【…… Time passed easily, and I didn't realize that the day I left. A cadre of schoolchildren and their parents, as well as Ma Xiang, a Protestant teacher, came to see them off. Yan'er sent more than 20 miles alone, and after being urged by Li and Zhou several times before she said goodbye in tears. 】

[(To be continued)]

First, back to this.

Subconsciously pressed [Next], but the back was gone.

The man sitting in front of the computer reluctantly let go of the mouse and leaned back in the chair with emotion.

"What a book!"

It was none other than Liu Ye, the editor of Xiake.com, who was named Liu Ye. Although he has been an editor for almost ten years and has not become the editor-in-chief, he is also well-known in the industry, and many well-known writers have written books with him.

As a relatively old editor, although he has read 1,800 martial arts novels, it is the first time he has seen such a charming martial arts text.

Even though traditional martial arts are no longer popular on Xiake.com, young readers still prefer to watch new-school martial arts with modern and campus backgrounds, but the smooth writing and description of every move and style still make him can't help but applaud.

Especially the trick that pierced the clouds and took the moon, he was stunned to write out a mediocre sword dance picture, only to feel that two clouds of snow rolled around in his mind, and the rabbit rose and fell, and the more he danced, the more he danced, the more anxious he became.

Of course, what he was looking forward to even more was the masters of Mount Emei mentioned in the article, as well as the sword immortals, I don't know how they fought when they fought.

"It's an interesting article, let's leave a label first."

I can't see anything in a chapter.

A good work or a bad work, you have to see the third chapter.

What's more, this owner of the Pearl House is still a newcomer, and it is possible to write a few chapters and suddenly not write.

After adding a mark to the title of the book in the editing background, Liu Ye closed the article, planning to wait for more words before continuing to slaughter, and then began to read the next one.

Just when Liu Ye began to browse the next book, a new student in the dormitory of Jiangcheng University happened to complete the update of the second chapter.

[The second time the dancing sword master and apprentice are skilled, and the smoke and rain lock the air on Emei]

Finally, he knocked down the title of this line, stretched out the chapter upload, and closed the lid of his laptop.

In this life, the military training of Xia Guo, although the content of the training is a little tired, but there is one thing that is okay, that is, I will leave you alone when I go back to the dormitory. No one patrols the dormitory every once in a while, no training is required to fold quilts into tofu blocks, and no electronic products are confiscated.

But even then, most people don't have the strength to do anything else.

A person like Hao Yun who still has the energy to sit down and "play with the computer" can be said to be an outlier among the different.

Hearing the sound of turning off the computer, Lao Zheng, who was paralyzed on the bed, called.

"Brother Yun, you've been crackling down there for a long time, what are you doing?"

Too lazy to explain, Hao Yun replied casually.

"Write something."

"Oooh......"

Lao Zheng didn't pay much attention to it, and planned to say "thank you for turning off the lights before coming up" and went to sleep, but suddenly thought that there was a college student programming competition this month, so he asked tentatively.

"Code?"

"Guess?"

Guess?

Guess what!

I was concerned but embarrassed to ask more, Lao Zheng who was lying on the bed was already sleepy, and he couldn't sleep after turning and turning.

At this time, Brother Ziyuan, who had always been silent, suddenly sighed heavily.

"You say...... Does military training make sense? ”

The voice seemed to be a little suspicious.

Hao Yun didn't answer, because there are two correct answers to this question, and even the same person will have different answers at different ages and stages of life, even if it is won in the debate competition, it may not be possible to discuss the reason.

Complaining won't solve the problem anyway.

He was even less interested in discussing unsolvable problems.

However, Lao Zhu had something to say, so he coughed and began to play officially.

"There must be some use in being useful, to strengthen the body in a small way, to protect the family and defend the country, to cultivate the spirit of collectivism, and to enhance——"

"Gotta get it, your dad I'm going to sleep."

Liang Ziyuan turned over impatiently, and Lao Zheng also shook this guy with a roll of his eyes, but he really didn't have the strength to complain, and he didn't even have the strength to turn over.

It wasn't until Hao Yun turned off the lights that the dark 401 bedroom finally quieted down, and it wasn't until Lao Zhu's earth-shattering snoring sounded that the silence in the bedroom was broken......

……

Following.

There were columns of squares crowded on the playground, and under the command of the instructor, they ran and drilled in an orderly manner.

This Instructor Wu is also an interesting person, always changing tricks to tease them.

"Do you take the college entrance examination for more than 120 math exams? How did you do it? I was only 30 in math that year. ”

He Ping smiled and didn't speak, this guy had a perfect score in mathematics that year.

The little fat man Zhou Xuan and Wang Ziyi glanced at each other and smirked twice.

One hundred and two?

Mathematics?

This score may not be enough for other schools, but it will definitely not be able to enter Jiang University.

After a long time, seeing that no one responded, Instructor Wu turned his words and opened his throat again.

"I said that you can all take a 120 or 30 math test, why can't this IQ even walk well? The little fat guy in the back, and the one next to him who is more than one meter and eight, where are you two looking at yourself? Centipede, right? ”

Zhou Xuan and Wang Ziyi's faces changed, and they hurriedly aligned the brothers in front of them, for fear of being punished for running in circles.

It was time to rest, and a group of people sat down on the grass.

No one spoke, because there was no strength at all.

At this time, an instructor next to him walked over, and Instructor Wu pulled him and teased him with a smile.

"Hey, I'll show you what we're all like to be shy, one or two like big girls, we don't talk when we're resting, and we like to scratch there."

After two or three minutes, the instructor who had wandered over left, and Instructor Wu clapped his hands.

"Don't sit there, is there anyone who has a talent, sings a song or dances, or something. No one? Okay, I'll count to ten, and if no one sings, we'll continue practicing. ”

"One...... Five...... Nine...... Ten, stand up! ”

dragged his tired body to the runway, and Lao Zhu looked at the Ziyuan brothers with a bitter face.

"Brother Ziyuan, why don't you sing?"

Liang Ziyuan was silent for a while, his eyes a little confused.

"I can't sing anymore......"

I trained until noon.

The instructor who had slipped over earlier slipped around again.

"Why are you so boring, why don't you show a talent or something."

"Then there must be, we can even sing and dance, and the little time we have to rest is not enough for them to perform!"

The instructor looked envious: "I really envy you." ”

Instructor Wu smiled embarrassedly and coughed dryly.

"Low-key, low-key."

Class of 1801: "......"

……

I have never experienced such high-intensity training, and the new students in the school are complaining for days.

If you want to say who is the most comfortable, probably only Xu Xiaoruan.

The guy was discharged after three days in the hospital, but his hanging arm was said to take two months to heal.

Military training is naturally impossible for military training, and there is no need to go to class because it is stopped, and this guy has nothing else to do every day, just wandering around.

What's more, she actually stood next to the barbed wire fence in the playground and ate ice cream while watching them stand on the pile in green clothes, just like those tasteful senior students.

Looking at Hao Yun who was sitting on the grass, Xu Xiaoruan, who was squatting down, blinked.

"Brother Yun, the ice cream is delicious."

Hao Yun ignored her.

Because I really don't have the strength.

However, Xiao Soft didn't care, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

“…… Want it? ”

"If you want to eat, I can feed you."

"But I only have one...... Brother Yun still sees that I have eaten well. ”

Hao Yun: "......"

The blooming dimples were like the eyes of a little devil, obviously an innocent smile, but it was not cute at all, but it made Hao Yun feel cold behind him.

This guy ......

It's the devil, right?

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(Thanks to the book friend "English underline combination" for the league leader's reward~~~~)