Lei Feng System

Having dreams of such loss, and getting the ultimate pleasure in the dream, Han Zhuoyu was absent-minded all day, sometimes stunned, sometimes irritable, his heart is like soaking in a soda bottle, floating, soreness, and a slight shake will break it. A certain embolism, a heroic eruption.

Fortunately, his physical coordination ability is extremely strong, and all military movements can be achieved perfectly, and instructor Luo has not been caught in the slightest. After the morning training was over, he took off his sweaty military cap and walked slowly toward the cafeteria with his head down.

"Han Zhuoyu!" Someone called from behind, but the unwilling teenager didn't seem to hear it.

"Han Zhuoyu!" The tone rose, and the tone increased.

The boy continued to sullen his head forward.

"Didn't you hear me calling you? The champion man is great? The champion man can play with other people's feelings at will? The so-called good character and academic excellence is a **** fart!" Someone catches up from behind, without saying anything. Left uppercut.

There is no need for 9527 reminders. Under the rigorous training of Thunder, the teenager has already possessed super reflexes. His knees were slightly bent to avoid the sneak attack, and he clasped the left wrist of the incoming person and elbowed his abdomen forcefully.

The numbing pain traveled from the abdomen to the whole body. The visitor knelt on the ground with soft legs and feet. The teeth were closed too violently and the tip of the tongue was accidentally bitten. A trace of blood slowly spilled from the corners of the lips. The appearance of a serious internal injury.

The students who saw this scene were dumbfounded-damn, they vomited blood with one punch? Isn't it too fierce? The person who was beaten was a special enrollment student in the physical education department. I heard that he still practices judo and is very good at playing.

Several sports freshmen who were with that person obviously had the same misunderstanding. They threw away the lunch box in their hands and joined the battle. The flesh on their faces shook with the rhythm of the attack, looking very cruel.

"Fuck your mother!" An Minghuai kicked a certain tall boy who was besieging his brother, and brazenly joined the battle.

"Brother was beaten, go!" Gao Xiaopang waved his hand, Wang Zilong, Xue Ming, Guo Shangru ran in that direction and saw the bamboo pole thrown away by others for military training.

Zhang Wei glanced at it and left with an indifferent expression.

"Oh, someone dared to beat Han Shao? Who gave them the courage?" Wang Wenxuan smiled and waited for a while. Seeing the help of a few basketball players from the sports department, his dangling expression gradually became gloomy, and he moved away step by step. , A boy who swiped his legs over the outermost periphery.

Qiu Wanbo stared at his back with heavy eyes, and left with his fans after a moment. Although the impression is not bad, he will never help his enemy.

Han Zhuoyu's skill was jointly trained by 9527 and Thunder. It is a bit exaggerated to be one enemy to one hundred, but one to ten is definitely not a problem. He was quite comfortable when he was alone. When more people joined, the scene became chaotic. He hit the back of Gao Xiaopang's head with an uppercut, and then touched An Minghuai's back with a kick, and he shrank a little. He also received several punches inadvertently, and his eyes reddened suddenly.

Liao Manni’s childhood sweetheart was the first to pick up the matter, and soon someone handed her a message. When she rushed to the scene, the situation of the battle was already uncontrollable. She went to pull this one to fail, and pull the other side to be unreliable. She turned around in a hurry, and could only stop the two gangs hoarsely, tears all over her face.

There were more and more onlookers, which inevitably attracted instructors.

"Assholes, stop Lao Tzu!" Instructor Luo lined up the crowd fiercely, followed by several colleagues with a wooden stick.

"Stop it to Lao Tzu, do you hear it, stop it to Lao Tzu..." Every time he repeats a sentence, a boy is knocked down by him. When he sees the incoming person, the men who were still aggressive just now wilt immediately, raising their hands in a gesture of surrender. .

The people on the periphery were gradually overturned. Instructor Luo pressed the blood-red young man and knocked a wooden stick on his shoulder. The teenager avoided, holding the other end of the stick, pulling the person who attacked him closer, and kicking his leg to the lower abdomen of the opponent. Instructor Luo bowed his waist and dodged, using a wooden stick as a fulcrum to go around behind the boy, trying to strangle his throat.

Han Zhuoyu sensed the opponent's intention for the first time, turned around to change positions, and instantly countered. The two started a fierce offense and defense around a wooden stick. The excitement of your coming and going is close to the action blockbuster. The teenagers with swollen noses and swollen noses escorted aside by the instructors were stunned. It is said that the champion is a literary and military all-rounder, and they have finally seen it today.

After dozens of moves, Han Zhuoyu gradually awoke from a state of enthusiasm and found that his opponent was Instructor Luo, so he quickly let go of the stick and took a step back.

"Fight! Why don't you fight?" This sentence is definitely not a provocation, but a sincere regret. At first glance, this skill was taught by the boss, which is kind of interesting! Instructor Luo secretly thought.

Han Zhuoyu adjusted his breathing slowly and was silent.

"Why fight? Don't tell me because the bones have thorns, you have to learn from each other!" Sen Leng's gaze was scraped, and the teenagers hung their heads and put on quail. Seeing Liao Manni standing aside crying sullenly, her voice screaming hoarse, instructor Luo smiled grimly, "It turns out that she is so angry that she is a beauty? Good!"

He walked up to Han Zhuoyu aggressively, slapped him **** the head, and screamed, "Do you know that I just reported to you as an'excellent soldier' ​​to go up, and you fought with me in a blink of an eye, because of a woman!" It's not a fight, it's Lao Tzu's face!"

Han Zhuoyu bowed his head and silently accepted.

