An Expert Is actually By My Side

　　【...Time flies easily, I don't realize the day I leave. A group of school children and their parents, as well as the Protestant teacher Ma Xiang, all came to see him off. Yan'er sent it alone for more than 20 miles, and was urged several times by Li and Wednesday, before tearing away. 】

　　【(To be continued)】

　　 First come back here.

　　 subconsciously pressed [Next Page], but it was gone.

　　The man sitting in front of the computer reluctantly released the mouse and leaned on the chair with emotion.

　　 "Good book!"

　　 It is no one else who made this emotional sound, but it was Liu Ye, editor of Xia Ke Net, who named Liu Ye. Although he has been an editor for almost ten years and has not become the editor-in-chief, he is still quite famous in the industry. Many well-known writers have written books here.

　　As a senior editor, although he has read a thousand or eight hundred martial arts novels, it is the first time he has seen such a charming martial arts article.

Even if traditional martial arts are no longer popular on Xiake.com, young readers still prefer to watch new-style martial arts with a modern and campus background. However, his smooth writing and description of each move made him unable to help but shoot the case. Absolutely.

　　Especially the trick to pass through the clouds and take the moon, he was stunned to write a plain dance sword into the picture, only to feel that the two groups of Ruixue were rolling around in his mind, the rabbits rose and fell, and the dance became more anxious.

　　 Of course, what he is looking forward to is the sages of Emei Mountain mentioned in the article, and the sword immortals. I don’t know how they fight when they fight.

　　 "Very interesting text, leave a label first."

　　 I can't see anything in one chapter.

　　A good work is still a bad one, so I have to see Chapter 3 no matter what.

　　 Besides, this is still a beaded host, and he is still a newcomer. It is possible to write a few chapters and suddenly not write.

　　 After adding a mark to the title of the book in the editing backstage, Liu Ye closed the article, planning to wait for more words to continue slaughtering, and then began to read the next book.

　　 Just when Liu Ye started to browse the next book, a young man in the dormitory of Jiangcheng University had just completed the update of the second chapter.

　　 [Second time, the long sword dance master and apprentice performed their skills, and went up to Emei's misty rain to lock the air]

　　 finally knocked down this line of headings, stretched Hao Yun who had uploaded the chapter, and closed the lid of the laptop.

　　 The military training of Xia Country in this life, although the content of the training is a bit tired, but one thing is okay, that is, I don't care about you when I go back to the dormitory. No one came to the dormitory to patrol the dormitory in short intervals, and there was no training required to fold the quilt into tofu blocks, and no electronic products were confiscated.

　　 But even so, most people don't have the energy to do other things.

　　 People like Hao Yun who still have the energy to sit down and "play on the computer" can be said to be a different kind of different kind.

　　 Hearing the sound of turning off the computer, the old Zheng who was lying on the bed called out.

　　 "Brother Yun, you've been crackling down here for a long time, what are you doing?"

　　 Too lazy to explain, Hao Yun replied casually.

"Write something."

　　 "Oh oh..."

　　 Old Zheng didn't care too much. He planned to say "turn off the light before coming up and thank you" and fell asleep, but suddenly thought that there would be a programming contest for college students this month, so he tentatively asked.

　　 "Code?"

"you guess?"

guess?

　　 Guess the hair!

　　 cares but feels embarrassed to ask more, the old Zheng who was lying on the bed was already sleepy, and now he can't sleep anymore.

　　 At this time, Brother Ziyuan, who had always been taciturn, suddenly sighed heavily.

　　 "You said... Does military training make sense?"

　　 The voice seemed to be a bit suspicious of life.

　　 Hao Yun did not answer, because both ways of answering this question are correct. Even the same person will have different answers at different ages and life stages. Even if they get the debate, they may not be able to discuss one.

　　 Complaining can't solve the problem anyway.

　　 He is even less interested in discussing unsolvable problems.

　　 But Lao Zhu had something to say, so he coughed and started to speak in official speech.

　　 "There must be some usefulness to be useful. When it is small, it is said to strengthen the body, and when it is large, it is to protect the home and the country, cultivate the spirit of collectivism, and strengthen—"

　　 "Well, you dad, I'm going to bed."

