The night before my military training, my father had three orders:
“No specials, no horse armor, from the crowd to the crowd…”
It was not surprising that the head of the department’s daughter had to work as a teacher, a classmate and a teacher.
You want to take away my honor?
Finally, my dad’s old man couldn’t stand it.
Take the entire school teacher and go to the military training camp and ask for an explanation.
One.
My father was a soldier when he was young, he was in the wind, he was in the fire, he didn’t give a shit, he was a principal.
My mother grew from a young age and had red skin so that she could choke out the water.
It’s my turn, the genes are so united, the Hitti is allergic to UV.
When the sun shines, the skin turns red fire.
Before I went to the military training, my mom tried to get my dad to take my leave.
It’s been rejected.
Just give me a UV certificate.
In his words, “The barracks are human and will provide a chill to UV-insensitive comrades. I’m sorry.
Besides, refuse to make me special.
There’s fatherly love, but not much.
Two.
On the day of the military training, at 6 a.m. the school gathers, carries out the bus and packs us to the military training camp.
When I was light-dressed, carrying only one shoulder bag, I came to the door of the school, and I was shaken!
There’s a lot of people, understandable.
But…
“Please, can you move your suitcase? Let me through?”
It’s not me!
This girl’s got a lot of luggage!
4 suitcases, 3 handbags, still standing in the middle of the gate.
The door is not open, and it is sealed.
The girl who heard me, with her chin in her arms, measured me up and down.
“Humming” and then he turned his head and pretended not to hear it.
I’m a lazy person, and I never say the same thing again.
So I ignored her and took advantage of her heights and legs and went straight through her suitcase.
I pretended I couldn’t see my girl.
“Hey, you’re so unworthy! Get my case dirty! I’m sorry.
And We turned our lips at each other, saying, “I have no qualities, nor have you raised up, to harm one another, to forgive one another.” I’m sorry.
I can’t talk to each other, I’m happy to report.
3
I found my own class report, and there’s already a lot of students here.
“It’s nice to see you in front of me.” Wait in line here for the departure. I’m sorry.
In the wait gap, I said hello to my fellow students, and in a few moments everyone got to know each other.
When more than a dozen buses arrived, everyone was in line to get in.
It was not expected that the counsellors had waved their hands when they got near the car.
“You guys, stand here for a while. I’m sorry.
Everybody stop for no reason.
At that time, another huge crowd came in and was on an equal footing with the Emperor.
I looked in my eyes.
Yoo-hoo! Isn’t that the luggage sister?
Only a few of her classmates were seen around, with men and women carrying her luggage.
“Lamage Sister” walked in the middle with his bare hands.
At the suggestion of the counselor, he went straight to the bus before us.
I always said, “Teacher, why isn’t she in line? I’m sorry.
“Can Zhao Jingya be like you?” Get in your line!
Identity? What identity?
My dad lined up for dinner at school.
I just wanted to say that Momo stabbed someone I just met.
It’s right on my fork. It hurts so much that I’m in the air!
I’ve been trained by my dad for years, and I’m a good man.
After getting in the car, Zhao Jingya seemed to know that I was having trouble with the counselor and laughed at me:
“Man, you know what you’re doing. I’m sorry.
Draws a sound of bragging and adjoining, mixed with mocking at me.
“They may have just entered town from the countryside? Understandable.
“In a washed-out T-shirt, you’ll be out. I’m sorry.
“Don’t look at people who are ignorant, but they dare not say anything, nor see the difference between themselves and their classmates. I’m sorry.
I: ?
What’s wrong with these guys?
From the feudal monarchy?
I was just trying to be passionate, and Momo dragged me behind the car.
In her gossip, I finally figured out why Zhao Jingya had the privilege.
Zhao Jingya was the daughter of the head of the school department.
In that capacity, she pulled a small group before she got into school.
A group of students with a big heart have been gathered and have formed a small circle of their own.
The counselor, for her part, wanted to tie her up, impressing the Dean of the Faculty, and later the promotion was at the peak of her life.
As a result, Zhao Jingya felt that the world should turn around.
“Be careful, you’ve offended her. She’s going to avenge you. “Mom’s worried.
My heart is big: “I will stay away from her.” I’m sorry.
