Ah, are you also a sand sculpture?

During military training, I have to get up early and run in the morning every day.

This is undoubtedly a kind of torture for the students who live in classrooms, dormitories, and cafeterias all day long.What's more, the base is huge, running around the base three times is really fatal.

The first one who couldn't hold on was Zhang Xuan.With every step he took, the fat on his body went up and down like waves, and naturally it was much more strenuous than ordinary people.

But as a man, how can he fall down so easily?

No way, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to try to use Tsinghua University to divert his attention, and silently recited like a monk: "You can take the Tsinghua test after running... You can take the Tsinghua test after running..."

Chen Hua sneered: "You look strong, and you have a strong heart."

He was the one who was panting the most besides Zhang Xuan, and Zhu Yaozhui always felt that he would lose his breath in the next second and be suffocated to death on the spot.

However, seeing Bai Xiao's worried expression, he knew that he was not the only one who was worried.He deliberately lagged behind, stood shoulder to shoulder with Bai Xiao, and quietly asked, "Is Zhang Xuan okay?"

Bai Xiao shook his head hesitantly.

"Recently, the news about the sudden death of a student while running is all over the street. Let's pay attention. You keep an eye on Zhang Xuan, and I keep an eye on Chen Hua. If something goes wrong, stop immediately, you know?"

"Ah."

Zhu Yaozhu hurried back to Chen Hua's side.Perhaps because the body is used to high-intensity exercise, Chen Hua's condition looks much better than before, and he even has the energy to chat while running.

"You...huchi—huhu—haha—ha—does this sound...does it sound like that...film?"

Due to the intense exercise, the brain lacks oxygen, Zhu Yaozhu didn't react for a while, and blurted out a question: "What film?"

"It's... a film about how to have a baby... Oh! It's so boring, bloody and perverted, don't watch it!"

Chen Hua's indifferent face appeared in front of Zhu Yaozhui's eyes when they met for the first time.

——Why am I called the Yellow River?You will know later.

Sometimes, the indifference on the face is just to cover up the wretchedness in the bones.

This is the second day of military training, and the morning is the time to stand in a military posture without any change.The weather was perfect, neither melting sun nor rain.Instructor Hao led all the students in Class [-] under the shade of a tree, ready to start a happy paddling time.

Huang He hid behind Tong Hao and whispered to Yang Yu: "Do you feel that the way the instructor looks at us has changed... like, like looking at some delicate flowers?"

"Damn ghost!" Yang Yu shyly slapped Huang He. Before Huang He could say anything, he turned his head, covered his face, and said in a charming voice, "Listen to what you are talking about? real man!"

Liu Wuqi, who was immersed in his own world: "I have spent my entire life supporting you, I only hope that you will hold on and turn your gaze... Eh? Yang Yu? What's wrong with you?"

The class in the afternoon is to make dumplings or barbecue. As for what to learn, it depends on the luck of the monitor to draw lots.Under the pressure from the whole class, Qiu Yaqi jumped back and forth between the two lottery papers, fearing that she would draw the one that would disappoint the students.

Judging from today's weather, the goddess of luck is definitely guarding the 402-2 dormitory today.

It's BBQ.

Upon hearing the exciting good news, the students danced and walked happily towards the playground.

From a distance, you can see a row of barbecue grills standing in the center, each of which is polished to a sparkle, and put on a mattress, it can be directly moved to the dormitory as a bed.

Qiu Yaqi and Li Zhen gave everyone a small steamed bun, a small packet of meat, a few slices of lettuce, a few slices of potatoes, two chicken wings, and six or seven bamboo sticks.

Zhang Xuan pulled Zhu Yaozhu aside and bit his ear: "What do you think that kid Li Zhen is going to join in the fun with? He actually sent out my chicken wings. Do you want to hold grudges like this? I specially picked the two youngest... It will take a lot of work!"

Zhu Yaozhui: "He is the deputy class."

"what!"

Hearing this news, the boys were all shocked.Cai Junfan hurriedly ran to him with two short legs, grabbed his arm, and a lot of questions fell to the ground like beans: "When did it happen? You How did you know? Who chose it? Why didn't he tell us? Is it true? Is it true? Is it true!"

boiled.

Facing this stormy inquiry, Zhu Yaozhui brushed the other party's hand away from his arm very naturally, with a very cold heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Just now." Thinking of Teacher Tang, he was puzzled and asked him in a little surprise, "Is there still a sub-class in the class?" ', the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "The homeroom teacher read a post about the vice-president of a certain class on the Internet, and realized that there should be a sub-class in the class, so he chose it according to the report card."

A large group of boys beside him burst into laughter, and the group of demons danced wildly, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Due to years of service in the army, the instructors are used to living a life of innocence and desire, and are not very good at grilling skewers.In order to take care of them, the flowers of the motherland, the base specially invited a certain professor to teach the little bunnies how to barbecue.

Although I don't understand why the professor would study barbecue instead of cancer, the students were very excited.

Especially Yang Yu.

