Mid single, I am blue, don't bark

Those who were training on the field, no matter what major or class they were in, noticed the two green figures who were punished for running on the playground. They seemed to be two handsome guys who were famous in the Department of Architecture.

The cold wind howled, and he ran even harder. The wind made people's skulls hurt, and Lu Ziju felt that his mouth was about to dry out.

Yan Ming was next to him, and his breathing was quite uniform for a couple of circles at first, but now it's not working anymore.

"Hey... Blame me... I shouldn't have talked to you..." Yan Ming said out of breath.

Lu Ziju: "Stop talking, let's go for a run."

Yan Ming asked, "How many laps is it?"

Lu Ziju: "Four."

Yan Ming: "Fuck."

What else can I do, I can only keep running.

On the sixth lap, Lu Ziju felt that he had reached a critical point in his body, and he couldn't run any further. He also had a strange feeling in his body, his throat was congested, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't stop, don't stop, just run through this distance." Yan Ming comforted him at the side, if the long-distance running stops, he won't be able to run again, and if he is hit by the dog instructor after a while, he will definitely go crazy.

Lu Ziju's lips were as pale as paper, and he reluctantly nodded.

Yan Ming also felt uncomfortable, gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on, we can win!"

Lu Ziju squeezed out a smile, looking miserable.

Both of them were in a state of physical exhaustion, their feet seemed to be filled with lead, and it was only one step to be able to move.

On the eighth lap, Yan Ming and Lu Ziju endured that effort, a little bit of a flashback, and still had the energy to chat.The two of them were already running very slowly, almost walking.

Yan Ming: "Is it okay?"

Lu Ziju cherishes words like gold: "OK."

Yan Ming: "I have a way to instantly restore vitality, do you want to listen?"

Lu Ziju: "Tell me."

Yan Ming didn't say anything, but told Lu Ziju how to recover his vitality with practical actions.

They are now running on the side of the runway far away from the crowd. The students in the military training turned their backs to them, and no one noticed. Yan Ming had a sly look in his eyes, and pulled Lu Ziju towards him, and kissed him on the cheek .

Lu Ziju felt Yan Ming approaching in front of his eyes, he was shocked, and then felt a little moisture on his cheeks.

Before he could react, Yan Ming had already smiled, as if a prank had succeeded: "Has your vitality recovered?"

Lu Ziju stared at him, speechless.

Yan Ming: "Are you angry?"

Lu Ziju had a sullen face, did not speak, and continued to trot.

Yan Ming stopped on the spot for a while, and hurried to catch up, and said fearlessly: "Then next time I kiss you directly on the mouth, are you still angry?"

Lu Ziju: "Are you so happy just now?"

Yan Ming licked his lips: "Happy, I don't feel tired anymore."

When the two returned to the team after running ten laps, they were panting and sweaty. The instructor saw them and said in a deep voice, "Are you tired?!"

Yan Ming: "Tired!"

Instructor: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Yan Ming: "Understood!"

The instructor looked at Lu Ziju: "What about you?"

Lu Ziju expressionless: "Yes."

Instructor: "..."

Instructor: "Return to the team!"

It's five o'clock, today's military training is over, dusk is coming, and the freshmen are stepping back to the dormitory under the setting sun, each and every one of them is exhausted, as if returning from moving bricks.

I thought the day would be over after going back to the dormitory and taking a hot bath, but I didn’t expect to practice singing the school song at night, and there would be a competition on the last day of military training.

Singing the school song is similar to an idiot activity. A group of people gather in a large classroom and sing to the accompaniment boringly over and over again. When the instructor gets excited, he also asks each class to sing in turn, and conduct a professional PK of the class. Whoever sings loudly sings well.

Next to him was the class next door singing the school song, while Yan Ming hid himself playing with his phone.

Kuko Meichuan chatted with him privately: Are you coming or not?Is your god J coming?

Yan Ming: No, I'm fucking military training.

Kuko Meichuan: Military training at night? ? ? ?

Yan Ming: The idiot school wants us to sing the school song in the classroom.

