After the morning training, he couldn't wait to run to the women's bathroom to wipe off his face.

After entering the toilet, she froze.

This, is this me?!

What a lot of resignation to wipe the things on his face with water. I still comforted myself in my heart, aren't you the most embarrassed, isn't there still Qi Qing, he is even more embarrassed than you.

After thinking about it, he looked at his miserable face in the mirror, and complained:

Xia Yang, it turns out that you are so naïve.

The second day of military training.

Huang Fei wore black sunglasses, tied a red ribbon with the words "Mutual Promotion" on his head, and said passionately with a big loudspeaker in his hand: "Today is the second day of military training." In order to let you experience the true meaning of the four words "Passionate Youth", the school decided to arrange two classes to compete one-on-one. Losing class, hehe. Give me ten laps to the playground and get back to workout!"

The students below were in a commotion.

Race?

Qi Qing's eyes were full of interest.

He put his hand lightly on Wei Xiang's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said, "No matter what class, master, I will kill them without leaving a piece of armor, believe it or not?"

Wei Xiang looked at Qi Qing, who was full of interest next to him, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Believe, believe."

Qi Qing saw his purely echoing answer, and stabbed him in the chest with his elbow unhappily, "Don't believe it? You wait and see. ”

The first item: two people and three legs (two people follow

Italian team) a total of ten groups. The previous group arrived

At the end of the line, the next group will follow. It takes the shortest time

of one group wins.

The second event: men's and women's 800-meter run

(Men's group, Women's group)

The third event: men's and women's high jump (men's one

group, female group)

In the fourth item, the two of them participated in the tripod, Xia Yang, Qi Qing, Wei Xiang, and Wang Ziwen.

How unhappy he looked at Wang Ziwen, who was looking for Xia Yang as a partner.

He looked at Xia Yang with an indifferent face, and could only give up tiredly.

Stinky boy, Su Yang is not here, so he came to rob Xia Yang with me.

A stumbling block on the way to the mission!

He found a boy in the class who didn't seem to have a partner, but the boy suddenly saw that the girl he liked was also participating, and when he was about to open his mouth to agree, he turned his mouth and stared at the cute long-haired girl not far away and said, "Oh, no~ I already have a partner." After speaking, he stared at the girl and walked over.

That expression is as obscene as it gets.

The corners of He Qiduo's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the boy's courteous back, and there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Brother, give up early! She loves the wild ones.

How much do I remember in the novel, this wonderful boy and that girl, they were together.

But then the girl broke up with him on the grounds that he was not wild enough.

Then the boy cried to death, and the whole class comforted him.

And then...... The whole school knew about it.

The whole school knew that this boy was dumped by his girlfriend because of his mother.

Slowly, all of them found a partner, except for He Qiduo and Xia Yang.

Why is that?

Hahaha, because Wang Ziwen's stinky boy has been remembered by Huang Fei, the teaching director, since the first day because of that incident.

Just now, I was called by the director of teaching to help as a military training volunteer.

He Qiduo smiled proudly at Wang Ziwen, and said to Wang Ziwen who was far away with a smile: "It's okay, go ahead." I'll take care of Yangyang. ”

Looking at her underwhelming expression, Wang Ziwen had some itchy teeth.

"Yangyang?" A cold voice sounded from behind him.

He Qiduo turned around, looked at Xia Yang and smiled, and said: Hahaha, really, the two of us are too coincidental, we are together again. ”

Xia Yang looked at the sloppy eyes lightly, and didn't hold on to the question just now, turned around and went to the front to get the rope that tied his feet.

He Qiduo breathed a sigh of relief lightly before raising his heels to Xia Yang.

He Qiduo and Xia Yang are the last group.

Qi Qing and Wei Xiang are the penultimate group.

I don't know why, I always feel that the skin that sticks to Xia Yang and the waist that is held by him is hot everywhere.

The hot feeling made He Duo's cheeks a little red.

Because of this strange feeling, she moved her body uncomfortably, and her body slowly relaxed when she smelled the familiar fragrance on his body.

Soon the guns of the game rang out.

The atmosphere in classes 7 and 8 was very high.

How much to listen to this terrible cheer, and a sigh of shame.

I don't know how the school does it, putting two classes with a full desire to win and lose together.

Classes 7 and 8 are not only the most unique classes in the whole grade, but also very resentful and naïve classes.

It was also because of this competition in military training that the two classes began a protracted confrontation that lasted for three years.

At the beginning of the competition, both classes were evenly matched, and by the fourth group, the competition was in full swing.

The last seven classes were the first to arrive.

Class 7 cheered, and Class 8 shouted regretfully.

Since then, it has been seven classes that have been leading.

When Wei Xiang and Qi Qing arrived, Qi Qing confidently hugged Wei Xiang's waist and said confidently: "Go!" Follow me and promise you to win. ”

Wei Xiang also hugged his waist tightly, looked at him noncommittally and smiled, and said, "With me, we can't lose."

They walked in unison and fast. is worthy of two people who have been fighting since childhood, not only do they move neatly, but they also have a full tacit understanding.