I’m not afraid of her, but I don’t think it’s necessary to tear my face apart.
But I never thought of it.
My “probable gift bag” has already been delivered.
4
At last, we arrived at the military training camp, in the middle of the bus’s motorway.
Everyone’s under the bus, complaining.
Zhao Jingya finally stopped acting like a peacock, holding his head up.
It’s a disgusting face that looks like you want to be.
I’m the only one who’s happy to measure this camp.
It’s not so big, it’s not good.
But Zhao Jingya soon began to be a demon.
“You guys, squeeze over there and leave me a bed for my luggage. Zhao Jingya-Ya-sensei is the director of the project.
The military training dormitories have great advantages.
The disadvantage is that all the girls in the class are crowded in this dormitory.
The bed is also full of two rows of masonry.
How can a princess like Zhao Jingya endure being crowded with others?
She occupied the bed at the very end of the bed herself and left one of the beds empty for her.
Chase was hard enough to let her create a small compartment.
It’s a shame not to do the renovations!
The problem is that we had more girls in our class and only one bed was enough.
The rest of us have to squeeze.
Who wants to be in bed with someone else?
Look at Zhao Jingya as he should be.
But Zhao Jingya’s little followers were watching.
Moreover, the counselor was outside the door and was not present when she heard her unreasonable arrangements.
No one wants to be the head of a bird and starts to grab their beds with their eyes.
It’s not on your own.
And when I do, it will be just me and Momo, standing in front of the last bed.
I don’t understand! But I was shocked!
I haven’t heard from you yet. The mentors are in the house.
I look forward to looking at her and waiting for her to do justice.
In fact, the “Soldiers Counsellor” looked at the house and opened his mouth with wrinkles:
“Why don’t you pack your things? It’s time to gather for training!” I’m sorry.
“Look at her, Zhao Jingya, she’s done so quickly. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, I just had a little shock.
I’m going back!
I’m trying to save the situation: “Sensei, what’s going on?” Don’t you see anything else? I’m sorry.
She actually owns two beds?
After all my warning, the counselor was wise and said again:
“Oh, yes, if you don’t say I forgot, the bed…”
Everyone’s eyes were on her.
“If it’s not enough, let’s squeeze and take care of each other. I’m sorry.
And then, after that, asked Me and Momo, “You are both thin, so you cannot squeeze a single bed.” I’m sorry.
Her proper attitude makes me feel as if she was making a scene.
The counselor left without us.
Zhao Jingya made an undisguised scoffing: “Girl-jumping. I’m sorry.
Bringing in a bit of laughter from the little followers.
I took a deep breath and just wanted to talk.
I heard a whistle coming out.
The counselor was magically at the door again. Gather! I’m sorry.
“No, it’s only seven days. Squeeze. I’m sorry.
5
At noon, the sun is hot.
I wear sunscreens, hats and UVs.
So I took the UV allergy certificate and I found the counselor and the instructor.
“Teacher, Officer, I have UV allergy, as demonstrated by the hospital. I’m sorry.
The counselor didn’t speak, the instructor noded to understand and moved the team to a cooler place, so he said:
“Ultraviolet allergies, that’s right. We have to pick out a correspondent for each class. You don’t normally have to do training, mainly for publicity and logistics. I’m sorry.
I haven’t spoken yet. The counselor said:
Wait! I think it’s better to let Zhao Jingya become the correspondent. I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya took the initiative to get in front of the instructor before he could speak:
Hello, I’m Zhao Jingya. I often write articles and think I am better suited to this high-end job as a correspondent than some layman. I’m sorry.
While she was saying that she was acting like she was innocent and innocent, the Pilgrimist usually blinked.
The instructors were surprised to make three moves backwards.
It says, “Oh, my God! It’s horrible!
“Ah, this correspondent is mainly a class decision, and I’m just suggesting that you take care of it.”
He said he had to get to Zhao Jingya three metres away.
Zhao Jingya looked at me: “Why are you everywhere? I’m sorry.
I am speechless: I ask thee this.
“Miller, the job is really not for you.” Zhao Jingya is well known, experienced and written more deeply, and the teacher advises you not to compete with her, so it is for your own good. I’m sorry.
I almost laughed: The counselor fought to make Zhao Jingya a correspondent!
