After returning to my biological family, I was arranged to marry

It was just a coincidence that Jiang Xuan gave Lin Zimao the sedative spray.

Lin Zimao contacted He Ling, and the sedative spray was originally prepared by the school.

In previous years, many freshmen suffered from severe sunburn due to insufficient preparation, and most of the freshmen came from other planets, and there were signs of acclimatization. He Ling was also afraid that something would happen to the class she was in charge of.

She is very responsible. When Lin Zimao said he was sunburned, she immediately prepared to deliver medicine to him, but before delivering the medicine, her stomach hurt so badly that she had to rest for a night when her menstrual period came, so she gave the medicine to Jiang Xuan. By the way, I mentioned buying sunscreen for Lin Zimao.

When a classmate was feeling unwell, Jiang Xuan had no reason to shirk.

However, he really didn't expect that Lin Zimao didn't even prepare sunscreen, but when he thought that he didn't even remember to bring cold medicine, it seemed reasonable that he didn't bring sunscreen, and it was rare for someone who was so indifferent to himself .

So there was Jiang Xuan sending spray to Lin Zimao.

On the training ground, in addition to the sound of explanations in the documentary and the booming sounds in the war clips, there are also the voices of freshmen talking softly below.

Lin Zimao deliberately sat on the outermost side. He took off the outer packaging of the spray and was about to ask Wang Yi to spray it for himself. When he found that Jiang Xuan hadn't left, he gave up his previous thoughts and handed the spray to him.

He pointed to his neck and said in a low voice, "Senior, I can't see, how can you be a good person?"

Looking closely at Lin Zimao, Jiang Xuan noticed that his eyes were very bright. He took the spray and said, "Turn around and bow your head."

Lin Zimao turned around obediently, lowered his head to expose his sunburned neck, Jiang Xuan lightly pressed the spray and sprayed it on his slender neck.

The white spray touched Lin Zimao's neck little by little, and he only felt that his neck was very cool, no more itching or pain, it was very comfortable.

Jiang Xuan asked him after spraying, "Where else is there?"

Lin Zimao shook his head: "No, thank you."

Jiang Xuan handed him the spray and left quietly.

Probably because the entire playground was dimly lit, and no one noticed that Jiang Xuan had visited.

Lin Zimao turned his head to look at his leaving back, then turned back and continued watching the documentary.

The documentary was edited passionately, but it was also tragic. It started with the war, explained it in the middle, and ended with the statistics of the number of casualties and the consumption of weapons.

The unification of the alliance is not so easy. The world was conquered by the ancestors, and the century-old peace is hard-won.

The documentary, which cannot be found online, contains many unreleased footage.

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Zimao's roommates were still immersed in the tragic atmosphere of the documentary, but soon, the news sent by the class group completely punctured their nostalgia.

Jiang Xuan: Please don't forget to write a self-criticism for the students involved in fighting today, and submit it to me during training at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Lin Zimao, who started to feel sleepy while lying on the bed: "..."

I forgot about writing a review.

They only brought a communicator to the military training, not a laptop, so they had to write a review by hand.

Everyone in their dormitory participated in the fight, so write, what else can you do.

Lin Zimao took out the regular pen and notebook from his bag, leaned against the wall, put the notebook on his knee, and wrote slowly.

After half an hour of writing, he only managed to grind out two or three hundred words, and he became sleepy.

It was really difficult to write a review, so he put his notebook aside and prepared to go to bed.

Just after lying down, another notification popped up on the social software on the communicator.

[Jiang Xuan applied to add you as a friend through the second class of mecha maintenance. ]

Lin Zimao was so sleepy that tears filled his eyes, and after clicking through his application, he fell asleep with his head tilted while holding the communicator.

Someone's alarm rang, and Lin Zimao was awakened.

When you open your eyes, the day is bright.

It's time for a morning run soon, and everyone is going to wash up like walking dead. Too many things happened yesterday, and my whole body is sore, and I can't even lift my legs.

Lin Zimao's body was neither sore nor painful. His cold was better, but the sunburned nape of his neck began to not only itch but also hurt.

When I touched it with my hand, it peeled off.

Before going out, he asked Wang Yi to spray a calming spray on his neck, which should last a while, and he would bring the spray with him after dinner.

