President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

At 2 p.m., the sun scorched the earth.

On the playground, freshmen dressed in camouflage clothes were divided into square arrays according to departments and colleges. They stood neatly and dared not move.

After about 30 minutes, I saw the battalion of Su Yimo class.

"Take a moment and stand at attention." Instructor Li looked at the watch on his wrist, "rest for ten minutes."

The first class of fashion design department is mostly girls, only a few boys.

Of course, there are more gossip in places with more girls. It's no wonder that everyone talks about gossip when it's time to rest.

"Do you know Gu Shaoqian?"

"B University grass, who doesn't know that I watched a basketball game on the day of the report?"

"Do you know who his girlfriend is?"

Everyone shook their heads and said, "I don't know."

"I heard it's Li Xin, a sophomore in the dance department!"

"Is it Li Xin, the No. 1 school flower in B university?"

"Yes."

"Wow, school flowers with school grass, that's true."

Su Yimo was a little depressed when she heard that she was cluttering in her heart.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Jiang Tian comforted: "this must be false. Don't believe Momo. Brother Shaoqian doesn't have a girlfriend at all."

Su Yimo was relieved after hearing this.

Now she doesn't know how much she cares about Gu Shaoqian.

"Whew..."

The instructor's whistle sounded, and the students stood in line as fast as they could. Get ready to start training.

After training and dinner in the afternoon, Ling Xuan accompanied her to get a mobile phone card outside the school and went back to the dormitory.

She went back to the dormitory, inserted her cell phone card, went to the balcony and called home.

Doodle doodle

"Hello, who can I speak to, please?" When her mother's voice came to her ears, her tears fell unconsciously. She was a child in a single parent family. She lived with her mother since childhood. When filling in the volunteer, she filled in a university near her home, but her mother said that the design school of B University was the best in the country, so she just helped her change her volunteer.

"Is it foam?" Hearing the sobs, mother Su knew it was her baby daughter.

"Mom, how are you recently?" Su Yimo's voice choked.

"Baby daughter, I'm fine. Don't worry. You should pay attention to safety when you're alone. Buy what you want. Don't be reluctant to give up money. If the cost of living is not enough, tell your mother."

"Yes."

After chatting about school for a while, Su's mother told some trivial things in life and ended the call.

Su Yimo, who finished the call, looked at the white iPhone 4 in a daze.

Ling Xuan pushes open the balcony door and looks at Su Yimo in a daze with red eyes.

"Mo Mo, why are you crying?"

"A little homesick."

Ling Xuan hugged her and comforted her silently. After a while, they came into the room. They taught her to play V letters and made friends with each other.

She opened V the letter and sent the first "homesick" message to her circle of friends.

Compared with the day, the training at night is heaven. The instructor organizes the students to sit cross legged in a circle after running 2km, and play the game of turning the bottle. Who the bottle points to, then the person will show his talent.

In the third round, the bottle pointed to Suyi foam. She had to stand up, went to the middle, looked at her classmates and whispered, "I'll sing Faye Wong's red beans." She cleared her throat, "I haven't felt it well yet. We tremble together in the climate of snowflakes..."

Jiang Tian took out her mobile phone and turned on the camera function to shoot Su Yimo. After shooting, she sent the video to Gu Shaoqian.

Pop pop

For a moment, there was applause everywhere, and praise was issued around. Su Yimo returned to his position and the game continued.