But I’m not really going to argue with her about the newsman.
She thought the communicator was a badass, so she could open her mouth without training.
But I’m clean!
Idiot!
Tomorrow it’s time for her intestines!
Six.
Zhao Jingya-yan exhales when the list of correspondents is up.
I’m thinking in my heart:
I hope she’s still in this state tomorrow.
One said, at least that afternoon, Zhao Jingya had a good time.
As we were stood, kicked, turned left, turned right, and practiced.
Zhao Jingya sits under the roof and drinks “Happy House Water” sponsored by the counselor.
If you’re holding a pen and a book and holding a camera and taking a few pictures of us, it’s done.
And it was meant to be in front of me for a few laps, and I couldn’t hide my pride.
When the evening is over, everyone complains about the training of trainers.
Zhao Jingya begins Versailles:
“Oh, well, the correspondent is boring, too. It’s better to take pictures, write articles, draw a poster than to train. I’m sorry.
After hearing the sound of envy, Zhao Jingya added:
“Don’t envy me, I’ve always insisted on writing, which is what makes me eligible for election as a correspondent. It’s not that easy to get an allergy to become a correspondent. I’m sorry.
I mean, we don’t have to do this!
But since there’s a provocation, I’m sorry.
“Did you get a prize for writing? I’m sorry.
As soon as it was said, there was silence in the dormitory.
Zhao Jingya’s face was blue and white, and finally he was strong: “Of course he did!” I’m sorry.
“What prize?”
It is clear that Her Royal Highness Princess Zhao Jingya did not do his homework before Versailles.
I didn’t ask.
In my opinion, a girl’s careful. There’s no need to be more serious.
After all, we’re on an open road.
7
The next morning, just five o’clock, the bell was ringing.
The soldiers were hounded, washed, dressed and folded.
Zhao Jingya, in the midst of the noise and chaos of the dormitories, came out of the subjugation:
“I’m sick of it! Keep it down! If you don’t sleep, you won’t sleep! I’m sorry.
“It’s time to gather.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t need to gather for training, so keep your voices down and leave me to my beauty sleep, or I’ll tell my teacher to go! I’m sorry.
After that, Her Highness turned over and went back to sleep.
People dare to say anything.
And some whispered envious:
“Who lets us not have that background?” You can’t do anything special. I’m sorry.
8
The instructors had a handsome face and trained without mercy.
We ran around the playground at 5:30 a.m.
A breakfast was then spent 10 minutes.
Then they were pulled to the range and started today’s shooting training.
Yuen was too hard to ask the teacher:
“Are you the devil? I’m sorry.
The teacher laughed, took us to a dark place, and then answered mercilessly:
“You found it. I’m sorry.
But shooting training is much more interesting than yesterday’s kick.
At least the kids look very excited, and they’re trying.
In this atmosphere, you are quickly familiar with it, training while laughing.
Of course, this does not include “Your Highness”.
When Zhao Jingya came to the range slowly, it was my turn to shoot.
Zhao Jingya didn’t give me any chance to “crush.”
“It’s the first time you’ve touched a gun, right? I’m sorry.
Listen to her. My curiosity has been drawn:
“You’ve touched a gun before? I’m sorry.
Doesn’t look like it!
Zhao Jingya is proud: “My mother took me to a shooting club before.” I got good grades. Coach said I had talent. I’m sorry.
I don’t think I’d have the guts to win if you said that.
But if you say it’s real, I’m not sleepy!
The odds are on the rise!
I asked the instructor to give her the gun.
Zhao Jingya wondered, “What is it?”
“Let’s try it, let’s see it! I’m sorry.
9
In a moment, everyone’s eyes were on us.
Even the next class is looking at it.
It’s almost five big words in the face.
Zhao Jingya bit on his teeth: “By comparison! If you lose, bow before the whole school and confess wrong!” I’m sorry.
And I ask, “If you lose, so will you.” I’m sorry.
“Yes! I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya took the gun and went to the firing position, as the noise was ringing.
She turned around and smiled at me and said with a voice I could only hear:
“Do you think I faked my essay and shot you just talking? I’m sorry.
She turned her head and aimed.
Although the movement was slightly green, it was clear that she did not shoot for the first time.
