Faced with Qin Xue's question, Qin Lian did not answer for a while.

She was indeed looking for Duan Zimu.

And she also knew that Qin Xue didn't like her contact with Duan Zimu.

As early as after her confession to Duan Zimu was rejected, Qin Xue told her to stay away from Duan Zimu and it was best not to have any contact with him.

She did not have much contact with Duan Zimu later, but recently...

Because of several accidental contacts with Duan Zimu, Qin Xue found that although Duan Zimu still kept a distance from her, he did not resist contact with her, so she irresistibly wanted to get closer to Duan Zimu.

She didn't think anything was wrong.

But because Qin Xue didn't like it, she didn't make it clear to Qin Xue.

Seeing Qin Lian's expression, Qin Xue understood everything. She said coldly: "He has clearly rejected you, but now he is approaching you. Don't you think there is a problem?"

Qin Lian thought about it tangledly, and then retorted: "Sister, just because you refuse doesn't mean you can't be friends."

Frowning slightly, Qin Xue asked coldly: "Then why didn't he be friends with you before and why he has to be now?"

"We were not in the same army before..." Qin Lian couldn't help but retort, and then thought about it carefully, "There's no problem now, right?"

Many times, she felt that Qin Xue was very suspicious.

Last year, it was because of embarrassment that she took the initiative not to have contact with Duan Zimu, but almost a year has passed, and they were lucky enough to be selected in the same army... Let's get in touch, is there any problem?

There is no competition between male students and female students.

What's more, she has nothing to gain from her.

She couldn't understand why Qin Xue felt that many people around him were untrustworthy.

After hearing Qin Lian's words, Qin Xue glanced at her with a somewhat cold expression, which made Qin Lian feel quite uncomfortable.

"what ever."

After a while, Qin Xue said two words coldly.

She bypassed Qin Lian and walked upstairs.

Qin Lian stood there strangely. She turned around and looked for Qin Xue to explain, but Qin Xue didn't even look back and went straight upstairs.

Qin Lian opened her mouth, but she didn't say "Sister" in the end.

After much hesitation, Qin Lian still walked out of the dormitory building, planning to visit where Duan Zimu and the others trained first.

*

At two o'clock sharp, the afternoon training started again.

After training in the morning, Ding Jing, who only had one meal in the middle, started training at noon. He was already out of breath from exhaustion, but he was still carried to the team to start new training.

She originally put down harsh words with Mo Shangjun, but now she doesn't even have the energy to curse Mo Shangjun.

Grandma is a bear.

Ding Jing could only curse in his heart.

However, I don’t know whether he was scolding Mo Shangyun, scolding the harsh instructor, or simply wanting to vent.

During the break in the gathering, I took a few breaths, and then came the next training session.

Although Yan Hanyu does not play dirty tricks, his supervision is extremely strict.

Those who can survive the one-day assessment will mean that their physical fitness has initially passed the test. The training that started this month will only focus on physical fitness during morning exercises, and all kinds of messy training will be done during the day.

They have to go through long-distance running back and forth, and then grapple and beat in the quagmire. The winner can keep his points, but the loser must have his points deducted. For students who are arranged together, there is no best-of-both-worlds solution. In addition, they also have to learn to swim.

, diving, rowing, water survival and a series of subjects, the proficiency of these projects can determine whether their points will be deducted, or how much they will be deducted.

After experiencing physical fitness, skills, etc. training, the instructor will pull them to the shooting range when they are extremely tired, and move the bullets down one box after another. In terms of equipment use, GS9 never seems to be short of funds.

, the instructor will ask them to keep shooting, and the more they shoot, the more mistakes they make, and the more points they will deduct.

The instructors tried every means to deduct points from them.

The students could only watch as their points were crossed out bit by bit, and the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

All in all, the subjects are messy and numerous, and the arrangements are airtight.

However, even under such a high-intensity training arrangement, Ding Jing, who didn't have much rest in the middle, was able to endure it with force, and his points were deducted much less than the others.

