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After a sweaty charge, not only did he receive a bottle of mung bean water, he also helped Shen Yuanzhe who was late to grab a cup.

Shen Yuanzhe saw Zhang Jun and Guan He in front and stopped Zhang Jun. Guan He smiled and greeted me. I could only drink mung bean water while talking happily with Guan He. It seemed that this was not the case and I could not express myself. Don't care.

When we returned to the rest place of our class, we found that Fengshui Treasure was already occupied by the boys of class (4). The new middle school student of our class deliberately shouted to Shen Yuanzhe: "Square leader Shen, you have to decide for us! "

Song Peng, however, led the new middle school student in class (4) and said to Zhang Jun: "Squad leader, it's up to you to support us."

Several classmates and Shen Yuanzhe were talking about the current situation, and Zhang Jun was listening beside him.

The boys in our class and the boys in (4) still shouted weirdly. Shen Yuanzhe frowned, but Zhang Jun laughed, drinking mung bean water, and talking with Guan He, as if it had nothing to do with himself. . Shen Yuanzhe wanted to be the chairman of the Student Union, and he was definitely not willing to do anything. Zhang Jun had no desire, did not rush to make merits, and knew that Shen Yuanzhe would certainly find a way, so naturally he would have fun.

I was really tired. I only knew that the rest time was limited. I didn't have the energy to listen to them whispering. I walked over and squeezed into a bunch of boys. I found the coolest, the most middle place, and sat down. While sitting down, he muttered: "Let's make it, let's make it." He forced two boys to move to the side and made room for me.

No matter whether it is a boy in our class, or a boy in (4) class, I no longer shouted, and looked at me completely killed by the crossbar.

A group of boys crowded with me, they looked weird, I was drinking mung bean water, the expression was very innocent, you continue to talk, I just sit here! Can you sit, can't I sit?

Song Peng, who was talking at first, cleared his throat and wanted to ignore me, but he looked at me and found it a bit difficult. He looked serious, staring at me with a sharp eye. It is estimated that he thought he had heard of his notoriety, not to mention that he was a boy, and I was a girl. I would definitely not stand it and would retreat on his own initiative.

Under his influence, with me as the center, all the boys radiated rays to me and stared at me. In my past ten years or so, all the boys ’gazes did not add up as much as they got this time.

I was holding mung bean water in my hands, sitting obediently, looking back at Song Peng's gaze with a smile, without a trace of blush on my face.

Will I be shy? When I stood on the ping pong table and accepted the whole school's admiration, he didn't know where to peek at the little girl.

Song Peng's character estimation is also stubborn and extreme, so when I did not blush as he expected to avoid his sight, he and I caught up, and we both stared at each other.

If you capture it with an animated lens at this time, you can definitely see that our eyes are crackling like sparks like electro-optic shock.

In fact, Mars belongs to him, but I am not angry at all, calm down!

Song Peng and I had a deep affection for a long time, and Song Peng finally had a clear understanding of the thickness of my cheeks, but he was also free to relax. Suddenly it was just like no one. Say: "Today has enough rest, come back tomorrow."

As soon as he left, all the other boys also left. Only Zhang Jun, Guan He, and Shen Yuanzhe stood aside. Then I realized that the scene just now was seen by Zhang Jun without any notice, and my eyes glanced quietly across his face. , Only to see him smiling all over his eyes, but he couldn't guess what he was laughing at.

The students in our class came back one after another to cool off, Tong Yunzhu walked to Zhang Jun, said hello, and said to me with a smile: "You are really rushing! This is only two weeks after the semester, you pick the horsepower first, then the single Picking Song Peng, the difficulty factor is getting higher and higher. "

A female classmate whose name I have n’t remembered reminded me in good faith: “Song Peng asked a bunch of gangsters to beat the physical education teacher when he was in junior high school. Even our teaching director dared not take care of his affairs.”

The boys supported me unanimously: "Just he will fight? Just because he has buddies outside? Luo Qiqi, don't be afraid."

In the face of foreign enemies, the boys ignored the new and old disputes, united unprecedentedly, and were ready to fight.

Shen Yuanzhe did not want to fight in a group fight, called Zhang Jun to the side, and whispered to discuss.

