Classmates: the Perfect Male God

The night is 710 colors quiet.

The sky is full of stars and the river is splendid, and the breeze gently blows.

Lin Fan hummed a song and returned to the military training dormitory from the internal training room.

Ding Dong!

"Congratulations to the host, for defeating the old special soldier Wang Yanbing, worship value +1000!"

"Congratulations to the host, for defeating the old special soldier He Chenguang, worship value +2000!"

"Congratulations to the host, you have shocked the four, and won the approval of Yuan Lang, and the worship value is +2000!"

"Congratulations to the host, you have sharpened yourself in the battle, the wolf fighting skill has been upgraded to LV7, and the worship value is +2000!"

Suddenly, a series of sound-like system prompts suddenly sounded.

Looking at the system messages at random, Lin Fan felt extremely relieved.

He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing are indeed the king of special forces!

Actually let him brush so much worship value!

This wave is not bad!

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"Brother Fan is back?"

Seeing Lin Fan pushing the door and entering, Lu Qiaochuan and the others had long been surprised.

Almost every night, Lin Fan would go to the internal training room of the training base to find an instructor to practice martial arts.

Seems to be a little later than usual tonight.

"Ah."

Lin Fan responded.

Bi Shisan was reading quietly, while Yu Hao was putting on a mask and humming a little song.

Xiao Haiyang and Lu Qiaochuan sat in a circle and played cards there.

"Lin Fan, I saw that our instructor's face was not very good-looking in the morning. Did Tiger Gao find a master to train you?"

Lu Qiaochuan put down the card in his hand and asked.

Everyone in the bedroom was also very concerned and got up one after another.

Even Bi Shisan, who was reading quietly, stood up and gave Lin Fan a pulse.

Bi Shisan checked and said with a paralyzed face, "Lin Fan's pulse is steady and strong, and there is no sign of injury."

"Maybe it's an internal injury. Shisan can't see it?" Lu Qiaochuan looked left and right to see if Lin Fan was injured.

"its not right?"

Yu Hao said doubtfully, "The information I secretly got from the instructor is the two sturdy men who taught shooting in the afternoon!"

"That's called a fierce and sturdy person. It seems that there are not many cruel words. They want to train Lin Fan. If you are really injured, Lin Fan, you must not hold on!"

"Aw! Originally wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but in exchange, you were overly worried!"

Lin Fan spread his hands, and made a joke, "I'm going to showdown, I'm not pretending, I just beat up those two stubborn guys, but Lao Gao insisted on persuading me to give up my studies and become a soldier, saying that I was the future. The special forces king."

"Ah!? Then what?"

"Then I refused, mainly because I was afraid that NTU's sisters would be too sad." Lin Fan said solemnly.

"Okay, go to sleep, brother Fan started talking in his sleep."

The corner of Lu Qiaochuan's mouth twitched slightly and went to turn off the light.

Xiao Haiyang collapsed instantly.

Bi Shisan and Yu Hao also climbed onto the camp bed.

Several people in the dormitory fell asleep like pigs in a few seconds.

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Chapter [*] Heroes through the ages!All rise!

Today is the last day of military training.

There was a military training parade in the morning, and a class chorus was arranged in the evening.

Exciting military music sounded on the training ground.

Lin Fan's final military parade score for his class was 9.32 points, and he even broke into the top ten of the entire training base for the first time ever.

"Oh my god! Our class is not countdown! Our class is the top ten in the training base!"

Yu Hao has been squatting in the judges' scoring area.

As soon as he got the news, he flew back to report the news like a cheerful lark.

When Zhang Chi heard this, a rare smile appeared on that black face.

"Cow batch!"

Xiao Haiyang grinned with a bright smile, and said to the instructor, "Instructor, how is it, are we good? Enough to give you a face!?"

"Generally average."

Zhang Chi said with a heartless smile.

"Just pretend! You usually laugh?!"

Xiao Haiyang said with a proud expression, "This is the one with the highest score in our military parade in three years of military training. I can't even dream of it!"

"I've never dreamed that you, other than Lin Fan, could get such a high score. It's an unexpected surprise."

Zhang Chi was overjoyed and told the truth, "On the first day of the military training, I thought I was going to end the 710. With you idiots, I was definitely at the bottom."

There is also a system of competition among the instructors at the training base.

The instructors who led the class with the best overall military training results in the final will be commended, while those with the lowest grades will be trained and punished.

"..."

Lu Qiaochuan and the others were speechless.

No wonder Zhang Chi turned into a black-faced god on the first day.

The results of the military parade seem to have given this group of teenagers boundless confidence.

At noon, the other classes went to eat, and Lin Fan and his class voluntarily stayed.

Take advantage of the break to practice chorus.

Soon it will be evening.

Passionate music reverberated in the empty training ground.

After Zhong Bai and the others finished singing first, they waved their slender hands under the stage to cheer for Lin Fan.

Gao Tiger sat side by side with Yuan Lang directly below the stage.

Yuan Lang pointed to Lin Fan who was preparing at the front of the stage, and asked in surprise, "He can still sing?"

"You'll know when you hear it."

Tiger Gao laughed and didn't say much.

Soon, the passionate accompaniment sounded.

Lin Fan's face was solemn, his arms slowly raised, and then waved rhythmically (ajad).

With a passionate rhythm sounded.

Those classmates with insufficiency of tone and inaccurate rhythm were all agitated.

Somehow, he opened his mouth and sang along with Lin Fan's rhythm.

When the singing sounded, all the people who were laughing and playing under the stage were silent.

Because they have a wonderful illusion.

It seems that he was brought back to the battlefield of the golden iron horse by this majestic and desolate singing!

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The wolf smoke rises, and the mountains and rivers look north.

The dragon flag rolls, the horse neighs, and the sword is like frost.

The heroic general, Lema, the Yellow River, is looking to the north.

I couldn't help it, tears filled my eyes.

There is a homeland that has been trampled by the iron hooves of foreign races.

There is a place where countless brothers and sisters are buried.

And today, we have to step on the Yellow Dragon and take back all this!

"kill!"

The heroic general's spear pointed north.

In the setting sun, the tip of the gun was as red as blood.

Thousands of troops, galloping like dragons!

Dignified China!

Let the Quartet come to congratulate!

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The grief is majestic and shocking.

When the song ended, there was still silence.

do not know when.