"Everyone, please hurry up. If we delay for a while, we may not even be able to drink the vegetable soup."

"It doesn't matter, we have a lot to eat!"

Hearing what the little cutie said, Qin Jian slapped his forehead before remembering something else, and asked the 404 people in front: "Can any of the three of you explain to me why Xia Shu's bag contains your food?

"

Wang Xiaoliang pretended to be stupid when he heard this, and continued to discuss the unfinished topics on the runway with the little cutie.

"Really, I'll take you to play black when you get back, I'm a blind thief 6."

"Okay~"

Chen Tangjie and Ding Yaru whispered seriously, pretending not to hear, and walked to one side of the team.

Zheng Feng quickened his pace.

A group of people walked towards the canteen in a mighty manner.

Seeing that Xia Shu didn't respond, Qin Jian had to look at the person next to him.

"Don't look at me," Ning Qianxia shook her head gently, "I was not in the dormitory last night and I don't know what happened."

Qin Jian shrugged, "Okay."

Anyway, just eat some.

"By the way, where is your little sister? Isn't she with you?" Qin Jian suddenly remembered the driver who caused the accident.

"She," Ning Qianxia sighed helplessly, "she didn't get up in the morning, so she had to come over in the afternoon."

What's the reason for this? If you can't get up, you don't have to come to the military training?

The second generation of rich people are different. Qin Jian smacked his lips and said, "Very good."

As a few people walked into the cafeteria, the first class of the university for the 14th grade freshmen was officially over.

Qin Jian ran two more laps, but it really didn't matter to him.

Natsuki Aso is not only her current classmate, but also his and Duan Ran’s friend.

A group of young people once competed in the Tokyo arena together, ate delicious Japanese-style Chinese food together, and left common footprints and laughter together.

So at that moment, he felt that he should help his friend.

At this point, he was moved and moved, and loyalty is loyalty. Everyone's coming forward a few minutes ago made him feel a sense of community that he had never experienced before.

All this is new to him.

There was no scene in the canteen that Chen Tangjie had imagined, where he would arrive a second late and only have leftover soup.

However, when they entered, what they saw was a mountain-like pile of snacks on the ground at the door.

Hand in ruthlessly.

"Let's eat."

Eight people, sitting together.

"It's time to eat."

...

After a hearty lunch, the next two hours are lunch break.

There was no cold drink, no air conditioning, just a mat and a fan whirring overhead, but that was enough.

But everyone felt that not long after they closed their eyes, the sound of the wake-up call sounded in their ears.

"Get up."

"Ah, I just fell asleep."

"So sleepy~"

"I really want to sleep for a while."

At this time, the atmosphere in each barracks was similar.

"Everyone, please get up. Maybe if you gather early, you can save a few minutes of standing in military posture."

"Hahaha, that's reasonable, everyone, please be smart."

"let's go."

"Hey, buddy, which major are you from?"

"Music Therapy."

"Yes, that's right, I remembered it, I am a student of Western Music History."

At first, we were strangers to each other, but in this atmosphere, we gradually became companions.

At about 2:20, the three formations had already lined up ten minutes in advance.

"Take a break——"

"stand at attention--"

"Strengthen the military posture!"

After everyone had eaten, drank and rested, they found that the half-hour military posture was not as long as they thought.

Thirty minutes later, the first and second teams entered the rest period.

The third team continued.

Probably because everyone was doing well, after another five minutes, "rest."

Hu Long did not fulfill what he said in the morning, but only gave the third team an extra five minutes of penalty time.

At this moment, everyone realized that the black-faced instructor was not so unkind.

five minutes later.

"gather!"

Everyone stood up and stood up again.

After a discussion with several instructors, Hu Long came to the front of the three formations.

"A team of Ning Qianxia."

"arrive!"

"Second Team Zheng Feng."

"arrive!"

"Team Three Qin Jian."

"arrive!"

"Get out of the queue!"

The three of them immediately ran out of the team.

Hu Long's sharp eyes passed over the faces of the three people and said: "After the assessment this morning, the instructors group unanimously decided to appoint the three of you as the flag bearers of each team."

After the three people looked at each other, they all had some differences.

Ning Qianxia's reputation in the vocal department is always the highest, and she is top-notch in terms of professionalism and temperament.

Although Zheng Feng is taciturn, his words and deeds give people a particularly down-to-earth feeling.

Not to mention Qin Jian, the word 'Qin Jian' has long been outside the student circle of Hua Guo Yuan. In addition, everyone is still fresh in their minds about what happened in the morning, so they have a favorable impression of this male student who has both fame and strength and is also responsible.

.

Even if some people are not convinced, they can only give up. After all, this is the decision of the instructors. In addition, these three people do have some prestige among their classmates, and no one is willing to stand up and offend them.

What's more, the most a flag bearer can do is add points to the assessment score at the end of the military training.

In the music school, this thing is really useless.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

I don’t know who took the lead in applauding, and then there was a round of applause, and everyone seemed to be accommodating.

For a while, the atmosphere was a bit lively.

"Continue training."

...

...

Time flies by.

The 14th-level freshmen trained in various subjects under the command to stand at attention and take a break.

In the morning, I ran military posture + classified subject training, and in the afternoon, I ran military posture + classified subject training.

After nine days, everyone has become accustomed to getting up at half-past six and going to bed on time at 10:30 p.m.
To be continued...