Pretending to be A's nemesis is too sweet

The whole day was spent in the boring and tiring military posture, and finally got through the evening, Da Ben only felt that his legs were going to be useless.

It's only been a day...

Da Ben was not the only one who was directly tired.It was time for dinner, but most of the students moved into the cafeteria with each other's support, and they didn't even have the strength to grab the food.

Little Fatty? He slumped on the bench, tilted his head weakly, and asked Fade Chen who was also slumped beside him: "... Where is your plate?"

Fade Chen didn't even have the strength to turn his head, and just stared at the ceiling dully: "...Give...Give Wei Shucheng... help me cook..."

"Oh..." Da Ben barely moved his sore arm, turned his head to the other side, trying to find out who was in the cooking team, "My... was taken away by Brother Li..."

"...Really..." Fade Chen was so angry, "...Baba is a good person..."

"...I found it..." Da Ben's voice became a little louder, "Squad leader...you see..."

Fade Chen moved his neck with difficulty, and followed Da Ben's line of sight to look over.

I saw that Ba Ba was like an acrobat at this time, with three dinner plates on his left arm and three dinner plates on his right arm, walking back cautiously.

Fade Chen was so tired that his brain was a little dull. After watching it for a long time, he said weakly: "...Baba is really a good person..."

No? Do you know when? Qin Miaomiao, who fell across from Fade Chen, added: "...a good guy and a bully... still in good spirits... that's great..."

"That's right..." Lu Ping, who was next to Qin Miaomiao, also echoed, "...He and the chairman are still being punished to stand up..."

Qin Miaomiao: "By the way... I only hate that my phone was confiscated... otherwise this morning... what a good material..."

Lu Ping continued to echo: "Yes...what a good material..."

After hearing this, Fade Chen turned his eyes back with difficulty, and glanced at Lu Ping: "...you are also eating sugar machine???"

Lu Ping lay down on the table and snorted through his nose.

Several people were talking weakly, when Qin Miaomiao straightened her waist suddenly as if she was bleeding, and then quickly collapsed from strength: "...In my lifetime, I can actually see He Papi serving me meals..."

Da Ben: "...He Papi?"

Lu Ping snorted in a nasal voice: "The student union doesn't dare to call people around? Soft-handed..."

Qin Miaomiao clicked her tongue: "This candy is mixed with glass shards, and it's designed to cut us working singles..."

Jiang Li didn't hear the people who collapsed together muttering and communicating with each other, and put the plate on the table, he stretched out his hand and pulled Da Ben up: "...Get up and eat."

The tone is like a father telling his son to get up.

Song Xidang'er Ben sat up obediently: "Thank you, Brother Li."

Lu Ping moved the stewed meat on the plate, and changed the subject: "It's unbelievable, I want more later? Let's watch literary films together."

"It's hard to disagree," Qin Miaomiao continued, "Wouldn't it be better to leave us some free time?"

Chairman He was not interested in their topic. He glanced at the time and asked, "Coke or? Fanta?"

Jiang Li thought for a while: "...Coke."

He Yun nodded, turned around and went to the commissary.

"...What is Perseus?" Wei Shucheng also came back with a meal, "I've been hearing people talking about this since morning."

As soon as he mentioned this, Fade Chen got excited, and suddenly his feet hurt? Did his hands feel sore: "Meteor shower, shooting star, meteor shower, have you heard of it?"

Wei Shucheng nodded: "Of course I have."

Not only have I heard it, but two points were deducted because of it at the end of the last semester.

"There will be a meteor shower near the Perseids in the last few nights," Fade Chen waved his spoon, "The military training base is some distance away from the city, the light pollution is about zero, and the stars are very visible at night... I plan to sneak out every night to have a look." coming."

"..." Rao Wei Shucheng is usually very honest, but now he was a little moved by what he said, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Aren't you? Aren't you afraid of being caught by the instructor?"

"What's there to be afraid of!" Fade Chen waved his hand, and almost stepped on the stool and shouted, "Meteor shower, this shop will be gone after passing this village, for a lifetime? Can't stop me!"

Da Ben couldn't help but followed and agreed: "Yes, maybe in a lifetime? Just once."

Wei Shu admitted that he really thought about it, and then said: "But I heard... Last year, a senior who slipped out after turning off the lights was caught by the instructor. Stay here to clean up the place... Are you really scared?"

So Fade Chen, who couldn't be stopped even by mountains of swords and fire, was stopped by his military posture and cleaning the venue.

"Actually, if you really want to go, don't you? Don't worry too much," Lu Ping said, "There must be some? Many couples secretly want to sneak out at night to make a wish on the shooting star, to fall in love... just like this kind of romantic things. "

No one noticed that the school bully who had been silent all this time quietly pricked up his ears.

Can he...

Da Ben: "What time does it say on the news? After ten o'clock in the evening, right?"

"Yes," Qin Miaomiao laughed, "How many couples do you think the instructor will catch this year?"

Lu Ping: "A pack of spicy sticks, at least three pairs."