I didn't see Jiang Xuan in the morning, only Mrs. Yu with dark circles on his face who didn't get enough sleep, and senior sister He Ling was not there.

During the morning training, everyone in Guo Xingwei's dormitory was late and was fined by the instructor to run an extra lap.

Lin Zimao looked very comfortable.

Yesterday's plaster was very effective. The corners of Lin Zimao's damaged mouth had scabs and did not swell up. He could have a good breakfast.

After breakfast, he went back to the dormitory to get a water glass and spray, and put on Wang Yi's sunscreen.

Wang Yi is currently biting the tip of his pen and asking others in distress: "Have you finished your review?"

The four students with higher student numbers nodded in unison.

Su Ran on the [-]st said: "I finished writing last night."

Wang Yi asked him for a self-criticism, and then copied it. He doesn't like writing essays.

After finally getting a thousand words together, Wang Yi asked Lin Zimao who was sitting on the chair calmly: "Have you finished writing? I think you went to bed very early last night."

Lin Zimao shrugged and said, "I haven't finished writing."

Wang Yi asked him: "Then why don't you write?"

Lin Zimao said as it should: "Isn't this asleep?"

Wang Yi urged him: "There are still 10 minutes to start training, and I have to hand it over to Senior Jiang later, so don't hurry up and finish writing."

Lin Zimao nodded: "You're right, I'd better write a few more lines."

He took out his notebook again, wrote and drew on it, then tore off a page, folded it in half, and put it into his training clothes.

Wang Yi still wanted to read what he wrote, but he didn't see a single word.

The sun was hanging high again, heralding the official start of training the next morning.

The school student union is very busy today, busy on the playground early in the morning.

Half an hour before the start of the military training, the instructors were already in place and helped the students of the Student Union put up the sun umbrellas one by one.

When the freshmen arrived at the playground, they found a sun umbrella erected in front of each class, and a table, several chairs, and a water dispenser were placed under each sun umbrella.

There is a place for the freshmen's water cups, so they don't have to put them on the ground randomly, and they don't have to go far to fetch water.

Jiang Xuan came over on time at nine o'clock to collect the review paper. When Lin Zimao handed the folded paper to him, he unfolded it and glanced at it. He was the one who wrote the least.

Director Liang obviously didn't forget about this incident. He called each of them by name every break time and asked them to read the self-criticism before the broadcast.

Guo Xingwei was the first.

While drinking water, Wang Yi complained to Lin Zimao: "The director's trick is too cruel. During training, everyone dare not laugh. He specially picks the break time to make everyone laugh at us. I don't want to go up and read the manuscript. It's so embarrassing."

Boys aged [-] and [-] are just trying to save face. Director Liang is giving them a big blow. He won't show face to anyone who doesn't show him face. He even fights after they're all in college!

Lin Zimao patted him, and encouraged him: "Calm down, you will be famous after reading, are you afraid that you won't be able to get a girlfriend in the future?"

Wang Yi changed his mind and thought: "It seems reasonable for you to say that." Suddenly, his interest in reading the self-criticism was aroused.

Wang Yi was the last one to go up. Everyone's self-criticism was similar, with a good attitude of admitting mistakes, and the laughter gradually decreased.

Lin Zimao was the last one in line. He stood in front of the black microphone and cleared his throat.

"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Zimao. The weather is beautiful and the autumn is crisp. I am very glad that everyone is sitting here and listening to me reading the self-criticism. I know that fighting is wrong. Now I have deeply realized the seriousness of fighting. Don’t make the same mistake, and make sure to change it next time, and change it to an activity that is good for your body and mind, such as…”

Someone below jokingly asked: "For example, what, are you in love?"

Lin Zimao smiled lightly: "Good idea."

The person below asked again: "Do you mind if I become your boyfriend!"

Lin Zimao said bluntly: "You are not in my options."

The person who asked the question turned red, this is embarrassing!

The freshmen below who were bored listening to the review burst into laughter!

Director Liang became more and more wrong the more he listened. Isn't this going up to read a self-criticism?Not a dating press conference!

"Who is going to take him away from the stage for me, and read the self-criticism, what is this for?"

But the freshmen couldn't help laughing, and the exhaustion brought about by the military training seemed to be swept away. Teacher Yu went to drag Lin Zimao away in person.

