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When Yan Zhuo went back, it was just the time to assemble.

Sure enough, no one remembered yesterday's events, and no one mentioned yesterday's events.

It's just that someone came over and asked, "Gu Yanzhuo, is your single dormitory good?" ”

Yan Zhuo thought for a while: "It's okay." ”

"I envy you! Our six-person dorm is crowded! Take a bath and go to a public bath! ”

The mention of public bathhouses immediately elicited a wail.

"That's right! I have to go out of the dormitory to go to the toilet, so annoying! ”

In the midst of the students' complaints, a man in a training uniform walked over, Yan Zhuo looked over, saw Lu Zhi's familiar face, and recognized it at a glance, this person was not the man surnamed Yan, but the real Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi's gaze fell on Yan Zhuo's body, but for a second, he moved away again, without revealing any different colors.

Who knows, what happened to him yesterday.

After living for more than 20 years, the worldview was rewashed yesterday.

Now seeing the young man who was asked him to take special care of him, Lu Zhi couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was in his heart.

He felt that his brain was now short-circuited.

This is the first time ever.

In the entire army, except for Yan Zhuo, the only ordinary person who retains the original memory is Lu Zhi alone.

Mainly, Yan Yue needs someone to take care of Yan Zhuo in the army.

Especially Yan Zhuo herself is a girl, and she must have a single dormitory.

If all Rao's memories are changed, Yan Zhuo will be reassigned to the dormitory.

Put Lu Zhi back, just to make it convenient for Yan Zhuo.

At the same time, Yanyue promised that if he encountered difficulties in the future, he could ask him for help, only once.

An ordinary person can get the promise of His Royal Highness the Demon Clan, and I don't know if it is the luck of several lifetimes.

You know, this promise is equivalent to one more life.

This time, military training began as usual, and every Rao life was a three-point line, a dormitory-canteen-training ground.

is the only one who goes to the top of the mountain to practice swordsmanship in his free time.

Lu Zhi saw Yan Zhuo acting alone, without saying a word, as if he didn't see it at all.

Once, when Yan Zhuo came down from the mountain, he met an unexpected person on the periphery of the army.

The man sat on the ground, his head hung down, and his mouth was full of words, and the words were clear, and they were all cursing.

"What are you doing here?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Mo Wei'an was startled, and jumped up from the ground suddenly: "! Who?! Walk silently! ”

As a result, as soon as I turned around, I saw a teenager in a training uniform.

Moreover, it is still someone he knows.

The young man is thin, the training uniform is a little big, the hem of the shirt is tucked into the waistband of his trousers, a hat is buttoned on the top of his head, he wears it in a regular manner, without the slightest skew, a white face under the brim of the hat, not a drop of sweat, and the military training has not been tanned at all, and it is still as good as before.

It's much worse than Mo Wei'an now, a week ago he was still a white and clean, narcissistic narcissist to the point of explosion, but now it's good, his face is full of mud marks, the training clothes he wears are not much better, his skin has been tanned a lot, and his hair is also muddy, how embarrassed and embarrassed he is.

"Are you rolling in the mud?"

Mo Wei'an looked at Yan Zhuo, and then at himself, the difference was not too big.

"Why don't you climb the mud pit?!" Mo Wei'an was almost angry, the new instructor was simply a psychopath, and all the training arranged would make people dirty and make them climb mud pits.

It's just mental torture, okay?!

Yan Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Why are we going?" ”

"Training!"

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^