Apocalypse Paradise

As soon as the alarm clock rang, Su Qing woke up immediately, quickly turned off the alarm clock, and glanced at Zhao Yu, who was still sleeping soundly. She hugged Su Qing as tightly as a koala, half covered by her long disheveled hair. face.

Obviously Zhao Yu was not affected by the alarm clock. Su Qing gently pushed Zhao Yu's body away and opened the tent a little. It was still dark outside, but he could vaguely see the appearance of the tent next to him.

It's almost dawn!

He pushed Zhao Yu gently and said, "Wake up, Xiaoyu, it's almost dawn!"

"Ah~ what, is it dawn yet?" Zhao Yu half stood up with difficulty, his eyes still closed, and his tone was full of unwilling laziness.

After sitting up, Zhao Yu lowered his head and yawned hard, then stretched, slowly opened his eyes, and rubbed the "sesame paste" from the corners of his eyes with his hands.

After watching Zhao Yu's series of actions, he finally regained some consciousness and said, "Hold on for a while longer. After watching the beginning of the day, let's go back to the hotel to rest."

"Well, okay!" Zhao Yu tied up her long hair, took the wet wipes from Su Qing and wiped her face, feeling somewhat refreshed again.

"Let's go out and take a seat first." Su Qing put on her coat and climbed out of the tent, followed closely by Zhao Yu.

After the two walked out of the tent, Zhou Guosong's alarm clock also rang. He stood up suddenly, turned off the alarm clock, rubbed his face and eyes with his hands, cheered up, put on his coat and crawled out of the tent.

I looked at the sound of mobile phone alarm clocks ringing in the surrounding tents. The members of their team should be getting up soon!

Zhou Guosong moved around nearby and "reported"

"enqueue"

Suppressed reports sounded one after another.

"Stand in two rows, girls in front and boys in the back. Come closer and squeeze."

Seeing that almost everyone has arrived, "count from left to right." Zhou Guosong stood in front of the team, holding a long cylindrical bag in his right hand, listening to the team members' counting.

"1" "2" "3"......

"45, the number of people reported to be present is 45, but the actual number of people present is 45."

"Okay! Are you all ready?"

"Ready!" The suppressed voices of the team members were full of excitement.

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It was an ordinary morning. They were wearing honor guard uniforms and holding a model of the Type [-] rifle after raising the flag.

"The weather is nice today! Tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday. Do you have any plans?" Zhou Guosong asked with a smile while wearing white gloves and holding a command knife in his right hand.

"Oh, does the squad leader have any plans?" Chang Jin, who was standing in front of the squad leader Zhou Guosong, also asked in agreement.

Then other people in the team echoed, "Follow the squad leader's arrangements!"

"Okay, let's meet at the south gate of the auditorium at 6:30 in the evening. Don't eat too much!"

"it is good!"

"Stand at attention, look to the right, look forward, disperse.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The team began to disperse into small groups. Two people walked in rows and three people walked in the middle of the road. The ears of wheat on the military uniforms collided with each other. The clear sound symphonized with the sound of military boots hitting the ground. The rays of the morning sun sprinkled on the military uniforms and dyed them. A soft glow.

"very handsome!"

"Hello, classmates, can I take a photo with you?"

Xu Zhaotong was walking at the front of the team when he was stopped by a classmate who suddenly came over and said, "Walk in place and stand at attention."

"I'm sorry! The school has regulations. If you want to take pictures, you can go to the national flag class office to apply. It's in Room 201 on the second floor of the administration building."

"Let's go together"

Xu Zhaotong continued walking with the team, but the corners of his mouth raised in suppressed expression. Although this was not the first time he was stopped, he was still very happy.

After returning to the dormitory and taking off his military uniform, Xu Zhaotong raised the corners of his suppressed mouth and opened his mouth in a silly manner. The roommates would not be back for a while. They had early self-study.

Thinking about all the hardships I went through in exchange for this outfit, no, not just clothes, but also honor, then everything is worth it.

What kind of ordeal was that?

It was hard training from 5:30 in the morning to 11:00 in the evening. For two whole months, I only met my roommates during class.

It’s standing in a military posture until your feet are numb, it’s pressing your toes to the point where tears well up in your eyes, it’s holding your legs up until you walk with a limp, it’s saluting until you can’t use chopsticks and can only use a spoon.

It was gun practice until my shoulders were swollen, it was the devil's willpower training on Friday night, 30 laps on the playground, running around the campus with weights, and standing on a small platform with 25 cards sandwiched between them.

"If you can't hold on any longer, you can leave at any time. Think about it, your roommates are playing games in the dormitory with the air conditioner blowing on. Think about it, they will go to a restaurant to eat and drink spicy food. What's the point of persisting here?"