Lin Zimao read less than a hundred words in his self-criticism, and it happened that he also wrote very little.

The freshmen all knew that Lin Zimao's speech on stage was a joke, and they didn't take it seriously.

When Lin Zimao came back, he received applause from many classmates, who thought he was a bit funny.

There was a moment of relaxation in the serious military training, which broke the dullness of their class for the past two days, and the fight was temporarily exposed.

When Lin Zimao passed by Jiang Xuan, he glanced at him, but Jiang Xuan didn't say anything.

It is worth mentioning that Jiang Xuan's clothes did not stick to cat hair today.

He Ling smiled and said to Jiang Xuan: "This junior is a bit cute."

Jiang Xuan unscrewed his own kettle to drink water, how cute, please be nice.

Afterwards, he took out a sunscreen from his bag and handed it to He Ling: "Give it to him."

He Ling said: "Thank you, I went to buy it, but I didn't expect to trouble you. I will ask my junior to send you the money."

Jiang Xuan said: "No need, don't say I bought it."

He Ling thought that Jiang Xuan might not want to be misunderstood by his juniors, and he was afraid of incurring debts, so he agreed.

Then Jiang Xuan fell silent, and he looked down at the social information.

It was from Cheng Chen, probably during the rest time, and I still have time to send him a message.

Cheng Chen:

[Brother Jiang Xuan, are you free tonight?I want to tell you something. ]

Jiang Xuan:

[What's up? ]

Cheng Chen:

[It is inconvenient to say on the social account, it is very important that I wait for you under a crooked ginkgo tree in the small building at 08:30 in the evening. ]

Jiang Xuan:

[Fine. ]

After training in the morning, Lin Zimao got the sunscreen bought by He Ling, and he immediately wanted to transfer the money to the other party, but He Ling said no, it was not worth much, so he thought she gave it to his junior.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Lin Zimao had no choice but to say that he would invite her to dinner next time, and He Ling said yes.

During the morning military training, half of Lin Zimao's life was about to be lost, and he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed, without taking a shower.

The training in the afternoon was still the same, and the freshmen were exhausted.

But Wang Yi was in high spirits, and during the break, he quietly asked Lin Zimao: "Can you accompany me to a place tonight?"

Lin Zimao was not very interested: "Where is it, what are you going to do?"

Wang Yi said shyly: "Isn't it because I read a self-criticism today, and someone added my social account and offered to ask me out?"

Lin Zimao didn't understand: "If someone asks you out, you go? Be reserved, boy."

Wang Yi said excitedly: "It's not important, the important thing is to know who asked me out, so why should I be reserved at this time."

Lin Zimao squinted at him: "I don't want to delay my bed time." He didn't want to go.

Wang Yi said: "Come with me, it's the first time in my life, it's a big deal!"

Lin Zimao was shocked by the brawny man's coquetry: "No, I'm tired."

Wang Yi shook his arm and said, "Go, go."

Lin Zimao was stunned again, and shook off his hand: "Okay, okay, I'll accompany you, where is it?"

Wang Yi was afraid that others would know, so he said in a low voice, "There is a crooked ginkgo tree behind the smallest building. At 08:30 in the evening, the evening activities just ended."

Lin Zimao was not very interested, so he gave a perfunctory oh.

Because Wang Yi was too excited, he performed well in the military training in the afternoon, and was pulled out by the instructor to demonstrate.

But Lin Zimao raised his legs lazily, his movements were very irregular, and was pulled out by the instructor as a negative example.

Someone laughed at Lin Zimao, and was pulled out by the instructor to be Lin Zimao's training partner.

Lin Zimao mocked at the other party.

That's right, the person who laughed at Lin Zimao was Guo Xingwei.

The two mocked each other while practicing.

Jiang Xuan went out for a small meeting, and when he came back, he saw Lin Zimao and Guo Xingwei practicing goose step.

After finally staying up until the end of training in the afternoon, I also stayed through the one-hour class playing songs with each other in the evening.

Lin Zimao was about to sneak back to the dormitory, but was grabbed by Wang Yi: "Brother Zimao, under the ginkgo tree, under the ginkgo tree!"

Lin Zimao who was dragged away: I have nothing to do with your love.

The author has something to say: Jiang Xuan: Under the ginkgo tree, you, me, him, him.