I Was Reborn After the College Entrance Examination

Youth is a mistake again and again.

However, even if you try it again, some mistakes will still be made again.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon is surprisingly round.

On the radio, Wang Fei’s new album "When Will There Be a Bright Moon" was played in a loop.

Wang Fei's voice is beautiful, with an indescribable tenderness.

However, Zhou Yuwen and the others couldn't realize it. Six people in their dormitory, plus six people in Pan Zhen's dormitory, were all fined to run laps on the campus.

I thought I would remember a big demerit, but I didn't expect to be punished so lightly.

Liu Yuyang was fierce just now, but now he is a little scared.

"Lao Zhou, you said if we stabbed it up, would we be recorded as a big offense."

"Yeah, what do you say if the instructor reports us?"

Zhou Yuwen said: "If you really want to report us, you won't let us run laps."

"what?"

Zhou Yuwen said to run the lap well.

The Chaoshan classmate who sells meatballs is very guilty, and his nose is a little sour and said: "I'm sorry, I blame me, I'm the one who caused you!"

Everyone didn't know what to say for his apology, because it was impulsive just now, but now I think about it, if it is really a serious offense, it would be a terrible thing.

Even Liu Yuyang was thinking that he had to let his father know about this, and he might have broken his leg.

At this time, Zhou Yuwen, who had never spoken much, gave a chuckle.

"Everyone is a group. When Pan Zhen says you, it is equivalent to talking about us," Zhou Yuwen patted Chaoshan classmates on the shoulder, and then said: "Besides, I actually want to beat Pan Zhen. "

Zhou Yuwen's words immediately caused everyone to laugh.

"Look at him early!"

"Do it again, Laozi will beat him!"

"Damn! That's cool!"

Zhou Yuwen, the group of people, looked at Pan Zhen and his group running behind them, laughing.

And Pan Zhen and his group, who followed behind, looked at their malicious gazes and felt insulted. Pan Zhen yelled, "Brothers! We can't run behind them!"

"Yes! Lost to them in a fight! You can't even run!"

"Who said Laozi lost! Laozi also gave the opponent two punches!"

The classmates in Pan Zhen's class also refused to admit defeat, and they just wanted to find a place on the run.

And Zhou Yuwen dismissed this group of people. If you lose, you lose, and you still want to find a place? Rubbish!

The two groups sighed at each other in the empty schoolyard.

Okay ah?

Start running like a girl!

Twisting is not decent!

"Cut~"

The last person who ran was covered in sweat, and then took off his shirt and threw it to the other side, who was unconvinced and threw it over.

In fact, there are no bad people, after all, they are all just grown-up children.

"Damn! Laozi let you run, do you think the penalty is light? Give Laozi another trouble, run Laozi all night!" The instructor yelled when he came back to see this scene.

More than a dozen old men ran laps naked in the moonlight.

At this time, Zhou Yuwen can really count as a little bit of leadership in the class, and their group, compared to the average class, is also more cordial.

I can't remember that it started at seven o'clock, it started at eight o'clock, and I ran to more than nine o'clock, and I only felt sore in my waist and back.

Gao Yang said he could eat a cow when he was hungry.

Some people say that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the base has made a big meal, let's go there quickly.

The eyes of a few elders brightened and rushed to the cafeteria, only to find that the dinner in the cafeteria was over long ago, and all that was left was a mess of pots and pans.

"Lao Zhou! I found half a bottle of Lao Ganma on this table!"

"Mantou! I saw Mantou!"

A group of starving ghosts reborn and rushed into the canteen for dinner, shocking the classmates who hadn't left yet.

Gao Yang took the stainless steel basin to the window and asked if there were any steamed buns.

Fortunately, the steamed buns have been steamed a lot, so they are full.

But the dishes are gone, only the soup is left.

"Meat! There is meat! There is meat in this potato skin fried potato!" Gao Yang excitedly picked up a small piece of shredded pork and showed off over there.

Liu Yuyang glanced at the shredded pork in front of him, without saying anything, opened his mouth, chewing and chewing.

Gao Yang was dumbfounded.

Then Liu Yuyang nodded: "It's meat!"

"Ah~~!" A sad cry resounded across the sky.

It was already nine o'clock when Zhou Yuwen and the others came over, and the Mid-Autumn Festival party had already ended.

You can only order vegetable juice for steamed buns, or Lao Gan Ma.

A group of six people on Zhou Yuwen's side were sitting there, chewing on steamed buns.

The Chaoshan classmate was named Hou Mingming, a little thin, but not short, and he was quite fair. He really said seriously that it was the first time someone fought for him.

"When it's over, I invite you to eat Chaoshan meatballs!"

Zhou Yuwen is no longer in love. Although he is very physically fit, he is indeed very tired today.

"I don't want to eat Chaoshan meatballs. I heard that your beef is good." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Yes, beef hot pot! I don't eat any meatballs!"

"Yep!"

A group of people clamored to eat hot pot, Hou Mingming said that waiting for the end of the military training! What do you want to eat!

So Zhou Yuwen got up, held up a half glass of boiled water, came, let's take one!

Go one! .

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