Zhao Jingya ‘ s shooting level stabilized as one bullet ran out of the barrel.
From the first two, three, to five, six.
Zhao Jingya’s face is getting easier and he’s holding a pair of winnings.
The last round, eight rings!
The instructor calculates the performance given: “The average score is 6 rings.” I’m sorry.
“As a student, it’s a good achievement. I’m sorry.
It’s a surprise for the students.
“It’s amazing! I’m sorry.
“I’ve just tried a few times. I didn’t even hit the target! I’m sorry.
“I’ve learned everything from other people’s children! I’m sorry.
“Then she won! I’m sorry.
Momo looked at me with concern and whispered, “What should we do? The enemy is too cunning! I’m sorry.
Some of the students who talked better with me were worried.
In everyone’s eyes, I will lose.
Zhao Jingya looked at me with provocation: “Do you want to try again? Why don’t we just give up? I’m sorry.
I’ve taken the gun from the door:
“Of course I’ll try. Why don’t we just leave without fighting? I’m sorry.
10
I went to the shooting position and spent a little time estimating the position and the distance.
Zhao Jingya’s little followers think I’m stalling and starting to get up:
Don’t forget to bow! I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you give yourself up? I’m sorry.
“We Qingya are the best! I’m sorry.
Only the instructor would look at my movements, if I thought about it.
In the sound of a crowd, I raised a gun, aimed at it, shot it, and made it.
As the bullet went out, Zhao Jingya laughed:
“Get off the target! Even if you can’t get good grades, you’ll have to shoot! I’m sorry.
Indeed, on the opposite target, the white exterior was clean and clean, and there was no hole.
I’m a little proud of myself.
“We mean, is there a possibility that the bullet was on the red dot in the center? I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya’s caller made a sharp scoff:
“You think you’re a good shot? I’m sorry.
“Get off the target, get off the target. I’m sorry.
“There’s something about dreaming tonight! I’m sorry.
The teacher, with his eyes open, confirmed that he had finally spoken:
“10 Rings. I’m sorry.
As soon as it was said, there was silence.
I think it’s necessary to explain:
“Well, actually, a bit of luck. I’m sorry.
My dad just used to take me to the shooting club to practice and teach me some tricks, but I didn’t always hit 10 rings.
At a time when everyone was still open and in shock, I quickly finished the rest of the bullets.
Only two hits in 10 rings, the worst of 7 rings.
The instructors gave the final average of “8 Rings.” I’m sorry.
The scene boiled after a silence.
In contrast, Zhao Jingya’s face is so heavy that it can drip water.
“Is it time for Zhao Jingya to fulfill his bet?” I’m sorry.
Eleven.
Zhao Jingya died in a whirlwind.
“Don’t go too far!” I’m sorry.
I think it’s funny: “What about the bet? I’m sorry.
That’s right! Don’t play if you can’t play!
Zhao Jingya bit on his lips and looked everywhere for help.
Unfortunately, the counsellors were not nearby at this time.
The instructor didn’t mean to help.
Finally, Zhao Jingya said, “You cheated!” I’m sorry.
Just smile at me.
“Everyone looks at the ten bullets I’ve shot, and you tell me how I cheated? I’m sorry.
Zhao Jing Yata can’t come up.
There’s a standoff.
Finally, I thought it was a little boring to fight her.
I’m just kidding.
Forget it, there’s no gambling in the barracks.
Zhao Jingya looked at me hard and didn’t seem to appreciate it.
Looks like I’m embarrassing her on purpose.
The teacher suddenly said:
“You’ve got a good shot. Or has someone taught?”
I hesitated:
“My dad was a soldier. He taught me a little. I’m sorry.
The teacher asked, “Yo, or the friend of the war?” What kind of soldiers? I’m sorry.
I didn’t hesitate to say, “The cooks.” I’m sorry.
Not much.
12
At this point, an instructor specializing in the management of correspondents arrived.
Zhao Jingya, what are you doing here? Come on, let’s go. I’m sorry.
Zhao Jing Ya Yum.
In one second, she recovered the pride of Her Highness.
All I want is this feeling that I’m special and that I’m going to do something extraordinary.
She took a look at me with pride and found sympathy all over my face.
But before I could think, she was taken away by the instructor.
“It’s really nice to not train a correspondent.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t hear my answer.
