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Chapter 44 Military Training

Military training is the most anticipated thing at the beginning of the first year of high school.

The night before the first year of high school, I watched a lot of short videos of military training collections, and my mother bought me sunscreen.

However, for some reasons, our military training did not start until the second year of high school, together with the first year of high school.

When I saw the notice, I said in the roommate group: "Absolutely, the sunscreen I bought a year ago is finally coming in handy."

We think that military training is a group activity that allows everyone to get to know each other and get to know each other before they become classmates.So the military training is only for the second year of high school. We are actually a little disappointed, and feel a little less flavorful.

But after all, it is a group activity, and there is no need to study, so everyone's excitement is still very high.

When the second year of high school started, Dad No. [-] came over with a large box of mineral water: "Come on, come over and share it. Military training needs water the most."

As for our roommates, we will share what we have brought.

No. [-] has fair skin and doesn't care about sun exposure: "The sunscreen I bought casually, how tan will the sun give me? My skin will turn white in one winter."

No. [-] brought a bottle of mint-scented Liushen toilet water, and packed it in a small bottle: "It's very cool when you apply it on your body. I'll keep it in my pocket, and you can find me when you need it."

Number two brought a lot of wet tissues, and she sweated easily: "I bought wet tissues, you have to take them by yourself."

I pull out the sunscreen I bought a year ago: "Here's what I said earlier, buying sunscreen that hasn't been touched in a year."

On the [-]th, she bought a toner endorsed by Su Mucheng, a full-time expert.

"What kind of water are you? Looks so advanced?" I really haven't seen anything in the world.

"Just toner, let me see the ingredients." Number five twisted the bottle, "Ingredients. Mineral water?"

"Hahahahahahaha, that is, did you spend 30 yuan to buy a bottle of mineral water that can be sprayed?" Both No. [-] and I laughed.

In addition, the entire dormitory was brought into the pit of the full-time master animation by No. [-], and we each bought a full-time endorsement facial cleanser.

The military training was hotter than we imagined. We sweated a lot every day, and we didn't have much strength to speak. Everyone was limp.

The instructor asked the three of us to stand in a row, but we were used to walking side by side in the first year of high school, and it was difficult to adapt to the new requirements.

Every time a few roommates walk side by side, they meet the instructor on the road.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there is an instructor over there, three people in a row, three people in a row!" One of us found the instructor, quickly reminded the people around, and then stood in a row according to the dormitory bed number.

The instructor's requirements for internal affairs are different from those of the school, and are more stringent.

Every night, the instructor and the class teacher will work together to check the internal affairs of each dormitory.

Usually, No. [-] is on the lookout at the door, and when he sees the coach and head teacher coming up to inspect the first dormitory, he quickly closes the door: "Hurry up, stand still, the instructor is coming soon, and has already gone to the next dormitory."

Those few days can be described as "frightened" and "careful".

The quilt should be stacked with tofu quilt, and the head of the toothbrush should be placed in one place.

It was just the beginning of school, and the air conditioner hadn't been used for a long time, so we went back to the dormitory in sweat every day, and we had to blow hot air on the air conditioner, which felt really bad.

"I want to sleep on the floor." Number Six kicked the quilt aside and looked at the ceiling.

"I think sleeping in the hallway is cooler than the dormitory." No. [-] opened the bed curtain and complained.

"I'm speechless. I'm really speechless. I can't sleep." Number two turned over.

"Open the balcony door, it will be a little windy, but there will be stinkbugs." No. [-] made a suggestion, but denied it himself.

"I can't take it anymore, I want to find the dormitory auntie!" I sat up.

"What's the noise?" The dorm manager opened the door and came in.

(End of this chapter)