As long as you go back to the dormitory, there is no cave. In this atmosphere of either casual or nonsense, at a time when the blind date show has not yet filled the screen, the six boys actually seized all the time and all opportunities, and asked the name of the "designated girl" with perseverance and around the corner - the rat god mysteriously told Wen Yu that the "Big Eyes No. 3" is called Meng Meng, "Don't you think this name is quite romantic?" ”

"Sounds a little unnerving." Since ancient times, praise and criticism have been buyers, and Wen Yu felt that he was a little insincere.

The big eye No. 1 is called Jin Ting, with thin eyelids, short and straight eyelashes, and both pupils are completely exposed without covering, looking ethereal and sharp.

The big eye No. 2 is called Sun Yao, with the longest eyelashes, and it always hangs like a wicker without desire, covering most of the eyes, making people feel erratic and unapproachable.

Big Eyes No. 3 was Meng Meng, she was standing on the right side of the row in front of Wen Yu, because she was wearing a hat, he could only see her cheeks and sideburns on one side. Every time the instructor shouted to the right, the ponytail pressed under her hat would dangle restlessly, trying to fight to remove the hat, and Wen Yu also counted on her to hear the wrong command every time to look to the left and meet his eyes for a second.

During the lunch break, Wen Yu casually walked around in front of Meng Meng, took the initiative to look back at her for a second, and once again confirmed that she was a girl with big eyes. If everyone makes the most obvious impression on others when they first meet, then he thinks that there is a criminal beauty in her eyes. There are many complex elements in women's criminal beauty, such as coldness, ambiguity, poignancy, and determination, but Meng Meng's eyes don't seem to have these, but they are more and more complex than these. Of course, Wen Yu would feel that this kind of beauty was also insecure, although Meng Meng's eyes were big, he couldn't see her heart. She is like Lin Xian'er, the first beauty in martial arts, born with a kind of magic, as long as a look, she can make countless chivalrous swordsmen such as the big man miss her, like the big man said - "She's 'then' glanced at me......"

For the next few nights, the cat passed the time with poker in the dormitory. Wen Yu won a lot of coins while pondering what the winning rate of chasing Meng Meng was. Except for the designated Sun Yao's Dabai Chengtian who was tirelessly sleeping, several other people have already had more or less contact with the target, Wen Yu also observed that Meng Meng's people are not as quiet and introverted as her name, she always has an optimistic smile and finds a suitable topic to talk to people, it is easy for the boy to have a little chivalrous and tender fantasy, thinking that she is a little interesting to you, and the next moment she finds that her enthusiasm belongs to everyone. Meng Meng didn't hide when he talked to people, and his jokes were often overdone, and he was even more sure that the "maverick" came from her. Wen Yu counted, she had already spoken to half of the boys in the class, but she still didn't realize that she was paying attention to her, perhaps she didn't bother to talk to a maverick.

Wen Yu felt that she was also like the mysterious girl in Hotel California, She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends......

Wen Yu was on the military training ground, first, he didn't like to hear him screaming on the willow tree, and second, he didn't like to hear the boys shouting the word "Meng Meng" beside him in a cheap and soft voice.

"The one you designated seems to be very energetic all the time, and he doesn't feel tired from military training at all!" The big man came over and joked with Wen Yu.

"Yes, although his name is Meng Meng, he never seems to have to sleep." Wen Yu shrugged, found a big locust tree, leaned on it and lit a cigarette.

Wen Yu found that his memories of the day were limited to the smell of sweat from his neighbors and the mushy smell of the big pot of rice, and he still didn't wait for Meng Meng to look back at him, but he had already begun to get used to hearing the whistle after serving the table, just like participating in the Big Stomach King Competition, quickly sandwiching the dishes into the rice bowl, and then pulling them into his mouth like Zhu Bajie, symbolically chewing and swallowing them a few times. Keeping your stomach full sometimes comes at a cost, such as when you were knocked out of half of your molars by a shard of a tile, the size of a fingernail, spit out the tile, and swallow half of the tooth. I was worried for three or five days, and in my dream I had a broken stomach and vomited three liters of blood, or as the joke said - I had teeth on my buttocks, but fortunately, the military training was almost over, and there was no big problem in the end.

All the entertainment is intensely compressed into the hours after dinner and before the lights go out, which is the time to play cards, smoke, and brag.

In fact, at the beginning, Wen Yu thought of bringing cigarettes, but forgot to bring poker. You can't pass the time by smoking alone, and the small shops in the barracks have cigarettes, alcohol, and even family planning supplies, but there is no poker. So, on the third night of military training, several people talked about similar topics, and they could only lie on the hard bed board in the dormitory to cool off, muttering to ask the Buddha to bless and drop a pair of pokers, the sound of a fan creaking the bed, the sound of hay in the mattress, and the consistent snoring of Dabai should be with the turbulent cicadas outside the window.

The rat didn't know who he was texting to, and the light of the mobile phone inadvertently shook to the bed board above his head, and there was a row of markers suspected of being small advertisements. He touched the bed frame for a while before turning over the playing cards under the straw mat: the buddy who used to live here was really exquisite, it was simply a bug in a martial arts legend!

