Yun Ting looked thoughtfully at the several backpacks pressed on Lin Mumu's shoulders, and suddenly shouted at the top of his voice:

"Yan Da boy, what are you doing? Is there any manly spirit that I don't know how to help girls backpack? Do you want to marry a daughter-in-law in the future? ”

Yun Ting said it half-jokingly, but it worked well, and the young people liked this feeling of non-coercion, but elevated glory.

After the boy took the initiative to help the girl's backpack, An Xiaoqin, Chen Fangya and Liu Yuanyuan's bags were all taken by the boy from Yanda.

When someone was about to help Lin Mumu with his backpack, he found that the chief who spoke just now had stopped beside Lin Mumu and stretched out his hand to her: "Take it." ”

Lin Mumu smiled sweetly, revealing two small tiger teeth, and naturally put the backpack in Major General Yun's hand.

The Major General took it meticulously, carried it on his back, and did not forget to tell Lin Mumu in the dark:

"Classmate Lin, you are not in good health, you have fainted before, this time you have to do what you can, and if you can't support it, you can report to me at any time."

"Yes, sir." Lin Mumu playfully stood upright and gave him a standard military salute.

Yun Ting nodded, suppressing the little throbbing in his heart. He really found fault for himself, but he still enjoyed it.

Lin Mumu can't help him, I just told him last night that she is in good physical condition and will not have an accident, even if she wants Yan Da Girl to lie down half of her tiredness, she Lin Mumu will not fall.

However, in Yun Ting's heart, Lin Mumu is a delicate girl who needs to be protected at all times.

Lin Mumu and Yun Ruoshan had accidents one after another, and both Yan University and Huada attached great importance to the safety of students.

Professor Lin watched the interaction between Lin Mumu and Yun Ting from a distance, nodded with satisfaction, and didn't say anything, still looking like an old god stick, he was also followed by a little god stick of Lin Tianlang, how to look at it, the master and apprentice were also a wonder.

All the way to the shooting range, as Lin Mumu said, many female students from Yenching University and Huaxia University are almost tired of becoming dogs, eager to lie on the ground and not move, Lin Mumu is still alive.

However, with the stimulation of being able to hold real guns, the students of Yan University still regained their spirits one by one and were full of expectations, especially the boys.

"I'll tell you a good news, we will shoot targets today, and we will live on the mountain at night to have a bonfire, and tomorrow we will have another competition, and you can go down the mountain."

It has long been said that there will be various competitions in the military training process of Yanda and Huada, and target shooting is also one of them.

The target is ten bullets per person, and the score is calculated according to the ring, with a maximum of 100 points, of course, these fledgling students, can hold the gun and shoot 50 points is very good.

In order to prevent students from shooting indiscriminately and wasting bullets, it is necessary to implement a rotation system, that is, after firing five rounds of ammunition in the early stage, you will be left to hang aside and watch others play, and then wait for the calm down, and then line up again to shoot the other five rounds.

Lin Mumu is a real snack that never leaves his mouth, and after five shots, he will hold a bag of potato chips and wait in the team, so he will not feel bored.

"Lin Mumu, where did you get the snacks?" Chen Fangya protested against the foodie.

Lin Mumu's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, but he didn't tell her.

"Someone must have secretly helped her bring it! I didn't expect Major General Bingshan Yun to be so gentle, it was really a beep. An Xiaoqin looked incredulous:

"You don't know, when we were young, we played in the compound, and I saw Yun Ruoshan go to Yun Ting, and he threw it out like a sack.

At that time, we were young and didn't know what to be handsome or not, whether we liked it or not, so we felt that Yunting was particularly terrible, and if a girl didn't sleep well at night, her parents would say: If you make trouble again, I will send you to Yunting's room to be his daughter-in-law.

Ironclad is better than the little flower cat! ”