"Jingle Bell ......"

The wake-up bell echoed in the 510 dormitory.

"Who, don't let people sleep in the morning!"

Tang Yu of the third bed turned over, muttered and wrapped his head in the pillow.

"Master, master, get up, get up!"

Followed by a wake-up bell is a mobile phone ringtone.,It's supposed to be an alarm or something.,This delicate Lori sound.,A typical otaku must-have.。

"No ......"

Wang Chang of the second bed raised his palm and slapped it on the phone, and he didn't know if the fingerprint was recognized or what, the ringing really stopped.

On the contrary, Yang Mobai, who was in the same shop with him, sat up suddenly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, picked up his mobile phone from the bedside frame and glanced at it, and suddenly exclaimed.

"I'll go, it's half past six, hurry up, hurry up!"

kicked the bed pole of Wang Chang on the opposite side with his foot, and Yang Mobai hurriedly turned over and got out of bed.

"Get up, Tang Dazui, Sister Maomao, it's half past six!"

While quickly putting on his clothes, he patted Tang Yu and Mao Qianpei's bed vigorously, Yang Mobai was very qualified for this human flesh.

"Old Yang, what are you doing?"

Mao Qianpei got up from the bed, looked at Yang Mobai who was wearing shoes in a daze, and complained irritably.

"Military training will only be held tomorrow, and there is no requirement to get up early today......"

With a bang, he fell down and wrapped the quilt around his head.

"Well, is it tomorrow? How do I remember it was today! ”

Mao Qianpei's words made Yang Mobai's hand that was tying his shoelaces pause, and he hurriedly reflexively pulled out the notebook on the desktop and quickly flipped through it.

"It's really tomorrow!"

patted his forehead, Yang Mobai instantly felt weak and didn't dare to make too much movement.

It is clearly written in the notebook that on September 8th, that is, today, the things that need to be completed by the freshmen are: receiving military training uniforms at 9 o'clock in the morning, packing up the internal staff at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and meeting the instructors and military training mobilization meeting at 7 o'clock in the evening.

And September 9th, that is, tomorrow, is to gather downstairs in the dormitory at 7 o'clock in the morning, and go out for military training at 7:10 o'clock.

"Oolong, oolong, why did Lao Wang's alarm clock go off today!"

After slowly closing the notebook and putting it back on the table, Yang Mobai opened the door lightly and went out.

After all the clothes are put on and washed, I can't let him climb back into bed!

"Those three are probably going to sleep until nine o'clock to gather, I'll go have breakfast first!"

Yang Mobai, who was going down the stairs, raised his hand and looked at his watch, the hour and minute hands were presenting a perfect 150° at this time, one pointing to seven and the other to twelve.

"Are you invited to have breakfast together?"

Seeing that the time was only seven o'clock, Yang Mobai took out his mobile phone and tentatively sent a message to the comic concentration camp.

Yang Mobai, who didn't hold out much hope, was about to stuff his phone back into his pocket when he heard the penguin's signature "Didi" sound echoing in his ears.

"Someone really replied to me!"

With a look of surprise, he turned on his phone again, and saw Mo Qingqing's five big words "I don't think of my screen name" popping up on the screen.

"Come, a canteen, fried buns, waiting for you to pay!"

"Tsk, it's okay, it's all already eaten!"

Looking at the words on the mobile phone screen, the corners of Yang Mobai's mouth couldn't help but hook, and after quickly typing a few words, he put the mobile phone back into his pocket and walked out quickly.

"Okay, here we go!"

……

A canteen.

Not to mention, although it's only a quarter past seven, there are quite a few people in the cafeteria.

"Not everyone sleeps until noon!"

Looking at the door of the cafeteria, or holding a book in his hand, or carrying a bag behind him, all kinds of students passing by in a hurry made him very emotional.

"This should be what the old class said, don't waste it! Well, I'm going to work hard! ”

"Little Poplar, here!"

Just when Yang Mobai was sighing about his life, Mo Qingqing, who was not far away from the dining table, was the first to see him, and shouted while waving at Yang Mobai.

Retracting his thoughts, Yang Mobai followed the prestige, and saw that Mo Qingqing was not only on the side of the table in front of the fried buns, but there was also another girl, who was also very good-looking, and there should be one meter six who was one meter bigger, but it was not the same type as Mo Qingqing.

After taking a fixed look, Yang Mobai was sure that this girl was not her own professional, and she was not such a person when she introduced herself last night.

"Who doesn't have a friend!"

Not entangled, Yang Mobai waved his hand at Mo Qingqing, and walked over slowly.

"You've eaten it all, how can I pay for it!"

His eyes swept around the table, and Yang Mobai sat down with a smile.

"If you want to eat something, I'll buy it again!"

"Don't worry, you have a chance to perform."

Hearing this, Mo Qingqing said with a smile.

"I want to drink soy milk, Cher, are you either? Let's get a copy! That's all! ”

Seeing the girl next to her nodding, Mo Qingqing waved his hand and sent Yang Mobai to buy food.

Soon, Yang Mobai, who returned to the dining table, pushed two cups of soy milk in front of Mo Qingqing and the girl named Xue'er.

"Thank you!"

Seeing this, Xue'er said thank you shyly.

"Who is this?"

Nodding with a smile, Yang Mobai turned his head to look at Mo Qingqing.

"This is Zhou Xueer, my best friend in the first and second years of high school, and she went back to Fujian Province to take the college entrance examination in her third year of high school, and she told me last night that she was also admitted to Xianlin University as promised."

Taking a sip of soy milk, Mo Qingqing introduced Yang Mobai to him.

"This is the person in charge of our professional military training, Yang Mobai, a lewd boy!"

Mo Qingqing's words made Yang Mobai's forehead hang down a bunch of black lines.

"Hey, hey, don't follow the last sentence, I didn't speak that day, it was all said by Senior Zhu Dehua!"

In front of girls, especially in front of new acquaintances, you have to maintain your image, Yang Mobai hurriedly denied it.

"That's what you think in your heart!"

Mo Qingqing said this, Yang Mobai didn't know what to say, if Tang Yu was here, he might be able to start drag racing, but unfortunately Yang Mobai couldn't play, so he had to say mercy.

"Okay, okay, my fault, okay, my soy milk is my apology."

The bickering of the two caused Zhou Xueer to cover her mouth and chuckle.

"What major are you?"

Hearing Zhou Xue'er's laughter, Yang Mobai turned his face and asked curiously.

"Why are you inquiring about other people's majors so quickly, and saying that you are not a pervert!"

Seeing that Zhou Xue'er was about to speak, Mo Qingqing on the side stretched out his hand to cover Zhou Xue'er's mouth, and said angrily.

"Sister, you're being unreasonable, hey, I'm just curious!"

was choked by Mo Qingqing's words, and Yang Mobai's face was about to darken.

"Hmph, you're obscene anyway!"

Mo Qingqing's delicate appearance will not be cute at all in Yang Mobai's eyes, and he even has the urge to pick it up and spank his ass a few times.

"Women, there are always a few days when it's not normal!"