Freshman military training began.

A sea of green on the playground.

Lan Mi is not very tall, but he also stands in the vanguard position.

Lan Mi is the only boy in the women's team.

He's a male god!

Lan Mi originally applied to participate in military training in other departments, but was severely hit.

All sides said that this plan would not work and could not be passed.

Lan Mi can't be the maverick soldier.

This aspect mainly includes department leaders, counselors, military training instructors, student unions, and the vast number of children's boots: all 42 children's boots in the first class of professional English of the 99th foreign language department. Except, of course, Lan Mi, who is forty-three.

Lan Mi has accepted his fate. The children's boots can't distinguish between men and women when they wear military uniforms, they are all linen recruit soldiers, who cares about men and women!

Lan Mi's most powerful martial arts is the Spiritual Victory Method, and he has experienced the spirit of Ah Q to the extreme.

The military instructors of Lan Mi's class are very traditional, and they do not treat a class of female soldiers differently, and they should have all the training.

The queue advances, stops the intermittent transfer method, takes a break, and stands upright. It's a lot of fun to practice in the morning. The female soldiers are full of energy and high spirits, and they really deserve to be female college students in the new era. Of course, there is also a blue Mi mixed in the middle.

Lan Mi has fully stepped into the role. Conscientiously perform the tasks that a qualified vanguard should undertake. He actively obeyed the instructor's orders and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Well, slack, how can there be this word? There are also forty-two pairs of resentful eyes in the back!

Lan Mi spotted a serious question.

Where are the glasses for the booties?

All of them had glasses in the first class!

Is my memory wrong?

Or is the world changing too strangely?

There is demonic energy in this, and sure enough, the yin qi is too heavy!

Lan Mi corrected his training attitude, and he felt that something was wrong. The instructor paid attention to him for a long time.

"Row by row of soldiers!"

Lan Mi's face darkened,

"Here!"

"Please tell me what you are doing! Why look around! ”

"Report, sweat!"

Lan Mi's heart is galloping, instructor, your eyes are too poisonous! You don't look at so many flower girls, why are you just staring at me!

"Okay, I'll tell you, there's something to do during training, and you have to report it! You have to report it first! Have to! I can make you wipe your sweat. You, you have to report first! Do you understand! ”

"Report, understood!"

"Report!"

A female voice?

"Speak!"

"Instructor, I'm sweating, I want to wipe my sweat!"

"Okay, permission!"

When Lan Mi heard it, it was Zhao Lu, and there was no time when she didn't show off.

"This soldier is performing very well, he must report if there is something, and he is never allowed to act for no reason in training, we are disciplined soldiers!"

Lan Mi was speechless. It turned out that he was an example in training, and the instructors used him to teach female soldiers. He had a bad premonition.

Afternoon.

The suffering of the female soldiers has finally arrived.

The instructor has made a killer move, and he wants to implement a plan to dismount the female soldiers! Train military postures.

Isn't it scary?

Lan Mi didn't think so, he wasn't afraid anyway. He was already black, so what if he was black?

I heard that black black is healthier!

The instructor didn't have so much nonsense, just let the formation swing out and open to the sun!

The instructor still has some conscience. Start with a 10-minute break, rest for 5 minutes, and then another 10 minutes. Gradual.

Soon, two hours passed.

"Now, I need to know your specific situation, body and will! We don't rest anymore and stand until we eat! If you feel that you can't hold it, you can make a report! You can go to the side and rest! Ready, go! ”

The instructor took out the stopwatch, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still an hour and a half before the end of the drill.

Although Lan Mi is introverted and thin, her endurance is really good.

From time to time, female soldiers applied for withdrawal, but Lan Mi remained motionless.

Lan Mi really didn't dare to move. There are countless pairs of resentful eyes behind him. He can't show weakness in front of female soldiers, that would be his sorrow!

Lan Mi's body was already soaked with sweat, but he didn't move.

Although his heart was already boiling, he really didn't dare to move!

There are fewer and fewer female soldiers on the playground. By five o'clock, Lan Mi had finally won!

There was only one fighter left in Lan Mi's class.

That's Lan Mi!

Let's cheer for Lan Mi, rejoice, Lan Mi has become our pride! Let's learn from him! He is the goal of our life!

Cough! The above is a sophisticated fiction, this is a reasonable fantasy for Lan Mi.

In fact, the real situation at the time was:

Lan Mi luckily fainted!

He's suffering from heat stroke!

Lan Mi was helped to the shade by the enthusiastic children's boots to replenish water, or salt water!

Lan Mi watched painfully as the women on the playground stood energetically until the end of the drill.

Lan Mi's reputation was ruined by the past of that scorching sun barbecue!

At night.

Lan Mi lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep. He really couldn't figure out how he had fallen! Why didn't those female soldiers fall? Is it really that my physical fitness is too poor?

Well, maybe it's been too much and too much pressure lately!

That's not right, what's the pressure on me?

Isn't this excuse too bad, does anyone believe it?

Lan Mi has completely insomnia!