The rat jumped out of bed, stood barefoot on the concrete floor in the middle of the dormitory, howled, held the playing cards in his hand, stood upright on the ground, and accepted their worship calmly and generously.

"Meng Meng is a B cup, right?"

“A。”

Rat and Wen Yu fight each other, and they can always find topics that others are interested in, and then quietly draw back the old K that has been typed and come out again. Rat used the money he won to buy a bag of ice cream and went back to the dormitory, "I just met my guy at the shop and talked for a while." The rat repeatedly emphasized that he had designated "Big Eyes No. 1" Jin Ting, and was immediately criticized by the masses led by the big man with a frank face, and he was shameless, just shouting the code name, can "my one" be called casually?

Wen Yu didn't say anything, ate the spoils in two bites, and finally felt a pleasant coolness. Less than 10 minutes after eating the ice cream, I felt very stuffy again, so the game was reopened until the shop turned off the lights and closed.

"Meng Meng and Jin Ting's eyebrows and eyes are simply carved out of a mold, maybe Meng Meng and Jin Ting are relatives?" The rat seemed to have read too many martial arts novels, and was still insisting on his own opinion, and then winked at Wen Yu twice with a sympathetic look like a brother-in-law, although Wen Yu disagreed with his comment, but he immediately played a small pair with a sharp heart, and released the two remaining small Qs in the mouse's hand.

"Jin Ting will have a B cup, but it will definitely not be a C." Wen Yu used the topic of the two people to attract the attention of the others, and seized the opportunity to continue to play cards.

During the entire military training, Rat and Wen Yu have been eating free ice cream, Zhuang Xiaopang said that they ate 120 sticks, and the big man said that Wen Yu himself ate at least 200 sticks.

The military training camp is really not as good as the Jingjing campus, and the boys and girls have only one or two opportunities to say a few words face-to-face every day, and the rest of the time is inserted in the queue. Wen Yu could often see Jin Ting's big ethereal eyes, and she could also see Sun Yao's long eyelashes, but she still didn't wait for Meng Meng to look back. He had to admit an urgent reality: two days later, it would be far-fetched and appetite-threatening for them to choose six girls out of the same coal egg faces.

"I decided to personally measure who is bigger, Jin Ting or Meng Meng." The rat dodged Wen Yu's joking punch in the dormitory, but his head slammed into the ladder of the iron frame bed, and a loud "dong ......" woke up the big man who was snoring on the top bunk, and he got out of bed and shouted: "Run, earthquake!" The rest of the people sat up quietly, shaking their heads and sighing that it was good to be tall, if you really catch up with the earthquake, people can ruin your three-step run in one step.

Just because of the big man's voice "alarm", three minutes later, all six people in the dormitory stood in the corridor with a washbasin on their heads and only a pair of underwear for the night, and the instructor was convicted of "sabotaging the progress of military training". It doesn't matter if you carry the basin, but you can't figure out why you only want to wear a pair of underwear. So Wen Yu thought back to the fact that the instructor was standing at the door of the water room and bathed naked, and seemed to understand.

There is no spring in the barracks, and you need to make your own spring.

Fortunately, although some girls passed by and saw them and pointed at them, they were all girls from other classes.

Since he can't sleep or play poker, except for Dabai, who continues to stand and sleep against the wall, a few men in underwear are fighting in the corridor again, and even the champion of Risvenwen on weekdays is particularly active.

The big man and the rat were still endlessly arguing over who should chase "Big Eyes No. 1", the more speculative the more noisy they became, and they almost started to move their hands across Zhuang Xiaopang, so Wen Yu subconsciously looked at the windows in the corridor to see if there were any railings. Just after midnight, there were many lonely listeners in other dormitories, so the six of them unanimously stood upright, looked sideways, and shut up - when the situation changes to a certain extent, the contradictions of the internal class struggle will become unanimous with the outside, and they naturally do not want to let the already scarce resources be shared by outsiders.

Looking around the entire training ground during the day, Wen Yu was pleased to find that the quality of the girls in this class was definitely the first, and there was no second, which was probably a little compensation from God for this angel who fell to the north high.

"If this is in time for more than six years, I'm afraid we will all be dragged out and shot." The rat finally waited for the instructor to come over, and timidly asked how long he would have to be punished, but he was kicked, "It's cheap for you to punish the station, and it's you who shouted nonsense just now, I recognize your voice, and the young thief eyebrows and rat eyes stand up quickly!" ”

The big man on the side obediently rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at the instructor very flatteringly, pursed his lips slightly and smiled obscenely, and the other people held back their laughter until they were about to die.

"It would be nice if there were beautiful girls in our class who passed by, and they could also see my personality and figure." After the instructor left, the rat continued to mutter to pass the loneliness, Wen Yu glanced at his angular full plate of ribs, and suddenly felt sleepy for a long time.

Probably there won't be girls who like net rows so much.