The instructor of Zhou Yuwen's class is from the south. He is not very tall, has dark skin, and his body is full of skill. He doesn't talk a lot, but it hurts to hit people.

When the military training first started, many students in the class hated him. They frankly said that after the military training was over, they surrounded him for a while. After getting along for a while, everyone felt that the instructors were actually pretty good. But the heart is kind.

In fact, with regard to the question of whether instructors train boys or girls, each has its own advantages. All instructors feel that girls are obedient and gentle, and they may take advantage of them. However, in actual training, male instructors cannot be integrated into the circle of girls.

But the boy circle is very well integrated with the instructor. Liu Yuyang asked the instructor if he had a partner. The instructor said no. Liu Yuyang said that's fine. I will introduce my sister to you.

The dark-skinned instructor rarely blushed.

Made the entire military training class laugh.

In this way, the painful and happy life of military training came to an end unconsciously. On the twenty-fourth day, which is the last day of military training, I spent half a day in the afternoon to pack things, and I will leave this military training base tomorrow.

When bidding farewell to the instructor, some students cried out inexplicably.

The instructor said with disdain, what to cry? Laozi takes a class of students every year. What is there to cry? Quickly pack things and get out!

Pack your things in the afternoon, and there will be a bus tomorrow morning to pick them up back to school.

In the evening, there will be a performance of students and instructors, showing the perfect end of the military training. School leaders and city leaders will come to watch.

Zhou Yuwen was fine in the afternoon to practice guitar in the dormitory. Someone asked what song Zhou Yuwen sang.

Zhou Yuwen said that it will be kept secret for the time being. Actually, Zhou Yuwen doesn't know what songs to sing.

The students in the dormitory crowded into the cafeteria to watch TV. This is the only joy of military training.

"Great God, where is it?" Zheng Weiwei sent a message to Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen said that he would practice singing in the dormitory and perform at night.

"I have some canned fruit here, do you want to eat it?" Zheng Weiwei asked.

During the military training, all materials are precious. Zhou Yuwen sent a message and asked: "I miss me, do you want to see me?"

When Zheng Weiwei saw the news, she couldn't help but smiled shyly: "Who wants to see you? Don't eat it."

"Don't, I'll eat. You bring me here." Zhou Yuwen

"Huh? I haven't been to the boys' dormitory, isn't it great?"

"It's okay, you pass it to me outside the window." Zhou Yuwen said.

Zheng Weiwei thought for a long time. It was a long time since I saw Zhou Yuwen. I really missed him a little bit. The main reason is that the meeting time with Zhou Yuwen was too short. After a long time, Zheng Weiwei a little forgot what Zhou Yuwen looked like.

After thinking for a long time, I hurried out with the canned yellow peaches sent by my roommate from home.

"Weiwei, where are you going?" Zhao Erxi asked.

"I'll go out for a while and be back soon."

Today is the last half day of military training. During this half day, there are almost no people in the dormitory. They all go out to say goodbye to the instructor or watch TV in the cafeteria. There are only three or five people in the dormitory.

In the hot September, the dormitory does not even have an air conditioner at this time, only an old fan, squeaking the wind over there.

Zhou Yuwen took the guitar in the dormitory and didn't know what to play, so he played Mr. Song's "Miss Dong".

This song hasn't come out yet, Zhou Yuwen didn't even think about using it to make money, it was just a practice. Mainly Zhou Yuwen really liked this song. I don't know how many times I have listened to it in his previous life.

On this parting day, it's quite suitable.

So those may not be true, Miss Dong.

Who will comfort the ignorant boy tirelessly,

Fall in love with a wild horse,

But there is no grassland in my house.

This makes me feel desperate, Miss Dong~

"Great God, Great God~" By the window, a little girl with a ponytail smiled sweetly, showing six millet teeth. Zhou Yuwen looked here.

Zheng slightly shook the canned yellow peaches in his hand.

"I brought you canned food." Zheng Wei said with a smile.

Zhou Yuwen saw Zheng Weiwei and was overjoyed. He put down his guitar and walked over, smiling and asking, "How do you know where my dormitory is?"

"Ah, I just walked here, and then I listened to this music, so I wanted to come over and listen to it, but it was you! Great God, did you write this song yourself? You are so talented!" Zheng Weiwei pointed at Zhou Yuwen was full of admiration.

Zhou Yuwen sat by the window, Zheng Weiwei held up the canned yellow peaches, Zhou Yuwen took it, and looked condescendingly at Zheng Weiwei outside the window. Today, she was wearing a white floral skirt with a small piece tied up. Mawei is very girlish. Zhou Yuwen asked her if she didn't need to wear a military uniform. Zheng Wei smiled and said that the instructor would ignore it on the last day of the day. .

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