While others were listening carefully to how the professor tore the steamed buns into two pieces and made sure that they would not fall off during baking, he squatted in the corner and happily inserted the chicken wings into the bamboo sticks.

While others were trying to learn how the professor fanned the charcoal fire to the optimum temperature with a fan made of newspaper, Yang Yu squatted in the corner, irritably poking a bamboo stick into the tattered chicken wings.

When others were trying to imitate the professor by wrapping the meat with lettuce and coating it with various sauces, and then taking out the meat and putting it on a stick, Yang Yu squatted in the corner and thought about eating it raw Feasibility of chicken wings.

The number of barbecue grills is limited, and instructors use dormitories as units, and each dormitory is assigned a barbecue grill.Although Zhu Yaoshi is a child of a wealthy family, he has been doing housework since he was a child and knows a little bit of everything, so the skewer went smoothly, and he was the first to be on the grill.

Yang Yu on the side looked jealous, stacked two chicken wings together, raised the bamboo stick and stuck it hard.He looked at the skewered chicken wings happily and thought they were perfect, so he also wanted to put them on the grill to grill.

Huang He was disdainful: "What's wrong? Are you going to put the bamboo sticks on the shelf? Then you just stick the chicken wings directly into the charcoal. I, Chen Huajing, you are a man!"

Yang Yu asked with some joy in his confusion: "Can it still be like this?"

"What? Look down on those who put meat on carbon?"

It is Liu Wuqi.A piece of his meat fell into the charcoal fire through the gap of the barbecue grill. The sadness in his heart was worse than the loss of his beloved son from a white-haired man to a black-haired man. He looked very haggard and aged for more than an hour in an instant. Bar.

Yellow River: "Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack..."

On the other hand, another group of boys is not the same as them.Several people have a clear division of labor, fanning the fan, grilling the barbecue, a faint warmth enveloped the surroundings.

The brilliance of motherhood shines on the five people.

Legend has it that meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas, killing Buddhas and killing Yu Wuwu, the boss of a lieutenant colonel who is best at toughness, puts down his body and squats under a tree to string lettuce.The picture was both weird and harmonious. Anyway, Zhu Yaozhu couldn't express the complicated feelings in his heart.

The class that got the dumpling-making class will end the get out of class earlier.Not long after, two little boys rushed over happily, one carrying a bowl of dumplings, and the other rolled up his sleeves to help with the barbecue.

Zhu Yaozhui looked at them and sneered in his heart.He has always hated school bullying, let alone what happened.

Tang Yu held up a bunch of beautifully skewered meat skewers to show off from door to door.When Cai Junfan and his team were in the group, they were attracted by the atmosphere at home, so they couldn't help asking a few more questions.

He is a little face blind, which belongs to the kind of level that can leave some impressions after seeing it once, but can only recognize people by guessing when they meet again.So the first time I saw Tong Hao's younger brother, I couldn't tell whether it was my student or not.

"Student, are you from our class? I don't think I've seen you before."

Zhu Yaozhui watched secretly with squinting eyes, for fear that the younger brother would have a bad temper and contradict and beat the teacher in public.When the younger brother raised his hand, he quickly grabbed the kitchen knife and entered the first-level alert state.

However, the younger brother just wiped the sweat from his forehead, and casually said respectfully to Teacher Tang: "Teacher, my name is Zhao Wenzheng, and I am a student in the eighth class next door. Mr. Tong... No, Tong Hao is me." A good friend of mine, he is a little unwell, just as our class is over, so come over to help."

"Hmph—" Zhu Yaozhui put the kitchen knife back in place, turned around, absentmindedly sprinkled cumin on the meat skewers, and made Chen Hua cough until he choked.

Tong Hao glanced at him.

Teacher Tang said with a smile: "That's it. If Tong Hao is really uncomfortable, go back to the dormitory to rest first."

"No, no, I just helped him sit under the tree over there."

He wanted to give some more instructions, but happened to see the dejected Yang Yu and the horrific chicken wings in his hand, and laughed out loud.

"It's so big, have you never grilled chicken wings?"

Yang Yu: "My dad baked it. After the roast is finished, remove the stick, put it on the plate and eat it."

“Such BBQ has no soul at all!”

Zhang Xuan let out a sigh from the soul.

Looking left and right, he saw the person he was looking for at a glance.Teacher Tang put the meat skewers in front of Zhu Yaozhui's eyes, patted him on the shoulder and asked him to bake them for him, and then went to teach Yang Yu how to skewer chicken wings.

To be honest, Zhu Yaozhui has never cherished a string of pork so much since he grew up so big.He carefully brushed a layer of oil on each piece of meat and set it down in the best position of the fire.

"Teacher, do you want to eat spicy food?"

Tang Yu nodded with his back turned to him.From Zhu Yaozhu's perspective, only a few thin white fingers could be seen, and the oil on the chicken wings slid down the back of the hand, splashing a flower on the ground.

"Clap."

The author has something to say: Zhu Yaozhu: I think Yang Yu's chicken wings are more fragrant than mine.

Yang Yu (horrified)