After returning to my biological family, I was arranged to marry

Chapter 9 How To Be You

Due to the fight in the restaurant, Lin Zimao and others were all in place an hour after the training started, and they were greeted with rigorous training.

The [-]-day military training is roughly divided into two parts. The first seven days are basic military posture training, which all freshmen in the school must participate in. The second seven days are training and experience programs unique to Feige University. Each department has its own arrangements.

The freshmen are looking forward to the early passing of the first seven days, and I heard that the projects in the next seven days are really interesting.

But the more I looked forward to this time, the slower time passed. On the first morning, many freshmen had already entered the temporary medical area for various reasons.

I don't know if running in the morning can make people energetic. Although Lin Zimao's legs are a little weak, he still persisted in the morning.

The bell rang for the end of training in the morning, and the instructor let them go to rest and eat.

Wang Yi was already very hungry, and Guo Xingwei and others who were fighting with them also rushed into the restaurant. They were hungrier than Wang Yi and others. They hated breakfast in the morning, so they trained on an empty stomach all morning.

Lin Zimao walked in after them.

The choice of lunch is not high, you can increase the amount, but the variety is pitiful.

Two meats, one dish and one soup, for freshmen who usually eat carefully, it seems that they have no appetite.

Lin Zimao is not picky about eaters, but the corners of his mouth are torn and swollen, and it hurts when he opens his mouth, and he doesn't want to eat after a few mouthfuls of food, but he usually finishes his own food and doesn't waste it. Nibble slowly.

Sitting with his classmates in the dormitory, they were all starving and ate fast. When Wang Yi and others finished eating, there was still more than half of Lin Zimao's dinner plate left.

Lin Zimao said: "You guys go back first, my mouth hurts and I eat slowly."

They were sweating all over in the morning, and they all wanted to go back to take a shower and take a nap. A few students with higher student numbers went back to the dormitory first, and told him to eat slowly, leaving only Wang Yi to accompany Lin Zimao, mainly because he was going back now. Also line up to take a shower.

Knowing that Lin Zimao didn't talk much about Alpha Star, Wang Yi talked to him about things he knew, such as Jiang Xuan from the student union of the college.

The military training is only to exercise the physical fitness and perseverance of the freshmen, and it does not isolate them from the world. They can still play games online with the communicator.

Wang Yi asked him: "Have you been on our school's forum?"

"Huh?" Lin Zimao had a sore mouth and had to eat, so it was very difficult, and he could only utter a single syllable.

Wang Yi looked left and right, and said, "Just senior Jiang Xuan, talking to his childhood sweetheart last night was photographed and posted on the forum."

Lin Zimao took a sip of soup: "Then?"

Wang Yi took out his communicator and opened the forum posts he had seen. He was about to hand the communicator to Lin Zimao for a look when he heard someone asking them.

"Student, is there anyone sitting here?"

The person who came was Senior Sister He Ling who was in charge of their class. There were several people standing beside her, they should all belong to the Student Union, including Jiang Xuan.

Hu Lala left a few of them at this table, enough for several seniors and sisters from the student union to sit down and eat.

Seeing the beautiful senior, Wang Yi immediately forgot what he was going to say, and turned off the screen of the communicator.

He smiled warmly and said, "No one, seniors and sisters can sit wherever they want."

Jiang Xuan, He Ling and others sat down one by one.

Lin Zimao was seated by the window, and Jiang Xuan was sitting opposite him.

He Ling didn't see Lin Zimao's face last night, so she didn't know that he was the freshman with a cold. After they sat down, He Ling introduced the other two seniors to Wang Yi, and then began to eat.

Lin Zimao ate slowly, the food was already cold, and he was a bit hopeless, but when he opened his mouth a little bit, the corners of his mouth hurt badly, so he simply covered his mouth while eating, and finally ate more than half of it.

He Ling and the other two seniors had a lot of conversations, and Jiang Xuan, who was sitting opposite Lin Zimao, also ate slowly, without saying a word, and ate seriously.

