He Xuchunqiu

Xu Ran didn't stay in the dormitory for a while as expected, but packed the lunch box and left after waiting for someone to finish eating.

"Goodbye." Before leaving, Xu Ran did not forget to turn around and throw a bright toothy smile, his eyes were as clear as ever.

"Goodbye." He Xu stood by the door and watched his back turn into the stairwell.

Zhang Mingjing happened to run into Xu Ran when he went upstairs, and recognized him as the person in the post at a glance, but he didn't expect that the real person was prettier than the photo.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, Zhang Mingjing slumped on the chair like a salted fish: "It's so hot, why is it still so hot in September?"

"Come on, you sweated the most when serving hot noodle soup for girls in the cafeteria!" Fang Hu put on his headphones and rolled his eyes at him.

"Hey, don't mention it, my thoughtful and handsome image has not been established in the girl's heart, and I was immediately robbed of the limelight by that freshman of art." Zhang Mingjing put his tripod on the table, with a look of lovelessness.

"Which one?" Fang Hu asked while taking advantage of the system's team formation.

"Which one else could it be? It's the 1.9-meter chicken-shit green shirt today. What kind of eyes are there? Didn't you bump into it just now when you went upstairs?" Zhang Mingjing complained.

He Xu was sitting at the table boringly practicing calligraphy, and overheard the conversation between these two people, his mind became more and more restless, and he broke his pen three or four times one word after another.

On the second day, military training began.

Gather at the track and field field at 05:30 in the morning, whoever set the alarm clock for [-]:[-], and got up from the bed as soon as the bell rang.

Dressing, washing, making the bed, all in one go.

After finishing all this, how could anyone realize that none of the roommates had woken up yet, and it was already [-]:[-].

Shall I wake them up?He Huiren has never had the experience of waking someone up, and he doesn't want to have too familiar contact with them.

At 53:[-], Lu Ze opened his eyes in a daze, and saw someone standing under the bed with a troubled face.

"Who is it, why do you get up so early? Don't you sleep a little longer?"

"It's getting late, it's 53:[-], and we have to gather at the track and field at [-]:[-]."

"Oh, it's only 53:[-]... what! Gather at [-]:[-]?"

"Ah."

Afterwards, there was a flurry of beatings, and Lu Ze got out of bed quickly, waking up the two people in the opposite bunk.

Zhang Mingjing also hurriedly got out of bed to wash up, while Fang Hu turned over fearlessly and continued to meet Zhou Gong.

"I'll go to the bathroom first!"

"Where are my shoes?"

"Bring water, bring water!"

……

Hurrying slowly, the three of them arrived at their destination a few minutes before they were late.

At 21:[-], the instructors began to count the number of people counted.Sure enough, on the first day of military training, apart from Fang Hu, several people did not come.

"You really think you are the emperor! The two months of summer vacation are too comfortable, right! Can't even get up for a run on the first day? Waiting for the father-in-law to wake up?" The instructor's stern gaze was in the team scan.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuchs are in a hurry." Someone suddenly muttered, and it was very clear when no one spoke.

The instructor turned his eyes and walked back to the head of the team: "Who said that sentence just now? Stand up!"

The team was silent, and no one acknowledged it.

"Okay! Since no one is willing to admit it! Then I can assume that everyone has said it." The instructor's falcon-like eyes swept over everyone's face several times, "Everyone get down on the ground and prepare for push-ups! I said stop Only then can we stop! Start!"

At the order of the instructor, the whole class started to do push-ups.For a group of freshmen who only care about letting themselves go and enjoying life during the summer vacation, push-ups are really difficult. Boys can do several with their physical strength, but it is difficult for girls to push up.

All the classes on the track and field were watching the push-ups, but no one dared to talk nonsense anymore.

What kind of person lacks physical exercise, and he didn't walk much during the year of re-study and summer vacation. His upper body muscles are still intact, and he loses strength even after a few supports.

"Report!" An extremely loud report suddenly sounded in the line separated by a class.

"Xu Ran, what's the matter?" The instructor of Art Design Class [-] allowed him to report.

"Report to the instructor! I am wearing accessories in violation of the regulations, and apply for push-up punishment!" Xu Ran shouted so loudly that half the track and field could be heard.

"Hand it in." The art design instructor said.

Xu Ran stepped out, took out a ring from his coat pocket and handed it to the instructor.

"Fifty push-ups, start!" Another order came.

Xu Ran walked out of the queue, lying on his stomach in front of whoever saw him, and started doing push-ups.

Xu Ran has played table tennis since he was a child, and he has trained a lot. He has never slacked up since he grew up, and he has never fallen behind in sports. He is 1.9 meters tall and his muscles are just right.

He Xu's head was already sweating, and the strength of his arms was also exhausted towards the limit.

He could see Xu Ran from one side of his head, but Xu Ran kept turning his head towards him.

Xu Ran can do five push-ups in the time it takes for someone to do one.

Seeing who was sweating profusely and flushed cheeks but still gritted his teeth, Xu Ran was so distressed that he could only slow down his speed and try to share the punishment with him for one more minute.

"Okay, the push-ups are over, stand up!" The instructor of the news class saw that the time was almost up, and stopped the punishment of the team in front of him.

The tense muscles all over his body instantly relaxed, and his whole body almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that they were all standing up, Xu Ran immediately accelerated the frequency of push-ups, ended quickly and returned to the team.

"This push-up is not intended to punish you, but to let you know that there are some things you can say, and some things you can't say. You must keep your complaints in your heart in the future. Straightforward and uneducated are two different things. Don't drag the whole world down because you are alone. Class collective." The instructor preached, and then let everyone move around, "3 minutes to adjust freely."

Everyone was miserable, and could only move their hands and feet while slandering.

He Xuren's arms were slightly swollen, and even the movement of shaking hands was a little weak.During the free adjustment period, who accidentally glanced at the team of Art Design, but unexpectedly met Xu Ran's gaze, and he could only look away as if he was electrocuted.

Xu Ran pouted, thinking that He Xuren's appearance was really cute, and it seemed that he was more shy after not seeing him for two years.

two years?

Xu Ran's eyes suddenly changed, and his brows were unconsciously frowned.

He remembered who was in the third year of high school at the time, and he studied abroad for two years. When he came back, he was just a freshman according to his age.Could it be, why did anyone repeat it?

Xu Ran will not know what happened to him after he left him, nor will he hear the restlessness in his heart when he sees him. These are all secrets that he carefully hides.

The author has something to say: class is so tiring_(:з」∠)_