Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

The next day, when the Zhai family and Mr. Zhai Mingshan thought about the big surprise for his granddaughter today, he stopped going to the morning exercise in the rain and rain. Instead, he kept looking at the mirror in front of the big wardrobe and looking at himself. Zhai Mingshan ignored Zhai.

Nanny was joking, and she even used her wife's mahogany comb to comb her half-gray hair, which was already spotless. Her eyes were shining, and against the backdrop of a brand new green military uniform,

The old man became more and more majestic and intimidating, showing off his authority even when he was angry.

Zhai Nainai looked at his wife with hot eyes, and felt very itchy in his heart. Oh, the little granddaughter must have widened her almond-shaped eyes, opened her lips slightly, and looked dumbfounded when she suddenly saw her husband who suddenly attacked her.

Little appearance. Thinking of this, the originally elegant and gentle loving old man had the same mischievous expectation on his face as Mr. Zhai.

Mr. Zhai was arranging himself at home. In Dormitory 218, the girls' dormitory building of B University, Ya'er was also teased by Zhao Weihong early in the morning. Dressed in a white shirt and green army trousers, Zhao Weihong, who was originally tall and bright, was forced to wear it.

There is a sense of heroic appearance. As for Ya'er, she is dressed in a white shirt, a sky blue knee-length skirt, and canvas shoes. She is also dressed in a refreshing outfit, but with a more airy and elegant look of a girl.

Zhao Weihong tidied herself up in a few moments, and then looked at Ya'er up and down with a face full of amazement, but she was secretly glad in her heart. Fortunately, the instructor was very discerning and let Xuan Jin be the female team leader. Look, these almond eyes are as bright as stars.

, these delicate and beautiful peach cheeks, crystal clear pink lips, and Bai Yuxia's straight calves, what a beautiful little girl. With Xuan Jin's appearance and outfit, she has to give her a

The title of the best team.

Zhao Weihong, who was overjoyed, couldn't help but shuddered when he thought about the possibility that this outfit would actually be worn on his sturdy body. Fortunately, fortunately. For the first time, Zhao Weihong thanked Han Jiaqi for specifically mentioning her "heroic appearance" yesterday.

"He is full of heroic spirit", which allowed the students to discover their own strengths and strengths.[

"Jia Qi, thank you so much!" Zhao Weihong thanked Han Jiaqi sincerely, who had been very irritable recently. As expected, the person who knows him best is usually his enemy. The good words of Zhao Weihong and sister Zhao Weihong were about to hurt her sourly.

Han Jiaqi opened her mouth again and again for a few words, and then held it back. However, the anger in her stomach became more and more intense.

B. The large cafeteria was bustling with people early in the morning. When today's military parade is over, starting tomorrow, they will completely devote themselves to a new study life. Everyone is nervous and looking forward to it.

Zhao Weihong yearned for life in the military camp and paid more attention to today's military parade than others. Seeing the boys in the cafeteria who wanted to look at but did not dare to look directly at the charming little beauty next to him, Zhao Weihong was immediately stunned by those vague glances.

Full of confidence, the masses are indeed very discerning.

However, when Zhao Weihong saw Ya'er's Tingting calves that were tightly protected by cotton socks, she was a little dissatisfied. She couldn't help but asked: "Xuanjin, where did you get such long and thick hair?"

Socks? Wearing thick and long socks is in the way!" Wouldn't it look better if Xuanjin wore light-colored socks and exposed her calves with skin as thick as snow?

Ya'er didn't know Zhao Weihong's little thoughts and said with a smile: "Grandma hooked this up for me with fine woolen thread. It's just right for wearing skirts when it's cold." Ya'er does it every year.

If not, she would give a few hand-knitted sweaters or hand-knitted scarves to the female elders in the family. Grandma Zhai was so moved that she used fine woolen cloths for her precious granddaughter when she had nothing to do.

Girls' feet must be kept warm with thread-hooked "wool" socks.

"Oh!" Although Zhao Weihong felt regretful, he did not have the courage to express his little calculation.

When several girls came to the training ground in different moods, they felt more nervous and depressed than in the past, relaxed and lively.

These days, the instructors who talk and laugh with the students in private have serious expressions and cold expressions at this moment. Today is also a day to test their training results. Compared with other instructors, the instructor of the Chinese Medicine Department's team, Cao Hongbing is under a lot of pressure

Even bigger. Instructor Cao looked at Ya'er, who was looking steadily and with a majestic face, and hesitated in his heart. Should he tell classmate Du Xuanjin that the leader in charge of the military parade today is General Zhai?

