The scorching sun scorched the earth.

On the playground of Huayang High School, hundreds of freshmen in camouflage uniforms were standing in ten square formations at this time, their backs straight, beads of sweat running down their faces, but they didn't dare to move.

Today is the first day of military training, and all the freshmen are in the playground for boring and painful training in standing military postures.

There are a total of ten classes in the first grade of this year, each class has a phalanx, each phalanx is equipped with an instructor, and after the five-day military training is officially over, each class will be under the leadership of the instructor of the class, and will be reviewed by the chief instructor.

After standing in the scorching sun for an hour, most of the students in the playground were already sweating and in pain, either secretly bending over, or loosening their legs and feet when the instructor was not paying attention, looking like they were strong and patient.

When Mu Qingyao's grandfather was young, he was arrogant, unwilling to follow the family's arrangement, and honestly became a scholar, once ran to the army without permission, and Ye Shaoxing, who was in very good physical condition, was still selected, and after a few years of hardship, Ye Shaoxing finally went home and honestly joined Mo.

Although Mu Qingyao has been spoiled since she was a child, but in the few years she lived in the old house as a child, even though Ye Shaoxing and his wife spoiled her very much, but it also made her used to running in the countryside, and her physical fitness was not bad, although she was not better than her peers, she would definitely not be inferior to most people.

The girl is slim, with her head held high, her long hair is tied up high on weekdays, her palm-sized face is calm and waveless, her eyes are full of perseverance, different from the delicate in the past, her resolute look, simple camouflage uniform, and high ponytail look look very heroic.

Even if she wears a simple camouflage uniform of a unified standard, it is difficult to hide the beauty of her youth.

A young man beside the chief instructor, about twenty years old, wearing a military uniform, heroic posture, accompanied by the chief instructor to patrol, his handsome and resolute face should have attracted the attention of thousands of girls, but for fear of punishment, everyone was in danger, and there was no mood for appreciation for a while.

The young man fell in love with the slim and beautiful girl in the crowd at a glance, his eyes swept over her delicate face, met her eyes like autumn water, and hurriedly followed the chief instructor away.

Who knows, this glance involves thousands of red dust......

Finally, under the whistle of the chief instructor, it was time to rest.

There are only a few extracurricular hobbies for girls, talking about gossip, men, and fashion.

In a military environment like military training, where you can get close to the military full of male hormones, the topic of girls is of course inseparable from the instructors.

"I think the instructor of Class 8 is the most handsome!"

"What's the matter, obviously the instructor in Class 7 is more manly, you see that he is tall and strong, he is so handsome that he doesn't want it!"

"Cut! I don't know what kind of nymphomaniac you're guilty of! ”

"Originally, you dare to say that they are not handsome?"

"I think the instructor of Class 5 is not bad, he is very gentle, but he is slightly white, unlike those instructors who have bronzed skin, you see, he is still chatting with female classmates!"

"Look, look, he's so handsome! He is talking to Lin Nianxin, the class flower of the fifth class, you see, Lin Nianxin's little Lori, let him block it, and the light can't be exposed. ”

"That's right, the cutest height difference, the CP sense is super strong!"

"But I still like a slightly darker complexion, cool, our class instructor is good! Teacher Lin is really good at picking, this instructor is not only handsome, but also very humorous. ”

"I think the chief instructor is also quite good, but he is a little older, probably less than forty years old, right?!"

"Cut, what do you know, old men have mature charm! Now many little Lori like uncles in their thirties and forties. ”

"Huh~ You're not a Lori."

"Have you seen that soldier brother next to the chief instructor just now, so handsome!"

Mu Qingyao sat around with them, occasionally participating in discussions, but her eyes always glanced at Tan Xiaoyu as if they were unintentional.

Then in the next moment, Mu Qingyao heard the whispers of the girls around her who were full of excitement.

"Wow! Look there!! There! The main grandstand is there! That's him! ”

"I'll ...... So handsome! Handsome is dead!! ”

"Which class is this instructor from, why haven't you seen it before?"

"Ah, he's seen it, ah! It's really handsome, so manly! ”

"I think he should be the rich kid who came to the barracks to exercise."

"Look, he looks very similar to the god Unan!"

A few girls chattered, and looked in the direction they said indifferently, and it was really similar to Tan Xiaoyu, but in comparison, Tan Shanyu was a little inferior, this man had the perseverance of a soldier, and his three-dimensional facial features contained a bit of mixed-race characteristics.

"Ahhhh It's so handsome! ”

"Talking nonsense, obviously laughing at me! My heart is full of ......."

"You're all wrong, it's in my direction~ It's really a harem beauty without color, looking back and smiling, ......"

"Phew! What a broken parable! ”

"Alright! You guys! Brother Bing is just a nymphomaniac for you, pouting disdainfully, please, girls, can you have a long brain? Don't pee and see what you have! What to daydream about! ”

Zheng Ying looked at the peerless man in military uniform on the rostrum, retracted her gaze stupidly, held the shelf, and said with a sneer on her face.

I saw her with her hands on her chest, and her expression was arrogant, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many girls.

Although Zheng Ying is sweet and has a top academic performance, she has a high shelf every day, and she occupies the recognized male god of the girls in the class, which makes many girls dissatisfied, and she is a well-deserved public enemy of girls.

In the whole class, few people were willing to have a deep friendship with her, only Charlene stammered her every day, satisfying her conceit.

"Zheng Ying, didn't I say, how about us, it's your business? You don't want to weigh how many pounds and taels you weigh, just how beautiful you are? Don't forget, the class flower of our sixth class in high school is Qingyao, not Zheng Ying! ”

"That is, what kind of cool words? I really thought that I was with Tan Xiaoyu, so what was the big deal? The god of Yu Nan doesn't like you at all! ”

"It's really shameless, I can't even look at my own man, and I still pretend to be high, shameless!"

"You, you ......" Xia Linyou was ready to scold Zheng Ying back without showing weakness, but before he could speak, he was blocked.

"What are you? How social do you really think you are? Wake up! Without Qin Yanyu, you are nothing! Be sure to capture his heart, don't be like your good friend, dumped by someone, without knowing it! ”

Xia Lin's leisurely face turned red, Zheng Ying gritted her teeth with hatred, her white jade hands clenched into fists, and her long nails went deep into the flesh......

Mu Qingyao, it's all you! Ah Yu, who caused me to be ridiculed and harmed, don't want me, I hate you, I will never give Ah Yu to you, you are delusional!

Tan Xiaoyu, you are really kind! Mu Qingyao is rich and beautiful, you will abandon me, very good, I will make you regret it!

When the girls were tense, they remembered the pleasant singing in their ears, full of youthful chic.

"Let's swing together, let's swing together, forget all the pain, swing together, what will happen tomorrow Who knows, forget the sunscreen, forget the tax bill, forget the rose gold, forget the fur dress, let's swing together, swing together, yesterday's joy becomes tomorrow's melancholy......"