Before the second day of military training, the instructor summoned all the classes together and issued an instruction saying that according to the suggestions of Shen Yuanzhe and Zhang Jun, in order to facilitate the canteen masters to supply mung bean water and the students to take a full rest, the free rest time will be divided into three groups rest. Our class happened to be staggered from (4) class and rest, naturally no longer need to grab the site.

A very simple method, but solved all problems. I think that even if the new middle school students are not convinced by this solution verbally, they have to admit that this is the best solution.

The content of military training is divided into standing military posture, kicking forward steps, and playing military body punches.

Both military posture and running are okay, but kicking the pace is really stumping me. I usually walk quite normally, but when the instructor shouted "walking", I started to join hands and feet, and I just started to mix in the whole class, but I still can't see it. When the group of four began to practice, I was caught by the instructor. Come out, no matter how he corrects, I just have the same hands and feet.

The instructor can only open a small stove for me. The so-called small stove is to be carried out to practice alone.

Our practice time is exactly the rest time of (4) class, and their resting place is in front of our class, so all the students of (4) class can see me standing upright and kicking with the same hands and feet Zhengbu, including Zhang Jun and Guan He, and Song Peng.

Song Peng has paid more attention to me since he and I formed Liangzi. At this time, when we encounter such a good opportunity for revenge, we will naturally not miss it. Kick me up as a funny movie. Watch and comment while applauding and attracting (4 The boys in the class laughed with him.

With my thick skin and upholding the consistent principle, the more embarrassing and uncomfortable, the more we laughed heartlessly, Song Peng laughed, and I accompanied him to laugh together, and Song Peng later lost his temper.

When it was our class to take a break, another of my "enemy" horsepower ran in front of everyone, learning to kick me forward with my hands and feet. My intention was to ridicule me, but because I didn't mind at all, I laughed more than others, So all the classmates and instructors opened their minds and laughed back and forth.

Unexpectedly, there were more horse mechanics. When he walked, he turned into the same hand and foot. The more he was anxious, the more wrong he was, and he could not correct it for a while. The instructors' key training objects became two.

The first time Song Peng saw me and horsepower standing side by side, holding their heads up and kicking their feet together, they just laughed at the imported drink. Zhang Jun couldn't help but smile a little, but he quickly looked away and played with his classmates, and he no longer cared about things on our side. The expression on my face is so brilliant, the taste in my heart is that complicated! On the one hand, he really didn't want him to look at me as shameful and ugly. I'm glad he didn't stare. On the one hand, he felt that he didn't care about me like this.

Because I was basking in the sun all day, I ate a small stove more than others, and my face was tanned and started to peel. At that time, I didn't know anything about sunscreen at all. Not only did I not understand basic sunscreen knowledge, but also because of my character, some boys were often boyish. After being exposed to the sun, I directly washed my face with cold water and ran back to the big one. Continue to sun in the sun.

One day, when I went to class, I found a brand new bottle of sunscreen in the desk, with Japanese and Traditional Chinese printed on the label. After studying, I realized that this thing was specially designed to prevent sunburn.

Under normal circumstances, when a girl receives such things, the first thought is that the boy has a crush on himself, but my first thought is that someone has misplaced the desk and put the thing on the table, suggesting that the person came and found it. After waiting for a day, no one came to ask me for something, and I began to realize in amazement that this thing might have been given to me.

Say no surprise, it must be fake!

No matter who he is, I will definitely not like him, but I have a sense of vanity satisfaction. No matter how precocious I am, I am still just a girl, eager to appreciate and like boys.

While I was secretly happy, I decided to return the thing to the other party. But who is it?

Two days later, I found another "love letter" in the desk. I praised my speciality first, and then asked me to go to dance on the weekend evening. The cards were also written in various colors around the English: Ilikeyou, these are not horrible, the horror is that the person who paid is actually Song Peng.

This is the first time I have received a love letter from a boy, but I have no sense of joy. This may be a planned and premeditated "revenge". Once I agree, moths will appear. I have not seen such a thing.

In the past two days, all the vanity's complacency has become embarrassment and anger. I took the love letter in one hand and took out the sunscreen hidden in my schoolbag, and walked into the classroom of class (4).

The class was about to begin, and the students were all in their seats. When they saw me walk in, they all looked at me strangely.

I strode to Song Peng's desk and snapped the sunscreen and love letter twice before him: "Warning you, don't bother me again!"

