It's been a month since school started.

On the football field, the instructor looked at the recruits who were squirming and pinching the eggs of the recruits a month ago, and now they were all standing with their backs straight, lined up in a neat line, and their faces showed satisfied smiles.

The school leaders and the head of the unit slowly walked towards the freshmen who had been training for a month.

"Comrades have worked hard!" As they passed each platoon, the chiefs waved their hands and shouted such a phrase in a loud voice.

"Salute!"

Someone in the team roared loudly, and all the students raised their right hands on their eyebrows, standing tall.

"Serve the people." The classmates shouted hoarsely, and even used the strength to feed.

After the leaders and leaders expressed their condolences, the drill officially began.

Under the orders of the instructor, the students skillfully broke their steps, constantly adjusted the formation of the team, and sometimes turned to the left, right or backward, and walked handsomely past the parade platform with positive steps.

Many brothers and sisters who came to watch in order to regain their sense of balance saw this neat action, and they did not hesitate to send warm applause and cheers.

When all the freshmen finished the exercise, according to international practice, the school leaders first spoke, and then the chief instructor announced the ranking and awarding of the exercise, and the month-long military training officially came to an end.

In dormitory 316, Building 2, the boys' dormitory, Wang Chen, who didn't want to be immersed in the sorrow of parting, returned to the dormitory in advance, standing on the balcony and looking at the sun close to noon, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Huh? Wang Chen, you're back too. The panting big man Xie Xiaoming rubbed his shoes away in three or two clicks and threw himself directly on the bed.

"Well, so as not to be sad." Wang Chen responded.

"Sentimental yarn. You don't know how excited I am. Grandma's! This month, I feel like I've lost more than ten pounds. It's a loss, it's a big loss. Xie Jiaming, who was lying on the bed, kept complaining.

Wang Chen glanced at Xie Jiaming lightly, Nima's! The whole body is full of muscles, where can you still lose weight?

"By the way, what about Zhou Quan?" Wang Chen suddenly thought.

"Oh! Fainted again. Xie Jiaming, who was shaking his mobile phone, said casually.

Wang Chen patted his head, he was really speechless! After a month of military training, this kid fainted after three days. it! Ever since he had eaten the food cooked by that kid and the food in the cafeteria, he had never wanted to eat in the school cafeteria again.

It's not about the food in the school cafeteria. It's really that the dishes cooked by Zhou Quan are so delicious, he is worthy of being the chef's son.

The fat man's gaze fell from the mobile phone screen to Wang Chen: "At this time, although you are looking up at the sky outside the balcony at forty-five degrees and pretending to be sad, the expression on your face has betrayed you, and it is obviously an excited expression when you see a girl passing by on the tree-lined path behind the building, which shows that IQ is not a problem at all." ”

"Rub!" Wang Chen smashed the camouflage cap in his hand at the fat man, but was slapped away by Xie Jiaming's big palm to put it mildly.

"By the way, are you really going on stage at tonight's freshman party? You really didn't lie to me? You know, no matter how you think about that reason, you don't think it's reliable. The big man moved a stool, sat down next to Wang Chen, and looked him up and down.

"It's obvious that it smells like a sling. The beauty counselor really said that you are the most handsome and temperamental among the freshmen this year? Xiao Ming began to doubt the counselor's vision.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Chen was helpless.

The bonfire of the military training that day. He borrowed a classmate's guitar and sang to himself, who knew that guy suddenly ran out and became his counselor inexplicably!

After the song, the woman with big breasts pretended to walk up to her, slapped him on the shoulder and said: "Sure enough, it is the most handsome and temperamental among the freshmen of our major this year, and the performance program selected by our major this year will be handed over to you!" ”

Before he could refuse, the guy left happily.

"Nima! There are also five freshmen in our major this year, who can say that they are the most handsome and temperamental, except for me, who else can? Wang Chen directly sprayed Xiao Ming's face.

Just then, his phone rang suddenly. Looking at the caller number, Wang Chen immediately connected, and without waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to say anything, he asked directly: "Yang Xiaole!" Are you finally willing to talk to me on the phone? You said! What's going on with that Bird Freshman Show? Do you owe a beating? ”

On the other end of the phone, Yang Xiaole, who heard this kid's roar, laughed so much that his stomach hurt, but he still said seriously: "Sao Nian, I'm your counselor!" Do you call your counselor by her first name? Call me Teacher! Teacher, you know? That's a holy profession! ”

"That's right! Old Wet! What's going on with you? ”

"What's going on?"

"The counselor's business."

As soon as he said this, Yang Xiaole remembered that when he was in Lishui, he sent several of them on the plane, and then returned to the secret base, and heard the organization's arrangement. So, I somehow became a teacher.

"Oh, I quit my job and came to school as a teacher." Yang Xiaole casually made up a reason. If you don't make it up, don't you tell him that I'm back to spy on you and Mengmeng?

She did come back to spy on Wang Chen and Mengmeng, you know, the power of the holy bee, the country is still afraid!

After many in-depth exchanges and getting along, Wang Chen obviously heard the moisture of her words, but when he thought of her original identity, he didn't bother to debunk it.

"What about my performance on stage? How do you calculate it? "Wang Chen went straight to the point!

"Oh! I'm here to inform you about this matter, and your performance will be in the evening, so remember to participate then! Ha ha! After that, without waiting for Wang Chen to say anything, he hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy sound coming from the phone, Wang Chen was furious!

Your sister! Do you want to be so tricky? Even if the performance is enough, why don't you let the rehearsal go? How can I perform like this!

The big man listened to the phone and asked curiously, "Just now, was it the counselor who called?" ”

"Hmmm! That stinky bitch! ”

This title, Xie Xiaoming was directly stunned! Nima! This is absolutely treacherous!

Tuk Tuk ......

"Sorry to interrupt me, may I ask Wang Chen, a student majoring in media creativity, who lives here?" Just then, a conversation was heard outside the hallway.

Xiao Ming brushed the claw machine and said, "Someone is looking for you outside, why don't you go and see it?" ”

Which turtle grandson came to Uncle Ben at this time? With a fire in his belly, he walked to the door and looked at it curiously.

It's just that as soon as he stood in the corridor, he heard such a shout,

"Yes, that's him!"

"That's him! The person who caused the boss to be stung by a bee that day is this guy! ”

Wang Chen walked in the corridor and saw a lot of people gathered there, and then pointed at himself, his face was hideous, and his expression was very unfriendly!

I'll go! What's going on?

Seeing a large group of people killing him, Wang Chen didn't think about it, he just ran away! (To be continued......)