Lei Feng System

After some tossing, the teenagers' feelings became much more harmonious, but Zhang Wei was a little out of place with everyone. Although Han Zhuoyu speaks few, but his temperament is very clean, with an inexplicable affinity, on the contrary, he is the most popular.

"Although there are few girls in our class, the quality is quite high. Looking at the fourth girl in the front row, she is definitely at the school level." Xue Ming gestured an S to the girl's graceful back.

Not waiting for Han Zhuoyu's reaction, Instructor Luo's sharp gaze slashed Xue Ming severely, and he shrank his neck in horror.

"I taught you how to salute in the morning, and now I teach you the standing posture. The standing posture is also known as "out of the army". It is the first lesson for soldiers. It can be said to be the mother of all military actions. Everyone is optimistic. Separate your feet sixty degrees, keep your feet straight, your thumbs attached to the second joint of your index finger, and your hands will naturally hang down tightly..." Instructor Luo explained while demonstrating. In the end, he concluded, "Three positives, three flats, three ties, two flats, two stickers, and one top. Remember this formula."

"Yes!" the trainees replied with full anger.

"Stand at attention!" Instructor Luo ordered the majesty, and then looked at the watch on his wrist, "From now on, I will stand for an hour. Someone who is unqualified will be punished by me for more than three times. The belt has to be plugged into me. , So that you can straighten your back!" He kicked two bundles of one-meter long bamboo poles beside the kick.

The trainees numb their scalp and quickly raised their heads and abdomen.

Instructor Luo patrolled row by row, showing satisfaction when his eyes fell on Han Zhuoyu. The young man stood upright like a green pine, with his chin slightly raised, looking straight ahead, showing his heroic posture. Unprepared, he walked over and pulled the boy's hand close to his side. The boy shook, but his hand was firmly stuck to his side.

"Yes. The hand is very tight." Instructor Luo's serious face finally showed a smile and continued to walk to the next row. After a round of inspections, the two boys were corrected three times in a row, and a bamboo pole was inserted behind them, which made everyone want to laugh.

But as time goes by, no one looks at the military posture with a fun and relaxed attitude. The weather in September still has a hint of scorching heat. In the early morning, I didn’t feel that when the sun rose into the middle of the day, the bright yellow sun poured down my head and face, and even the air was transpired and twisted. There was a groan from a nearby tree, which made people feel impatient.

The sweat was absorbed by the military cap, and after being over-saturated, it flowed down the hair to the face, choking into the eyes and mouth and nose. The salty and sticky taste was almost suffocating. Xue Ming felt that he was about to collapse. He wanted to wipe his sweat but didn't dare to raise his hand, so he glanced at him secretly.

Han Zhuoyu was also sweating, but his posture was as straight as the beginning. He stood at the top of the row and was the most eye-catching. The instructors of other classes also noticed this child and used him as a teaching template.

"There is still half an hour! Keep going!" Instructor Luo sat in the shade of the playground, unscrewing a bottle of steaming ice water and pouring it into his mouth in a leisurely and outrageous posture.

Han Zhuoyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the fourth girl in the front row by mistake. There was a beeping beep in her mind, and it seemed that she could not hold it anymore. After a few more minutes, the tweet became loud and rapid, causing him to look at it again.

"Han Zhuoyu, what are you looking at? Look at the beauties? Would you like to stand in front of you? I will let you see enough!" Noting the boy's strangeness, Instructor Luo yelled.

The students sighed.

Han Zhuoyu immediately retracted his gaze.

After a few more minutes, the rushing tweet stopped abruptly, and the girl in the front row bent her legs and feet, and she was about to fall to the ground. Han Zhuoyu stepped reflexively to pick him up, squeezing Xue Ming and the other two boys away. The neat team suddenly became a mess.

"Report the instructor, someone fainted!" a girl shouted.

The girl lay down on her back in the arms of the boy, the military cap dropped down, revealing a beautiful face, unfamiliar eyebrows, a straight nose, graceful but slightly pale lips, and two sickly lumps near her cheeks. Red, breathing with eyes closed and panting slightly, pitiful and cute.

The eyes of the boy who came closer looked straight.

"I have a heat stroke, immediately take her to the infirmary." Instructor Luo lined up the crowd and ordered after looking at the girl's face.

Han Zhuoyu picked up the girl and walked towards the infirmary.

"Stand up for me!" Instructor Luo reorganized the team, staring at the teenager's back and ridiculed, "It's really pity, Xiangxiyu, I knew the beauty was going to faint, turn such a big curve to pick it up. This restless adolescence!"

The students snorted, especially Xue Ming, who was squeezed away, and the other two boys laughed the most.

"Laugh or laugh, laugh and add another hour!"

The students shut up quickly.

Liao Manni only fainted for a minute and then gradually woke up. She felt her body hanging in the air, as if she was being held in her arms. What penetrated her nose was not the smell of fishy sweat, but the faint fragrance of grass, interspersed with her underarms and legs. The bent arms are very stable and bring an unparalleled sense of security. She opened her eyes slightly, and what caught her eyes was a face that was half-clear and half-ambiguous against the sun, and the faint shadows outlined the handsome facial features of the young man.

She blushed, struggling to get to the ground.

