to sell a cute and beg for a rest are coldly rejected, and they are meticulous in the implementation of training, as if this is not ordinary university military training, but special training before the battlefield.

This attitude made Lan Yu more serious, and he tried his best to straighten his waist and kick the right step, but he received a few appreciative glances from the instructor.

At noon, about an hour before the break, most of the classes began the harshest military posture training, the scorching sun was exposed, sweat dripping down on the rubber track under their feet, and many people's legs had begun to tremble, and their heads began to dizzy.

In the shade of a tree not far in front of the queue of Lan Yu's class, a few people suddenly ran in, holding a mat and a water pillow in their hands, and even most of the cut watermelons in the basin and two watermelons that had not yet been cut in their hands. Babbling and sitting down, watching this group of training freshmen gulp watermelon, the most unbearable thing is that they still snap their mouths.

For a while, almost all the classmates cast disgusted glances, the hot day standing military posture was originally a very difficult thing, you sat opposite us and slept on the mat and ate watermelon?

Lan Yu took a closer look, yo! Isn't this the senior Yuan Xiaoye who found fault last night, and he brought a few friends to look at himself proudly while eating watermelon, feeling that this is revenge.

It may be that the sound of eating is too loud, which aroused the disgust of the instructor Jiang Xiaolong, he glanced back, thought about it for a few steps, walked over and said, "Classmate, we are in military training, please go to another place to eat." ”

Yuan Xiaoye smiled and said loudly: "Instructor, the school doesn't stipulate that watermelon is not allowed here, we haven't violated the school rules, don't scare us." ”

This attitude made Lan Yu, who was watching not far away, laugh, he had relatives in the army at home, and he didn't go to play before, he knew too well what the temper of this group of soldiers was.

Sure enough, Instructor Jiang Xiaolong frowned, suddenly flew up with a kick, and kicked the watermelon held in Yuan Xiaoye's hand and flew out of the body for more than ten meters, but he didn't touch Yuan Xiaoye's hand, and before he could react, he kicked the two watermelons they brought that had not yet been cut.

"Eat." Instructor Jiang Xiaolong turned his head and walked back to the queue.

There was a burst of laughter in the queue, and even the students in the next queue who were concerned about this matter couldn't help but coax and shouted loudly, "Pick it up and eat it".

Yuan Xiaoye lost an adult, his face was blue and purple for a while, put away the mat and ran away with his friends in embarrassment.

There was a lot of discussion in the queue, laughing loudly, and Lan Yu also "kindly" told everyone Yuan Xiaoye's name, and since then, the title of "Watermelon Taro" has followed Yuan Xiaoye for several years.

Naturally, there are instructors in the school who supervise military training, and when they see this situation, they just don't look good, and they are more embarrassed for Yuan Xiaoye, these instructors have absolute rights during military training, and the school will not interfere with anything.

Instructor Jiang Xiaolong looked at his watch, walked to the side and whispered a few words to the political commissar of the battalion headquarters who led the team this time, the political commissar gathered all the instructors and said a few words, and then turned around and announced that the military training on the morning of the first day had ended early.

"Wood, out of the water to eat?" Lan Yu looked at Mu Huan who came over, then glanced at the army in the direction of the canteen, and asked tentatively.

Mu Huan looked back, nodded, and the two of them avoided this group of hungry and tired students and went to a cafeteria outside the school to solve lunch.

The day's military training ended quickly, the two of them returned to the dormitory at night, took a shower at random, lay on the bed and fell asleep, this is the first time Lan Yu participated in military training, and there were originally seven days of military training in high school, but he was skipped by the family directly looking for a relationship, the fatigue of military training was beyond his imagination, this sleep was dark, and he was sore when he got up the next day.

Of course, there was no time to log in to the game, but during the period, I still received a greeting from the senior sister asking about the results of military training with a wicked smile, which made Lan Yu's pain seem to have been reduced a lot.

The time of military training passed quickly, except for getting a little tanned, nothing major happened around Lan Yu and Mu Huan, but in the game, Chen Chuxiao and Senior Sister Wang Yan encountered a lot of trouble.