In the attention ceremony of all the students in (4) class, I walked out of the classroom of (4) class. Before going out, I glanced at Zhang Jun, besides stunned, there seemed to be a bit of wry smile on his mouth.

Song Peng responded positively to my "reply". Hearing that I had just left, he immediately threw all the things on the table into the trash can, and refused to admit that I had been sent.

But within two days, his stubbornness came up again, patting the table and saying to the boys in their class: "Rely! I can't believe Luo Qiqi."

The news reached my ears, I sneered, waiting to see how you came to get me.

Probably because of Song Peng's "care" for me, Tong Yunzhu, who was outside, also noticed me. Not only did he take the initiative to chat with me, but also loaned her sunscreen to me, I also began to pay attention, relying on youth invincibility, Soon after the military training, the sunburn on his face was all healed, and there was no scar left.

In military training, whether it is walking or running, standing in a military posture, or punching a military fist, it is very boring. Perhaps the only thing that is a little fun is singing.

At the beginning, the instructor took us to sing. When we could sing by ourselves, the instructor asked the class leaders to take everyone to sing. They used this time to hold a small meeting. The military training is about to end, it is estimated that the final military training review is being discussed.

When each class sits in situ, the class leader begins to lead us to sing military songs. (1) After the class sings, the roll call (5) sings.

Our class talked about which song to sing. (1) The class yelled again: "If you want to sing, you sing. It's not good to sing! What is it? Like a sheep!" (1) The class leader Gesturing to everyone, everyone shouted together, "Ah ----"

The boys in our class all smiled and yelled at (1) Ban: "Let me sing, I will sing, where is my face? Let me sing, but not sing! How can you treat me?"

(1) Class name: "Winter melon skin, watermelon skin, (5) Class people play with skin!"

People in other classes also followed: "One, two, three, four, five, we waited so hard; one, two, three, four, five, six, we waited uncomfortably; one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, we waited anxiously; one two Three, four, seven, eight, nine, do you have any? "

The boys in our class had enough swings before they began to scream their strength, lest the song should not be loud enough:

Sunset West Mountain Red Xiafei

Soldiers target and return the camp

The chestnut red flower Ying Caixia

Happy singing all over the sky

Michelle Mimi

Babble

At this moment, there are no new middle school students, old middle school students, and some are just a whole-the high school (5) class.

After singing in our class, we screamed at the "enemy" (4) class: "(4) class, come one! (4) class, come one!"

(4) The class didn't respond, and I found out that when we sang just now, Song Peng seemed to be making trouble again, and he had already joined Zhang Jun. (4) The boys in the class are divided into two distinct groups, one supporting Song Peng and the other supporting Zhang Jun.

It is estimated that at this time, Shen Yuanzhe is very thankful that the worst person in our class is the fake rogue of horsepower. It is possible to tease girls, but it is not possible to do things wrong. Unlike Song Peng, he is more polite and more polite to girls, but he can use a knife to boys. Dry shelf.

Song Peng didn't care if he would be punished by the school. He knocked down a boy with one punch. The scene was messed up. Zhang Jun stopped all his friends, but the teacher was already alarmed.

(4) The instructor of the class came in a hurry and yelled at Zhang Jun: "What's going on?" Just instructed the director to come over to inspect and stood and watched.

Song Peng held his hands and looked at Zhang Jun with disdain. Several boys next to Zhang Jun were about to speak. Zhang Jun said aloud: "Report to the instructor. We were just discussing the way of military boxing. To classmates. "

Song Peng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Zhang Jun to defend him, but he didn't appreciate it and snorted.

Zhang Jun said loudly again: "Report the instructor, Song Peng and I want to fight a military fist, and ask the instructor to correct the mistake."

The instructor hadn't spoken yet. (4) The boys in the class had already clamored and applauded desperately. The boys in our class joined the bustle and clapped wildly. The students in the other classes didn't understand what was going on at all, but when we heard that we were applauding, we followed the drum, anyway, there was nothing wrong with applauding. After a while, there was a thunderous applause on the playground.

After all, we are not real soldiers. (4) Class instructors are not good enough to reprimand us directly and look to (1) Class instructors in charge of all instructors. (1) Class instructors call Zhang Jun and Song Peng forward After instructing a few precautions, he agreed with Zhang Jun's request.

