Sang You rested in the infirmary for a while before returning to the team, and the instructor glanced at her: "Later, if you are not feeling well, go to rest." ”

Sang You nodded and licked his dry lips: "Thank you, instructor." ”

The No. 1 Middle School military training is famous, lasting 10 days, starting on August 20 and ending on September 1. Even if it's a long time, the content is very ghostly, and there are no duplicates. This has to be attributed to the chief instructor, after all, all orders are given by the chief instructor, Sang You remembers the military training in his previous life, the chief instructor has not yet shown up, he was scolded for being indecent, and the boys burned paper money for him in the dormitory in the middle of the night, and he was arrested by the dormitory manager, and he became famous the next day.

The boys also made a limerick poem.

Ten days of military training, half of the vacation, empty-handed, get a black skin, who will give it? Chief Instructor!

When it comes to the chief instructor, there is no student who does not hate him.

After ten days of military training, the chief instructor did not show up once, but everyone knew about it.

On the first day of military training, as soon as he came, he made a ruthless move - two hours of exposure under the scorching sun. The bold student doubled his courage before he dared to ask, "Why was it so ruthless on the first day?" Country...... The state advocates gradual progress. ”

The instructors of the squadrons said coldly: "The order given by the chief instructor, go to him if you don't obey." ”

We want to find him, but what about people? There was no shadow to be seen.

On the second day, the queue is trained, and the method of standing upright, taking a break, and stopping is transferred...... And so on, each action was repeated hundreds of times.

I vomited, I really vomited.

I cried, and I really cried.

Q: Why do you need to practice a movement hundreds of times?

Answer: The chief instructor said that.

On the third day, the whistle sounded at five o'clock in the morning, and the students were physically and mentally exhausted, sleepy like national treasures, and came to the playground with a hazy yawn.

It was not yet dawn, it was dark and dark, the lights in the playground were all turned on, and the orange lights felt desolate no matter how you looked at them.

Someone whispered, "...... What are we going to do? ”

The instructors were silent for a while, and then replied, "Chief instructor, please watch the morning sun rise." ”

“……”

Day after day, he was simply beaten by society in advance, and the name of the chief instructor was launched.

It is rumored that the chief instructor is a big man with a swarthy body, because he has no wife, he is angry, so he will take these little flowers under his knife.

Sang You sighed, her mood was inexplicably sad, she had seen the chief instructor, not only her, many people had seen it, because the chief instructor was mixed in the instructors, and he was still the most handsome one, with the twenty-eighth squadron.

Sang You secretly glanced in front of him, and the classmates of the 28th Squadron were standing neatly, especially the girls, with their waists straight. Directly in front of him stood a man in military uniform, his military hat in his hand, his sideburns slightly wet, beads of sweat sliding down the contours of his face, sliding over the raised Adam's apple, and finally into the collar. The sleeves were pulled up at his elbows, and the exposed arms were smooth and beautiful.

Very handsome and very resolute.

But he was the chief instructor.

Sang You remembered that after the end of the military training in the previous life, the closing ceremony of the military training was held, and when the school leaders invited the chief instructor to speak on stage, the students present stretched their necks and clenched their teeth, eager to cut the chief instructor with a thousand knives. Then the man with a long body and handsome facial features came to the stage, held the microphone and said 'hey', "Hello everyone, classmates." ”

A deep voice with a smile echoed over the playground.

After a short silence, the scene exploded directly, and Sang You was like being struck by lightning at that time, and what made her a little comforted was that the 28th Squadron really collapsed and cracked collectively.

"Little classmate, straighten your back and look ahead."

Sang Youmeng came back to her senses, and saw the chief instructor looking at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his voice was gentle, but Sang You's back was still agitated, and he didn't dare to look at it.

It's horrible.

On the first day, the instructor of their team was codenamed the staff, and the staff instructor said: "The boys have to stand up for the boys!" Girls have to stand up for girls' temperament! ”

After standing for another ten minutes, the staff instructor shouted to stop and said to rest for three minutes.

The team dispersed, ran to grab the kettle and poured water into her mouth, Sang You licked her dry lips and was a little dazed, the kettles of each squadron were put together, but she couldn't recognize which one was her own.

She doesn't have a very good memory, and she doesn't remember much in the three years of high school, let alone the kettle eight years ago!

She thought all of them were familiar, but she wasn't sure which one she had.

It's a bit of a crash.

Sang You sat in the shade and began to sigh, forget it, don't drink it.

After a day of military training, a day of standing, and a night of self-study, from seven to ten o'clock. After Sang You finished eating, as soon as she entered the class, she saw that more than half of her classmates had died, lying on the table, with her green hat buttoned up, sleeping soundly.

Really tired, Sang You dragged her tired steps to the toilet, there were people crying in the toilet, whimpering, as if she was calling her parents, saying that the military training was too hard, her leg was about to break, her roommates were so indifferent, the dormitory was so broken, the canteen food was so unpalatable, she was going to die......

Sang You really couldn't hold back her laughter, and as soon as a sound came out, she covered her mouth and went out.

It's not time for evening self-study, Sang You went to the Hanging Garden, it's been five years since she graduated from high school, five years is not long, it's not short, No. 1 Middle School is no different from what she remembers, but she has a little more melancholy to look back at the past.

The sky garden is surrounded by the teaching building on both sides, one side is by the corridor, and the other is a tree wall, the tall phoenix tree is upright, and the leaves are swaying with the evening breeze.