[The dissatisfied teenager can't afford to hurt it! ] 9527 sigh of the vicissitudes of life.

Looking around, I found that the number of participants was quite considerable. Almost all the freshmen in the medical school and the entire sports academy were engaged. Instructor Luo rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "Han Zhuoyu, you are so tricky outside, does your Uncle Lei know?"

【awful! He knew Comrade Taisho and would definitely sue him! ] 9527 was shocked.

Han Zhuoyu's flushed face slowly turned white, and the weightlessness of falling into the abyss came to his heart.

Due to the large number of participants, the instructors brought out a few ‘lead brothers’ and punished them to leap around the playground ten times. I have to say that this was a cruel punishment. Afterwards, the straight and straight legs of the teenagers degenerated into frog's ring legs. It took a few days before they broke back to their original shape. Liao Manni tried her best to clarify her relationship with Han Zhuoyu, only that she had given him a few bottles of water to thank him, and she didn't have any deep friendship in private. This is a fact that is obvious to all. It's just that some people's brains are overfilled.

The people in the physical education department were originally righteous, but now they have nothing to look for, and their face is gone. Because of public opinion, they have found Han Zhuoyu to apologize many times.

The one-month military training ended vigorously. Han Zhuoyu took back a box of snacks and distributed them to the newly acquainted brothers who had "fighted together", and took a long time to pack their luggage.

"Hurry up! My parents are waiting outside, and your uncle must be here too." Gao Xiaopang urged while squeezing the potato chips. The long-lost taste of Texas barbecue, the moving tears are about to come down, there is no wood!

Han Zhuoyu's back stiffened, and soon returned to nature. After such a disaster, he was a little afraid to meet Uncle Lei.

Thunder parked the car in an inconspicuous corner, took out a cigarette and lit it, his eyes squinted with the light of a gloomy bird. The boy had a very good life in the barracks and made many friends. Just seeing how many people helped him when he was in trouble. He should feel relieved, but the repeated panic in his chest far outweighed the relief.

When the teenager closed himself, he wanted him to go out; when he went out, he hoped that he belonged only to himself. He is conflicted, anxious, and irritable, because he knows that with the outstandingness of his youth, he will shine with dazzling light sooner or later.

The Thunder never knew he had such a time of suffering. He shouldn't let the young man step out of his sight, even for a minute.

The crowds gradually dispersed, some got on the school bus, some left with their parents, the figure of the teenager dragging two suitcases finally came into view, the thunder extinguished the cigarette butts and strode over.

"Uncle Lei." Han Zhuoyu's puckered lips were frozen in response to the man's deep and unpredictable gaze.

Tucked his luggage into the trunk, Thunder opened the door for the teenager and fastened his seat belt before returning to the driver's seat and starting the car to leave quickly. Parked in the underground parking lot of the community, in a corner where the camera could not be seen, Lei Ting squinted at the young man who was secretly looking at him.

"I heard you learned to smoke? Still fighting for a woman?" The man's voice had a faint smile, but his dark eyes swallowed up all the light, as dark as an abyss.

[The anger value continues to rise, Comrade Taisho is about to blacken out, please be vigilant! ] 9527 quickly analyzes the man’s micro-expression.

Han Zhuoyu leaned back and pressed his back against the car door to find a sense of security. The air in the car condensed into clumps, constantly exerting pressure on the pores and nasal cavity. After thinking for a while, he finally chose to be honest, "I didn't learn to smoke, I just miss you."

Thunder raised his eyebrows.

The boy's face slowly turned red, and he added in a low voice, "I miss the smell of tobacco in your mouth when you kissed me, so..." He was ashamed to say no more.

The panic, upset, and restlessness in my heart suddenly subsided because of this sentence, and replaced by unprecedented joy. The grim expression became soft a little bit, Thunder suddenly pulled the restless boy into his arms, held his cheek and exchanged a deep kiss, and the tut of tongue and lips echoed in the narrow space.

Han Zhuoyu's high-hanging heart fell to the ground at once, and his small tongue moved flexibly in the man's mouth, his intention to please his lover was very obvious.

Thunder kissed and laughed, laughed and kissed, and asked in a low and dull voice, "Is there a familiar smell of tobacco?" As for the gang fight, it's just a misunderstanding. He has more important things now.

The boy nodded distractedly, his originally clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist, looking pitiful and cute.

"Do you like it?" As soon as the voice fell, it was another enthusiastic wet kiss.

"I like it." The boy nodded honestly, hesitated for a moment, and added sincerely, "But don't smoke anymore, it's not good for your health."

"I listen to you, so I'll quit from now on." As he said, he held the boy's lips and bit, and when his breathing became heavier, he reluctantly separated, and said in a low voice, "Will you give me all of you?" This is the result of Thunder's consideration for a long time. He wanted to completely take possession of the baby in his arms, put his mark on him from the inside out, and never allow anyone to snoop on!

The teenager nodded in a daze.

"Do you know what I mean?" Lei Ting grinned, putting the boy's hand on his already swollen hard object, biting his ear tip and whispering, "I want to have **** with you, right away, right away!"

There was a loud bang on the young man's head, and his misty eyes gradually turned to clarity. After a moment of thought, he nodded seriously and cautiously. One month after he left, he had to admit that he missed the man in front of him madly, whether it was mind or body. Love is love, and it is not necessary to blindly reject it with shyness. Love is the heat, love is the flood, love is the thing done by making love...

"Baby, I love you!" After a few kisses were printed on the boy's forehead, Thunder opened the door and dragged the boy to the elevator, his feet swift and messy.