It wasn't until Lin Zimao hissed because he bit a spare rib that it pulled to the corner of his mouth, and he raised his head to look at him.

He Ling and the others naturally heard it too, but everyone chose not to mention the fight intentionally or unintentionally, so they didn't ask him about the corner of his mouth.

Lin Zimao finally finished his meal, and Wang Yi also chatted well with the seniors. He has a sunny personality, and he can chat with anyone, and he is very friendly.

Lin Zimao said to him: "I'm done eating, let's go."

The two told their seniors and sisters to leave first.

After they left, Jiang Xuan put down his chopsticks, but instead of speaking to Lin Zimao, he took out his communicator and entered two words.

After Lin Zimao put the dinner plate into the automatic recycling machine, he felt the communicator in his trouser pocket vibrating. He took it out and saw that it was sent to him by Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan:

[Apply medicine. ]

Lin Zimao replied with one word:

[I know, it just hurts. ]

Jiang Xuan glanced down, then finished the rest of the meal.

The word "pain" can generate many images. I can't help but think of Lin Zimao's soft and coquettish voice crying out for pain when he applied the medicine in the morning. It still echoed in his mind several times.

When Jiang Xuan and He Ling were about to leave the restaurant, they met Cheng Chen who was walking with a group of boys and girls.

Posts on the forum have long identified them as a couple, and Cheng Chen has been receiving envious looks from everyone today.

She is a childhood sweetheart and a boyfriend again, so happy, the main reason is that her boyfriend is still a unique school girl!

Of course Cheng Chen didn't explain to anyone that he hadn't officially been with Jiang Xuan yet, but it was only a matter of time.

Now that he meets Jiang Xuan, of course he has to show off his intimacy with Jiang Xuan in front of others.

"Brother Jiang Xuan, have you finished eating?"

Jiang Xuan nodded, and left the restaurant with He Ling and the others expressionlessly.

Cheng Chen, who thought he would get special treatment: "..."

He also heard a female classmate whispering about Jiang Xuan.

"Senior Jiang Xuan is so indifferent. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you ask Cheng Chen why he hasn't eaten so late?"

"That's right, it's not at all like the attitude a boyfriend in love should have."

Cheng Chen's face changed slightly, but a classmate next to him explained for him: "Don't you know? I used to be in high school with Senior Jiang Xuan. He has always been so indifferent and doesn't talk much, like a glacier that never melts for thousands of years. However, I don't know if he is good to others, but I only saw him give umbrellas to Chenchen when I was in high school."

Cheng Chen felt much better with reason and evidence, witnesses and physical evidence. In fact, he wanted to say that he and Jiang Xuan were not lovers at all, and there were no such things.

The two girls stopped chatting too much, and quickly changed the subject, saying that they were starving to death, and everyone hurried to eat.

Cheng Chen got hesitant, and decided not to deal with these two girls anymore, because they talked too much.

And his confession plan must be advanced.

Jiang Xuan will be on duty tomorrow night, so he has to find a chance to confess his love to him and change their years of ambiguous relationship.

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Zimao took a shower to wash off the sticky feeling on his body.

Before taking a nap, he was taking medicine and applying medicine, and suddenly felt that he was extremely delicate. It was funny to think about it. He was never as delicate and delicate as he is now.

Sure enough, wealth can make people corrupt.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep without knowing it.

The training base in the afternoon was very quiet. The freshmen who had been rambunctious all night last night were tortured all morning, and half of their energy was lost. During training in the afternoon, they looked like fish that had been thrown ashore out of the water, dying in the sun.

The ultraviolet rays are too strong, and the freshmen all wear long-sleeved training suits and tight hats, for fear of drying themselves out.

Because the sunlight was too strong, two male students fell down in Lin Zimao's class, and were escorted to the medical center by the counselor and Jiang Xuan.

When they came back, the two male classmates kept saying that senior Jiang Xuan was too indifferent, and they didn't say a word of comfort on the way.

