The school beauty is my military advisor, and the target of my strategy is herself.

Fucked for a while.

Su Zhiyue hugged Lin Yu and asked tentatively, "Yuyu, um, um, does the freshman military training start tomorrow?"

"It seems so." Lin Yu thought for a moment and nodded.

Then, with a look of delight, he asked, "What's the matter? Are you interested in freshman military training?"

"No way, are you really interested in this junior? No way!"

Lin Yu seemed to have discovered a big secret. His excitement intensified as he asked excitedly, "Who is it? Who is it? Have I seen him before? Is he tall? Is he handsome?"

Su Zhiyue touched her head and said with a guilty conscience, "No, there is only one distant relative of mine who also applied to Jiang University this year."

"Tsk~" Lin Yu lost interest instantly after hearing this.

...

The next day.

Today's sun focuses on high power.

Four words: dizzy with heat.

It just so happens that all the freshman military training instructors are good at making things happen.

"Is it hot?"

"hot--"

"Then keep practicing."

"Tired?"

"tired--"

"Then keep practicing."

"Do you want to rest? Do you want some water?"

"I want to..."

"Your voices are too quiet," the instructor shouted through a loudspeaker. "I can't hear you."

"Think about it—"

"Then keep practicing."

Su Mo, Zhou Ran and others at the back of the team followed the orderly voices of their classmates.

Despite having a dry mouth, he continued to respond to the instructor's teasing again and again.

"stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

"stand at attention!"

"Stand still for fifteen minutes! If I see anyone of you move, I'll add one minute. If you move, I'll add two minutes, and so on..."

"Nima, you really know how to play."

Zhou Ran looked up at the sun, then looked at the military training instructor who was dark-skinned and had an even darker heart.

He couldn't help but lower his voice and complained: "This is unbearable weather, plus this instructor Gou Ba, I'm going to die of heat."

Su Mo whispered comfortingly: "Brother Ran, come on, hold on."

"Hold on? Ah Mo, you think too highly of me."

"My brother can't take it anymore. With all this weight on, it's like weight training."

Zhou Ran sighed, his face full of regret: "I should have lost some weight before going to college."

Now, his military training uniform is almost soaked.

"Hahaha…"

Zhang Chao saw this and chuckled, then interrupted, "Su Mo, ignore him. Zhou Ran is the best he can handle, but he just loves barking."

After hearing this, Zhou Ran quickly retorted: "Little Chaozi, damn it, stop gloating over other people's misfortune."

Chen Yuan nodded and agreed, "That's right."

Suddenly, a question was raised.

"Who's talking?"

The instructor had a stern expression on his face as he kept walking back and forth in the formation, observing everything with sharp eyes.

Finally, he stopped near Zhang Chao and Zhou Ran.

Several people couldn't help but secretly say that they were doomed.

"You guys really like chatting, right?" The instructor stared at them with wide eyes.

"You four, step out!"

"You all, run five laps around the playground."

"Ah! Instructor, I..." Zhou Ran still wanted to try to beg for mercy.

"One more lap."

"Yes…"

Zhou Ran was suddenly overwhelmed with tears. Running six laps in a row! How could it be possible?

This is good, I really died on the playground...

"Report, instructor."

"What's the matter?" The instructor turned and looked at Su Mo.

Su Mo pointed at Zhou Ran and asked, "Can I help him run two or three laps?"

"Five laps plus two? Seven laps. Are you sure?"

The instructor looked at Su Mo and sighed inwardly, this boy is quite handsome, tall and strong.

It has some of the charm I had back then.

"Instructor, I..." Su Mo didn't finish his words.

Zhang Chao, who was standing next to him, called out, "Instructor, can I also take two laps?"

"Instructor, I want to try it too."

Seeing this, Chen Yuan also reported: "But my physical strength is low, just give me one more round."

“It’s pretty united.”

As a military training instructor.

He was quite dissatisfied with the behavior of these people who ignored orders and talked nonsense in the formation.

However, when we see these people taking the initiative to help each other, as men of blood, especially soldiers.

It's inevitable that I can't help but feel some empathy.

"OK, it's settled."

The instructor glanced at Zhou Ran and said slowly, "Now that they have completed your five laps, you will stay in the formation and don't have to run anymore."

"Report to the instructor."

Zhou Ran looked at Su Mo and the others with emotion.

Subsequently.

He said firmly, "Even if I can't finish the race, I will try my best."

Wait until they are all finished.

Several people collapsed on the lawn, gasping for breath.

"Md, I was impulsive."

"If I had known it was so tiring, I would have asked you to help me run."

Zhou Ran joked, "Oh my god, it's all your fault. You've got me fired up all of a sudden."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

After resting, return to the team.

