365 days a year do not want to open

The number of freshmen in the finance department of Q University this year is as large as ever, and they are divided into three classes.

Guan Shaoqin and Song Fei, who were inseparable from Xie Jibei, were all in the same class, and naturally the dormitory was also together.

Apart from the three of them, there was no one else in this dormitory.

Guan Shaoqin kicked Sein Fei, who was foot-to-toe with him: "You scared people away, hurry up and clean up for me."

"Don't bother." Seinfeld was watching the video, watching and watching, he put the phone down, bent his knees and started doing abdominal crunches.

This action attracted the attention of Guan Shaoqin and Xie Jibei, they looked at each other, what's wrong with this idiot?

About 5 minutes later, Seinfeld collapsed on the bed panting, mumbling in his mouth: "Unscientific, absolutely unscientific!"

"What's the matter?" It was Guan Shaoqin who asked the question. He looked at Sein Fei, who was the loudest among the three, and felt a little headache.

"There's a devil next door who does 1 crunches in one minute, what the fuck, is this a human?" Seinfeld stood up, took his mobile phone and shared the video to the three of them's WeChat group: "You guys."

Guan Shaoqin was the first to click on it, and sure enough, just like what Sein Fei said, the buddies in the video were pretty cool: "Which department is next door?"

"do not know."

"It's really good."

Xie Jibei was about to take off his earphones and go to sleep. After listening to their discussion, he also clicked on the video, and after watching, he said, "The waist strength is pretty good."

Guan Shaoqin burst out laughing: "Jibei, your focus is too flamboyant."

Xie Jibei didn't say anything, he has always been like this, and he doesn't pay much attention to people all the year round.

But the whole No. [-] middle school knows that the matter of Guan Shaoqin and Song Fei is the matter of Xie Jibei, so don't mess with these three people if you mess with anyone.

Now that the three of them are gone, the group of junior high school students should breathe a sigh of relief.

The three major demon kings finally let go of the scourge of the fourth middle school, Q Da.

"I'm asleep." Xie Jibei said, and the whole dormitory fell silent consciously.

The next morning, it started to rain.

After the instructor announced that there would be no military training, the whole camp was filled with joy.

The instructor said: "If it's raining, you're free. Students who are interested in visiting the indoor training with me can raise their hands to sign up!"

classmates:"??"

The young faces looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, few people raise their hands.

"Instructor, count me in." Wu Ye raised his hand.

"Damn, aren't you?" Han Xiao was stunned, wouldn't it smell good under the covers this day?

"Okay! Who else?" The instructor smiled gratifiedly when he saw the students raising their hands one after another: "Come on, come with me."

Among them was Han Xiao, who regretted it after raising his hand: "Hey, Wu Ye, it's all your fault."

Wu Ye said solemnly: "Too much sleep will make you stupid."

Han Xiao: "..."

It was raining outside, and a group of seven or eight people followed the instructors to the indoor training ground. There were fighting, shooting and other sports here. Most people's eyes were full of novelty, only Wu Ye, with nostalgia in his eyes.

The soldiers are not training today, there are only students and instructors in the field, and as far as the eye can see, there are instructors teaching students to fight in close quarters, learning the technique of grappling; at the other end of the shooting range, there is still shooting.

It is estimated that the real bullets are not used, just to let the big guys feel the feeling of shooting.

Wu Ye was a little itchy, and Han Xiao who was standing next to him grabbed his elbow: "Go, Wu Ye, let's go shoot."

Just as Wu Ye had this intention, he nodded and went with Han Xiao.

Of course, you won't be able to get a gun right away after you pass by, but you have to listen to the instructor explain it to them before you can get started.

Wu Ye was very familiar with those rules. When the instructor was speaking, his eyes were firmly attracted by a tall figure.

"What are you looking at?" Han Xiao also looked over, startled: "Xie Jibei?"

The person standing there shooting the gun was Xie Jibei. He was tall and thin, measuring 185cm by visual inspection, which was quite tall.