I said, “Emmm…”
“I have reservations. I’m sorry.
So Momo’s lack of clarity was answered when we finished training and were going to lunch in the cafeteria.
13
We were queuing at the entrance to the cafeteria, and Zhao Jingya was carrying a bucket of iron and was in a hurry to pass.
When she saw us here, she turned around and seemed eager to avoid us.
I didn’t think her little followers had the proper sense of “leadership.”
“Jingya, what’s your high-end communicator job? I’m sorry.
I couldn’t bear the sound of the “single” laughing.
Zhao Jingya looks even worse.
I’m not happy with that.
“What are you laughing at? Did you do your job? I’m sorry.
She thinks she’s trying to save Zhao Jingya’s face.
The other one, who didn’t give up, asked:
“Is Jianya out of the paper? She’s carrying a bucket. I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya seems to have caught the straw and kept busy:
“Yes, yes, but instead of telling you, they’re waiting for me to draw the paper. I’m sorry.
He said he wanted to flee the scene.
I didn’t expect the teacher to come by and see Zhao Jingya.
“The toilet is clean? I’m sorry.
14
Silence…
Silence…
Silence… is tonight’s Kambashi…
I don’t know who made the first laugh, but it’s too much.
I hid behind Momo and laughed.
I do know that many military training camps require communicators to clean up.
It also includes toilets.
The toilets in the military training camp are old-fashioned dry latrines, cleaned up…
It’s disgusting.
My dad says it’s hard and tired. You have to choose.
It’s not hard or tired.
That is why, at that time, I did not hesitate to hand over the correspondents.
Zhao Jingya bathed in a laughter, biting his teeth and looking at me:
“You knew, didn’t you? I’m sorry.
Can you make sense?
I didn’t ask you to fight for a correspondent!
Besides, yesterday you weren’t the same.
At that point, the other class correspondents came out looking for her.
Zhao Jingya, hurry up, everyone! I’m sorry.
Some whispered, “Your Highness, it’s time to go to the drawing board! I’m sorry.
Another laughter.
Zhao Jingya fled the scene.
After this day, Zhao Jingya and I became famous.
It was said that Zhao Jingya could not steal the chickens.
Pretending to have won an award for writing, he became a correspondent and ended up cleaning the toilet.
Shooting bets with others, and then they turn their backs and don’t keep their bets.
On the contrary, I’m getting better and better.
All the projects in the course of military training were very good and had a good character, and they were usually beaten up with everyone.
That’s it. Zhao Jingya thinks I stepped on her to show off and rub me around.
But the girls in the class are not buying her.
We don’t normally talk to her on our own, except for those “soldiers.”
As a result, Zhao Jingya began to approach the “Friendly Army”.
15
Since boys and girls are trained separately, canteens are rare opportunities to meet.
We were eating this day, and we found the boys not far away, pointing at me.
I can hear you talking.
“That’s her. I’m sorry.
“There’s a cook’s father at home who thinks she owns the barracks. I’m sorry.
“A cook who doesn’t know what his father is.” I’m sorry.
“The daughter of the head of the department, I’m done with her. She’s not finished yet. She’s leading the way in crowding out Zhao Jingya. I’m sorry.
“A man knows his face and knows his heart.” I’m sorry.
Momo’s been looking around, and he’s so pissed off:
Zhao Jingya used to go to the boys’ side of the press to discredit you! I’m sorry.
I’m sure I’m free to put soy tofu on the buns: “Oh. I’m sorry.
Don’t hate the fact that it’s iron and steel.
“Do something! Explain!”
I was silent: “Tell me the truth, have you seen my bun from the beginning…”
Momo eats fast and wipes his mouth: “It smells good! I’m sorry.
We were laughing.
It’s impossible to explain, after all I’m so lazy.
But soon, Zhao Jingya exposed himself.
16
I don’t care about the boys, but the girls in the class can’t listen.
After several times helping me to return those unfriendly voices.
Zhao Jingya’s revenge is coming.
Food in the canteens of the military training camps is recognized as bad.
The eggplants are stewed together, red meat with hair.
With a hard-on, he can hit a herd.
There is nothing better than tofu with soy sauce, and every time you come to the table, it’s gone.
