It was as if they finally let go and began to talk.

"How do I think instructors and instructors look fierce?"

"That's right. It's like military training is hard!"

"What can I do? I feel like I'm coming to my aunt. I'm afraid I'll catch up with her."

"I've caught up. I've brought painkillers. You can come to me if you want. I'll bring more!"

After putting away your luggage and adding sunscreen again, we began to observe the tofu.

They are afraid to ask for a new quilt, so no one dares to sit on the bed.

Soon it was time for the girls to tie their tails and go out, while the boys came out from the other side.

Gong Suhe saw Zhai Xingchen at the end of the team.

He was wearing a hat, the brim of which covered his bright forehead, and the shadow hid his eyes under the brim.

He is out of place among a group of lively boys.

Instructor Zhou obviously saw him and frowned slightly. Then he walked over and asked, "classmate, what's your name?"

Almost everyone looked at the words.

Because they have never heard Zhai Xingchen speak, so they are very curious.

Zhai Xingchen straightened his back and opened his lips. "Zhai Xingchen."

Unexpectedly, his voice was very clear and pleasant, but maybe because he seldom spoke, his tone was a little stiff.

"You don't need to take part in the military training these days. If you have inconvenient training tasks, you can take a rest. If you have any other difficulties, let me know at any time. "

Zhai Xingchen didn't speak this time. He just nodded and his fingers tightened slightly.

"All right, get ready to go to the canteen." Instructor Zhou looked at his watch, then walked up to everyone and whistled in front of his chest.

All students were attracted to the past again. They quickly stood in the square and followed instructor Zhou to the canteen.

Zhai Xingchen is no longer the last, but the first in the boys' queue because of the position of instructor Zhou just now.

Gong Suhe is tall among the girls. At the age of 15, she is 1.67 meters, so she is at the end of the team.

She lowered her eyes and saw Zhai Xingchen's wheelchair in the corner of her eyes.

We dare not speak and move forward quietly.

To go to the canteen, you have to go through a corridor behind the dormitory building. When you get to the gate of the canteen, Gong Suhe finds that there are steps.

Obviously, this is a training ground. Naturally, there will be no special passage for the disabled.

She turned her head and saw the boy behind him clenching the armrest of his wheelchair.

And around, the students did not seem to notice here, but are curious to see the direction of the canteen.

Gong Suhe sighed. She turned around and came to Zhai Xingchen in three or two steps, holding the back handle of his wheelchair.

For a moment, she could feel the cold atmosphere of the youth, and the rejection of thousands of miles away.

She lowered her voice: "no one looks here, except the two students behind you."

Zhai Xingchen obviously did not expect that she would say this, the whole person leng for a while, but the tight body is still not relaxed.

Gong Suhe didn't say anything more, but pressed the handle of the wheelchair and lifted the front of the wheelchair.

This wheelchair is more advanced. The steps are 20 cm high. After going up, the patch automatically fits the height, so Gong Suhe hardly needs much effort to push Zhai Xingchen up.

After going up, she immediately released her wheelchair and left as if nothing had happened.

Behind him, the young man raised his eyes, looked at her back, and soon took back his sight. His breath was still very cold.