　　 Liang Ziyuan rolled over impatiently, and Lao Zheng also rolled his eyes away from this guy, but he really didn't have the strength to complain, and he didn't even have the strength to turn over.

　　Until Hao Yun turned off the light, the dark dormitory 401 finally became quiet. It was not until Lao Zhu's snoring sound that shakes the earth, that broke the tranquility in the dormitory...

　　……

　　 The next day.

　　 There are rows of squares squeezed on the playground, and under the command of the instructor, they run in an orderly manner.

　　 This instructor Wu is also an interesting person, always changing tricks to tease them.

　　 "Do you test more than one hundred and twenty in mathematics in the college entrance examination? How did you do it? I only took 30 in mathematics."

　　 He Ping smiled and did not speak. This guy had a perfect score in mathematics.

　　 Little Fatty Zhou Xuan and Wang Ziyi looked at each other and smirked twice.

One hundred twenty?

　　 Mathematics?

　　 This score can't be enough to go to other schools, but I definitely can't get into Jiangda.

　　 After a long time, when no one responded, the teacher Wu turned his throat and said again.

"I said you can test one hundred, twenty and thirty in maths. How come this IQ can't even go the same way? The little fat guy at the back and the one with a meter and eighty meters next to him, you both look at yourself. What's wrong? It's a centipede, right?"

　　 Zhou Xuan and Wang Ziyi's expressions changed, and they quickly aligned with the brothers in front, for fear of being punished to run the circle.

　　 can be regarded as the rest time, a group of people slumped on the grass.

　　 No one spoke, because there was no energy at all.

　　 At this time, an instructor next to him strolled over. Instructor Wu gave him a hand and laughed and teased him.

　　 "Hey, show you how we are even ashamed. Two of us are like big girls. They rest and don't talk. They just like to scratch by themselves."

　　 Two or three minutes later, the instructor who strolled over left, and instructor Wu clapped his hands.

　　 "Don't just sit there, will anyone come up with a talent, sing a song, dance or something. No one? Well, I will count to ten. If no one sings, let's continue practicing."

　　 "One...five...nine...ten, stand up!"

　　 dragging his tired body onto the runway, Lao Zhu looked at Brother Ziyuan with a bitter expression.

　　 "Brother Ziyuan, why don't you sing?"

　　 Liang Ziyuan was silent for a while, his eyes a little confused.

　　 "I can't sing anymore..."

　　 has been training until noon.

　　 The instructor who had strolled over earlier slipped to the neighborhood.

　　 "You guys are so bored, why don't you perform a talent or something."

　　 "That has to be, we can even sing and dance, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and the rest of the time is not enough for them to perform!"

　　 The instructor looked envious: "I really envy you."

　　 Instructor Wu smiled embarrassedly and coughed twice.

"low profile."

　　 Class 1801 people: "..."

　　……

　　 I have never experienced such a high-intensity training before, and all the freshmen in the school are complaining.

　　 If you want to say who is the most comfortable, Xu Xiaoruan is probably the only one.

　　 This guy was discharged after being in the hospital for three days, but his dangling arm is said to need two months of bandages to heal.

　　 Military training is naturally impossible. Military training is not necessary because the class is stopped. This guy has nothing to do every day, just wandering around leisurely.

　　 What's even more exaggerated is that she was like the upper-graders with evil tastes, standing next to the barbed wire in the playground while eating ice cream while watching them standing in green clothes.

　　 Looking at Hao Yun who was paralyzed on the grass, Xu Xiaoruan squatted down and blinked.

　　 "Brother Yun, the ice cream is delicious."

　　 Hao Yun ignored her.

　　Because I have no strength.

　　 However, classmate Xiaoruan didn't care, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth.

　　 "...Do you want it?"

　　 "If you want to eat, I can give you a bite."

　　 "But, I only have one...Brother Yun, let me eat it."

　　 Hao Yun: "……"

　　 The blooming dimples are like the eyes of a little devil. They are obviously innocent smiles, but they are not cute at all. On the contrary, they make Hao Yun feel the chill behind him.

This guy……

　　 is the devil, right?

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　　 (Thanks to the book friends for the "English Underscore Combination" leader for rewards~~~~)