That night, senior two and senior three students reported one after another.

The freshmen in senior one, after receiving the military training clothes, all talked about the upcoming military training life with full expectation.

These days, young men and women generally have a sacred infatuation with military uniforms. They have no idea what a severe test they will face in the next seven days.

The next day, the sun was a little more poisonous than yesterday.

The playground of Beijiang middle school is located in the south of the campus, one or two meters higher than the teaching building.

There are no tall buildings or towering trees around.

As soon as the sun rises, the autumn tiger is a living barbecue mode. Fortunately, today's playground is not a plastic runway. The sandy land is covered with coal slag, which absorbs a lot of heat.

Rao is so. Standing in the military posture in the sun, someone soon became too hot to carry it.

After all, there are more than 800 people in 14 classes. There are always some people who are weak and physically weak.

And last night, those yearning and looking forward to the momentum, under the drinking and scolding of black carbon instructors, had long been thrown out of the sky.

Wu Tao stood in the queue, above average.

The height seems to have grown a lot compared with the previous life. Maybe it was the good food in the past three months that made him catch the last bus of development.

Looking at Yang Zili beside him, he was so hot that he bared his teeth. Wu enemy was out of breath. Wu Tao was relaxed.

In his previous life, he was used to such battles. Now it's not a big thing to have a week's military training.

Until during the break, several familiar figures appeared at the entrance of the playground, and Wu Tao's momentum was sharp.

Feeling the change of his momentum, Yang Zili lowered his voice and said, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing!" Wu Tao responded, his voice getting colder.

"As soon as I heard this tone, I knew there was a problem." Yang Zili murmured, "just don't say it."

"You, you, stand out!" After such a small meeting, the instructor surnamed sun found out.

"Speak secretly when standing in the military position! 30 push ups per person! "

Wu Tao did it when he got down. Yang Zili didn't believe in evil and wanted to plead, "instructor, I..."

"You 50!"

When Yang Zili saw that even Wu Tao had accepted the punishment, he was still stubborn.

Do it. It's not embarrassing.

Yang Zili hasn't finished ten here, and Wu Tao has finished thirty and got up and returned to the team.

While the two of them recognized the punishment, those people on the edge of the playground pointed here and laughed wantonly. These people are none other than Xu Jiawen.

After watching the good play here, Xu Jiawen and his party continue to go west. There is a girls' military training array over there, which is self-evident.

It is common for senior students to make blatant comments while taking advantage of the lower grade military training.

Because this is the best chance to enjoy the scenery of Junior Girls.

During the break, Wu Tao stood under a weak sapling, holding his hat as a fan.

An Rong, dressed in military uniform, ran over, took a cup and drank, "why don't you go to my house for lunch today?"

Wu Tao shook his head. "No, aunt Hua will come. I won't be hungry." After talking, the topic changed, "Xu Jiawen's gang didn't bother you?"

"They are cheeky and stand there pointing and gossiping at our girls. They are very annoying! As soon as we react, we will be punished by the instructor. "

Wu Tao nodded, "bear it first. They just recognized it. Ignore them..."

Just as he said, there was a sudden movement in the West.

Wu Tao took a look at the shed with his hands. No, it's Zhao Li.

Patronizing an Rong, he forgot Zhao Li's powder keg.

Then he grabbed his hat and took an Rong and ran over. Running to the field, Zhao Li pointed to Xu Jiawen with her hands on her hips and scolded her head and face.

Xu Jiawen several boys scolded her, but coldly surrounded her with full deterrent.

Zhao Li has only sun Xiaoyu around her. In the face of several tall boys from Xu Jiawen, her momentum is naturally weak by three points.

Seeing that the instructor sitting and resting in the distance had not noticed the situation here, Wu Tao had to rush into the field, stop in front of Zhao Li, coldly looked at Xu Jiawen and said, "you surnamed Xu, you must pick something?"

"It was this 38 who cursed first!"

Pop! Before he finished, Wu Tao slapped him and said, "didn't your mother teach you to respect people?"

The speed is so fast that it seems that push ups have not been practiced in vain these days.

Xu Jiawen was stunned and rushed up to fight in the twinkling of an eye.

Wu Tao protected an Rong and Zhao Li, dodged several slaps, and got a few punches on the shoulder, chest and belly.

But soon, Yang Guangwei rushed out and blocked a lot. On the other side, Yang Zili scolded me, pushed the lens and joined in.

Three dozen five, the number is not dominant, the momentum of the newborn calf, but it does not lose the wind at all.

In Wu Tao's opinion, as long as you protect the integrity of an Rong and Zhao Li, it's not a big deal.

And he firmly believes that the instructor can't ignore it.

All the instructors of a platoon ran over, but before they arrived, Wu enemy brought several followers to join the scuffle.

Originally, as a representative of the local tyrant circle, he was happy to see the success of the contradiction in the learning tyrant circle. But as soon as I heard the cause of Zhao Li's curse, I suddenly burst into a rage and bullied the girls in our class. MB, how can I bear it?

The scene was immediately chaotic to the extreme.

When the two sides of the fight were separated a few minutes later, Xu Jiawen was all colored. He looked a little more embarrassed than Wu Tao.

A platoon's black charcoal instructor controlled more than a dozen people on both sides of the scuffle. Not long ago, the director of grade two of senior high school led the team to take Xu Jiawen away.

The instructor platoon leader shouted, "although those sophomores are suspected, this is the reason why you can be disorganized and undisciplined?"

No one answered and the scene was silent.

"Everyone, run 5000 meters! You can't finish running in the morning, but continue running in the afternoon! "

The crowd was silent and stared at Wu Tao.

Wu Tao took his hat, braved the scorching sun, stepped forward and started the running mode.

Others had no choice but to keep up.

Wu Tao ran ahead, accompanied by an Rong and Zhao Li. In the eyes of everyone, complacency outweighed disappointment.

Yang Guangwei and Yang Zili followed hard, smelling the fragrance in front of them, but they were also very comfortable.

But after suffering, Wu enemy, a fat local tyrant, ran like a heavy broken bellows.

After a few laps, Yang Zili seemed unable to see it. He chased Wu Tao and said, "the enemy of Wu can't run down. What can you do? "

Wu Tao looked back, nuzui toward the cool shade under the rostrum and said, "isn't there a ready-made 'textbook'?"

Yang Zili raised his eyes and opened his eyes.

A moment later, Wu enemy's fat body fell softly to the ground, and several attendants immediately cried out. The situation was more sincere than dead mother.

It seems that they have already mastered this bitter meat trick.

The instructor came to have a look. It's really bad“ Take him to the podium and give him to the school doctor. You guys keep running! "