By the time they reached the finish line, there was still half way to the eighth class.

Qi Qing saw that they were so much faster than Class 8, laughed happily, and high-fived Wei Xiang with both hands.

He Qiduo and Xia Yang also set off soon.

How much he tried his best to cooperate with Xia Yang's pace, it was a little difficult, and the tied feet were also a little painful.

Xia Yang glanced down at her forbearant expression.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she finds that her pace has slowed down, and she stays in the middle.

He turned his head consciously and looked at Xia Yang seriously looking at the side of his feet.

He Qiduo and Xia Yang's group reached the finish line two steps faster than the group in Class 8.

Everyone was nervously waiting for the results. The sophomore physical education student announced loudly: "The seventh class takes 6 minutes and 54 seconds, and the eighth class takes 8 minutes and 09 seconds."

Class 7 wins!!

"Wow-"

"Hahaha"

"I'll just say I'll kill them without a piece of armor! Ha ha. Qi Qing hooked Wei Xiang's neck and raised his chin openly.

Wei Xiang also laughed with the boiling Class 7 classmates around him, and his body naturally bent down according to his movements.

He looked at Xia Yang happily and found that the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. Not a hearty laugh, but a refreshing light smile, even with a glimmer in the eyes.

Class 7 was happily in a mess.

The people of Class 8 saw that they were celebrating as if they had won the World Championship, and spit on them: "It's like they've already won!" Aren't there still 9 games!?"

Don't think that the malice of all the students in Class 8 is sudden.

The dissatisfaction of Class 8 against Class 7 starts with the pile of paper balls that were produced in the first week of school because of the "war".

The pile of waste paper piled up in the corridor behind Class 7 and Class 8 near the junction of Class 8 has not been cleaned up because of the exam for three days.

On that Friday afternoon, Class 7 was attending classes at work, while Class 8 was attending self-study classes.

On the afternoon of that day, Huang Fei, the director of education, took the school leaders to inspect the situation of students in various teaching buildings, and saw a large pile of paper balls, which were smashed by the fallen paper balls.

After the paper ball fell down, it all fell on the corridor of Class 8.

Hehe, that's it, there is a back-handed man.

They were pulled out of the classroom by Huang Fei, cleaned the paper balls in the corridor for the whole afternoon, and were asked to write all 800 words for review.

After class, I looked at the students of Class 8 who helped clean the paper ball, and the group of students in Class 7 who did not know why, thinking that they had enthusiastically helped them clean up, and thanked them happily.

Then, hehe, immediately received dozens of substantial murderous glances.

In the next 800-meter run, Xia Yang participated in the men's group and threw a full lap of the eighth class.

"Xia Yang, come on!! Come on," he shouted with his hands on his lips in the shape of a trumpet.

After helping on the side, Wang Ziwen, who came back, also shouted excitedly: "Emperor Xia, come on!" Come on, throw him light-years away!" Wang Ziwen has a good idea and likes to give people numbers.

Xia Yang is never in a hurry to do things, and he is assertive, like an emperor with a degree of command. The skin is white, and the king of Baijia is equal to the emperor.

is like Su Yang, with long black skin, and the word Yang in her name, and she catches up with people quickly, so Wang Ziwen nicknamed her "Black Goat."

In the end, Xia Yang won, and the girl in Class 7 also won.

The match result was 2:0

Wang Ziwen participated in the high jump. Everyone looked at his confident name and thought he was a dark horse who was deeply hidden.

Who knew that after he ran fiercely to the place where he should jump, his left and right feet tripped each other and fell the mat of the high jump.

He Qiduo and Wei Xiang silently stroked their foreheads with Qi Qing and the whole class.

The result of the match was 2:1

In the end, the final result of the military training competition was 6:5.

Class 7 6, Class 8 Class 5.

All the people in Class 7 shouted: "Hey, Class 8!" Then he stretched out his index finger to all the people in Class 8 on the opposite side and pointed at them, then tapped his chest, and after all of them looked disdainful and shook their index fingers, they pointed at them again and gave them a thumb up, and then pointed the tips of their thumbs to the floor.

He Qiduo looked at the students of Class 8 who were all angry and tried to suppress their expressions on the other side, and laughed dryly.

Scold... After beauty has pulled enough hatred,

It's really a tie that lives up to expectations, alas~

He Qiduo and Wang Ziwen were going to the commissary to buy drinks.

Wei wanted to know, and asked them to help him and Qi Qing buy it.

They stand in front of the beverage machine in the commissary.

He Qiduo took blueberry-flavored juice, while Wang Ziwen took Wangzi milk and energy drinks for himself and two others.

"I don't know what Xia Yang likes to drink? Wang Ziwen muttered.

He was about to take a random bottle when he heard He Qiduo say, "Fruit tea, he likes orange-flavored fruit tea." And warm. ”

After speaking, he put the orange-flavored fruit tea that he had already held in his hand into his hand.

Wang Ziwen looked at her in surprise, and said a little strangely: "Really? I've been in the same class as him in junior high school for three years, and I haven't seen him drink fruit tea, let alone orange flavor

Target. ”