However, as whistles sounded, the military parade officially began. Everyone's expressions were calm, and instructor Cao, who was hesitant in his heart, was also ready. Forget it, silence is golden, silence is golden!

With the sound of uniform footsteps and loud slogans, each team passed the "rostrum" in an orderly manner and accepted the review of the leaders.

On the "Presidential" stage, Zhai Mingshan holds the highest position and is the oldest. He is the leader, and the rest of the people are a little bit behind. Dressed in a straight green military uniform, Zhai Mingshan shows his majesty and imposing momentum. The president of B University is impressive.

The famous Old General Zhai looked serious at this moment, and smiled secretly in his heart. The old general took this task of reviewing military training from his subordinates. Not only did the old General Zhai have a rosy complexion and fair hair, he even had a good mental outlook.

He also started to rejuvenate himself.

When the parade of the medical school slowly approached the "rostrum", Zhai Mingshan's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth pursed involuntarily, his face full of anticipation. After a while, his granddaughter saw him, was he surprised, excited, or? Oops, bad

It's broken. It's broken. Zhai Mingshan calmly waved his hand to the square team in front of the "Chairman" stage, but his heart was very anxious. What a mistake, what a mistake. He only thought about what his little granddaughter would do when she saw him.

She lost her expression and forgot whether Ya'er's military posture would be affected if she got excited. However, Zhai Mingshan didn't want to think too much at this time, because the parade of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine was about to pass the "rostrum".

As the team leaders, Ya'er and Zhao Weihong cooperated tacitly, and their movements were standard and powerful. When the team from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine passed the "rostrum", Ya'er followed the slogan and looked towards Zhao Weihong, who was standing on his right. No one noticed that there was someone.

For a moment, the serious and upright pretty face of classmate Du Xuanjin froze, and even twitched. Moreover, her steps were messy for a moment. Ya'er kept her spirits up, if it weren't for the instinct formed by the instructor's training these days, she might have

Become the first team leader to walk in goose-stepping with the same hands and feet.

That familiar figure on the stage, that old revolutionary who kept waving and smiling with pride, who was it if he wasn't his old man? Just look at the upturned corners of the old man's mouth and the pride on his face, you don't have to guess Ya'er.

You know, the old man's coming to participate in the military parade today must have been a spur-of-the-moment plan to give himself an unexpected surprise. However, the surprise the old man gave me was far more surprising than happy.

Zhai Mingshan has a sharp ear and eyes, and his precious granddaughter's momentary unnaturalness was clearly visible to him even though he was standing on the "chair" stage. But he was not surprised by his precious granddaughter's behavior.

He has the air of a general. At this moment, Mr. Zhai was satisfied. He felt that it was really worthwhile to get up early in the morning and rush to B University to participate in the military parade.

Mr. Zhai got his wish and saw his granddaughter change her face and see her calmness. So, as soon as the military parade ended, he took the instructors and left without stopping for a moment. It was better for him to stop hanging around in front of his granddaughter.

, If you really make your granddaughter anxious and don't give you a drink, you will really suffer a big loss.

Although her old man came unexpectedly, the whole military parade was still thrilling for Ya'er. When she returned to the dormitory and sat down on the bed, Ya'er finally let out a long breath.

"Xuan Jin, do you want to come with me to the student union this afternoon to help prepare for the welcome party in the evening?" Zhao Weihong glanced at Ya'er, who was sitting lazily on the bed, and couldn't help but encourage him. Many seniors bribed him to let him win over Xuan.

Jin joins the club they belong to.

"No, I'm not a member of the student union!" Ya'er said. She will continue to be responsible for the health care of Grandpa Han and Grandpa Wang, learn Chinese painting from Grandpa Shen, and take care of Grandpa Li and the others, so she doesn't have the energy to participate.

What society.[

"Excuse me, all the students who are going to perform in the afternoon will be rehearsing backstage, and you have nothing to do, why don't you give us a sneak peek?" Zhao Weihong found that he was with Xuan Jin, and there were many benefits, so he still encouraged her without giving up.

Ya'er glanced at Han Jiaqi, who was carefully choosing clothes, and continued to say goodbye, "It's still not possible! Aren't students Han going to rehearse? You two can go together. In the evening, Sister Mingjuan and I will go to cheer for students Han.

"

"Okay then! If I had known earlier, I would have signed you up for a poetry recitation or something like that. It would have ruined your good voice." Zhao Weihong muttered, hating Ya'er's lack of positive attitude.

Han Jiaqi, who was choosing clothes in silence, paused when he heard this, his eyes darkened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Night came quickly with the expectation of all the students of University B. In the morning, the freshmen were still here for review. In just one afternoon, it had been arranged into an "open-air" performance square. There were layers of steps around it.