Wei Shucheng didn't intend to join the gamble. He looked at the two untouched meals on the table and asked, "Who is this? Chairman and...?"

"Lin Xuan," Qin Miaomiao said, looking back at the entrance of the cafeteria, "What kind of mats are left for the special training class? I guess it hasn't been finished yet."

Lu Ping took a look: "It's been 10 minutes, right? Is it in the afternoon?...Eh? Why are there so many people there?"

No? After several other people looked over, I heard Lu Ping continue: "I saw Lin Xuan..."

The tall sports minister's face was covered with sweat, with a bottle of ice water in his hand, he tilted his butt beside Jiang Li, raised his arm and wiped his sweat: "This damn weather...it's going to heat you to death..."

Qin Miaomiao didn't care if Lin Xuan was going to be heated to death: "Lin Xuan, what are you doing over there?"

"A canteen?" Lin Xuan took a sip of ice water first, smacked his lips, and then glanced at Jiang Li before saying, "...someone is confessing."

"Yohoo!"

The attention of the people on the table was immediately attracted, Qin Miaomiao asked, "Who is it?"

If I confessed on the first day of military training, if I failed, if I was assigned to the same group to do activities in the next few days, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Young Master Lin, who has always been active in gossip, is a bit hesitant today: "...it's just the girl in your eighth class."

"He Qian from our class?" Qin Miaomiao didn't notice Lin Xuan's strangeness, "Who are you with? No? Will you be with the chairman?"

Lin Xuan glanced at Jiang Li again: "...um."

"How many times has this happened? The third time?" Lu Ping didn't realize it for a while, "It's also persistent."

A gust of hot wind mixed with a vague heckling sound came in from outside, accompanied by the humming of the old fan above his head, which disturbed Jiang Li for no reason.

Like accidentally biting an unripe persimmon, or eating an orange that was picked by force?

Mixed with unexpected little panic, it is astringent and sour.

Da Ben was keenly aware of the subtle changes in his elder brother? He tried to change the topic: "Hey, the chairman has rejected her twice, and this time I guess it will still fail."

"Well... He Qian is going all out." Fade Chen swallowed the food in his mouth, "The first two times were all in private..."

Then he successfully received the wink from Da Ben, and changed the topic: "Of course, there is no difference between He Qianqian's private and public. If the chairman rejects her again, he will probably give up."

Jiang Li met He Qianqian several times in school before.

Omega's palm-sized face has exquisite facial features, waist-length hair, and two shallow dimples on his cheeks when he smiles, bringing the word "sweet" to the extreme.

Textbook sweet O.

"That's right," Qin Miaomiao also added a patch after recalling it, "He Papi just doesn't like He Qian's type."

Still didn’t feel right? Lu Ping, who was right, inadvertently added another knife: “But the chairman is not interested, maybe this time…”

However, before he finished speaking, he saw many people pouring in from the entrance of the cafeteria.

Also pouring in at the same time? There are countless gossip conversations.

"Do you feel sorry for my sister? The chairman is so cruel."

"God's fucking cleanliness."

"The chairman still? Saved face for her, and didn't say that I hate you or anything."

"Three times, He? Qian should give up this time, right?"

"I don't want to give up, don't I? I know, sadness is certain."

The number of onlookers was not small, and a few people probably could tell what happened from the loud noise.

When the chairman was checking out at the canteen, He Qianqian called a group of good sisters to cheer, and stopped the chairman with a bottle of juice.

Then there's the traditional 'I like you as my boyfriend'.

The chairman glanced at the things in her hand, and said in a calm tone, "...Sorry, I have a cleansing habit, don't you? Drink other people's things."

Then He Qian ran away with tears in her eyes, and all the little sisters failed to catch up.

The two girls sitting at the table behind Qin Miaomiao learned their conversation vividly and vividly, perfectly reenacting the situation at that time.

Still? No? Waiting for them to continue discussing at this table, Chairman He, who is obsessed with cleanliness, came back with a can of Coke in his left hand and a grilled sausage in his right.

"Bah—" There was a soft sound when the can was pulled open.

Sitting opposite, He Yun pushed the Coke to Jiang Li's hand, and then passed the sausage over naturally: "Open your mouth."

The school bully subconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite.

The knot that had been stuck in his throat from just now dissipated inexplicably.

Alpha looked at the boy's slightly puffed cheeks, and raised his eyebrows.

"...It's okay," the young man understood his eyes, and replied vaguely, "It's just a little cold."

Chairman He, who is obsessed with cleanliness, snorted and took a bite too.

"...It's a bit cold."

The entire conversation did not exceed twenty or ten words, but it revealed a tacit understanding that no one else could match.

He stared at the other people at the same table in a daze.

Oh, it turns out that this is also considered cleanliness.

The author has something to say: He Yun: [Selective Cleanliness.jpg]

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So how many couples can the instructor catch?

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good night

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感谢在2021-01-0501:15:36~2021-01-0703:32:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: ★1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of miu; 2 bottles of Ling;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!