The all-round master who charms the city with a smile

It's hard to turn a helmet-mounted virtual online game into a reality, like when humans can only walk, they start imagining conquering the blue sky.

However, the dream itself is to realize those illusory and unrealistic ideas through their own efforts, little by little, step by step.

This is a long process!

The day before the military training, the camouflage uniforms ordered by the school finally arrived.

In the morning, Ling Feng and Bei Weiwei came to Zhang Jia's office and brought the boys' and girls' clothes back to the dormitory for distribution according to the sizes provided by the students.

The hallway was quiet, except for the footsteps of two people walking.

The two walked side by side, the unique fragrance wafting from Bei Weiwei's body, Ling Feng's throat rolled, and his voice was hoarse.

"Actually, you don't need it, I'll take it together and send it downstairs to the dormitory when the time comes, you just come down and take it

!" "Who called me the class leader!" Bei Weiwei held a thermos cup in her arms, opened the cup and raised her head to drink the hot water inside, and a warm current spread from her stomach to her whole body.

Ling Feng looked slightly sideways, and saw Bei Weiwei's long eyelashes, flickering, long and curled, and her fair cheeks were showing an abnormal flush.

These days are her periods!

Ling Feng knows it, and has always known it.

Bei Weiwei took a breath, feeling that her breathing was a little easier, and she felt like she was alive.

The costumes for military training were all in Ling Feng's hands, and dozens of them were still a little heavy together, and all the costumes were stacked together almost to the neck.

Ling Feng has a tall figure, a straight back, and a steady and powerful footstep.

Bei Weiwei raised her eyes, crashed into Ling Feng's bottomless eyes, and hurriedly looked away: "It's better to give me a little, anyway, it's not far from the girls' dormitory."

"Who called me a boy!"

Bevivi chuckled, glancing at the blue sky outside, and the clouds that had been blown by the wind and changed in various shapes, and her depressed mood was diluted a little.

A faint sorrow crept up on his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but have a headache at the thought of military training tomorrow.

"Why didn't you ask the teacher for leave just now?

"Besides, if you can't persevere, it's not too late to ask for leave. Although military training is irritating, Bei Weiwei feels that if she misses it, it may become a pity.

After all, college is only once, and youth is only once, and once you miss it, you miss it!

Youth is like a book, and she doesn't want her book to be blank and incomplete.

Ling Feng's mood was a little blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

Not far in front is the entrance of the girls' dormitory, and Zhao Erxi has been waiting at the door.

From a distance, she watched Ling Feng and Bei Weiwei walk together, and a thought quickly flashed through her head.

The two of them seem to be quite compatible.

Zhao Erxi walked up to Ling Feng and hugged the camouflage uniform that belonged to their girls on top: "Handsome guy Ling, I thank you for our family Weiwei."

"You're welcome!"

Bei Weiwei smiled at Ling Feng, her smile was very beautiful, and her voice was soft: "Thank you." "

Let's go first!"

Bei Weiwei watched Ling Feng walk away, her back neat and agile, deeply imprinted in the depths of her eyes.

Zhao Erxi gently bumped her with his arm, and his expression gradually became obscene: "Don't look at it, everyone is far away!" "

I didn't look at it!" Bei Weiwei said stiffly.

A gust of wind blew, she felt cold, she shrunk her neck, and something seemed to be stirring in her stomach, and her face turned pale in pain: "Let's go, go back to the dormitory, I'm going to lie down well, I'm tired to death!"

Time can't stop moving forward, and the military training is still here after all!

At nine o'clock in the morning, the freshmen stood on the playground in accordance with the venue arranged by the teacher.

The principal's opening remarks were old-fashioned and old-fashioned, like a history class in high school, based on a script, with no emotion at all, and sounding a little hypnotic.

The chief instructor of military training walked up from under the stage, and after some introduction, he cut to the point, assigned instructors to each class, and the instructors took them to the pre-allocated venue to start military training.

Ling Feng stood in the last row, Bei Weiwei was in the middle of the front, and he saw that Bei Weiwei's skin was pale, and the situation seemed to be even more serious than yesterday.

"Bei Weiwei seems to be sick!" Zhang Yang also noticed.

Ling Feng wrinkled his brows, feeling a little annoyed, all adults don't know how to take good care of themselves, it's really not worry-free.

Zhao Erxi was very worried about her situation: "Weiwei, are you okay?"

Bei Weiwei said in a nasal voice, I don't know what's going on this month, the menstrual holiday is much more uncomfortable than before, I couldn't sleep last night because of the pain, and I got up many times at night.

When I woke up this morning, my nose was a little blocked and I had a little cold.

➕ Menstrual cold, this luck is really no one!

irritable.

Each instructor has a different style of acting, most of them start serious training as soon as they come up, and the instructors in their class are very easy-going and very talkative.

At first, the instructor didn't let them train, but found a grassy area, and everyone sat on the ground and chatted and got to know each other.

After all, the military training lasted for half a month, and he was more willing to make friends with these young people than training.

After a while, a light rain began to fall in the sky.

An autumn rain and a cold.

Since the first autumn rains came down a few days ago, the temperature has dropped slightly every day.

The cold wind struck, Bei Weiwei shivered with cold, and with a little rain, the whole person was extremely uncomfortable.

"Instructor, I'm not feeling well, can I ask for leave?" The

instructor looked at Bei Weiwei, obviously not pretending: "Go back to the classroom to rest first, if it's really serious, ask the teacher for a few days of leave, and then participate in military training when you're well."

In the envious eyes of everyone, Zhao Erxi sent Bei Weiwei to the classroom, at that moment, many students thought to themselves, how good it would be if they were sick?

Qingda has a relatively strict management in military training, if someone asks for leave on the grounds of illness, and wants to take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters to escape military training.

The school doctor will conduct a comprehensive examination of you, and will agree not to participate in military training if there is a real matter, and once it is found that you are pretending, the student will be suspended from class.

There is no doubt that this is undoubtedly the harshest punishment in college.

Because of this kind of rules and regulations, there are no students who have crooked minds, so they can only grit their teeth and insist on military training.

Bei Weiwei was alone in the classroom, lonely and lonely, she lay motionless on the desk, her eyelids drooped slightly, her delicate eyebrows were twisted, her pretty nose was slightly red, and the air that breathed into her throat was cold and cold.

When I got up in the morning, I only had a little cold, and I drank a pack of cold powder before going out, which seemed to be useless.

It's really a bit of a cold at this time!

On the pretty face, a sickly white floated.

Bei Weiwei felt that she had no strength at all, she was very tired and sleepy, and the tiredness drowned her like a flood of beasts.

The eyelids couldn't hold up anymore, so she just lay on the desk and fell asleep coldly!

In her sleep, Bei Weiwei felt that someone had put something on her, and her cold body gradually warmed up.

Very comfortable and grounded.

His brow moved slightly, and he adjusted his cheeks buried in the crook of his arm to be as comfortable as possible.

A tall and straight figure appeared next to her silently.

He looked at her.

The beautiful face made his breath stagnate slightly, and a guilty thought suddenly floated in his mind, he stretched out his hand and moved it a little, wanting to touch Bei Weiwei's face.

But the sound of footsteps in the corridor made his outstretched hand retract again, and his figure flashed, and he walked out of the classroom with a puff of smoke, and disappeared down the stairs without a trace, as if he had never appeared.