After rebirth, my friend's mother became my maid

The evening breeze was blowing, and people were coming and going on the first road into the campus. On the left was a wasteland full of insects and birds, and on the right was an open-air sports area.

Even at night, the basketball court and football field are crowded with people. The only difference is that on the basketball court, a group of young men are actually playing basketball. On the football field, it is different. There are couples holding hands and talking about love, and some people playing games.

They play various sports, but none of them play football.

I don’t know whether it’s because no one wants to play football, or because these people at the football field are occupying the space of those who want to play football.

Zhang Zhiming and Liu Shishi were walking side by side. Liu Shishi happily told Zhang Zhiming many interesting things that happened in their dormitory. She said that Li Jing was very nice but her farts smelled bad. There was also a roommate with whom she had a bad relationship. She asked Zhang Zhiming how to deal with it.

Good relationship.

Zhang Zhiming said he didn't understand either.

"How stupid!"

Liu Shishi laughed at Zhang Zhiming. The breeze ruffled her long, straight black hair. She stretched out her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears and smiled at Zhang Zhiming: "I'll teach you when I learn it!"

Zhang Zhiming did not answer her, but smiled and waved "bye".

Liu Shishi realized that she had walked downstairs to the girls' dormitory unknowingly.

"Bye!" Liu Shishi waved her green arms lightly, then turned around and headed to the dormitory building.

After walking a few steps, she turned around and looked back. Zhang Zhiming had already left without looking back. Liu Shishi mustered up her courage and texted Zhang Zhiming, "See you tomorrow!"

But after waiting for several minutes and not getting his reply, Liu Shishi suddenly remembered that she had been pestering Zhang Zhiming today, so he hadn't paid the phone bill yet, so he couldn't see the message she sent.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the campus night radio started playing music, and Zhang Zhiming hummed along.

"Maybe I can give up before I can get close to you."

"You will remember me only if I don't see you again."

"..."

When Zhang Zhiming returned to the dormitory, a strong smell of hot pot and beer hit his nostrils, which was very overpowering. The three culprits had already fallen asleep, probably because they were drunk.

Zhang Zhiming quickly opened the balcony door to ventilate the room. The two beds near the balcony were Lu Chenghao's on the left and Chen Min's on the right.

When passing by, Zhang Zhiming saw the quilt on the bed on the right rising and falling.

Zhang Zhiming was even more speechless. This cheap guy didn't know how to go to the toilet. Aren't he afraid that someone would be embarrassed if he found out? Drunk men are really scary.

"Oh, you three sloppy guys, I will have to move home sooner or later."

Youth is noisy, and every light in the university has its own dull and passionate four years. The four years in dormitory 404 have also begun.

.......

The next day, the freshmen's military training officially started. The instructor of Class 1, Business Administration, was a veteran. When he arrived, he immediately made a show of force and told the whole class to stand alone all morning.

However, after standing there for an hour, the instructor allowed the girls to move around freely, and soon after, he disappeared and wandered off to who knows where.

There were several boys who kept making small talk and complaining, saying that it was unfair for instructors to be bullies, and that they must be a woman in their next life to enjoy preferential treatment.

Zhang Zhiming can also understand their current mentality. Military training is a trivial matter, but the girls have been liberated, and the instructors don't know where to go. The difference is suddenly too great, and he feels uncomfortable.

It happened that Zhang Zhiming didn't want to stand very much, so he asked, "Brothers, do you want to relax a little bit?"

"Of course I do." The boys replied sparsely, all of them looking as weak as if they hadn't eaten.

Zhang Zhiming discussed with them and said: "Since you want to relax, then select a few people to look out. If the instructor never comes, rotate them every half an hour, and the others can move around freely."

"Come on, it would be terrible if the instructor finds out."

"It can't be discovered. As long as there are no moles among us, it will be fine."

Zhang Zhiming knew very well that in his previous life, he was not the deputy squad leader like he is now, and no one would pay attention to him. He slept in the dormitory for a week during the fourteenth day of military training.

In the first week, the instructor was stunned and didn't notice that he didn't go to the military training. When he was found out in the second week, he made an excuse and said he had a headache that day and only escaped for one day. He was punished by running a few laps and then he was fine.

Later, when I asked my roommates, I found out that in the first week, Instructor Goubi took the female students in the class to play basketball and badminton every day, without training them at all.

The real training started in the second week when the old man was replaced by a stubborn new recruit.

But even though Zhang Zhiming said so, no one made any move and just stood there obediently.

"You guys are really giving up. I don't care about you anymore. I'm going to rest. Don't snitch on me then."

Zhang Zhiming left these words behind and planned to sit in a shady place under a tree not far away for a while.

Zhou Aoao saw that Zhang Zhiming really left, so he didn't care about anything and stepped forward and followed: "Brother Ming, I also want to relax!"

"Damn it, you two are really not afraid of death." Lu Chenghao felt it was a bit fun and exciting, so he followed along happily.

Chen Mindong looked around for a long time, hesitated for a while, and then caught up with the three of them: "You guys should also wait for me."

With the four early birds, the others naturally became excited. Gradually, the crowd gathered towards Zhang Zhiming and the others, and everyone ran to the big tree to enjoy the shade.

"You are all here. What if the instructor comes and arrests the whole class at once?" Zhang Zhiming said with a frown.

A boy named Lei Yaoyang asked with a smile: "Can it be done as you said before?"

"Then you should go watch the wind." Zhang Zhiming said.

"Why don't you go watch the wind? Why do you ask us to go?"

Someone in the crowd questioned Zhang Zhiming's words. Zhang Zhiming followed the voice and looked over. It was Zhao Ziqiang who was competing with Lu Chenghao for deputy squad leader.

"What the hell, I'm the deputy squad leader, responsible for managing the boys, and I came up with the methods. If anything goes wrong, I'm the first person responsible. What's wrong with me having some privileges?"

Zhang Zhiming cursed and let them decide who should go to look out first.

After a while, the four people in Zhao Ziqiang's dormitory were selected as the first group to watch. Zhao Ziqiang muttered secretly: "The squad leader is amazing, and he has special privileges."

"Can you please stop blathering? You want to enjoy but don't want to pay. Everything is yours."

Lei Yaoyang scolded Zhao Ziqiang. After getting along with him for a few days, he was really dissatisfied with his roommate. He was like a bitch all day long, worrying about every pressing matter.

Relatively speaking, he thinks Zhang Zhiming is a pretty good person. He dares to think and do things. He goes to rest immediately when he says he wants to rest.

Zhao Ziqiang wanted to retaliate, but then he remembered Lei Yaoyang's fleshy body that he had seen in the dormitory before. He felt a little weak, so he decided to let it go: "I don't want to be like this kind of brainless muscular man."

After the four watchmen separated, Zhao Ziqiang quietly walked to the small square. There were ten table tennis tables on the small square. Zhao Ziqiang heard the voices of the girls in the class laughing and joking.

When I turned around, I saw that the instructor had brought the girls to the table tennis court to play table tennis.

"Fuck, this piece of garbage is picking on people." Zhao Ziqiang spat, angrily sitting on the steps and watching, wishing he could replace this instructor himself.

Suddenly, after Zhao Ziqiang was silent for a while, he thought of a way that could not only stop the instructor from playing with the girls, but also rectify Zhang Zhiming, who had always been unhappy.