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The high school seniors participating in the training camp loaded eight buses in a mighty manner. There were not many students from class 10, a total of 6 students, and Qi Luo and his dormitory accounted for two-thirds.

In fact, Zhao Siyuan didn't need to attend the intensive class because of his grades, but when he heard that Qi Luo, Xu Yi and Zhang Ze were both coming, he came too.

The other two girls in class 10 sat with the class teacher, and the four of them huddled together in the back.

After waking up so early, no one had eaten. The car is now filled with all kinds of food aromas. Even people who are not hungry at first will be unbearably hungry if they smell it, let alone they are already very hungry.

Qi Luo opened the lunch box. The lunch box was insulated, and the buns and dumplings inside were still warm.

He took out a steamed dumpling. The skin of the steamed dumpling was soft and clear, and it was puffed up by the plump meat filling, with the unique aroma of wheat.Bite down, the meat stuffing bursts in the mouth wrapped in juice, and you can also eat a few sweet corn kernels. The aroma of oil instantly raised his happiness to two levels.

Although Qi Luo was a bit reluctant, he still distributed the steamed dumplings to Xu Yi, Zhao Siyuan and Zhang Ze with the intention of showing off.Sure enough, he received compliments from the three of them.

"Damn, this is too delicious." Zhao Siyuan exclaimed, "Did you buy this or did your family make it?"

"I..." Qi Luo hesitated, "My grandma made it."

"If my grandma has this kind of skill, I will definitely not be able to live in school." Zhao Siyuan said, after thinking about it, he found a place for his grandma, "Of course, my grandma's cooking is also delicious, but it may be steamed. Dumplings have a slight advantage."

Zhang Ze was different, he didn't comment, he just tried to reach the fifth steamed dumpling in Qi Luo's lunch box, but Xu Yi quickly slapped it back.

The steamed buns and glutinous rice cakes steamed by grandma are also delicious. The buns are filled with pure meat. The skin is a little thick but very soft. The inner layer is covered with gravy.The glutinous rice cake is soft, glutinous and sweet, Qi Luo likes sweets, eating this will make you happy.He distributed these among the group, and then took a few crispy sausages from Zhao Siyuan and a tea egg from Zhang Ze.

The process of going to Fengshan campus by car is like having a picnic, but when the bus drove into the campus, I saw a row of slogans on the bungalows on both sides. The carriage fell silent almost instantly.

Qi Luo turned on the phone, and in the wechat group was Han Jiayu's good morning, and a piece of popular science he sent.

The Fengshan campus used to be a branch of the No. [-] Middle School. Later, because it was too remote, the old campus remained. The No. [-] Middle School intends to turn it into a special closed repeat school. This training camp may also be for repeat students. pilot.

Of course, Fengshan Campus is not as far as the village we went to before, and it is less than an hour's drive from the school. However, a few kilometers away from the campus is the remnants of Fengshan Mountain surrounding Yancheng, so it still feels quite desolate.

"It feels like retraining the military again." Zhao Siyuan said in a low voice.

"It's not that scary, at least you don't have to stand in a military posture." Xu Yi said.

"Have you ever stood in a military posture?" Zhang Ze asked with a frown, recalling Xu Yi's military training scene.

Xu Yi: "..."

As soon as you get out of the car, you can feel a very serious atmosphere.

The Fengshan campus is located on the side of the road. The buildings of the school are basically one-story houses, and a circle is built around the playground with a 400-meter runway in the center. The left half is the classroom, and the right half is the dormitory.

Facing the school gate, there is a small two-story building. It used to be a laboratory and an art classroom when Fengshan was a branch school, but it is now abandoned.

This campus does not have the scholarly temperament of "I am a rich and good school" of No. [-] Middle School at all. The only plants are a few poplar trees that have lost all their leaves in this season, and the only color is dark gray. Light gray, and the big red letters of the slogan.The only sound is the cold whistling of the wind passing over the eaves.

In such an environment, people will not consciously be quiet. Nearly [-] students got off the bus, but they couldn't hear a single voice.

