Chapter 6 Military Training Little Cutie (Medium)
The military training time came much faster than Zhao Ling'er imagined
Usually slept until eight or nine o'clock before lazily getting up from the bed, Zhao Ling'er woke up very early this morning, and sat on the bed before half past five, sitting on the bed as if she was in danger.
Yi'an was on her top bunk, and when she got out of bed, she was startled to see such a scene.
"Ling'er, what's wrong with you" asked softly, afraid of waking up the other roommates.
Originally, Yi'an was used to getting up early, but today is the first day of military training, thinking that he would be the first to wash, but he didn't expect Ling'er to dress up and sit on the bed in a daze.
Usually she is not like this, she will never wake up until eight o'clock. Even if class starts at half-past eight, she will stay up until eight, then wash and get dressed at a wind-like pace, then walk to the classroom and step in.
What's going on today?
"I,,I'm facing military training for the first time in eighteen years," the grin was gone, replaced by visceral tension and fear.
Zhao Linger has hated sports, sports, everything related to it since she was a child. Physical fitness is one of the reasons, and I really don't like it. She would rather eat her least favorite durian, do the most difficult set of physics test papers, memorize 100 English words in an hour, and get up early and go to bed early without playing with her mobile phoneγγγγγ I don't want military training!
These are things she doesn't like, but they don't matter in front of sports.
"Are you nervous?" Yi An looked at her changing expression, guessed what she wanted to say, looked at Ling'er and nodded, and sighed in her heart, how could anyone be so afraid of sports and military training? It's incredible.
Although he didn't understand it in his heart, Yi'an still said, "Don't be afraid, I'm with you, many people are with you, don't be afraid." β
She didn't know how to comfort her, maybe Ling'er's thoughts about exercise were like her own thoughts about English. Others can't understand it, but she just can't learn it well, she just can't memorize it, and Ling'er, others don't understand, she is just scared, she just doesn't want to go.
Yi'an came back from washing, and saw that Ling'er was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, and stepped forward to take her hand, "Gather in the playground at six o'clock and fifteen, today is the first day, no military training, don't be afraid, let's just meet the instructor." β
"Really, is it just meeting the instructor?" Ling'er looked up miserably, but the usual female man was gone.
"Uh-huh"
"Zhao Yixin, look at you, isn't that the ,,,, you told me, what's the name" Yue Xing was wearing a military training uniform, his right hand wrapped around Zhao Yixin's shoulder, and his eyes signaled to the left front, "What is it called?" β
Zhao Yixin gave him a roll of the eyes, "Shut up, be careful to sell you as a dumb person and eat it for ice cream." The eyes unconsciously looked in that direction, she was wearing a military training uniform like herself today, she hadn't seen her for a few days, and her face was a lot ruddy.
On the day I first saw her, my face was a little pale, and I looked malnourished, short in height, and so thin, like a schoolboy. The big eyes are set on the face, like the icing on the cake, black and shiny, very clean.
He loved her eyes. Very clean.
Yi'an stood in the position of the group, Ling'er was behind her, always feeling like someone behind her was watching her, pretending to inadvertently turn around and talk to Ling'er, and took the opportunity to look at the feeling, as if she noticed a figure, a little familiar.
Looking back and thinking about who it was, it was a familiar feeling.
"Rissho!!"
This command was shouted so frightened that An was trembling, my obedient, without warning
looked back at Ling'er, gave her a reassuring look, and patted her little jade hand.
Looking ahead, a large number of instructors came from the right, and they stopped in front of the different classes.
In fact, it doesn't matter if the instructor looks good or not, but all the people are looking forward to it, the front one is secretly watching, the back one is tiptoeing, the outside is staring, and the inside is tilting their heads, so it's not lively.
The instructor who stopped in front of his class, and before he could see anything, he heard the exclamations of many female students in front of him.
Yi'an was a little puzzled, tilted his head to look at the instructor blocked by his classmates in front of him, I'll go! Amazing. Handsome is dead. His eyes looked away from him for a few seconds. Heaven and man belong to others. Just take a look. Ann smiled bitterly.
Ling'er's mentality has recovered again, "Yi'an Yi'an, have you seen it, our instructor is so handsome!" Ling'er smiled happily, and there was no trace of haze on her face.
"What about your fears? What about your concerns? β
Ling'er smiled, and the was exposed.
"Look at our instructor's face. . . ." It's been more than an hour since she returned to the dormitory, and Ling'er still pulled Yi'an with a straight smile and didn't let go, "Handsome is dead." β
"What," Ian really couldn't bear to hit her, "The men you've seen before don't have noses and eyes?" β
The sip of water he had just drunk suddenly squirted out, and Yi An cleverly jumped to avoid the pursuit, "You are confused, aren't you" Looking at Ling'er's complaining eyes, I couldn't bear it, "It's really handsome, uh-huh, you have such a good eye, Ling'er." β
"Hypocritical woman!"
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"Look at his eyebrows, how hard! Look at his nose, how upright! Look at his face, how perfect! Look at his eyes, how fierce! Look at his lips, I want to be kissed! Mu Ma "Yi An looked at the phone in her hand being blackened by the kiss, with a black line, and the more she said it was in the end, the more excessive.
"Stop, stop, calm down, can you be reserved, can you!"