The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Tang Jiao's eyes rolled.

She interrupted Chen Mili who was talking incessantly, pointed at herself pretending to be serious, and asked:

"How about me and Xiao Jingchuan? Who is more handsome?"

Chen Mili often laments how handsome Xiao Jingchuan is!How excellent!Girls who like him can line up at the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

But she was so close that she didn't dare to deal with Xiao Jingchuan for more than a year. She even called him a beautiful name: Xiao Shen's level of heavenly vegetables can only be viewed from a distance.

Seeing Tang Jiao's sullen expression, the other three people instantly guessed that the real owner was here.

They all looked towards the entrance of the cafeteria, and sure enough, they saw Xiao Jingchuan, who was more than half a head taller, among the crowd of people at the entrance.

The large military training uniform had a tailor-made effect when worn on him, fitting and straight.

With a tan belt tied around her waist, wide shoulders and inverted triangles, and perfectly proportioned long legs, her aura is even greater than usual.

Change the military green canvas shoes into shiny black military boots, and you will look like "my special forces boyfriend".

Girls coming and going couldn't help but look up and peek at him.

"Ah - it's so dazzling!"

Chen Mili clenched his fist and lightly smashed the table. The answer was self-evident.

As time approaches, there are more and more people in the canteen.

Xiao Jingchuan saw Tang Jiao at a glance.

The girl wore a hat and tilted her head, revealing her fair face in profile. She smiled softly and said something to others. It looked like she was full.

Xiao Jingchuan's thin lips curled up slightly, he withdrew his eyes, and was ordered by Lin Haojie to walk towards the window.

"Everyone has-"

"Look to the right - Qi! Forward - look! Stand at attention!"

"I am your instructor Sun Yu, you can call me Sun Jiao. I will lead you in training for the next 15 days."

"High school military training is not difficult at all, but here! It will definitely be difficult! Now that you are here, you must show your attitude, courage, and persistence!

During training, I don’t want my team to behave like laughing, laziness and slippery behavior.No matter you have any questions, raise your hands first and call for report..."

Every open space and school road in the No. [-] Middle School campus is lined up with military training teams, divided into green squares one after another.

The training area for Class 1 is on the basketball court outside the gymnasium, and Class 2 occupies two separate basketball courts. It is a bare area with no shade.

Although it is early autumn, the sun is still very powerful during the day, and the sun is getting hotter as it gets closer to noon. At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun has already appeared.

It was different from the happy atmosphere of Class 2 where laughter could be heard from time to time.

There was dead silence in Class 1's queue a few meters away, except for the solemn and cold sounds of instructions.

Coach Sun Yu is wearing training camouflage. He is of medium height but has a straight and upright body. He spreads his legs and clasps his hands behind his back. When he speaks, his body does not sway at all.

With his bronze skin and resolute eyes, he exudes the iron discipline of a soldier.

Everyone in Class 1 was a little frightened for a moment.

Compared with the round-faced instructor from the team next door who is always smiling, the instructor with the Chinese character face in their class is the King of Hell!

When he came up, he first gave them a show of strength.

After Sun Yu finished a brief self-introduction and discipline explanation, he put down the hand behind his back, took a step back, and formally issued the first instruction in a high-pitched voice.

"Everyone is welcome! Girls line up in two, boys line up in three. Line up again in order of height."

Everyone was stunned, unconsciously relaxed their tense bodies, and looked at each other from left to right.

When they originally gathered, most of them stood together with familiar people who played well, but now no one dared to speak. They looked at each other helplessly and dispersed hesitantly.

"Hurry up!"

A thunderous shout exploded in his ears.

Everyone's scalps instantly became tense.

Screaming secretly in his heart, he quickened his pace and moved around, not daring to say aloud even if he bumped into each other in a panic.

"I'm always complaining about standing in line. Don't you know that you are taller than you are short?"

Sun Yu stood in front of the team, watching a group of new recruits walking back and forth hesitantly looking for positions, frowning with dissatisfaction and training.

"The tallest boys and girls in the class will stand first, and the others will stand behind them. How can they not do this?"

The landmark figure in the class, Wang Dongqi, a giant nearly two meters tall, felt like he had been shot in the back.

He silently stood at the first place in the last row, while Xiao Jingchuan had already stood at the first place in the previous row.

Liao Fan and Xiao Jiacheng were behind Xiao Jingchuan. Lin Haojie was very self-aware and walked back from the beginning, only lingering in the rear area of ​​the team.

Tang Jiao was petite, so she consciously stood at the end of the second row, while Chen Mili and others stood in the middle of the line.

Under the attack of Sun Jiao's eyes, the 58 people finally completed the rearrangement relatively quickly. The chaotic and mixed sounds were instantly quiet, and they all stood up straight, waiting for the devil instructor's review.

Sun Yu took two steps left and right to check the situation, and his expression softened a little.

Seeing a small girl standing out at the end of the second row, he looked around and spoke to the end of the line.

"The last one in the second row, yes, that's you, stand behind the third row."

Tang Jiao, who was suddenly called by name, raised his eyes in shock.

Wouldn't the instructor recognize her as a boy?

Maybe, maybe the instructor has obsessive-compulsive disorder...

Tang Jiao silently walked through the crowd and stood at the end of the third row of boys.

The entire team was organized from front to back, from right to left, square and neat.

"Okay, that's it."

Tang Jiao: ...It’s really obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Coach, how can she, a woman, stand in this row?"

A male voice as rough as scraping paper suddenly sounded.

The voice had a long, careless drawl and deliberately paused for a while before emphasizing the word "female".

Provocative means full.

There was a sudden silence in the queue.

No one dared to move their heads and quietly moved their eyes in the direction of the sound.

Xiao Jingchuan's sharp eyes instantly locked onto a tall, thin and slightly hunchbacked figure standing in the third row. He lowered his eyebrows and shifted his gaze to the left to look at Tang Jiao.

Standing at the end of a row of boys, Tang Jiao looked even smaller.

Like a child, he stood with his slender waist straight and motionless.

An inexplicable and intense feeling of discomfort rushed up.

Wisps of irritable emotions climbed up, getting stronger and stronger, burning his reason.

Xiao Jingchuan pressed the corners of his eyes and tightened his jawline.

He turned around and glanced at the instructor, seeing him staring at the troublemaker with a stern face.

He barely suppressed the urge to crush the person to the ground, clenching his fists loudly.

In the team of Class 2 next to me, I don’t know who made the first “poof” sound.

Immediately afterwards, there was laughter and discussion one after another.

Tang Jiao stood with a stupefied face, half-covered by the shadow of the brim of his hat, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.