In the few days since he first came to the school, the formal military training has not yet started. Except for occasional class meetings and receiving textbooks, Jiang Wensong spends most of his time in the dormitory, or he explores the surroundings of the school with his roommates and gets familiar with the environment. , had a very idle time.

Jiang Wensong was leaning on the back of the chair, crossing his legs and playing games, when his phone ding-dong, he saw the message from Shen Xingwen.

Originally, this person claimed that he was just going outside to get a courier, but in the end he couldn't help but sat down at the barbecue stall in the snack street, and sent a message to Jiang Wensong and Jiang Yao by the way.

Jiang Wensong took a bewildered look outside the balcony after seeing the news. The sun had already started to set.

However, Jiang Yao wasn't in the dormitory. He probably went on a date with his girlfriend. Jiang Wensong finished a round of the game neatly, tidied up briefly, took his keys and mobile phone and went out.

The snack street is just across from the south gate of the school. It is the darling of the entire university city. Its business is very good every night. Even in the middle of the night, it is bustling and lively with bright lights.

The still hot night wind blows away the hair on his forehead, Jiang Wensong squints his eyes and looks at the brightly lit snack street not far away.

Crossing the road, the scent of food from the snack street entered the tip of his nose domineeringly. Even if he was not hungry at first, he was aroused by the attractive aroma. Jiang Wensong looked at the shops not far away, searching for Shen Xing The barbecue restaurant Wen mentioned.

Jiang Wensong looked for Shen Xingwen while walking.

After walking for a while, a figure in a black T-shirt in front of him walked towards him while waving his hands. Jiang Wensong reacted and waved his hand subconsciously in response.

When he got closer, Jiang Wensong narrowed his eyes, and suddenly realized that the person walking towards him was not Shen Xingwen, nor was he waving at him. He paused in embarrassment, and quickly withdrew his hand.

This is really unfortunate, the one who walked towards me was the fierce boy in the dormitory opposite, shaking yogurt...

He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong who was waving to him, and felt that the way this man treated his ex-boyfriend was really amazing.

He stared at Jiang Wensong who hastily withdrew his hand, stopped slowly, and watched him hurriedly pretending to be okay and heading towards the opposite road.

Gao Cheng, who was wandering behind He Mingxu with his hands in his pockets, raised his eyebrows, wondering what Jiang Wensong meant.

Jiang Wensong gritted his teeth when he realized that he had identified the wrong person, and reflected that he should get a pair of contact lenses.

He has near-sightedness of about 200 degrees. He usually has no major problems seeing things and people near him, but seeing farther places is blurry. But he is not used to wearing glasses, so he gradually got used to it.

But... that boy's eyes are too fierce, Jiang Wensong thought with some trepidation, it really is a sports university...

Shen Xingwen was sitting at the barbecue booth, and had already eaten a plate of skewers. When he saw Jiang Wensong walking over alone with a frown, he quickly waved, "Xiao Song! Here!"

"Are you alone?" Shen Xingwen looked at Jiang Wensong and found Jiang Wensong's frowning eyebrows. After thinking about it for a while, he guessed that he was angry because of Jiang Yao's obscenity.

Shen Xingwen shared the same hatred, "Jiang Yao went on a date again? Tsk... Don't be angry, it's not easy to find a girlfriend with your looks?"

Jiang Wensong, who was still in embarrassment, was interrupted by Shen Xingwen, so he had no choice but to explain speechlessly, "No, just now I didn't wear glasses and recognized the wrong person."

Jiang Wensong finished speaking in a few words.

"Shake the yogurt?" Shen Xingwen paused, and laughed mercilessly. "Ah? Then you're such a badass, hahahahahahaha."

"..." It's better not to tell Shen Xingwen.

The two were sitting by the street eating skewers, Shen Xingwen suddenly pinched his stomach quietly, and a strong guilty conscience suddenly surged up, "It's been a little too much these few days."

"Is it just these few days?" Jiang Wensong teased.

"Oh, there are still more than two months of summer vacation." Shen Xingwen curled his lips.

After the college entrance examination, he really couldn't think of leaving at home.

Jiang Wensong nodded, and was relieved, "It's okay, military training will start in two days, and I can lose weight."

In fact, Jiang Wensong belongs to the type who is born not to gain weight, but he doesn't want to say it to make Shen Xingwen, who is already unhappy, worse.

Within two days, the military training began. The considerate school specially reserved two days for everyone to refresh before the military training, although it was only to increase anxiety.

Shen Xingwen reluctantly put on an extremely mediocre military training uniform, and began to sigh in front of the large mirror in front of the sink on the balcony. "This brother's handsomeness has been reduced by half."

"Handsome Mao." Jiang Yao changed clothes neatly on the side.

Shen Xingwen pouted.

Jiang Wensong lowered his head to study the plastic buckle on his belt, fastened the belt, put on the hat, and finally put on sunscreen.

"Xiao Song, what brand of sunscreen do you use?" Shen Xingwen looked at Jiang Wensong's fair skin.

"I don't know, my sister-in-law gave it to me." Jiang Wensong glanced at the string of English.

"Hey." Shen Xingwen shook the sunscreen in his hand, "Baby cabbage, ground yellow, no one hurts, no one loves. Mine is my sister's leftover."

"Because she said she doesn't wear sunscreen at all."

"Hahahahaha." Jiang Wensong and Jiang Yao laughed unceremoniously.

The school notified the location of the military training for each department and class in advance, and the dance performance was professionally arranged in the east track and field, which shattered Shen Xingwen's idea of ​​being close to the rostrum for shade.

"The school is too inconsiderate of girls! If you stand next to the rostrum of the west track and field field, you can block out the sun in the afternoon!" Shen Xingwen said while taking out his mobile phone, determined to see which major was standing That piece of geomantic omen.

