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"My friends, this little girl is 23 years old. My dad forced me to go on a blind date just after graduating from university. He found me a matchmaking company and introduced several partners. I don't know how she is... Hey, you can use music here. Give me a hint and let me know you're ready."

"Okay, let's use "Two Butterflies". After I change my clothes, I will play "Two Butterflies."

In the rental house, Jiang Yu and Jia Lin were speaking to each other.

In the script written by Jiang Yu, it is easier for Jia Lin to act, because according to cross talk, she is a fan, just sit on a blind date, and the jokes are mainly on boys.

Jia Lin had four kisses, and Jiang Yu will play four roles by herself.

The two of them usually have a tacit understanding, just act according to the script.

"This is for you,?" Jia Lin stuffed a black plastic bag for Jiang Yu.

In order to distinguish the characters, it is necessary to change clothes at the end of the stage. Jia Lin has to support the gap in the middle by herself. After Jiang Yu finishes changing clothes, the next blind date will begin.

The two rehearsed for a while and felt that there was no problem.

Jiang Yu: ...

This female hooligan.


"What?" Jiang Yu opened it and saw that it was a stack of aunt's towels, "Why give me this?"

"I'll give you a bag,? It won't be worn out during military training."

Put a layer of aunt towel on the sole of the shoe, it will be much more comfortable.

Jiang Yu returned to the dormitory silently with a bag of aunt's towels.

"Okay,? It's for your insoles." Jialin laughed hard.

The soles of military training shoes are particularly hard. Standing in a military posture for a day, your feet will hurt to death.

"Jiang Yu,? Look at this," Xiao Bing showed him a pink bag with a mysterious expression on his face.

"Aunt towel?"

"Come back sooner, the door closes at eleven o'clock in the evening, lights off at 11:30," Uncle Qin, the concierge of the boys' dormitory, was about to close the door.

"Okay, sir," Jiang Yu hurried upstairs.

"Ah, is that so?" Xiao Bing looked confused.

Jiang Yu shook his head.

"Yes, hey, how do you use this?" He tore off a piece and stuck it on the sole of the shoe, "So sticky? Doesn't it hurt when you tear it off?"

Jiang Yu looked at him like a fool, "This is pasted on the pants."

Zhang Wei said again: "I heard that every girl should have a lipstick as a coming-of-age gift when she is around,? Do you know what a boy's coming-of-age gift is?"

Xiao Bing asked: "What?"

Adolescent boys are curious about everything about the opposite sex. They are both shy and restless.

He also came here back then.

"Jiang Yu, what about you?"

Jiang Yu sighed, "Is this what you're talking about?"

Zhang Wei looked enigmatic, "Condoms, have you ever seen them?"

Xiao Bing honestly shook his head, "No."

"Fuck!"

The two spoke in unison and cast admiring gazes.

He opened the drawer, and there was a drawer full of them. There were ultra-thin and spiral ones, and there were so many styles.

It was all opened by him from the lucky bag.

Jiang Yu casually grabbed a handful and shared it with the two of them, thus establishing his future "boss" status.

The two younger brothers received the reward from the boss with both hands, and they adored it endlessly.

"Positive energy value from Xiao Bing,? +35!"

"Positive energy value from Zhang Wei,? +25!"

"It will definitely," Xiao Bing was excited.

Zhang Wei was also very excited, and suddenly said: "Hey, Jiang Yu, you have so many condoms, have you never used them?"

"I hope you two can use it soon," Jiang Yu teased.

He knows this group of adolescent boys too well, sometimes he talks about driving like an old driver, but in fact he hasn't even touched a girl's breasts, he is so pure.

Jiang Yu: ...

your sister.

Jiang Yu paused.

"If you've used it, you definitely wouldn't save a drawer." Zhang Wei added a knife.

……

In Jiang Yu's view, military training is just a boring and torturous game

Jiang Yu silently closed the drawer.

This is a sad story.

Suffering ah.

But looking at these guys, sweating and unrestrainedly venting their youthful energy, Jiang Yu was a little moved.

Standing in a military posture, kicking forward, playing military boxing, and boring tug-of-war games...

For a young man like Zhang Wei, he may still have a bit of enthusiasm, but for an old bird like Jiang Yu, he lives on his fingers every day.

The school sent supplies, and each person added a chicken leg at night, which somewhat comforted Jiang Yu—the food at the military training base was really bad, with no meat at all.

During the lunch break at noon, Jiang Yu lay on the bed and fell asleep, Zhang Wei ran in and pushed him awake: "Lao Jiang, can you play the guitar? There will be a party at night? Every class will have a show." .”

It was a youthful frivolity he had lost long ago.

August [-]th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jiang Yu turned back again, "I can."

"Will it happen?" Zhang Wei was fascinated by him.

Jiang Yu turned over and said without thinking, "No."

"Teacher Bai said that those who will be on the show in the evening will rehearse in the afternoon, and they won't have to do exercises later."

"You haven't even heard of the old boy, it's so old-fashioned," Xiao Bing said on the upper bunk, "That song is very popular, and some people in our class secretly copied the lyrics."

"Is it hot?"

Jiang Yu got up, and said solemnly: "I'm not talented. I have released a single. Have you heard of "Old Boy"?"

Zhang Wei shook his head, "No."

"I don't have any objections," Jiang Yu said indifferently.

"Okay then, it's just you two," Zhang Wei finished the task, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Xiao Bing showed a disdainful air, climbed down from the bed, rushed to Jiang Yu's side, and flattered him: "Boss, you sang that song? I said your voice sounds familiar, let's sing together."

"Positive energy value from Xiao Bing, +15!"

Xiao Bing said: "Teacher Bai just brought two guitars here. Let's go there now. I don't know if we can get our turn."

"Which Teacher Bai?"

Only Xiao Bing was left excited alone, as if he succeeded in chasing stars.

In the afternoon, everyone else in the dormitory went out for training. Jiang Yu and Xiao Bing slept until three o'clock before going to the small playground to rehearse.

"That's right, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Jiang Yu laughed.

"Our counselor, Teacher Bai."

"Then our principal's surname is Gao?"

"Hey, you two are here too," Mi Yang, wearing a camouflage uniform and ponytail, was dancing with the two girls, waving hello.

Xiao Bing's face was reddish, he lowered his head, and his eyes never left his chest.

The two came to the small playground, where a row of sycamore trees were planted, and a few students were hiding under the shade of the trees and rehearsing the show.

It seems that the two of them are not the only ones who want to take advantage of the rehearsal program to avoid laziness.

"Sing what?"

"Sing..." Jiang Yu originally wanted to rap "Old Boy", but after thinking about it, this song is too sad, so it's better to have a cheerful song.

Jiang Yu gave him an elbow silently, "Be more reserved."

Then he said to Yang Mi: "Our squad leader gave up the program, we two are going to sing a song."

"It's okay, he has a song that you must have heard."

Xiao Bing shook his head, "I've never heard of it."

"Bing'er, do you listen to the Tang Dynasty band?"

"What song is it?"

"The Internationale!"

As long as this song plays, we are all Dawalishi.