Wearing the same camouflage uniform as everyone else, it stands to reason that standing in a crowd is not eye-catching, but whether it is Wu Ye or Han Xiao, they can see Xie Jibei at a glance.

Looking around again, there are quite a few people paying attention to Xie Jibei.

Wu Ye's heart skipped a beat when he heard the name, and he took a second look in surprise.

Xie Jibei, who was shooting, stood tall and straight, holding the gun in a standard posture. It was not the first time he touched the gun.

Wu Ye thought of the other party going in and out of the camp in an officer's car every day, so he put away his doubts; his eyes moved from the other party's body to his face, and he was slightly startled. This big boy looks good, has a good temperament, and is cool and handsome. .

Many girls should like it.

After a pause, Wu Ye's face changed slightly when he remembered Xie Jibei's sexual orientation.

Xie Jibei, who was playing shooting, suddenly felt that someone was staring at him, so he turned his head to look this way, and immediately met a dazed face.

"..."

Wu Ye's vigilance has always been very good. Recently, he changed his identity and quietly slack off. When he found that Xie Jibei was also looking at him, he looked back guiltily.

It is too difficult for Wu Ye to approach each other for private purposes, and to conceal sexual orientation to deceive feelings.

At this moment, the opportunity to strike up a conversation was in front of him, and he retreated coldly.

This kind of thing was impossible to happen before, and Wu Ye was always the one who rushed to the forefront when facing tasks.

For the sake of missions and comrades in arms, he can charge forward, or break up behind him, and he is absolutely unambiguous about what is given to him.

Just such a decisive person on the battlefield, when faced with matters related to feelings, suddenly becomes restrained, always feeling that if he does something, he will hurt the other party.

immoral.

No.

"Are there any students who don't understand?" The instructor stared at a absent-minded classmate while speaking.

Wu Ye turned her head sensitively and met the instructor's eyes: "Understood, instructor."

The instructor threw a gun to him: "Then explain it to me."

Wu Ye gave a military salute: "Yes!" Then he took the gun and began to explain.

No matter the details or the order, word for word is correct, just like a textbook.

The instructor's eyes changed when he saw him, and he said in surprise, "My boy, do you have any elders in your family who serve as soldiers?"

Wu Ye searched in his memory. In this life, there was an uncle who was a soldier, so he nodded: "Yeah!"

"How is your shooting?" The instructor got excited and pointed to a target and said to him, "Go and shoot two shots."

Wu Ye walked over under the surprised gazes of his classmates. He was next door to Xie Jibei. He waited for the next door to finish beating before raising his hand.

The instructor stood behind him and nodded: "Yes, the posture of holding the gun is very standard."

After Xie Jibei fired a round of bullets, he realized that there were so many people standing around, but the interesting thing is that these people were not watching him, but the kid who was peeking at him just now.

He turned his head and looked over, Wu Ye's height and appearance made him take another look...

The guy doing crunches?

bang bang bang bang...

Wu Ye concentrated, aimed at the bullseye, and fired all the bullets at once.

"Okay!" The experienced instructor clapped his hands and shouted "Hello" after Wu Ye finished firing the bullets.

This made the people around hold their breath, and when the target slowly moved in front of them, they saw a hole was punched through the bull's eye, did they all hit?

Yes, no wonder the instructor said yes.

I saw the hole in the bull's eye, which was slightly larger than the hole through which ordinary bullets passed. It could be seen that all five bullets had hit the hole.

What kind of fairy marksmanship is this?

Fuck, is this guy really a freshman like them?

The onlookers thought in shock.

Wu Ye fired a round and came down to change the magazine, just as Xie Jibei was also changing the magazine, Wu Ye reached out first, and he reached out later, taking the same piece.

"Sorry." Wu Ye said uncomfortably when his hand was touched, and took the one next to him instead.

No, no, he is very uncomfortable just touching his hands!