"What's your major?" Jiang Yao was also a little curious.

"...the group of foreign language learners...that group of girls..." At the end, his momentum weakened, but after a pause, Shen Xingwen became angry again: "What's wrong, it's not girls who learn dance?!"

Although their school is called a sports university, it is actually a comprehensive university, not all sports majors.

"Then what is the major training next to us?" Jiang Wensong narrowed his eyes, looking at a large group of tall men in front of him.

"Sports training, physical education..." Shen Xingwen suddenly said loudly, "Okay, I know, there are few professionals who bully us, so let me just say, I have been visiting the dormitory for the past few days, and found that the surrounding dormitory is full of sports. Professionals, I haven’t seen any male dormitories for other dance majors, it seems that we can fill them wherever there is space.”

Jiang Wensong didn't listen carefully, and when he got closer, he felt that those boys were taller, and he unconsciously straightened his back.

He doesn’t think he’s short, he’s 179. He usually says he’s 180 when he wears a pair of shoes, which is quite tall in the south, but in the past few days, he has rediscovered his height.

"Forget it, I know a lot of people anyway." Shen Xingwen complained for a while, then put down his phone and looked towards the sports training major.

They majored in dance performance to form a company, and the dance performance major was divided into dance direction and sports dance direction. The people in the original class were not familiar with each other, but now the people in the two classes stood together, taking the dormitory as the unit, following each other. Keeping a distance as if separated by the Chu River and the Han Dynasty.

Fortunately, the instructor didn't give them much time to be embarrassed, so he just yelled and assembled.

The content of the military training on the first day of the military training was very simple, but because the weather was too hot, even simple training was uncomfortable. Jiang Wensong looked at the back of the man in front of him and let himself go, feeling the beads of sweat slipping from the corner of his forehead to his neck. It slipped from the neck to the chest.

The smell of the plastic runway exposed to the sun is extremely pungent. Just standing on the runway without moving, all senses are magnified. The sound of the trumpet coming, and the breeze blowing from the south, Jiang Wensong pursed his lips, counting the time when the next breeze would arrive.

"Beep-"

I don't know where there was a loud whistle, and it was time for repairing.

Jiang Wensong breathed a sigh of relief and sat down where he was.

"Hey," Shen Xingwen was a little shorter than Jiang Wensong, so he stood next to him. He turned his head to look at Jiang Wensong's flushed face, "Xiao Song, your face is so white and rosy?"

And it wasn't a little red, it was quite red, it looked like he had suffered from heat stroke, Shen Xingwen couldn't help reaching out to pinch his cheek.

"Hmm..." Jiang Wensong frowned and avoided it. His skin would turn red after being in the sun for a long time, like a monkey's butt, which was really ugly.

The girls around were taking advantage of the rare break time to reapply sunscreen. Chen Taotao looked at the big lump of sunscreen squeezed in her hand and yelled, asking if there was any unapplied sisters around. Chen Taotao clicked her tongue in distress, then turned her head suddenly, got up and walked towards Jiang Wensong.

"Jiang Wensong." Chen Taotao called him by his name very bluntly.

"What the hell..." Jiang Wensong raised his head, before he could utter the word "well", he was snorted by Chen Taotao's hand wiping sunscreen.

"It's too much, I'll give it to you." Before evenly spreading it, Chen Taotao, who was afraid of being discovered by the instructor, quickly returned to her original position.

"Chen Maotao!" Jiang Wensong gritted his teeth angrily, feeling the stickiness on his face.

Chen Taotao was too sensitive to this title, she turned her head and glared at Jiang Wensong in the next second as a threat.

Shen Xingwen was sitting next to him, watching what happened, but he didn't hear what Qingjiang Wensong cursed in a low voice. Seeing Chen Taotao's distraught look, he tilted his head curiously and asked him what he said.

Jiang Wensong shook his head and said it was nothing, and angrily wiped the sunscreen on his face evenly, comforting himself, not to waste it.

Chen Taotao was born in the Mao family at home, and the family also paid attention to this, so the original name was Chen Maotao. Later, when Chen Taotao graduated from the sixth grade of elementary school, Chen Taotao cried, made trouble, hanged herself, and cried all day long to change her name. Her mother had no choice but dragged her She went and changed her name.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wen suddenly felt a little depressed again. His lost memories were intermittent. He clearly remembered the sesame-sized shit when he was young, but he forgot all the memories of the year when he came to the north to study in high school, leaving only some unknown things. meaningful objects.

What he would rather forget were those bad things when he was young, after all, who wants to remember that Chen Taotao's original name was Chen Maotao.

He Mingxu's company is right next to Jiang Wensong's company, and he feels that some things can only be described as coincidence these days.

Since Wang Haohao who was sitting on the side took a break, his eyes were almost glued to the girls next to him.

Wang Haohao felt from the bottom of his heart that the arrangement of the school's military training location was too perfect. He upheld the belief that he must fall in love once in college, and felt that this was an excellent opportunity given to him by God.

He watched for a long time and carefully stretched out his elbow to poke He Mingxu, "Brother Xu, look over there, there are all girls learning to dance, look at that figure!"

Originally relying on his strong willpower, He Mingxu didn't intend to look at his former first love anymore, so he only responded vaguely.

Who knew that Wang Haohao made a fuss again and let out a low voice, "Fuck, the boys in these dance classes are enjoying themselves too much!"

He Mingxu couldn't help raising his eyes to take a look when he heard the words.

It happened that Chen Taotao took his palm off Jiang Wensong's face.

"Heh." He Mingxu sneered and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Wang Haohao thought that He Mingxu was as hot-eyed as he was, and instantly felt the same hatred, "It's really disgusting, I usually can't even touch a little girl's little hand!"

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