Lin Zimao didn't wear sunscreen, his neck was red from the sun, and after the afternoon training, his neck was itchy and sore.

Wang Yi asked him, "What are you scratching?"

Lin Zimao pointed to the back: "Show me if your neck is sunburned."

Wang Yi lifted the collar on the back of Lin Zimao's neck: "It's quite red from the sun, probably sunburned, didn't you wear sunscreen?"

Lin Zimao said: "I didn't bring it." He has no military training experience, and Alpha Star does not have such strong ultraviolet rays.

Wang Yi: "You didn't tell me earlier, I have one, and you wipe mine tomorrow."

Lin Zimao looked at him suspiciously: "Your bottle is only [-]ml, are you sure it's enough for the two of us?"

Wang Yi hesitated. He was tall and occupied a large area: "Why don't you ask Senior Sister He Ling, they can go back to rest at night and ask her to bring us a bottle back."

Lin Zimao felt that this could be done: "It's fine, I'll ask her later."

On the first day of military training, there were many emergencies. He Ling sent a girl with dysmenorrhea to the infirmary an hour ago, and she hasn't come back yet. Lin Zimao added her social account in the group.

The dinner was not very pleasant, the cold did not heal, the skin on the corner of the mouth did not heal, and now there is another symptom of sunburn, and the consequence of being depressed is that Lin Zimao only ate half, and at noon he can still eat the rice in Jiang Xuan's face After eating, the chattering Wang Yi was sitting across from him. Lin Zimao focused on his chin. Not only did the pimple on his chin not get smaller, but it also became darker, making it a bit ugly.

Lin Zimao could only swallow the last few mouthfuls of food, and didn't want to grind it slowly, his mouth was tired.

Finishing the afternoon training does not mean giving the freshmen free activities. Now it is time for them to recharge their energy. It is boring to think about gathering to watch an hour-long war documentary at [-] o'clock in the evening.

Lin Zimao added He Ling's social account after returning, and asked her if she could help buy calming spray and sunscreen.

He Ling came back to him after a while, saying it was okay, Lin Zimao said that he would send her the money after buying it, but He Ling said that you are welcome, after all, Lin Zimao is also a good-looking junior, quiet and well-behaved, very pleasing like.

After going back to the dormitory and taking a shower, Lin Zimao continued to take medicine and apply medicine, and the back of his neck was burning, itchy and painful.

You don’t need to wear training clothes to watch historical documentaries. He washed the training clothes he changed today and changed into a T-shirt and knee-length shorts.

Wang Yi kept urging him to go out quickly. He wanted to see the girls in regular clothes. Before he went to college, he swore that he would have a girlfriend after college.

Lin Zimao patted some water on his neck to relieve himself before going out.

The documentary was shown on the big playground, and all freshmen were arranged to sit on the huge training playground, which was full of people as far as the eye could see.

Fortunately, there is no rule that you have to sit in the training formation during the day, so Lin Zimao chose a position at the back and sat cross-legged.

The noisy freshmen quieted down under the shouts of the instructors.

The halogen lamps on the playground were extinguished one by one, and the documentary images were soon presented to the freshmen.

The passionate background music at the beginning aroused the enthusiasm of a group of young people, which was a scene they had never seen before.

Those were the early days of space warfare.

On the screen, mechas flew out of the giant battleship regularly...

While others were watching with deep affection, Lin Zimao scratched the back of his neck from time to time.

Itchy and uncomfortable.

Sighing for no reason, how can I survive tonight.

Suddenly someone patted his shoulder.

Lin Zimao looked sideways, and a shadow enveloped him, who handed him a spray.

At this moment, he felt that the person in front of him was like a great hero who descended from the sky, and it was Guanyin Bodhisattva who came to rescue him.

It's one thing to think in your heart, but it's another thing to say when you open your mouth: "Why is it you?"

Jiang Xuan looked at him coldly: "Are you sorry?"

The author has something to say: Jiang Xuan: I am not a Bodhisattva.