The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

The second day of military training focused on an undercurrent, with no major conflicts and a lot of small problems.

First of all, the training intensity of the first company has not decreased at all.

The teenagers who were expecting to show off their power on the first day were completely defeated by the training.

After all, the company competition at the end of the military training was still thirty days later, and the inhumane and high-intensity training was miserable before our eyes, and we couldn't stand it.

When Shen Mian handed out and took back the equipment, he could clearly feel the depression flowing in the queue.

The training content in the morning was orienteering. Xia Qingsong talked as if he was wrapped in heavy cotton: "What do you think this old man wants to do? After more than a hundred people trained, only a dozen people could handle it completely. Half of them failed." They are struggling with the time limit, and those... tsk... you know, their physical condition is worse than ours, and I even saw some wiping tears."

"This is just military training, isn't it? As long as we are better than the second company, that's enough. As for training us like animals?"

Shen Mian pushed aside dead grass that was as tall as a person, punched in at the marked point, and said calmly: "You consider this a hint, aren't you afraid that I will report you?"

Indeed, girls from outside, after being restricted from superpower bonuses, probably do not pay attention to exercise. Their physical fitness is generally not good, and they are really struggling with their strength.

But...there are still twenty-eight days of military training.

Xia Qingsong blinked: "Damn it, are you so cruel? Besides, last night, I had almost all I wanted to know, that is, I can't tell you now."

She smiled and pointedly said: "Guess when they will take the initiative to find the instructor and apply to reduce the training intensity?"

Shen Mian did not continue: "Can't they gradually adapt to the training?"

Xia Qingsong shrugged: "The training plan set by the instructor is almost the same as that of active mecha pilots in their prime. It is not for them to adapt."

"If," she turned to look at Shen Mian, "someone could be this savior and ask me to train less, I would really be grateful to have him."

Shen Mian's expression remained unchanged: "The savior appears, but he needs BGM."

Xia Qingsong cleared up the conversation and yelled: "Hey, how did we get to the venue of the second company at the check-in point? Anyway, we have enough time, why don't we go see the pretty boys?"

Shen Mian paused, and Xia Qingsong immediately encouraged: "I heard that those little men got up early in the morning to dress up in order to save a little time from training. Men just love to take shortcuts. There are several dormitories where people are disturbed by dressing up. Get up, it would be a pity just to show it to the health instructor, let's take a look too."

Shen Mian said helplessly: "Your sources of information are really extensive."

Xia Qingsong mocked: "There is a man in the second company. He tells me gossip about the boys' dormitory every day. He also pretends to be a woman and calls me sister. Green tea is so vulgar. It's hard not to know."

"You don't want your hot senior brother anymore?"

"Don't accuse me wrongly. This green tea hanging is so ugly and so strong that it's inedible even if its head is removed. I keep it as a free gossip tabloid."

There was a noise not far away.

Xia Qingsong was agitated: "I love seeing men bickering and quarreling. Stop talking and let me listen."

Several boys gathered in a circle, dressed in exquisite appearances, but now they were in a mess, still full of resentment.

They were not tall, so they could see the two tall boys being surrounded, with mediocre faces and impatient expressions.

One of them was none other than the famous troublemaker who was kicked to the ground by Shen Mian at the school gate, Little Hunter.

"You want to show off your personality in front of the health instructors, can you please not drag us into extra training!" One of the men, led by the boy in fine clothes, roared, "Do you know how much tanning we have? My skin color has to go from pink to 1.37 white. , from dark to pink, it’s 1.4 times whiter! Do you know how difficult it is to buy optical foundation of this color? How many rays did I do to become this white!”

All the men around him echoed: "That's right, that's right! You're sloppy, why don't you let others be refined and self-disciplined?"

Little Hunter looked at them as if he were looking at mutant Zerg: "This is an opportunity to directly enter the headquarters of the Sixth Army! Can you have some ambition! Are you willing to live and die for this trivial matter?"

"A small thing? Do you know how much skin color can improve a person's temperament?" The leader of the finely dressed boy sneered, "Besides, I will go out after graduation, and my old Wu is already at the headquarters, fighting and killing. What's the use? Don't you have to be my subordinate?"

"That's it, you think that everyone is just like you ugly men and no one wants to win, so you have to fight on your own!"

"If you want to make progress, can you please stop kidnapping us? We are all men. Why can't you be more tolerant to your kind? You have the freedom to be a professional man, don't we have the freedom to be full-time husbands?"

"You are so capable. Why don't you use force on the women of the first company? You have to come and preach to us men. You really love female genital mutilation!"

Little Hunter's expression became even more confused.

Confused to the point of being a little pitiful.

The hardcover men suddenly felt victorious.

"Hmph, who knows whether those company competitions of yours are true or false? I think you are just pretending to be naive to attract the instructors. Do you want to be some hard-working and motivated little white flower, using our heroes to set you off? Bah! In front of me Are you playing this trick? You are all men, why can’t I see your little thoughts? "

"It's a pity that ugly people are ugly people. Even if we are tanned, we are still a thousand or ten thousand times more beautiful than you~"

The men fled away in a hurry, and little Hunter and his accomplices seemed to have had a nightmare.

Xia Qingsong and Shen Mian looked at each other, holding back their laughter and slipped away.

"Oh my God, I really like watching men mess around more and more." It’s a wave.”

Shen Mian thoughtfully said: "I didn't expect that some people would reject such a good opportunity."

Xia Qingsong ridiculed: "It's not that they don't want it, they want too much. They want to be beautiful and exquisite, and be photographed casually, and it will be a beautiful photo, but they also want to win the competition and get the opportunity to enter the headquarters, but …How can there be such a good thing in the world?”

"If you are unwilling to give up unnecessary things, you will not win. I have to comfort myself. At least I am still beautiful. It seems that there is such a thing as being glorious despite defeat."

"However, victory is victory, and failure is failure. The dealer will only take it all, and the loser will get nothing. This is the rule of the world."

Xia Qingsong showed some of his snow-white teeth and said with a slightly teasing smile: "However, I quite like their disguises. They waste time to please themselves, and it's pleasing to my eyes. It's the best of both worlds."