When you really get used to the training, the training should be over, and the training of the military reserve is over a week before the start of school.

Everyone reluctantly said goodbye to the gentle doctor.

Except for Fang Dong and Calant, everyone else went to the fifth-grade school district.

Fang Dong and Calante rode alone to the third-grade school district.

"Ten Divisions, No. 213, Building 5, Dormitory Building." Fang Dong looked at the accommodation information from the terminal.

"I'm not in the same building as you, I'm six," Calante frowned.

"Ah, what then." Fang Dong sighed.

"It's okay, it's close anyway, you can come and play," Calante said

"Forget it, you don't really want to run out in your pajamas, you can come and play with me."

The flight had already arrived at the 10th Division, and the luggage had been delivered to their respective rooms, so both of them were relaxed and ready to walk to the dormitory.

On the way, he ran into Harris, the boxing genius Harris.

"Hi, Harris" Fang Dong greeted him very warmly.

Harris reluctantly raised his hand.

"You're in the third grade so early?" Fang Dong always talks a lot to people who don't talk much.

"Yes." Harris's eyes wandered, as if he wanted to act out the plot where he wanted to go first because he had something to do now.

"Calant, that's what I told you, genius boy Harris." Fang Dong was particularly enthusiastic, "Harris, this is Callant." “

Callant and Harris shook hands awkwardly in Fang Dong's anticipation.

I haven't finished writing it yet, so I'll change it later

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