Don't talk about being someone else's object, that's absolutely not acceptable.

"The gun shot well." Xie Jibei put the clip on his gun and opened the safety catch.

Wu Ye was in a mess, and nodded vaguely: "It's okay, you're shooting well." He didn't dare to look at Xie Jibei, and hurriedly changed the magazine for his gun, and returned to his position.

"..." Xie Jibei was stunned, his eyebrows raised, what's wrong with this kid?

Treating him as a scourge is this?

Xie Jibei, who was a little unhappy, returned to his seat, and there was the sound of shooting from the next door. He turned his head and looked, and saw Wu Ye's handsome profile, which was a particularly attractive and tasteful type.

Not the kind of flashy niche.

Wu Ye knew that someone was looking at him. To be honest, he felt that Xie Jibei's eyes... were more uncomfortable than the eyes of a hundred officers.

He was calm on the surface, but being watched by a big boy made his palms sweat, and he was under a lot of pressure.

Wu Ye thought to himself, if he had known earlier, he would have accepted some killing missions, even if he lacked arms and legs, it would be a hundred times better than this.

"Damn, Wu Ye, your shot is really good!" Han Xiao saw that Wu Ye hit every shot twice, and immediately stepped forward and put his arms around Wu Ye's neck to praise, especially proudly: "Teacher!" I shoot?"

Wu Ye was worried that there was no reason to divert his attention, so he nodded immediately when he heard the words: "Okay, I will teach you."

"Let's go." Han Xiao didn't take the gun yet, so he went back with Wu Ye to get the gun.

Next, Wu Ye concentrated on teaching Han Xiao how to practice guns, but he seldom paid attention to that person.

When he distracted himself to take a look, he found that Xie Jibei had left at some point.

Wu Ye breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became annoyed.

Now that you have accepted the task, you shouldn't dawdle, you can't stand being touched by someone.

The next day cleared and the military training continued.

After noon, Wu Ye was dragged by Han Xiao to the canteen to buy something, and when he passed the main road, he deliberately walked slowly, and found that the black bridge car was coming, and followed it subconsciously.

It's not hot today, and the people sitting in the car open the windows to blow the wind.

There was a driver in the car, and Xie Jibei and the three of them.

Sein Fei sat in the co-pilot next to the driver, chatting while playing games: "How many more days do we have for military training? I'm almost tired of eating the food in Miss Liu's restaurant."

"Then eat Miss Chen's restaurant." Guan Shaoqin answered, then looked at Xie Jibei, and found that Xie Jibei was looking out the window, and smiled: "Who are you looking at?"

He probed to look around, but in the next second, Xie Jibei closed the window of the car, and said angrily: "It's a fool, there's nothing to see."

Guan Shaoqin had known Xie Jibei for thirteen or four years, and this was the first time he saw his brother's attitude, and couldn't help thinking: "You don't want to be beaten up, but you look at such an annoying idiot?"

"Are you talking about me?" Seinfeld suddenly interjected.

The good atmosphere was ruined by him, Guan Shaoqin scolded: "Play your game."

"Okay Dad." Seinfeld obediently responded, and the sound of playing games came from the other side.

beat?

Xie Jibei thought of Wu Ye's face, and thought about the opponent's body and spear skills, and sneered, "I may not be able to beat him."

"Huh?" Guan Shaoqin thought that Xie Jibei would not speak anymore, but he suddenly said something, and he laughed: "Who? Hearing you say that, I really want to get to know each other."

But Xie Jibei said to him: "I don't know him either."

This aroused Guan Shaoqin's interest, and he became even more curious about the person Xie Jibei was talking about: "You don't know him either? Why don't you tell me what he looks like, and I'll ask you about it."

Xie Jibei thought to himself, that idiot is called Wu Ye, so there is no need to inquire.

"Don't worry about it."

Guan Shaoqin's heart trembled, and he didn't say anything more.

However, his gossip soul has already been ignited, and he is looking forward to the follow-up of this matter.