Mid single, I am blue, don't bark

Recalling carefully, Yan Ming has never confessed to anyone since he was a child.

The previous love, but after the girl expressed her affection for him, they got together smoothly.On weekdays, he would say some kind words to coax him, but those words were too much to talk about, and he didn't need to spend a little thought, and it was over after a bit of coaxing.

At this time, the confession to Lu Ziju is full of heartfelt words, so simple that it can only be described as "I like it, I like it very much".

Because I really like it.

When he was in high school, his composition was not very good, and he couldn't use any more high-end and grand words to express his love.

If Lu Ziju dared to dislike him, Yan Ming planned to forcefully kiss him.

Of course, I just thought about it in my heart. If Yan Ming really did this, he might be beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Lu Ziju's silence of cutting an epee with a light sword, and then slowed down by cutting a light sword with an epee, and finally kicked out of this box .

Yan Ming could see that Lu Ziju's expression was shaken and tangled.

Try it, Yan Ming shouted in his heart.

"I..." Lu Ziju opened his mouth with difficulty, "I'd better think about it."

Lu Ziju was very moved, but he and his egg.

Yan Ming's face was instantly filled with disappointment.

Lu Ziju couldn't bear to look directly at him: "Get up and talk first."

Yan Ming pouted: "I don't want it."

Lu Ziju: "You don't mind having sore feet."

Yan Ming: "..."

When Yan Ming stood up, his feet felt sore and numb, as if he had Parkinson's.

Lu Ziju helped his forehead: "I really have to think again, if I just want to perfunctory you, promise you, and I'm unwilling, do you think it's interesting?"

Yan Ming: "Then can you kiss me?"

Lu Ziju turned pale with shock: "What?!"

Yan Ming: "Kiss me."

Lu Ziju: "No more."

Yan Ming sighed and muttered, "Do you know what your behavior is called?"

"what?"

Yan Ming pointed at him: "You are proud of being favored, fortunately you are Lu Ziju, otherwise I would have thrown the table and left."

Lu Ziju: "That's really thank you for being kind to me."

Yan Ming paused, and asked, "God J, how long are you going to think about it?"

"I don't know." Lu Ziju spoke the truth, accepting a man and being with him would be like a fantasy to him a month ago, "If you don't want to wait—"

Yan Ming immediately said: "I am willing."

The remaining half of Lu Ziju's words were blocked in his mouth and he swallowed.

Yan Ming: "Give me an expectation. If I don't have this expectation, I will be very sad."

Yan Ming's call was like explaining a lifelong event, which put a lot of pressure on Lu Ziju, as if if he wasn't with Yan Ming, Yan Ming would cry, make trouble and hang himself.

But Lu Ziju really cared about Yan Ming's feelings, and he didn't speak too harshly, unlike in the past, this was a symbolic change.

Today, after the conversation with Chuan Chuan Xiang, the relationship between the two strangers has obviously eased. Compared with before, Yan Ming's offensive of chasing people has increased, and even the number of times he went to the 205 dormitory on weekdays has increased. few.

Li Mingzhi noticed something was wrong. When Yan Ming came to look for Lu Ziju that day, he wore a black scarf.

This black scarf looked familiar, Li Mingzhi always felt that he had seen it before, and slapped his head, yes, the one that Lu Ziju said was woven for his grandma!

So, why is this scarf around Yan Ming's neck?

Li Zhiming is the one who is outspoken, and asked directly: "Yan Ming, is that scarf around your neck the one that Brother Ju wove?"

In the dormitory, there was a sudden silence.

Lu Ziju's face was unsightly pale.

Chen Rui expressed his surprise with an "ah".

Li Mingzhi continued: "Brother Ju, didn't you say you gave it to your grandma?"

Lu Ziju's pale face seemed to turn livid.

Yan Ming came out to save the situation: "No, I bought this myself."

"Really?" Li Mingzhi asked, "I look like Brother Ju in weaving."

Yan Ming laughed awkwardly: "The style is about the same."

Li Mingzhi: "Oh."

Although Yan Ming explained it again, the atmosphere in the dormitory was still weird.

City C is just a few degrees away from the tropics. The name of the stove is not something you just talk about. Even in September, if you stand in the sun for a few minutes, the eggs will be cooked for you. Therefore, humanize the C University and change the military training time from the university to the university. As soon as the school started, it was moved to December, and the winter military training that was tortured by the cold was carried out.

The earliest class on weekdays is only at 08:30. According to the filthiness of the boys’ dormitory, they can sleep until 07 o’clock. After that, Feng Juanyun can wash and dress, and he can easily carry breakfast and step on the class bell to enter the classroom.As for the military training, everyone must go to the playground at 30:[-], and the instructors count the number of people one by one, and the playground is still far away in the fourth district.

In this season of hesitating to wake up for 15 minutes, waking up early can be called torture.

Military training uniforms were distributed uniformly in the school, army green oversized trousers, the material of which felt cheap and rough to the touch, and did not keep warm at all.

Zheng Zhe wore thermal pajamas and two sweaters, and finally put on a military training suit, and looked at the left and right in front of the mirror. He felt really ugly, not only fat but also short.

When he turned his head and saw Yan Ming who had just put on his clothes, he immediately suffered a hundred thousand points of psychological damage.

There are still differences between people.

With the same ugly clothes, Yan Ming can wear them with a straight and handsome look like a dog, but he can only wear them with a bloated look.

I'm so angry.

Yan Ming tied up his belt again, put on his hat, and walked out the door gracefully.