The students were quiet, watching Zhang Jun and Song Peng fight against each other.

Things that cannot be solved on the mouth rely on fists. This is a solution approved by Zhang Jun and Song Peng. Only in this way can Song Peng bow his head. For real bluffs, any reasonable strategy is a cowardly expression, and only strength is the most real, but Zhang Jun now starts to understand how to legalize and rationalize it.

At first, the two were pretending to compare pictures on the frame of military boxing. Later, when Song Peng was anxious, he revealed his nature, how ruthless and how to come, but Zhang Jun was still in a hurry. Offensive.

(1) The class instructor saw Song Peng's appearance and walked quickly to them, as if to separate them, but Zhang Jun stopped again, just standing beside them, staring closely With.

We learned that military body boxing is completely regarded as radio gymnastics, but Zhang Jun is obviously different. When he was studying, he must have spent his thoughts and hard work. Perhaps for the instructors, we have more than 400 People, only Zhang Jun is considered a student.

When passing by, Song Peng wanted to kick Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun avoided, and took the opportunity to counterattack sideways, pushed Song Peng to the ground, Song Peng struggled desperately, but Zhang Jun did not hold him firmly, let him in The classmates of the whole year swept their faces in front of them, but immediately retreated, allowing Song Peng to stand up. Song Peng became more annoyed and shouted loudly, rushing to fight again.

The instructor grabbed his hands, "If this is on the battlefield, your life has been lost."

Song Peng's complexion was red and white, and the strength of his body slowly relaxed. The instructor let go of his hand, probably from the young impulse who was impulsive and provocative, so he said nothing but walked quietly to the side.

Song Peng's face was ugly, but he didn't lose his brother's face. If he lost, he lost. He threw the sentence "You are the boss" in Zhang Jun and walked back to the class. He sat down honestly.

When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I knew Zhang Jun was able to fight, but this was the first time I saw him fighting, and I did n’t know how to evaluate it. I could only say that he did n’t hang out in vain. After all, Song Peng relied on his brother Song Jie's face. Half of them rely on money and lose to Zhang Jun for granted.

This time when he was not a king, then Cheng Kou's confrontation led Zhang Jun to establish absolute authority among the boys in class (4). From then on, whether it is a new middle school student or an old middle school student, he is very convinced. The method adopted by Shen Yuanzhe is not as big a risk as Zhang Jun, but it does not have such an immediate effect. It was not until the end of the first semester of high school that he slowly let all boys recognize it.

Although the two of them adopted very different methods, they finally achieved their goals.

These three weeks can be said to be long and short, painful and happy.

When laughter and pain are shared together, honor and failure endure together, no matter how hard the ice seems to be melted. The barriers of our new and old middle school students have been broken. Although we can't talk about unity, at least we are no longer hostile.

The only flaw is that until the end of the military training, my hand and foot problems have not been corrected, and the instructor has no way. When reviewing the performance, I could only hide me in the middle of the class. Our class and the winning award missed, but won the spiritual civilization award, the instructor was selected as the best instructor.

The boys in the whole class were very happy. At the end, they lifted the instructor high, walked around the playground, and sang military songs while walking. It seemed that they were really triumphant soldiers. At ordinary times, they disdain these old-fashioned songs, but at this time, it seems that only the more powerful military songs can release the passion and power in their hearts.

Many girls at the playground had red eyes, and the instructor's voice was also choked up. When training, everyone hated the instructor's teeth, but when they said goodbye, everything turned into beautiful memories and sadness.

3

Become a celebrity again

Without accumulating steps, there will be no thousands of miles; without accumulating small currents, there will be no rivers or seas.

Everyone wants to "to thousands of miles, into the sea",

However, when the step and the small stream were dispersed to 365 days a year, it became a boring repetition every day,

When Qianli and Jianghai ca n’t see anything, there is no hope, no light,

All ambitions have become ridiculous.

Only by perseverance, can I persevere every day, will I succeed if I persevere?

Not necessarily, but without perseverance, it will certainly not succeed.

After the military training is over, even if we really become a high school student in the first middle school. In accordance with established practice, we will issue uniform uniforms.

I do n’t know if the current high school students will be more fortunate than we were back then. The school uniform looks better and deserves the beauty of the rainy season. Anyway, our school uniform was really ugly.