"Yeah, what's the point!" Xu Zhaotong folded the military uniform and put the hat on top. He straightened the hat with his hand, rubbed the brim and then closed the cabinet.

I hope the squad leader's arrangements for the evening are not a shock. Even though I have been mentally prepared, my heart is still twitching.

The group of the [-]th National Flag Class of the Chengdu College became lively.

@zhou国松, was the squad leader surprised or frightened tonight?

big courage·jpg If you dare to guess what the squad leader is thinking, be careful not to eat as much juice as you do.

Bad smile·jpg

……

"I heard that Team Leader Xu was stopped again! I've given your contact information to the young lady! You don't mind!"

"Oh, this is the first one this month! @Xu Zhaotong"

"Oh, classmate Xu, keep silent and pretend to be an expert!"

"It's time to eat! I heard that Xiyuan's spicy soup is good. Do you want to try it, brothers?"

"Oh, this topic change is too abrupt!"

"Dating is not allowed within the team, but it is allowed outside the team!"

"Brothers, who knows? There are full classes in the morning, but they are still on different campuses."

"This has to bring up the matter of our three days off."

"We have an appointment at the library! I'll save a seat for you."

"Roll, roll hard for me!"

"Library +1"

"+1"

"King Didi"

"Peace Didi"

"In the promotion round, give me a thigh hug!"

After Xu Zhaotong agreed to the WeChat friend request, he silenced his cell phone and walked to the classroom with his backpack on his back.

He only has two classes in the morning. As a literature major, he has only seven boys in the class and is nicknamed the Calabash Brothers.

Skillfully throwing a few books to the back row to help the Calabash brothers occupy seats, he sat in the front row.

These two classes on ancient literature appreciation were big classes, with three classes taking them together. The lecturer was an old professor who had returned from retirement. He spoke with a slight accent and liked to ask questions, but fortunately there was no penalty even if he couldn't answer the questions. .

If the answer is correct, the old professor will continue to ask questions, especially the students in the front row who like to ask questions.

Although Xu Zhaotong is not short-sighted, he likes to sit in the front row. On the one hand, it is close to the door, and on the other hand, it is relatively open and comfortable to sit in. On the other hand, although he is somewhat introverted, he is not afraid of the teacher's questions and is not afraid of the teacher's questions. Feeling ashamed for not being able to answer the question.

He enjoys seeking the satisfaction of his own world inwardly, which means he doesn't care too much about other people's opinions, so a somewhat strange phenomenon occurs.

In the spacious classroom, the back rows were full of people, but the front rows were empty. There were a few people sitting here and there who didn't get the seats in the back rows, but most of them were in groups, except for Xu Zhaotong himself. One person dominates a row.

"Zhao Tong, please answer the categories of the Book of Songs." Wu Xu looked at the handsome young man in front of him and adjusted his reading glasses and asked. He likes to ask questions in class, which makes him feel that his class has feedback and students have a sense of participation. He didn't like the sound of his being the only voice in class.

At the beginning, he called Xu Zhaotong, this short-haired young man, you are sitting alone in the second row, so conspicuous.

"Okay, sit down first!"

[Ancient literature is an important part of the Yanhua civilization. It has a long history and its origin is roughly the same as the origin of the Yanhua civilization. ]

After the old professor retired, he returned to his hometown. Later, he was hired by a university near his home. He only had two days of classes a week, so he was not tired from teaching, and he also found something to do for himself.

In his previous school, although students were not rushing to attend his classes, the seats were still packed. Now seeing the students sitting back, Professor Wu just found it interesting. After so many years, his mind has been polished by ups and downs. It has long been as calm as a deep ancient well.

He doesn't like to use multimedia, but his body can't keep up. Writing on the blackboard is a hard job. This courseware is what he cares about his students. He wants to teach this course well, but he doesn't care if any students listen carefully. After all, half of the editors of the new textbooks came from his disciples.

Professor Wu feels that he is worthy of the title of senior in this life!

"The Book of Songs is divided into three categories: Fengya Ode..."

"Yes, but do you know what these three categories are about?"

"do not know!"

"Okay, sit down first and listen to me slowly!"

It has been more than three months since I came to this school. What impressed Professor Wu the most was this classmate. Every Friday class, he always sat alone in the second row. Even though he asked him questions every time, he didn't I thought about hiding in the back, but I just couldn’t do it, I was very calm.

Moreover, this young man is quite recognizable. He has short short hair, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He sits upright and knows Xu Zhaotong's name just by asking questions back and forth.

Professor Wu is old and young. He gets up early and walks on the playground in his spare time. He often sees Xu Zhaotong running on the playground and greets him.

"Not bad!" was Professor Wu's evaluation of Xu Zhaotong.