Mei Chuan Kuzi: Miserable, I can’t come later, the platform wants me to go to the national server, and the third row should be stable.

Yan Ming: Let's see, I don't know if God J plays or not.

Kuko Meichuan: Tsk tsk tsk, you are finished, you only have God in your eyes, have you met him in three dimensions?

Yan Ming: I forgot to tell you, God J and I are actually classmates of the same major.

Kuko Meichuan: wtf? ? ? ! ! ! ! !This news is too explosive!

Yan Ming: Then, I was chasing him.

Kuko Meichuan:. . . . .Is it the one chasing him that I understand? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Yan Ming: Hmm... Do you still remember that my classmate in the CNM Water Friends Competition, he is God J.

Kuko Meichuan: That Hua Mulan who flashed for you?Fuck me!

It will be their turn to sing the school song for the architecture major, and they all stand up, Yan Ming puts his phone away, and opens his mouth to make a mouth shape to fool him.

After the song stopped, the counselor looked at Yan Ming and asked, "Yan Ming, are you singing?"

The counselor is young, just graduated from graduate school, a legendary man who takes roll call for half an hour at the grade meeting, is very funny in private, plays well with the students, and is quite familiar with Yan Ming.

Yan Ming: "Of course I sang. I sang very loudly just now. Are you asking if the classmate next to me is?"

"no!"

Yan Ming: "..."

"Come, come." The counselor beckoned, "Come here and sing alone."

Yan Ming: "Let's not do it, Director Song."

Counselor: "Come on, come on."

Yan Ming: "Farewell, farewell."

The counselor let him go and patted the table: "I will see the lip-syncing in a while, and sing on the stage alone. The young ones will let out their voices!"

Singing the school song for more than an hour, military training during the day, singing at night, was more tiring than class, and the exhausted freshmen walked back to the dormitory full of despair.

Dormitory 205 took turns queuing up to take a bath. It was 10:30 when Lu Ziju sat down after taking a bath. Today, he ran around the playground ten laps. When he just took a bath, he felt his legs were trembling and sore. It will be more than six o'clock tomorrow From the beginning, it's really not a human life.

He picked up his phone and saw a new message, it was Han Shan—that is, Yan Ming asked him if he would come to qualify.

Yan Ming sent another message: Are you tired? It's okay, go to bed early.

Lu Ziju turned on Mei Chuan Kuzi's live broadcast, and found that he was competing for the national service of the old master recently, and he was more diligent in pulling people to rank.

Now 10:30 is not too late, Lu Ziju thought about it, and replied to Yan Ming: Here are two.

Yan Ming: Okay, let’s play the game~

This was the first time after he knew that Han Shan was Yan Ming, and the two of them played against each other in the game, wearing the couple logo, forming a slightly awkward team.

Mei Chuan Kuzi pulled him and Yan Ming into a temporary WeChat group, and said: Lian Mai!

Then a multi-person voice invitation was sent, and the Lianmai content was synchronized to the live broadcast room.

Yan Ming also entered the voice, but Lu Ziju hadn't.

Meichuan Kuzi's live broadcast room was very lively, their elder brother Hanshan made a voice once or twice, and it was rare to have a conversation with Meichuan Kuzi, and Hua Mulan J God never even had a conversation!

The bullet screen brushed a piece of Brother Hanshan, and then a piece of J God.

Mei Chuan Kuzi said: "Old Han Shan, come say hello to the grandparents in the live broadcast room."

Yan Ming: "Blessings to everyone in the early years, I am Han Shan."

Barrage: "Brother Han Shan's voice is really nice!!!!!!!"

"Good Su!!! My girlish heart!!!"

"Brother Han Shan, long time no see!!!"

"Troublesome little angel to record the screen!! Brother Han Shan has teased me!!"

Umekawa Kuko: "Ahem, god damn it."

Yan Ming smiled: "Don't be shy, God J, let's get into the voice, it will be easy to cooperate in a while."

Lu Ziju has added multiplayer voice.

"I'm in." Lu Ziju said.