Fortunately, we all carry, to a greater or lesser extent, snacks, so that there is no hunger.
Actually, there are no snacks in military training camps.
However, the instructors and school leaders are deeply aware of this.
And then one eye closed.
As long as you don’t get to eat on the face.
Her Highness the Princess Zhao Jingya, can’t see anything dirty.
This day, after the lights went out, we were sneaking in and eating snacks.
All of a sudden, the lights on the dorms were on.
“Call in! I’m sorry.
Let’s go.
Only three people stood at the door, a female instructor and a counselor.
Zhao Jingya.
You have to rise from the bed and stand in two rows in front of the bed.
“Who am I, where am I?”
And the counselor said:
“You’ve been reported not to comply with the rules of military training and to have stolen snacks! Now check!
This was followed by a previous inspection of Zhao Jingya.
Zhao Jingya was sure and headed straight for my bed.
Because I slept with Momo, so I got snacks in my bed…
Particularly much.
Zhao Jingya was proud and threw our snacks on the floor and stepped on both feet.
With the completion of all bed check-ups, only Zhao Jingya and her companions were not checked for snacks.
The others were all shot.
Zhao Jingya doesn’t care at all about the sight of her almost burning.
“Having snacks, according to the rules, everyone runs five laps around the playground. “The female instructor can’t help but talk.”
There’s nothing she can do about it.
Everybody line up to the playground and get punished.
Zhao Jingya was watching the scene.
Soon, I’ll finish five laps and go to the playground and wait for everyone.
Zhao Jingya came with the minions:
“Do you know? Some people aren’t your fault! I’m sorry.
“What if your father was a cook? You think you’re something? I’m sorry.
“My mom’s the head of the department, and she’s about to be promoted again. I’m sorry.
“Let your cook father beg my mother. Maybe I’ll give you a diploma? I’m sorry.
I turned my head and I looked at her and said, “You’re reporting on the possession of snacks?” I’m sorry.
“Yes, Zhao Jingyang is happy, “I just want you to know, don’t fuck with me! I’m sorry.
“I’ve never offended you, have I? You’re taking such a hard time? It’s the press again, and it’s the boys’ side. I’m sorry.
“I just don’t like that you have no power, but you’re all over me!” Zhao Jingya’s voice is sharp, “Boys, pretend to be pathetic, have compassion, believe anything, I see how you can get back to school! I’m sorry.
At this point, you’ve almost finished five laps and gathered.
Momo’s afraid I’ll lose my job and stop arguing with Zhao Jingya.
We haven’t had much of a fight.
Everybody, look down.
There’s a new news in the class.
Zhao Jingya opened his eyes, and there was an explosion:
“Mille! How dare you!
I’m innocent: “You’re so excited about the wheat, I don’t think it’s appropriate to record it. I’m sorry.
Exactly.
I recorded Zhao Jingya’s conversation with me and sent it to the class.
And let the boys hear what they think of the “weasel princess.”
17
After that day, the boy sent a representative to apologize to me.
As for Zhao Jingya…
Eating a bad one, she started looking at me in the dark.
It’s driving me crazy.
But it’s also good that the class is more cohesive.
Boys and girls occasionally joke about each other in groups.
Three days before the end of the training.
You began to prepare for the final parade, training day and night, and only the best results for the last day.
I’m more busy than anyone else.
Because of the parade, it takes nine classmates to form the front flag formation.
The instructor recommended me first.
The nine of us spent almost all our time training, but nobody complained.
Because this honour is a recognition of us.
This day, we are kicking hard and hard in the playground.
Zhao Jingya and the counselor called.
18
The instructor suggested we take a break.
The counsellors and Zhao Jingya went to the trainers and went to the point.
“Guardant, we want someone else to join the flag formation. I’m sorry.
The teacher said, “I don’t understand,” and asked, “Who else? I’m sorry.
“Let Zhao Jingya replace Mi Lok. I’m sorry.
Everyone’s eyes are on me.
Before you decide, can you pretend to question and consult the client’s opinion?
The teacher frowns: “Mille is walking very standardly, and is the best of all, why is it replaced? I’m sorry.
The counsellors considered that there seemed to be a desire to make up a good case.
But before she did, Zhao Jingya said:
She faked UV allergies! Not worthy of being a flagman! I’m sorry.