"Can you go?" The boy's voice was as soft as moonlight, and as cold as moonlight.

Liao Manni tried to walk two steps, her feet high and the other low like cotton.

"Let me hug you." The boy hugged the girl into his arms again and walked calmly towards the infirmary.

Liao Manni felt that her mind was completely burnt, and she looked at the impeccable profile of the young man stupidly. She didn't know how she entered the infirmary or how she passed out.

"Hey, I have a beautiful blessing today! How does it feel to hold the school flower? I heard that her name is Liao Manni, and she is as beautiful as her name!" Gao Xiaopang stabbed Han Zhuoyu with a very rippling expression.

"Han Shao moved his true feelings, Liao Manni reached out to pick me up so far away, almost squeezing me down." Xue Ming followed jokingly.

"I have no idea about her." Han Zhuoyu refused to talk more with just one sentence, bowed his head and ate silently. He has someone he likes, and he said he would be together all his life.

Several teenagers looked at each other, and they all showed tacit thief smiles. Which teenager is not passionate, which girl does not have spring? Explaining is tantamount to covering up.

In the female dormitory, Liao Manni, who came back from receiving the medicine, was also questioned by a group of girls.

"Have you known Han Zhuoyu a long time ago?"

"No."

"Then he has a crush on you? I found him peeping at you all the time. You fainted and he was the first to reach out to pick it up. It's a long way away!"

"Really?" The tone rose briskly.

"He seems to be more handsome! 360° no dead spots! I have a photo of him in high school. Would you like to see it?"

"If you want, send me one!" Screams one after another!

I don't know when the scandal of school flowers and school grass spread like this. Han Zhuoyu had no knowledge of this, while Liao Manni was the default of pushing the boat along the river. Every day after military training, he would give the teenager a bottle of iced mineral water.

"Han Zhuoyu, here you are."

"Thank you!"

"No thanks." The girl blushed and ran away.

[Ding~ Received 10 points of appreciation from Liao Manni! 】

‘It’s clear that she gave me water, why give me a thank you value? The young man tilted his head, his face was full of doubts.

[Because the host is so attractive! Haha~】9527 The thief laughed.

After the initial period, the teenagers and girls are slowly adapting to the hard life of the barracks. However, contrary to everyone, Han Zhuoyu began to become upset. Every day, he can only peek at the life of Xiaochen and Uncle Lei through the "tentacles" of 9527. The blurry pictures can't fill the void in his heart.

He stared blankly at the dark night, a breeze pierced into the collar, bringing strands of coolness. Putting on his jacket, and when he felt a little warm, he suddenly missed the security of the man's strong arms holding him tightly; missed the tremor in his chest when he laughed; missed him warm and slippery, with tobacco Fragrant kiss.

He tugged at his hair, revealing a subtle expression similar to distress.

[Host, be careful of lovesickness! ] 9527 consoled with the vicissitudes of life.

The tip of the boy's ears was red.

"Han Zhuoyu, there is something good, do you want one?" Xue Ming mysteriously shook a pack of high-end cigarettes in his hand.

"Give me one!"

"I also want!"

"And I!"

Gao Xiaopang, Guo Shangru, and Wang Zilong responded.

Han Zhuoyu hesitated for a moment, and finally walked into the bathroom with them.

[Smoking is harmful to your health! ] 9527 tried to stop, but the boy ignored him at all.

"This smoke is strong!" Closing the door, Wang Zilong lit a cigarette, took a eagerly, then squinted his eyes slightly, revealing a fluttering expression, obviously an old world.

"I haven't smoked this brand yet." Guo Shangru, as the name suggests, smokes can also give a sense of elegance.

Xue Ming and Gao Xiaopang squatted on the ground, suffocating their heads as if they were addicted to drugs. It seems that they are also old smokers.

Han Zhuoyu lit the cigarette, stared at the bright red spark for a long while, and finally took a small sip. White smoke filled his mouth, and he lowered his eyes slightly with a disappointed expression. The scent that is directly inhaled can't be compared with the freshness that is transferred from the body fluid when the lips and teeth are exchanged. The former is bitter, choking, and astringent; the latter is sweet, slippery, and mellow.

The teenager's Adam's apple was surging and found that not only did nicotine fail to make him forget, it also stimulated the suppressed longing in his heart. He wants to kiss someone, he wants to, but he's not here...

A loud bang interrupted the secret gathering of the teenagers. Instructor Luo kicked open the bathroom door with a dark face, standing behind him was Zhang Wei with a nervous expression.

"Didn't I tell you? I will come for surprise checks at any time in the evening!"

Wipe, tell us, is it still a surprise check? You always want to play, let's just say it! Except for Han Zhuoyu, who was expressionless, the others showed expressions that were daring not to speak.

"Go to the playground now! 15 laps. If you can't run, you will have to climb it for me!" After confiscating a few packs of cigarettes in Xue Ming's possession, instructor Luo kicked and kicked a group of banned boys to the playground.

There were still a lot of people arrested, and there was a groan in the court.

Han Zhuoyu ran forward sullenly, thinking that it would be better if you were tired, and you can go to sleep when you are tired, and you don't need to miss Xiaochen and Uncle Lei and think of insomnia.