Chapter 67

Military training began soon, with boys and girls training separately.

After the morning exercises, the instructor personally taught everyone how to make the quilts. Looking at the beautiful tofu cubes, the instructor showed a gratified smile.

Especially in Sheng'an, Chen Yuwei's was the most satisfying to the instructors. If it was a kindergarten, Sheng'an felt that he might give everyone a little red flower.

But Song Shijie was never seen. Logically speaking, most of the injuries last night were on the face, which did not affect the military training. Du Ying was injured more severely than her.

"Why didn't Song Shijie come?" Sheng An asked Chen Yuwei, both of them were from the middle school of No. [-] Middle School.

Chen Yuwei thought for a while and shook her head.

Du Ying's face was full of elation, but the scars added a sense of joy: "Isn't it embarrassing to have injuries on my face?"

Sheng An felt that things were not that simple.

Then Du Ying joined a small group of girls, and quickly became friends with the people around her.

At first they might still look at Du Ying's face with strange eyes, but after getting acquainted, no one will stare at her face anymore, instead they will be attracted by her humor.

Sheng An looked at them with a smile on his lips, Chen Yuwei glanced at Sheng An, then turned to Du Ying: "Du Ying can play anywhere."

"Isn't it?" Sheng An's eyes did not leave Du Ying, but he also noticed Chen Yuwei's gaze just now.

Du Ying looked at Sheng An and Chen Yuwei, and waved at them bouncingly, as if she was afraid that they would not see her: "Hey, Sheng An, Yuwei, come here quickly."

Sheng An shook his head helplessly and walked over, Chen Yuwei followed Sheng An's steps, like a shadow, the distance was always neither far nor near.

Du Ying trotted over and pulled Sheng An over: "This is Sheng An, and this is Chen Yuwei."

The girls looked at Sheng An, then at Chen Yuwei, and finally managed to say, "Hi, you guys."

Sheng An and Chen Yuwei smiled and replied, "How are you all?"

Suddenly an instructor with a livid face walked up to Sheng An: "The names I have read are listed, Sheng An, Du Ying, Chen Yuwei."

Sheng An's heart skipped a beat, it really wasn't a good thing.

The instructor led Sheng An to the head teacher's office step by step.

The homeroom teacher was an old pedant, he raised his eyes, leaned on the frame of the mirror and looked at Sheng An and the others, with serious expressions on his face.

On the other side was Song Shijie, who was bruised and bruised. She was sitting on a chair with her head drooping and her left hand drooping, making it difficult to see her expression, and only the sound of sobbing could be heard.

The uneasiness in Sheng An's heart finally became a reality, and Song Shijie didn't expect Song Shijie to come here.

Du Ying gave a disdainful "cut" and muttered, "I really know how to pretend."

The teacher in charge slapped the table vigorously, and a few rolls of paper fell off: "You guys confess to me, what is going on."

Chen Yuwei and Sheng An looked at each other, and they had a tacit understanding without saying a word.

They are talking too much and making mistakes now, but they will let the head teacher make out words.Responding to all changes with the same is the best response.

The homeroom teacher adjusted his glasses, his hands trembled a little, he didn't know whether it was because he was angry or because he was getting older, his voice increased: "Be honest with me."

Du Ying wanted to argue but was stopped by Chen Yuwei.

Naturally, this subtle movement could not escape the eyes of the teacher in charge, he glared at Chen Yuwei: "Don't play tricks on me."

He pointed at Du Ying who was about to speak just now: "You speak."

Du Ying rolled her eyes, and immediately squeezed out a few crocodile tears: "Ms. Yang, I don't know what she told you, but do you think my injury can compare with hers?"

(End of this chapter)

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