I was silent for a moment: “Can you respect everyone’s IQ when you make up your reasons? I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya will never stop:
“How do you prove your allergies are true? Unless you go to the sun for an hour! I’ll believe you!”
After Zhao Jingya’s speech, the other classmates couldn’t hear it.
Zhao Jingya, don’t go too far! I’m sorry.
“How can you say that someone has proven false? I’m sorry.
“You’re too good to be healthy!” I’m sorry.
I insist:
“Teacher, teacher, I will not withdraw from Fong for such absurd reasons. I’m sorry.
You’re kidding!
It’s my honor. Why should I?
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Things stand still.
Finally, the counselor turned his eyeballs and aimed at another flag-protector, Wang Lili, and said:
“Then, you’ll have to replace Zhao Jingya! I’m sorry.
The tone of the speech is killing Wang Lilly.
I’m really open to it.
I can’t talk!
Most of the other classes have only one flag-protector, and some have not even been selected.
Our class’s training was the hardest, and it ended with two places.
When she touches her lips, she takes away someone’s honor?
Wang Li Li is an honest classmate and family conditions are more common.
She really worked hard to get her chance.
I’ve seen her practice in private more than once.
I know how much she values this opportunity.
At that point, she was afraid to speak, and her tears turned in her eyes.
There is nothing left for the instructors, and most of the candidates are in the hands of the teachers.
He can’t really say much.
Watching things stand still.
I’m groaning, I’m groaning:
“Fine, I quit. I’m sorry.
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Wang Li Li’s tears are tearing down and shaking his head:
“No, I’m not good at it. I’ll quit. I’m sorry.
I held her hand and I was joking:
“I’m trying to figure it out. It’s a beautiful day for the parade. I’m sorry.
So, the farce ended with Zhao Jingya replacing me in the flag camp.
Zhao Jingya-yan exhale.
The students were upset.
The instructor ache.
Nothing else, but Zhao Jingya’s hiking and kicking…it’s a little sad.
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Tonight, my dad called me:
“My daughter! How’s the training? Did you get a flagman for the parade? I’m sorry.
And I said, “This is it.”
My dad changed his face one second:
“What! You’re not even a flagman! What a shame! I’m sorry.
I cried falsely and briefly described the consequences.
I didn’t know that after I finished, there was no sound on the other side of the phone.
I was worried that my mother would pick up the phone after I “hello.”
“Your dad went out and said he was going to go to your parade and back you up…”
“Why didn’t you stop him? The deal was not to blow up the vest, but to make it special.” I’m sorry.
My mother whispered, “You don’t know him? I’m more afraid of you than anyone! I’m sorry.
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The final parade has finally arrived.
Very strong. It’s a dark day.
The parade was delayed by half an hour compared to the scheduled time.
School principals, leaders and camp superiors have not been present.
Momo whispered, “What the hell is not the headmaster late?” I’m sorry.
I don’t care if I say, “Then take a break and think about what military training will eat.” I’m sorry.
Although I did not enter the Flank Flank Flank, the instructors put me first in the class Flank Flank.
Zhao Jingya is in front of us.
She came back to me with pride.
I don’t care about her.
At that point, the vigor was playing.
Everybody stand up.
With the music, there was a huge crowd on the podium.
I looked in my eyes, and I felt:
Isn’t this my dad and the whole school teacher?
Really?
You’re so old! Kindergarten behavior?
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The vice president came to the stage as a host, shook his hand with my dad, and then he started with passion:
“Students! After seven days of training! I’m glad we’re all making great progress! I’m sorry.
“Today is the day to test your training! I’m sorry.
“It is an honor for the headmaster to be here today to witness the results of your military training! I’m sorry.
“I hope you appreciate this opportunity!” Show yourself the best! I’m sorry.
I rubbed a sweat.
Zhao Jingya is proud to have his head lifted up and he’s carrying a “look at me”.
There was a lot of discussion:
“We have too many platoons here! I’m sorry.
“No! The headmaster has never been to a parade before! I’m sorry.
“It’s amazing! I’m sorry.
My tummy: “The great headmaster” is here today to make trouble…
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The parade will begin soon.
Let’s get on with our military training.
The first one to show up was, of course, the flag formation.