In terms of endurance and willpower, there are probably very few people in the entire team who can compete with him.

Even Mo Shangjun couldn't help but whistle at Ding Jing, but for this arrogant and provocative action, Yan Hanyu almost deducted points.

Mo Shangyun had no choice but to restrain himself.

*

There are more training items each time, and the amount of training increases day by day.

Gradually, the students discovered that the only thing that was more comfortable than the present moment was the past, and the only thing that was more relaxed than today was yesterday.

They must not expect such unrealistic illusions as "if they survive today, it may be easier tomorrow".

They can only enjoy this moment as much as possible, because the next moment will always be more torturous than this moment.

On the third night, the students sadly discovered that the lecture content was completely new, and it was no longer ordinary theoretical knowledge. The teacher never helped you review in class, and they did not have teaching materials or textbooks. The source of all knowledge was taught by the teacher.

The students took notes and took the time to review them repeatedly. For a time, every student was concentrated on studying in a tense atmosphere, taking notes non-stop. Sometimes if you were a little slow, you would miss the end point knowledge. At that time, you felt like you could just swallow the teacher's words.

Courseware, turn it into knowledge in your mind.

In contrast to this atmosphere, Mo Shangyun's situation was somewhat inferior.

That night was Huo Ge's lecture again. In less than four hours, Mo Shangjun sat in the classroom next door and solved two courses by himself.

For her who has studied for a long time, it can be said that it is easy, and doing the test papers is like passing the time.

The two teachers who were responsible for supervising her occasionally looked around the tense classroom next door, and occasionally looked at Mo Shangyun, who was studying leisurely and contentedly by himself, as if they had the illusion of going back and forth between two worlds.

At ten forty, Ding Jing came to Mo Shangjun's classroom on time, holding her copybook in her arms.

The students in the next classroom all left intermittently, and it became quiet within a few minutes.

A teacher seemed to have been ordered to take care of the supper for the two of them, so when the other students went to have supper, he also brought them a portion.

Very bland, three steamed buns, one soy milk, and one egg.

It took three minutes for the two of them to finish the late night snack.

"How was your study tonight?"

Mo Shangjun asked Ding Jing.

Ding Jing was copying her papers. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and glanced at her, "Not so good. Do you still have the ability to read catalogs and take notes?"

Mo Shangyun tilted his head and curled his lips, "Bring it here."

Ding Jing was suddenly surprised. After two seconds of surprise, he took out his notebook and gave it to her.

Mo Shangjun took it over and looked at it, and with a headache, he recognized Ding Jing's handwriting.

It may be okay to write stroke by stroke on a copybook, but taking notes can literally blind one's eyes.

"There will be no exams tonight. You should rest early." Mo Shangyun said to the two teachers, "We will go back after a while."

The two teachers looked at each other and then asked, "Would you like to read the courseware?"

"No need." Mo Shangjun answered decisively.

They didn’t read the course materials or take exams, so they just thought they were working overtime to review on their own.

The two communicated for a while and finally decided to agree that they would continue to stay here, but they would come over before twelve o'clock. They could leave early, but they could not stay here after twelve o'clock.

Both Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing agreed.

In view of the good performance of the two last night, the two instructors left with peace of mind.

Ding Jing concentrated on writing a page. When turning the page, she glanced at Mo Shangyun and found that Mo Shangyun was adding notes to her. She couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Ding Jing raised his eyebrows, "Do you really remember?"

"Well," Mo Shangjun responded, and then asked suspiciously, "You really haven't learned anything in middle school?"

After thinking for a while, Ding Jing said: "I have studied a little by myself."

"Self-taught?"

Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Seeing that she helped write notes, Ding Jing didn't hide it from her and said: "Our previous army had a library, which was somehow mixed with middle school textbooks, and I browsed through it when I had nothing to do.

"

Mo Shangjun looked at her as if she had seen a ghost.

After a long pause, Mo Shangjun sighed, "How on earth did you get in?"

"There are always special circumstances!" Ding Jing raised his eyebrows indifferently.

"..."
To be continued...