The barrage in the live broadcast room fell into a brief calm.

Then, the barrage army exploded.

"God J!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! God J!!!!"

"God J made a noise, woo woo woo woo! It's not far from the explosion!!!"

"God J deserves to be a good match for Han Shan's CP voice!!!"

"God J speaks Mandarin so nicely_(:з"∠)_"

Kuko Meichuan was stunned, relying on her good looks, she just said three words and even boasted about Mandarin?

"Everyone, calm down, don't scare God J." Umekawa Kuko reminded, "Let's watch the game carefully!"

Lu Ziju went to the live broadcast room to take a look at the barrage, and was so frightened by the gesture of swiping the screen that he didn't say a word.

After entering the game, he first helped Mei Chuan Kuzi to grab the old master, Han Shan took Diao Chan, and Lu Ziju took Hua Mulan.

The opposing lineup was surprisingly good, and Kuko Meichuan felt a little cold.

The shooter on the fifth floor walked down the road and had to take a line of soldiers alone.

Mei Chuan Kuzi: "God J, you go on the road, rubbing against my soldiers line, it's fine."

Lu Ziju: "No, you need to brush up your combat power. The better you develop, the better your record will be."

When he was pondering over the screen whether he should be shameless and eat the bottom lane, Yan Ming said: "God J, eat the middle lane, come on."

Yan Ming's Diaochan also wants to stabilize the national server's combat power, and what is the concept of the pawn line before the fourth level in the middle? Every inch of land is like gold. Quickly, the middle and field assistants will be able to move together. It is a taboo for military strategists to rub the pawn line in the middle, and no mid laner is willing to distribute the pawn line to teammates.

Lu Ziju: "Really?"

Yan Ming: "Well, who asked me to pet you."

Lu Ziju: "..."

Umekawa Kuko: "Shouldn't I be in the car, should I be under the car?"

Hua Mulan went to the Diaochan Middle Road to pick up the soldiers line, and the opposite Ying Zheng had a black question mark on his face. Later, he found out that he had been given dog food, and felt nauseous for a while.

After Lianmai, the three of them cooperated really well. Diao Chan and Hua Mulan went on the road to help the old master gank.

Yan Ming: "I'm here, I'm here, I'm on my way."

Lu Ziju: "On the way."

Kuko Meichuan: "I'm stunned! I'm tied! Hammer him, hammer him, hammer him, hammer him! Slow him down! Silence him! Hit him, hit him, hit him, hit him, hit him! I'm going to die! Fuck! Fuck! I'm dead!"

Lu Ziju: "..."

This may be, the king repeater.

This one was not so smooth, and it was difficult to win a frontal team battle without anyone being injured, so Mei Chuan Kuzi and Lu Ziju discussed and made a decision.

These two heroes are both extremely strong one-on-one heroes. The old master stole the tower and hammered down a tower twice. Hua Mulan only needs an epee to charge up the soldiers. The old master uses the second skill and runs like lightning It's fast, Hua Mulan's first skill displacement and second skill deceleration are also slippery, and the opponent is pinned down very uncomfortable, and her mentality collapses.

In the end, it turned into a chaotic situation where everyone started stealing towers and breaking the line of troops. Even Diao Chan started stealing towers, which was incomprehensible.

This fight lasted for 45 minutes, there was no pawn line on both sides, the high ground was completely demolished, there was no shooter on the opposite side and the tower could not be dismantled, but there was a Yingzheng guard line, but the opposite crystal could not be dismantled, now both sides are tired, start typing chat.

[All] You may be a fool (Ying Zheng): Surrender, Kuko Meichuan, I will go to your live broadcast room to collect gifts later.

[All] Nuomi Meichuan Kuko (Old Master Q): Do you have the spirit of e-sports?I'm the one who cares about gifts?Am I the one who would surrender for a gift?

[All] Nuomi · Meichuan Kuzi (Old Master): We voted for it. When you collect the gifts later, remember to say that you are the top Yingzheng, and I will give you a room manager.

[All] You may be a fool (Ying Zheng): ...