Qi Luo and the others from Class 10 formed a small team, followed by Wang Ying, and next to Class 9. She and Lu Yingcai stood side by side. I don't know when it will start. The relationship between the two teachers seems to be different. eased.

There are less than 15 people from the two fast classes together, which is a very small proportion.It feels a little strange in this place.

When the people in class 9 saw Qi Luo, they were so shocked that they almost cried out, staring at him in astonishment, trying to cover their mouths so as not to let out an exclamation.

Until the rustling sound of debugging the microphone came from the open space, and then Director Yang of the teaching office, that is, Yang Batian, got off the No. 1 car, followed by a physical education teacher and two dormitory management teachers.

"Everyone, sit down." Yang Batian gave orders briefly.

Four hundred people sat down in unison, and it really felt like military training now.

"This training camp is from the third to the eighth day of junior high school. This day should have been a holiday. You sacrificed your time for tutoring, and the teachers also sacrificed their holidays to teach you for your college entrance examination results. Now that you have reached this point, We have to be a little more ruthless, in order to ensure your academic performance in these few days of training, the discipline requirements will be very strict." Yang Batian said.

His voice has a long, long echo through the not-so-high-end microphones and speakers, and it can be heard by the surrounding poplar trees and the standing school building.

"Gather at 45:11 every morning, do exercises and then eat, and start morning reading at 30:[-]. First class at [-]:[-], class ends at [-]:[-] noon, lunch break for two hours, class ends at [-]:[-] pm, dinner for half an hour, and [-]:[-] pm After class, self-study until [-]:[-], lights off at twelve o'clock, and power off after lights out." Yang Batian finished reading the schedule expressionlessly.

He reads very slowly, and every time point hits people's hearts like a stone.

"In addition, you are not allowed to bring your mobile phone into the classroom. If you see it, you will confiscate it." Yang Batian stared coldly at every student present, "Since I came here, I want to go to class. I will ask teachers to strengthen discipline management, like yours. Sleeping in class like in school, whispering, and driving out of the classroom. It is absolutely forbidden to contradict the teacher, everyone's time is precious, don't waste time on unnecessary discipline, understand?"

"Understood." All the students replied.

Qi Luo felt a chill creeping up his back ears. To be honest, the Primary School God had never experienced such a terrifying discipline.

"It's scarier than military training." Zhao Siyuan said in a low voice.

"Zhao Siyuan, what are you talking about?" Yang Batian stared at him sharply, "Tell us all about it?"

Zhao Siyuan covered his mouth.

Yang Batian was silent for three seconds. In the end, he did not embarrass Zhao Siyuan in front of everyone. He continued to say with a blank expression, "On the right is the dormitory and classroom seating chart. In 10 minutes, prepare your things and sit in the classroom. You are not allowed to talk in the classroom, and you won’t be merciful if you see me, understand?”

"Ming-bai" all the students replied again.

Yang Batian nodded and disbanded on the spot.

More than 400 people dared not speak in front of him, and they ran out quickly with him as the center, radiating a flower-shaped shape, and after running for a few meters, whispering "hum" sounded.

"Quiet!" Yang Batian said loudly.

The scene was instantly quiet.

In all fairness, Qi Luo didn't have such a strong sense of oppression even when he was criticized by Yang Batian in the office.It seems that Yang Batian really didn't use all his skills to scare them at that time.

Now it's a live performance and the silence is like a chilling cicada, and the atmosphere doesn't dare to make a sound.

Without daring to make a sound, they rushed to the corridor, looking for a dormitory there first. The dormitory here is a six-person room. Although there is a small desk, considering the devil's schedule, the desk is only placed during the lunch break. Charging the phone for a while does nothing else.

The four boys from class 10 are of course in the same room, and there are two boys from class 9 who live with them.

As soon as the boy from Class 9 came in, he carefully sized Qi Luo up for a long time, "Student, you are...Qi Luo, right?"

