Rebirth just wants to be a spare tire

After returning to the dormitory, Zhou Cijing enthusiastically began to try on military training clothes.

Neither Xia Xiyan nor Zhou Cijing had participated in military training before.When I was in high school, the school originally arranged a military training, but in the end it was canceled due to an accident.Therefore, Zhou Cijing's interest was particularly high.

Every time she sees Bing Ge and Sister Bing holding guns in their hands on the TV, walking neatly and heroically, she always fantasizes about how she looks like in military uniform.This time, Zhou Cijing finally had a chance to satisfy her fantasy.She quickly climbed into her bed and began to change clothes.

And Qian Feifei has participated in military training in junior high school and high school, and knows the military training process well, so she is not curious.She glanced at Zhou Cijing's bed curtain, secretly looking forward to her reaction after changing into her military training clothes.

Hey, according to her experience, these military training clothes usually don't fit too well.

Sure enough, Zhou Cijing changed her clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and screamed: "Ah!!"

She covered her face in horror, "Why don't I look good in what I'm wearing!!!"

Zhou Cijing looked at herself in the mirror, her illusion was shattered.

This is not the same as what she thought! ! !

Her frame is relatively small, and her clothes and trousers are relatively loose, making her extremely thin, without the slightest heroism of a soldier. From a distance, she looks like a child who has stolen a soldier's clothes.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Her screams echoed throughout the dormitory.

Xia Xiyan was immersed in her own thoughts, but was pulled back to reality by Zhou Cijing's scream.She shivered subconsciously, turned her head and asked in doubt, "What are you calling?"

With a mournful face, Zhou Cijing rushed towards Xia Xiyan, "Why don't I look like a soldier when I wear it?"

She muttered in a low voice: "And it looks very cowardly."

Xia Xiyan couldn't stand it anymore, she stood up, walked to Zhou Cijing's side, and slapped Zhou Cijing's back unceremoniously, "Back straight! The most important thing for a soldier is that spirit , you feel cowardly, how could it look good?"

When she patted Zhou Cijing's back with her hand, she cast a spell quietly at the same time.Clothes and trousers are fine-tuned in details according to Zhou Cijing's size.At first glance, it looks no different from other people's clothes, but the effect is quite different.

Zhou Cijing straightened her back, looked solemn and solemn, looked up at the mirror, and was surprised to find that the effect was quite different from the last time.

Although she was still thin and thin in the mirror, she still looked good.

Zhou Cijing made a gesture of holding a gun, and stood in front of the mirror happily to indulge herself.

Xia Xiyan sighed, and returned to her seat in a daze, feeling complicated.

If Senior Sister is really a magic cultivator... what should I do?

Xia Xiyan's thoughts were confused and worried.

What if the senior sister kills the whole school?

After a while, she was thinking again: If the two of them really fought, it would be impossible for her to kill the senior sister.Where is the senior sister?

As the cultivation base gets higher and higher, the original human nature of Moxiu will become weaker and weaker, and people will become more and more crazy, cruel and bloodthirsty.

She remembered seeing in her previous life that a demon cultivator had escaped the monk's heart, and couldn't help but shudder.

Xia Xiyan shook her head desperately, no, no, senior sister won't be so cruel to her... right?

The more Xia Xiyan thought about it, the more she went astray, countless tragic endings flashed in her mind, and more than an hour passed without her noticing.

Chu Zeyu was ready to go back to the dormitory after finishing his work. When he passed the milk tea shop, he remembered the anklet Xia Xiyan gave him last time, and his eyes softened.She walked into the milk tea shop, looked at the menu and hesitated, and decided to ask Xia Xiyan.

Xia Xiyan stared at the phone in a daze with a sad face, when a message from Chu Zeyu suddenly popped up on the notification bar.

She held her breath subconsciously, her fingers trembling slightly, and opened the notification message nervously.

Chu Zeyu: "What kind of milk tea do you usually drink?"

Xia Xiyan: "Huh?"

Chu Zeyu: "?"

Xia Xiyan looked confused, but still replied: "Original."

Chu Zeyu: "Yes."

Xia Xiyan: "???"

Chu Zeyu didn't reply to the message again, which made Xia Xiyan feel very uneasy.

After a while, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Xia Xiyan opened the door and saw Chu Zeyu standing outside with a cup of milk tea.

With a little guard, she asked cautiously, "Sister Yu, what's the matter?"

Chu Zeyu stuffed the milk tea into her hand, and explained concisely: "I bought it for you, I'm going back."

After speaking, Chu Zeyu turned around and left neatly, leaving Xia Xiyan standing alone in a daze.

At this moment, she was completely confused.When she imagined a bunch of dark scenes with her senior sister, and then... the senior sister bought her a cup of milk tea?

The author has something to say: at the same moment, the psychological activities of the two.

Xia Xiyan imagined a bunch of bloody scenes, and the two looked bruised.

Chu Zeyu had a hard time facing the menu. Does she prefer pearl milk tea or plain milk tea?Or coconut milk tea?

I'm sorry everyone, I've been in a bad state these days, I only wrote a little bit today...