Instead of the natural seats for the audience, the original "podium" became a temporary performance stage.

When Ya'er and Wang Mingjuan arrived here, they were overwhelmed by the bustling crowd and the hustle and bustle. For a while, they couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north, let alone find their own class.

"Xuanjin, Mingjuan, here, here!" Zhao Weihong's fiery cry was like the sound of nature to Ya'er and the others. Zhao Weihong pulled Ya'er and the others to flexibly drill through the crowd, and came to the middle.

Stop only when you have the best view.

"How about this, isn't this location good? I chose this specially for the students in our class. Sitting on the steps, you don't have to move your own stools like other students." Zhao Weihong looked proud.

What a competent monitor.

Ya'er gave a funny thumbs up to Zhao Weihong who was begging for praise, looked around, patted her butt in the same manner, and sat down directly on the steps. Seeing that Zhao Weihong actually sat down with her, Ya'er couldn't help but ask

: "Sister Wei Hong, are you not going to help anymore?"

"No, no! I've been busy all afternoon and didn't even have time to eat dinner, just to give my classmates a good seat to watch the performance. The performance is about to start, and I want to have fun with everyone!" Zhao Weihong said

He was so confident that everyone in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine around him couldn't help but couldn't help himself.

In fact, not only Zhao Weihong was looking forward to this New Year's Eve party, but Ya'er was also in high spirits. The singing and dancing had been a long time coming for Ya'er.

However, Ya'er didn't wait for the party to start. Instead, she waited for a panting member of the school student union.

"Are you classmate Du Xuanjin?" Wang Xiaoli looked at the delicate little girl in front of her under the dim light and asked with a very firm tone.

"Sister Xiaoli, why are you here?" Zhao Weihong, who heard the commotion and saw the person clearly, heard a surprised voice and Wang Xiaoli's determined voice at the same time.

"I'm Du Xuanjin, who are you?" Ya'er looked at the elegant girl with short, ear-length hair in front of her, with doubts on her face.

"I am Wang Xiaoli from the student union of the school! Come on, follow me quickly. Your show is ranked fourth, and it will be your turn soon. I said, why are you so angry when you, a little girl, don't stay in the background honestly?

I sat here calmly and calmly, which really gave me a good time. Fortunately, I found out in advance, and fortunately I knew where the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is located, otherwise you would have delayed the performance." Wang Xiaoli said with a crackling voice.

After a big pass, he picked up Ya'er with his hands as strong as an ox and walked directly out. Seeing this, Zhao Weihong quickly stood up and followed him out.

Ya'er, who was dragged out, was made dizzy by Wang Xiaoli's non-stop words, but she finally grasped the key point and quickly said: "Senior, are you mistaken?

I'm sorry, I didn't sign up for any program."

"No way! Aren't you in the same class as Zhao Weihong?" Wang Xiaoli was a little confused when she saw Ya'er's sincere expression, "Are you Du Xuanjin from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"I'm in the same class as Sister Wei Hong, Du Xuanjin from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine!" Ya'er was really confused this time, as this senior seemed to be looking for her.

"That's right if it's you! Let's go, the party will start soon." Wang Xiaoli continued to pull people out.

Zhao Weihong, who was following behind, listened from beginning to end and roughly understood what was going on. Seeing the confused Ya'er with a pitiful face, she quickly stopped her and said, "Sister Xiaoli, Xuanjin really didn't retaliate for anything.

Program. You must have made a mistake, right?"

"Ah!" Wang Xiaoli was a little confused. She took out a piece of paper from her pocket, leaned on it by the light of the roadside, and confirmed, "Yes, Du Xuanjin from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is singing the most popular song for freshmen.

Teresa Teng's "Small Town Story"!"[

"The previous information is correct, but I didn't sign up for any program!" Before Ya'er could finish speaking, her voice was drowned in thunderous applause, and the New Year's Eve party had already begun.

Wang Xiaoli also had a big headache, "Whether you have signed up or not, the program list is already in the host's hand. Even if you want to erase it, it is too late. Let's go, let's enjoy the stage for a while and sing a song casually."

Wang Xiaoli took Ya'er and walked as fast as the wind.

Zhao Weihong, who was left behind, said "Sister Xiaoli, but Xuanjin can't sing!" was directly suppressed by the magnetic voice of the male host coming from the loudspeaker. Zhao Weihongnai could only

Three steps turned into two steps to follow Wang Xiaoli, who had flying legs. Xuanjin was the one she was covering, so she had to keep an eye on her.

The author has something to say: Thank you for money. There is no money. It is a mine that I personally threw.