Chapter 3: Devil's Military Training

"Okay, everyone has known each other, the rest of the time will be handed out military training clothes, and when the self-study bell rings, you will go back to the dormitory." After the head teacher finished speaking, he went out with his notebook.

As soon as he left, the classroom instantly became a swarm, "Mom, it's going to be military training tomorrow, it's terrifying, have you prepared sunscreen?" "I like to be annoyed that I forgot this stubble, the school does not organize military training when I am young, but the head teacher has taken them for two days of military training, and the military training in this weather does not wear sunscreen, and it will definitely tan. Although it is already autumn, the ultraviolet rays in Yun Province are too strong for the skin to withstand the toss.

"I don't even know what kind of sunscreen I need for military training!" Lin Ying shrugged, indicating that she didn't have either. "Neither do I!"

"Then it depends on which one is stronger, you or the sun!"

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With the crisp wake-up bell, the dormitory got up in an orderly manner, washed up, and put on camouflage uniforms.

There are two other girls in the dormitory, one is a junior high school classmate Yu Qing who likes it, but she doesn't usually interact much, and she is in the same class 197 with another girl who doesn't know what to call it.

When I went out, I saw that Cheng gradually held the book, as if he wasn't going to the playground, and liked to ask strangely, "Aren't you going to military training?" ”

"I'm not going."

"Why?" Does the school give special treatment? Online classes don't need military training?

"Our class doesn't train in the military." Cheng gradually shook his head.

"Huh?" Is it really differentiated?

I like it and want to ask, but Cheng gradually looked at her watch and reminded her: "If you don't go, it's too late." ”

"Oh, okay."

On the playground, it was densely packed with students wearing camouflage uniforms, standing in line, and the military training officially began after the principal and chief instructor finished speaking.

The instructor was a man who didn't know where, and every time I heard him shout a password, the whole class couldn't help but want to laugh.

"One-two-one, one-two-one, walk in unison...... Walking ...... step"

"Take a break...... Attention! ”

"You're on the right track! Not at all! How many times have I said it! First pig (out) left foot! Then the pig (out) right foot ......" "hahahaha......" The class burst into laughter.

"Laughing at what? Don't laugh! Look at me, walk like this...... First the pig's left foot, then the pig's right foot......" The instructor reprimanded with a straight face.

A girl boldly said, "Instructor, we don't have pig's feet!" ”

"Hahaha......"

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The consequence of the unscrupulous was that the military posture that had been half an hour was extended to forty minutes.

When the students felt shaky, they were finally able to have lunch.

The school has two canteens, the middle is a supermarket, I like to be with Lin Ying, Zhong Xiaoman and the three of them saw that there were many people in the second canteen, so they chose a canteen to eat, and they were tired from military training, who would go to the second canteen to squeeze?

Later, I realized that the dishes in the second canteen were much better than those in the first canteen!

She looked at the pots of all kinds of vegetables, and her saliva was about to flow out, "Oh my God! The high school meals were so delicious, how were your junior high school meals? Let me tell you, the dishes in our junior high school are one meat, one vegetable and one soup, and it is terrible to be able to pick out two slices of meat in a spoonful of meat dishes. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, so are we, we don't seem to wash the vegetarian dishes in our school, and I've eaten bugs several times." Zhong Xiaoman seemed to have found a soulmate, and he agreed very much.

"The soup in our school is just a pot of boiling water." Lin Ying also seemed to be deeply touched.

"You dislike junior high school meals so much, have you forgotten that junior high school subsidizes food expenses, and the cost of a meal in high school is 5.5 times that of junior high school?" Suddenly, Cheng gradually sat down next to the three of them with his rice bowl and said.