The sky was still not completely bright, gray, and the cafeteria was full of forgiveness, people were huddling to buy breakfast, Yan Ming got up early on purpose, bought his and Lu Ziju's breakfast first, and waited for Lu Ziju downstairs in the cafeteria .

In the morning mist, little brother Lu Ziju, with legs down to the neck, appeared in front of his fan Yan Ming wearing a military training uniform. He was still adjusting his belt while walking.

Lu Ziju didn't sleep well last night, and today he is not in good condition, and his face is a little pale.

When he saw Yan Ming who was waiting for him under the cafeteria, he really wanted to take a detour.

Yan Ming's thick-skinned level is comparable to the ancient city walls, and he has practiced so well that Lu Ziju admires him endlessly, but at the same time, he has nowhere to escape.

In fact, Yan Ming was almost like this before. At that time, his nerves were rougher, and it was not so difficult to accept it as a friendship between friends.Now knowing that Yan Ming's mind is full of love for him, everything becomes so hard to look at directly.

Yan Ming delivered the breakfast to him and smiled: "Morning."

Lu Ziju: "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he used his mobile phone to transfer the breakfast money to Yan Ming's Alipay.

Yan Ming knew that Lu Ziju was still using his every move to divide the Chuhe-Han boundary with him, it was okay, he endured it, and he could always catch up to Lu Ziju.

A large group of animals, riding bicycles or walking, like some kind of large-scale animal migration, trek from the second district to the playground in the fourth district, starting a five-day military training life.

Classes [-], [-], and [-] of Architecture were put together in a phalanx. The instructor was estimated to be about the same age as them. He was a young man with a young face, but his expression was very cold.

First, they scolded them for their irregular dress, and then criticized the girls for their untidy hair. Finally, they asked everyone to reach out and ask the girls who put on nail polish to remove it when they went home at noon.

The training tasks on the first day will not be too heavy, just some boring training such as standing at attention, taking a break, turning left and turning right, but these seemingly boring and simple mentally retarded things, some people make mistakes again and again, causing the instructor to reprimand them over and over again.

Turning left and right, someone making a wrong turn, and suddenly staring at the people next to him, who has experienced this kind of embarrassment who knows.

It was freezing cold, and it happened that the place where they were training was a little bit out of the way, and the sun just couldn't shine.In summer military training, everyone hides from the sun, and in winter military training, everyone wishes to live under the sun to keep warm.

After training for an hour in the afternoon, the instructor asked everyone to rest. During the rest, he taught everyone to sing. He slapped his legs and shouted at the instructor of the next class: "We are looking for your class to sing!"

The instructor of the class next door looked confused: "I haven't taught lage yet!"

Instructor: "Then what does it matter to me?"

Instructor of the next class: "..."

The instructor began to stir up emotions: "One, two, three, four, five!"

Everyone shouted: "We waited so hard!"

"one two three four five six seven!"

"We waited so anxiously!"

"One or two!"

"Quick!"

The exhaustion during the military training was blown away in the laughter between one or two songs.

Yan Ming has become more and more healthy recently. When he came to the military training, he did not forget to bring a thermos bottle in his hand. When everyone's mouth was dry, he poured out a cup of hot water to moisten his throat and quench his thirst.

"Give me a drink! Yan Ming!" A pair of sinful hands stretched out towards Yan Ming, but he didn't pay attention to who it was, and the water glass was taken away.

"I'm dying of thirst, I'll take a sip too!" someone shouted from the side.

Yan Ming's water glass was passed around ten times, and it was raped. All the men present took a sip—maybe some women wanted to taste it when they saw it was Yan Ming's water glass, and when they returned to Yan Ming's hands, a large bottle of water There is only less than half a bottle left.

Yan Ming: "..."

His water glass did something wrong.

His original intention of bringing the water cup was to quench his thirst and lend it to Lu Ziju to drink.

The seniors from the student union suddenly appeared like fairies descending to earth, and brought hot drinks to them who were hungry and thirsty. Although there were not many cups, they took the time to deliver drinks to them from thousands of miles in this weather. heartfelt.

Guo Hongcong also came and brought hot milk to Yan Ming and Lu Ziju.

On the second day, I started to practice walking in the queue. Compared with the first day, the difficulty has increased slightly. The training is divided into two parts: stepping and stepping. .

"I thought you would walk poorly, but I didn't expect you to walk worse than I imagined." The instructor shook his head, disassembled each movement, and taught them step by step.

After the basic movements are practiced, walk one row at a time. For the row that did not go, you can relax for a while while the instructor is not paying attention.

Yan Ming and Lu Ziju stood together because they were similar in height, and Yan Ming bumped into Lu Ziju's shoulder: "God J."

Lu Ziju whispered: "Why?"

"Three rows at night." Yan Ming smiled, "Mei Chuan Kuzi called me, he said he misses your Hua Mulan very much."

Lu Ziju: "Let's see again, tonight——"

The instructor turned to look at them, his eyes were cold, and he interrupted him: "You two, get out!"

Yan Ming and Lu Ziju looked at each other, and they both saw the "fuck me" in each other's eyes.

The instructor came over, and the air pressure was very low: "I said, what do you have to do before every action in the queue?!"

Yan Ming: "Call for a report!"

Instructor: "Then what were you doing just now?!"

Yan Ming really wanted to say something about falling in love, but his desire to survive made him shut up.

The instructor pointed to the track: "Ten laps, run now!"

Ten laps...

The faces of the two of them turned pale.

"Did you hear me?"

"heard it!"

Yan Ming and Lu Ziju trotted towards the runway with reluctant steps.

Their runway is 400 for one lap, and 4000 for ten laps, which is a bit scary.