Chapter 1602 The Correct Posture of the Routine Instructor (2)

At 10 o'clock in the evening, everyone started to get ready for bed. Song Hongyang, the first gossip expert who came back from the outside, shouted happily: "Breaking the news, breaking the news, amazing breaking news."

"Say it quickly," Wang Yuewen and Zhou Jing, who were sleepy at first, immediately became energetic and gathered around to listen to the gossip. Only Ye Xingkong was lying lazily on the bed, leaning his head on the railing beside the bed and looking down. watching them.

"You guys will go crazy laughing when you hear this gossip?" Seeing that the two of them were interested, Song Hongyang began to play tricks.

"Stop talking so much nonsense, hurry up!" Zhou Jing was a straightforward person, so he patted her on the shoulder unbearably.

Song Hongyang giggled: "Shocking news, Lin Zhiyan beat Zhou Qingmei up just now, and she already made trouble with the instructor to get Zhou Qingmei to get out of the dormitory."

Wang Yuewen snorted: "Isn't their relationship very good for two days?"

Song Hongyang sighed coldly: "What's so good, Zhou Qingmei is Lin Zhiyan's little pug, Lin Zhiyan tells Zhou Qingmei to do everything, this time Zhou Qingmei helped Lin Zhiyan choose courses, Zhou Qingmei said that she helped Lin Zhiyan choose the courses she wanted, and Lin Zhiyan turned on the computer and saw that it was all about politics, she was so angry that she exploded."

Ye Xingkong held his chin and said with a smile: "Lin Zhiyan is a bit perverted in her thoughts. She should take a political class. The people who choose Lin Zhiyan's courses are simply talents that are rare in a thousand years."

The three of them burst out laughing when they heard this.

"But I think Zhou Qingmei shouldn't dare to lie to Lin Zhiyan. She probably helped Lin Zhiyan choose the class she wanted, but why did her class get changed? Don't you think this is too supernatural?"

"Maybe some people don't like Lin Zhiyan. It's not like you don't know that she looks at people with her nostrils when she walks."

"Yes, yes, I also think it is possible."

...

While they were chattering, Ye Xingkong closed his eyes, smiled and fell asleep.

At this point in the night she was dreaming again.

The young man in the dream is dressed in red today, with black hair hanging casually behind his back, making him look stunning and enchanting, but he is also tall and handsome, wild and unrestrained, and the faint smile on his mouth has a hint of magic. The slender fingers hooked her chin, the body was lower and lower, and the lips were getting closer and closer to her.

She felt like her heart was about to jump out, did she want to kiss her? Are you going to kiss her...

A horn sounded suddenly.

Ye Xingkong opened his eyes suddenly. It was still dark outside, and there was no spark at all. The whistle sounded abruptly, followed by the instructors shouting loudly, "Assemble urgently! Assemble urgently! Get up quickly! Hurry up!"

Everyone in the dormitory woke up. When Ye Xingkong got up, he looked at the time. My God, it's only three o'clock. Don't we usually get up at six o'clock? Why is it so early today.

After Ye Xingkong put on his clothes, he hurried out in a coma, but was stopped by Zhou Jing, "Xingkong, backpack."

That's right, it was almost time for an emergency assembly to carry the equipment on his back, Ye Xingkong took a stroll and turned back.

I ran out with my classmates. The training ground was already full of classmates. Everyone was in a hurry and stumbled to find their class. Everyone was carrying a bulging backpack behind them.

But most of them are in a mess, some clothes are not buttoned, some belts are not fastened, and some hats are not put on.