When Gong Suhe lay down and covered the quilt, he couldn't help thinking about what excuse Zhai Xingchen thought after he went back.

However, he is not able to move and has injuries on his face. It is estimated that his instructor will not embarrass him.

The moon set and the sun rose. The next morning, everyone was whistled, and everyone got up in a hurry to wash.

Zhai Xingchen took the basin and towel to the washing place. He wanted to wash his face with water, but suddenly stopped.

Gong Suhe's words echoed in his ears.

When she said it yesterday, he didn't want to hear it at all, but at the moment, he didn't pour water on his face directly.

He gently wiped his face with a towel to avoid the wound, brushed his teeth and left.

Some students saw his face and looked at it curiously, but no one asked.

He didn't take it seriously. He went back to the dormitory and was in a wheelchair, folding the quilt into tofu.

One day's training, he was still alone in the corner, even the chorus, he did not participate.

Today, Gong Suhe didn't lead the singer. He was a boy from another class. Gong Suhe was higher among the girls. He stood at the back. Zhai Xingchen was in a wheelchair. His sight was blocked by the girl in front of him. He didn't see Gong Suhe all day.

As Gong Suhe expected, Zhai Xingchen didn't say anything. Everything in the woods last night seemed as if nothing had happened.

Gong Suhe knows that if she takes out the things recorded on her mobile phone and publishes them, those boys should be punished.

However, once it is announced, everyone will hear their ridicule of Zhai Xingchen, and some people may even make up the picture of how Zhai Xingchen is really treated. In this way, it will undoubtedly hurt him again.

Moreover, even if it is not announced, it will be handed over to the teacher quietly. The teacher will punish those students. If they are all punished, they will know that Zhai Xingchen did it.

Maybe, in the future, it will be even worse to bully.

For the first time, Gong Suhe felt that some things could only be solved by circuitous methods.

She thought, maybe we can wait for the right opportunity, and don't rush for a moment.

Military training is only a week. It's hard at the beginning, but on the last day, we can't help feeling sad.

The next morning I was leaving. In the evening, a get-together of all the members was held on the playground.

There is no class division in the party, which is the meaning of the instructor. Let all the students sit around randomly, sing military songs and play games.

When Gong Suhe sat down, he found that all of a sudden there were boys around him. There was a girl with a melon face just now, and now she was pushed aside.

She has a big head, so she can only settle down when she comes.

In front of us, the instructor stood in the center and said to all the people, "let's tell you the story of our training first."

The instructor was very good at narration, and soon aroused the attention of all the students, and they were completely immersed in the story.

Gong Suhe also held his chin and sat on the ground listening, sometimes clapping with everyone.

The instructor said with a smile: "I don't have any literary talent, I can only say, but our instructor sun sings very well. Now please ask him to sing" farewell my concubine! "

Instructor sun is good-looking. He stands out among a group of instructors and is very popular.

At this moment, as soon as we got to the center, the girls screamed.

Gong Suhe was used to seeing the handsome guy and didn't have much interest in him, but he clapped with everyone.

Just then, the boy on her left suddenly raised his hand: "instructor sun, can I sing this song with you?"

Gong Suhe turned his head and found that the boy beside her was very handsome.