"Yes." Qi Luo wanted to laugh a little.

"Why did you come here to reinforce?" The boy in Class 9 said in shock, "You don't come here to be a teaching assistant, do you?"

"No, I just want to come and study. The atmosphere here is pretty good." Qi Luo said.

"Students like you don't need a learning atmosphere, do you?" the boy said, "I heard that you are very self-disciplined."

"Let's go." Xu Yi said coldly behind the boy.

The boy didn't realize who it was at first, but the coldness in Xu Yi's voice made him turn his head away, and when he saw clearly that it was Xu Yi's extremely beautiful but cold face, the boy's face turned pale.

He hurriedly made a gesture of "quiet anger" with both hands on his chest, not daring to talk nonsense with Qi Luo anymore, and silently packed his things.

Even though he didn't quite understand what Xu Yi was angry about, did the school bully need a reason to be angry? Maybe he was too noisy and disturbed the school bully.

Even the classrooms of the intensive class have been arranged for the students in advance. The students are divided into ten classes, with 40 students in each class. Two teachers come for each subject every day and teach for a day.

This time there is no deskmate, all the seats are single, and in order to avoid familiar classmates talking in class, the seats are completely out of order, and it is impossible for classmates to be next to each other.

Qi Luo and Xu Yi were relatively lucky. They were in the same classroom, but one was in the upper left corner and the other was in the lower right corner.Qi Luo is the one in the lower right corner.

Everyone was still relatively sober in the first class. At this time, science would be prioritized, so physics, which was a headache for everyone, took the top spot and became the opening class of the training camp.

It was really simple, Qi Luo started to lose his mind after listening to two questions.

He looked over countless heads to look at Xu Yi at the other end of the classroom. Xu Yi rested his chin on the pen holder, frowned slightly, and listened very carefully.

Eating at noon is the way of military training. There are 10 people at a table, and each table has six dishes, two pots of rice and one pot of steamed buns. The food is good, with meat, vegetables and soup.Quietness is not required for lunch, so the dining hall is very noisy. Even if Yang Batian is watching from the side with a sullen face, he can't suppress the mood of the students.

"Why do I feel that mental work is more tiring than physical work?" Zhang Ze said while eating braised chicken nuggets, "I'm so hungry."

"Before I came, I thought I didn't need reinforcements, but after I came, I thought I didn't know anything." Zhao Siyuan murmured.

Xu Yi habitually wanted to pick up chicken nuggets for Qi Luo, but later he controlled this movement, and the chopsticks spun around on Qi Luo's bowl before returning to his own bowl.

Qi Luo really wanted to say something to Xu Yi, not the kind of chatting, but the kind between lovers, but now there is no chance at all.You can't talk in the classroom, you can't use your mobile phone at ordinary times, and you sit at the end of the world, and there are six people in the dormitory.

The two of them could only secretly send a few WeChat messages during their lunch break, and only a few words.

Xu Yi's brain cells are almost dead due to the torture of physics, mathematics and chemistry all morning, so he must be allowed to rest.

Classes continued in the afternoon, Chinese and English, Qi Luo still sat in the back and studied the papers by himself, and occasionally looked at Xu Yi as his own break.

The windows of the classrooms here are very high, so you can’t see what the weather is like when you sit in your seat, and the watch is right behind the classroom, which minimizes the impact of time on students.

Confused, the first day passed.

When the teacher who watched the self-study said the phrase "disbanded", the sound that erupted in the class was a bit like amnesty. The teacher also knew that they were exhausted today, so he smiled and asked them to go back to rest early.

In the front row, Xu Yi was packing his schoolbag slowly, while Qi Luo rushed to his side at a fast pace, and they walked side by side without saying a word in the crowd rushing out of the classroom to the dormitory.

With a "pop", the teacher behind him turned off the light.

Outside the door is the quiet and lonely night of Fengshan, behind is a dark school building, and the sound of footsteps and voices resounds chaotically.

Xu Yi's fingers climbed up and quietly hooked Qi Luo's hand.