At the end of August, the days were quite long, the sky was not yet dark, she was facing the west, and the afterglow of the sunset was mostly covered by the residential buildings outside the school.

Back in high school, does she have to go through the rules step by step and follow the rules again?

She didn't want to.

But what was she going to do?

Where are the shortcuts?

With a 'click' sound, Sang You was startled for a moment, and quickly turned sideways to look at the source of the sound.

In the dim corner stood a tall boy, his head bowed, his hair covering his eyebrows, he looked a little depressed, his slender fingers held a cigarette, unlit.

Sang You took two steps back, and after recognizing who it was, he quickly raised his eyes to look at the office building, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he didn't see the teacher, "You, why are you smoking here?" ”

Smoking in the sky garden, isn't this a crime against the wind? If there is a teacher in the office building who takes a peek at it, it is basically over.

Zhou Yan: "It didn't ignite." ”

He didn't plan to smoke, just played with it in his hand, and after standing here for a while, he saw a little girl in a green camouflage uniform coming over, lying on the railing and began to sigh, sighing several times, more worried than him, a senior student.

Sang You looked at him in surprise, and only said for a long time, "You still smoke?" ”

He does, but he doesn't smoke much, and he doesn't like it very much.

"Hmm." Zhou Yan responded.

Sang You opened his mouth, and finally said dryly, "It's good." ”

After a pause, as if he didn't think it was convincing, he added, "Cool. ”

Zhou Yan: "......"

He put away his cigarette and changed the subject: "Sigh what?" ”

Sang You didn't expect him to take the initiative to ask, she was a little flattered for a while, and after a while, she frowned, and seemed to be really entangled: "I'm thinking, should I skip a grade to the third year of high school." ”

Zhou Yan: "? ”

This answer was really unexpected.

A little girl who has just entered high school, there are only a few reasons for sighing, the environment is unfamiliar, homesick and misses her mother, there are too many nine subjects to learn to collapse, and military training is too hard to bear. Every year at the beginning of the school year, he will see girls crying in all corners of the school, and he will cry after crying this year and the next class.

The new man cries and the old man laughs.

He had never heard of anyone who wanted to skip a grade to the third year of high school as soon as the first year of high school began.

Zhou Yan asked, "Seriously?" ”

Sang You pursed her lips: "I'm thinking about it seriously." ”

"Why do you want to skip a grade?"

Sang You was silent for a long time, then stared at his blue and white school uniform and whispered, "Because the school uniform of the third year of high school is very good-looking." ”

Zhou Yan: "......"

Sang You has thought high school students are cool since she was a child, and in her heart, this has almost become synonymous with beauty, and every time she looks at the youthful senior who is wearing a red, blue and white school uniform and riding a bicycle, she can't help but envy.

But God didn't let her get her wish, her school uniform for three years in junior high school was pure black, just when she thought she could finally wear it in high school, it happened to meet the education reform, the school uniform became light gray, and she missed the red, blue and white school uniform again.

Zhou Yan: They were the last to wear this kind of school uniform.

Zhou Yan pulled the corners of his mouth and chuckled, as if he felt ridiculous: "The idea is good." ”

Sang You didn't know if he was really praising her or mocking her, so he just smiled and didn't speak.

She does have the idea of skipping a grade, but that's not really the reason, she's just ...... I want to be closer to him, a little closer. Just a few words to him, she was already so nervous that cold sweat broke out on her back, and her heart beat rapidly, like someone with a small hammer beating, not light or heavy, but difficult to ignore.

In her last life, she had a crush for eight years, and she couldn't afford to say as much as she said today.

What is too much to like? I just like it so much that I don't dare to approach, and I am afraid that my words and deeds will be reckless and my behavior will be offended.

Sang You has made many vows:

——When you see Zhou Yan, you must say hello.

- Write a love letter and sneak it into his drawer.

- Be sure to have Zhou Yan's contact information.

——……

There were too many, and in the end she didn't finish any of them, and if she swore that she would really be struck by five thunderbolts, she would have been hacked hundreds of times.

Sang You didn't dare to move forward, she buried her love deep in her heart, she told herself: Zhou Yan is in his third year of high school, and he has to take the college entrance examination, so she can't disturb him.

Later, Zhou Yan went to college, and she never had a chance.

The last time I heard news from Zhou Yan was before graduating from her senior year, the high school group that had not been active for a long time came back to life, and all kinds of news flew up, she looked at it casually for a while, and as a result, she caught a familiar name.

The group said that the previous senior who was shocked was dead.

Which senior?

It's the eternal number one on the science dragon and tiger list, what's it called...... It seems to be Zhou Yan......

Why did you die?

It seems to be a suicide, and it seems to be a car accident, and I don't know much about it.

……

Sang You was so uncomfortable with stomach cramps at that time, she couldn't stand up straight for a long time, she hurriedly went to the mobile phone, flipped through the friend list of social software one after another, the mobile phone screen was splashed with tears, she couldn't see clearly, she only knew that she was almost out of breath, and the whimpering sounds were all choked at the bottom of her throat.

I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find anything.

The college roommate was startled by Sang You, squatted next to her to tell her not to cry, and asked her what she was looking for.

Sang You cried so much that she couldn't make a sound, and after a long time, she said, contact information, Zhou Yan's contact information.

My roommate said, I'll help you find it.

Sang You collapsed and hugged his head, what he couldn't find, he couldn't find at all.

She didn't have Zhou Yan's contact information, never.