Zhao Jingya stood in front of the team and tried to make himself more visible.
But when she walked through the podium.
People on stage are all over the show.
Even a layman like the Vice-Chancellor has the expression “What’s going on here”?
Zhao Jingya was forced into the force, without a previous training base, and usually a small drop.
In just two days, it’s impossible to walk pretty well.
The arms are not in place, the legs are not straight and even the routes are crooked.
She did not know that the more she became, the more ridiculous she became.
Fortunately, it follows our class formation.
Clean slogans, nice moves, and some face for the vice principal.
When all the Quarters have gone, everyone is standing in the playground waiting for the leadership to speak.
The Vice-Chancellor politely pushed:
“I’m an amateur. The headmaster first. I’m sorry.
I’m sure this time he’ll have a lifetime of shadows.
“It’s good,” my dad answered the microphone and said, “It’s just a little newspaper. I’m sorry.
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As a result of this, the scene of the “silence of death” was repeated.
The vice headmaster is blue.
My dad continues to be passionate: “Father formation, first girl.” I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya heard about it, so he was proud to rise up, and he looked like he was exaggerating.
But reality taught her to be human.
“What is going on?” I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya stopped at once and stayed there and was overwhelmed.
The vice president tried to save:
“There are students who walk well, like the tall girl in the back. I’m sorry.
He pointed at me and forced his face back.
My dad noded, “I think so too, so why is the most important flag-forming, not letting her go?” I’m sorry.
That’s what I’m talking about.
He’s innocent too!
Fortunately, he was freed by a “hero of honor”.
Zhao Jingya shouted: “What good is it to have Mira walk?” She’s lying! It’s a matter of character! I’m sorry.
Mom!
What is it?
You’re saying I’m making a lie in front of the principal and the whole school?
I just wanted to talk to my dad. He didn’t give me a chance.
The old man was innocent and asked, “Oh, my God. How did she fake it? I’m sorry.
Zhao Jingya, the ignorant, is fearless: “She has a fake UV allergy certificate.” Trying to escape from military training! I’m sorry.
In a silence, my father asked one word:
“Are we saying that there’s a possibility that Miller’s UV allergies were personally driven to the hospital? I’m sorry.
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The scene was silent for at least a minute.
People are looking at me, my dad, Zhao Jingya, and moving around.
Zhao Jingya’s stupid eyes, they don’t seem to understand at all or believe what they hear.
I’m looking at my dad: keep it down!
My dad noded at me: Roger!
Then he looked at Zhao Jingya:
“I pulled her up to 18 years old, and allergies proved to have opened her up! You told me my daughter was a fake? I’m sorry.
I am: Did you really understand what I mean? Why are you nodding?
Zhao Jingya is in a vacuum and would like to find a place to sew in.
But the crowd at the scene said, “No.”
Momo was the first to say, “Zhao Jing Ya’s personality is in trouble.” She’s the daughter of the head of the department! I’m sorry.
Angry prisoners.
From the moment Momo spoke, the scene boiled.
The whole world was full of talk, starting from military training to the present, and the brightness of the events began.
The teachers soon learned what happened.
The head of the department looked red in my dad’s smile.
My father shouted, “Everyone is equal, and no one is special in my school! This time, the school will do something serious! I’m sorry.
When the headmaster promised, all the classmates cheered.
Only the counsellors and Zhao Jingya were overwhelmed and fled the scene.
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Finally, I rejected my father’s offer to take me home, insisting on taking the bus back to school with everyone.
Zhao Jingya and the counsellors did not appear in the car.
As at the time of the visit, the road was still bumpy, but high.
Momo whispered to me: Zhao Jingya had nothing to fear.
From retreating, to boldness.
We’ve changed.
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This military training has fallen.
School teachers felt they had lost their men in the army, and then came back to clean up school discipline.
The Director of the Department missed his immediate promotion.
The counsellors were dismissed.
Zhao Jingya himself proposed a shift, and she was barely heard back.
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I’m still laughing at people and enjoying my college life.
I didn’t say anything about my dad, I didn’t mention it.
The farce seems to have been covered up.
We all maintain our simple friendships in unison.
Everyone knows:
No identity is worth mentioning.
The only thing that matters is what you choose to be.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
