Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Human is an animal that seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. He always admires perfect things. If he wants to get close, he will use subjective judgment to expand shortcomings for flawed things, so as to stay away and reject them.

Right now, with good family affairs and outstanding appearance, Meng Ziheng has become a real Prince Charming. However, Song Ye, who was outstanding in appearance but insisted on using the scholarship to live in the senior double dormitory, became a smeared ulterior motive.

The same outstanding appearance, but they were treated differently, but they never thought that getting a full scholarship just because of good scores does not mean that Song Ye has no money. Since she is rich, why bother to rob someone for the bathroom, it's normal to live a comfortable life.

There was a lively chat here, and the tall men in camouflage uniforms were already striding forward at a steady pace, looking at the bustling crowd, each exchanged a color and said with a smile: "These radish heads are too excited. , it's time to cool them down."

The voice fell, and the whistle resting on the chest slammed, and the rapid beep beep made everyone look over instantly. When they saw a dozen menacing men approaching, the boys and girls didn't consciously feel their hearts. This emotion stems from the students' instinctive nervousness towards the teacher.

"Everyone has it. Quickly line up and start counting. If the formation is incomplete within a minute, you will be punished." The bear children dismounted one by one, and it would take a week for them to be obedient.

The crowd really started to riot. All the students were racing against time to stand in line, but they had not discussed where to stand in advance. Everyone was just like headless flies. outrageous.

"Stop, it's time." The instructor stared at the watch and gave the order. His dark eyes glanced around, and he frowned and asked seriously, "Do you think you guys are neatly arranged?"

No one was present at the scene. Now the children are all good people, they know how to shoot the first bird, and no one is so stupid to be missed by the instructor on the first day.

After waiting for a long time, no one spoke, he nodded, continued with a dark face, and said loudly: "You are the first batch of students I brought, and also the worst batch of soldiers I have ever seen, in order to make you realize My practice method, now everyone spreads out an arm’s length from left to right, front to back.”

The instructor's voice was loud and majestic, and it really made people feel like they were in a military camp. All the students didn't dare to neglect, for fear that their actions would be seen to be dragged and they would be arrested and used as a model later.

After dispersing the formation, the instructor gave a second order, "Everyone has it, stand there for 40 minutes, and don't move your hands or feet, can you hear me?"

"Yes." Everyone responded subconsciously, but their hearts were secretly bitter. Forty minutes, such a hot weather is really fatal.

Although the little radishes frowned, they still stayed in their pits honestly, gritted their teeth and completed their missions.

As time passed, the playground fell into silence, and the scorching sun above the head basked the body more and more recklessly in the silent air, as if to evaporate all the moisture of the person.

Fifteen minutes later, a little girl in front of her was overwhelmed and collapsed, causing exclamations around her.

"Don't move!" The instructor's voice was still stern and loud, roaring at the students who wanted to help, without even the slightest nervousness on his face.

Afterwards, the girl was quickly carried down by the team of school doctors. She did not completely lose consciousness, nor could she endure it completely. After she got to the stand to rest, she sat there drinking water and blowing hair. This is what many people use during military training. trick.

Not impossible, but unwilling.

For this kind of student, the coach of Class 1 and 3 only said, "I don't force anyone to participate in training, but the soldiers who fell from the battlefield have no need to return to the team. I am your instructor, the eighth, remember what I said."

Song Yeli was there, raised his eyebrows and looked at the black-faced instructor in their class. He heard the sobbing of the girl in the stands, thinking that this person is really rude.

And the other instructors on the field are vaguely headed by him, so the rules must be followed, and the freshmen in the field don't dare to say it casually.

Just kidding, if you don't participate in military training together, you will easily lose your social circle after school starts. This is a taboo in campus life.

Thirty minutes later, some more people fell down one after another, but this time it was really unbearable, because the weather was too hot, and the students with slightly poor physical fitness had reached their limit.

Song Ye's high school class 1 and 3 had a small number of people left. It seemed that most of them had poor physiques, but the cold guy around him was very persistent. Occasionally, with the corner of his eye, he could still see that There were two blushes on Zhang Qingjun's luxurious face, and his lips were pressed together a little stubbornly.

Meng Ziheng didn't expect that he would stand with Song Ye. Just now, it was obvious that many people were rushing to stand by his side, so he was pushed further and further, and when he finally reacted, Song Ye was beside him.

At this time, the two of them were standing in the last row. Why didn't Meng Ziheng look at Song Ye? In terms of his appearance, Song Ye's small body of seven meters has a face as white as a flower. What do you think? It's all about him being a bit more masculine.

But after standing in a military posture for nearly 40 minutes, he felt that his mouth was dry and hot, but the young man beside him was still leisurely, as if the poisonous sunlight did not shine on him.

Finally, when the instructor whistle sounded and let the big guy rest and drink water for five minutes, everyone was almost paralyzed on the grass, stretching their necks like a tired dog.

Although Meng Ziheng did not sit down considering his appearance, he was still exhausted, Gululu drank a large bottle of water, and then he felt relieved.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Song Ye standing under the shade of the tree on the other side, unhurried, his indifferent expression was worse than his own.

Thinking of being pushed over in the dormitory this morning, he turned his head unhappily, and a boy came up to him at this time, "If Young Master Meng doesn't like that Song Ye, I have a way to rectify him, or even Make him shameless to go to school."

The boy got too close, and the smell of sweat made Mencius take a step back, and said a little displeased: "What you do has nothing to do with me, don't get close to me." After speaking, he threw the bottle and turned away.

The boy thought that he agreed without objection, and a pair of eyes stared at Song Ye with a hint of malice.

Ten minutes later, the coach started a new round of drills. "Everyone is ready for the activity. After one minute, they will start running one kilometer with a time limit of eight minutes."