Several people found that it was time for a familiar activity again.

Singing parties are a fixed program in any military training.

Generally speaking.

First, the instructor will ask in his own team if anyone wants to take the initiative to perform.

If no one takes the initiative, he will start recruiting soldiers as a Khan.

A few lucky people will be selected to perform.

Either sing or dance.

If you are good enough, you can even go up and throw a few punches.

However, every time there is such an event, there will be more or less a few social failures.

The degree of social death varies.

In serious cases, one may lose the right to choose a spouse for several years in college.

And wait until the military training time is long.

The singing competition will gradually develop from a single team to other teams.

Then, the instructor will lead his team to find other teams and shout:

"The east wind blows, the war drums beat, and we want to sing. Who is afraid of whom?"

"If I ask you to sing, then you should sing. You're being timid and unbecoming. You're like a sheep, meow!"

"Time is precious, so we must sing it decisively. No wasting. No singing of retreat."

Of course, there are.

The most classic one is - "123 come one, we are waiting so hard, we are waiting so anxiously."

", do you have any?"

Sure enough, when Su Mo and others just returned to the team, they hadn't even sat down yet.

The dark-skinned instructor began to ask, "What do you mean? Does anyone want to volunteer to perform?"

However, it was naturally quiet.

In the formation, everyone looked left and right, and occasionally pushed the classmates next to them.

The dark-skinned instructor smiled faintly and said calmly, "Since no one is taking the initiative, then I will take the initiative to recruit people."

Just when his death roll call was about to determine who would be the lucky one.

I saw a heroic female instructor walk up to the dark-skinned instructor and said something to him.

The dark-skinned instructor immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Classmates, do you have good news?"

"The English major next door wants to challenge our computer major to a talent show."

Simultaneously.

The female instructor kindly reminded: "All male computer students who have talents should show their talents well."

"I lead the English parade team, and there are quite a few pretty girls there."

“Oh oh oh oh…” The team immediately started to make a noise.

After all, although there are a few girls in their computer department, they are nothing compared to the English department which is so crowded.

The difference is not just a little bit.

Based on last night’s late night chat.

Su Mo knew very well that except Chen Yuan, the other two did not have girlfriends.

Especially Zhou Ran, who had never even had a relationship in high school.

Of course, Su Mo, I am not much better.

In this regard.

Zhou Ran couldn't help but complain, "OMG, Su Mo, you really have such a handsome face in vain."

Buddy, since you don’t cherish me well, please give me your face first.

Speaking of this, Su Mo felt a little embarrassed.

You can't really say that you are an idiot in this regard.

So, who should be blamed for this?

A voice came from afar, and the Advisor Guoxia said: "Here—"

"OKOK, it's all your fault. You dog-headed military advisor." Su Mo immediately felt at ease and breathed a sigh of relief.

at this time.

In the dormitory.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah~~"

Su Zhiyue was reading at the desk, and for some reason, she sneezed several times.

"What's going on? Who is secretly slandering me?"

In this regard.

Su Mo said, I don’t know?

...

We waited until we were near the English formation led by the female instructor.

The black instructor ordered: "Line up and sit down neatly——"

really.

As expected, he is an English major.

At first glance, the entire English team is almost entirely made up of girls.

I only see two or three boys occasionally.

The number of boys here is even less than the number of girls studying computer science.

"I really envy these guys." Zhou Ran looked at the group of girls opposite him.

He sighed and couldn't help but sigh: "If I wasn't really not interested in English, why would I learn computer science?"

"Brother Ran, don't think about it. There's no point in regretting it."

Su Mo patted Zhou Ran on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Now, you are a member of our computer team in life and a ghost of our computer team in death."

"Amo, and Brother Ran, I wonder if you have noticed?"

Zhang Chao straightened himself, puffed out his chest, and said in a pretentious tone, "The two girls at the front of the second row of the opposing team seem to be staring at me the whole time?"

"No."

"Look at you? Is that true?" After hearing this, Zhou Ran looked towards the place Zhang Chao mentioned.

"Damn, Ah Mo, look, those two sisters are really looking at us."

"Wait... these two sisters are both very pretty, especially the one sitting next to them."

"This little girl's face is so cute! It's so adorable. I'm so moved. I really want to meet her."

At this time, the English team was opposite.

"Is it him, Rourou?" Tang Yi pulled Jiang Rou beside him and asked softly.

Jiang Rou nodded, her eyes staying on Su Mo.

Never left for a moment.

"It's him, I won't be wrong."

"Finally, we meet again, Su Mo~~"

Her eyes were blazing and her tone was firm: "This time, I will not give up."