I am almost graduated, and I still have this psychological quality. I walked over slowly and said:

"What advice do you have for the two squad leaders?"

These two pickets, one with acne on his face, was born with a fierce and vicious look. They were a soldier, while the other was a soldier with a childish look. At first glance, they were a follower. Usually, before retiring from the army, they would bring new pickets out to trouble the trainees. On the one hand, they would give the trainees courage. On the other hand, they would let the trainees know that this little trick will be a picket in the future. You should be more at ease...

Acne makes his face look stern, saying:

"Don't you know the college's regulations? You are not allowed to cross Bridge No. 3 during the regular class! Take out your student ID!"

I smiled and said, "I'm here to see a doctor!" He pointed to the health team beside Bridge No. 3. The patients can still walk on Bridge No. 3 because the patients cannot follow the queue, and some limp, which affects the military appearance.

"A doctor? I see you lively and you are so sick! Don't come with me this way. I've seen many people like you!"

I didn't say anything, and slowly took out the sick leave slip issued by Dr. Li from my pocket. My injury was not healed at that time. Dr. Li said I could not do strenuous exercise, so I gave me a one-month and a half-off leave slip.

I handed over the sick leave slip without saying a word. After reading the acne for half a minute, I didn't find any flaws, so I threw the leave slip to me. I turned around and wanted to leave.

"Come back! Fucking I said you can leave!" The person who spoke was the recruit!
Chapter completed!