Not all 8 G files are harmonious and loving AVI, at least half of them are photos.

Even so, it took nearly two hours for everyone in the 302 dormitory to watch dozens of videos on the USB flash drive.

At first, Li Mengnan was still a bit curious and game-making mentality, but as the videos were played one after another, his face became more and more serious.

"Zhao Yingjun, where did this USB drive come from?" Li Mengnan asked. The nickname is just used by everyone when chatting, and when talking about things, most of them still call their names directly.

"Picked it up on the road at the school gate."

"Then what are you going to do with this?"

"Make the seeds and send them to the gentleman's forum."

As expected, Zhao Yingjun's choice decisively upholds the usual online sharing spirit of the otaku.

After hearing this, Li Mengnan was deeply moved, and stood up and held Zhao Yingjun's hand tightly, saying, "Comrade Yingjun, on behalf of the head of state and the vast number of silk-blooders who still rely on their hands to be creative and prosperous in the future, thank you!"

"Hey~! Senior brother is so serious!" Zhao Yingjun waved his hands repeatedly, looking very modest.

"But--" Li Mengnan dragged a long voice, changed his tone, and said solemnly: "It is best not to spread the things in this USB flash drive."

"Why?" Zhao Yingjun was stunned, Gao Dingtian and Liang Sanbo also showed confusion.

Li Mengnan grabbed the mouse and clicked on several of the videos, and pointed at several positions on the screen with his hand, "Watch these pictures, don't you think the pictures look familiar?"

The three animals shook their heads neatly. When watching such gentleman movies, the male protagonist doesn’t care about it. Who cares about the background?

"This is the abandoned warehouse behind the library, this is the backstage of the rose bush in the small garden next to the basketball court, this is the backstage of the small auditorium..." Li Mengnan pointed to the picture and reminded one by one.

"I'll go! Why are you so clear? Could it be that you..."

Liang Sanbo raised his eyebrows, and a teasing look on his face that men know.

Li Mengnan shrugged without comment. Memorizing the details of the surrounding environment was a professional habit he developed over the years, but he probably wouldn't believe these animals even explained.

"This seems to be a place in our school, but what does this mean?" Gao Dingtian scratched his head, as if he hadn't figured out the key yet.

The three animals were obviously blinded by the raided hormones, and they even showed a stupid look on their faces. Li Mengnan had to explain: "At least one-quarter of these videos were filmed in the school... In other words, the protagonist in the video is likely to be a student of our school."

Liang Sanbo, Gao Dingtian, Zhao Yingjun and the other two suddenly realized, and then they were shocked and sweated all over.

Li Mengnan is right. If the filming of these videos is a boy in the school, then the five or six heroines in them are probably seniors in the school. Once such videos that even code-making are circulated, they will inevitably become scandals such as "door" incidents.

At that time, the furious school will investigate the source of the video. It is difficult to guarantee that they will not follow the clues to find them. It will be light to order them to drop out of school at that time. Maybe they will have to go to the detention center for some time.

"Then... I'll throw this USB drive away."

Zhao Yingjun quickly pulled down the USB flash drive and threw it aside. He was timid and dared not keep such a hot potato in his hands anymore.

"It's also a bomb that someone picks up..."

After a heated discussion, the few people in the dormitory finally decided to return the benefits of this gentleman's USB flash drive to the original owner.

It’s not that Li Mengnan and others are so kind and moral, mainly because they are also curious about who this gentleman who is serene but eases.

That night, a "lost and found" drafted and revised by Zhao Yingjun and Liang Sanbo's pictures were freshly released. Taking advantage of the dark moon and high winds, several people sneakily posted bulletin boards of all sizes on campus.

Unfortunately, I don’t know if the gentleman didn’t see the notice of these lost and found items, or did not plan to return the USB flash drive at all. Until the day the military training officially began, I did not take the initiative to call Li Mengnan and others to contact him.

...

The so-called military training is called cultivating students' comprehensive development of morality, intelligence and physical fitness, establishing students' sense of collective honor, and enhancing students' patriotism.

But in Li Mengnan's view, this temporary training that stands in a hot sun, stands in a military posture, kicks and poses a set of flower stands, and finally puts a few shots, is in a larger sense the first warning the school has given the students.

The general meaning is that no matter where you young ladies and young masters come from, now when you are in your territory, you have to be covered with dragons and tigers. If anyone dares to bare his hair and explode his thorns, don’t blame me for being cruel and ruthless.

Although most students complain about the military training that tortures people to death, the world... All college students across the country will be beaten with such a "killing stick" when they enter school. Thinking about the millions of brothers and brothers who are in distress and suffering, they feel balanced.

Only with contrast can one have happiness.

Of course, this kind of military training intensity may be comparable to purgatory torture for spoiled urban students, but for Li Mengnan, who was born in a mountain village, he was just a child playing house and could not even be warmed up. If he didn't want to be too conspicuous to avoid inexplicably hatred, his military training results would definitely leave the so-called first place a few streets away.

The teammates who did not fight for power and profit, the dirty instructor who did not eat girls' tofu, and even the legendary reluctant farewell, the half-month military training ended in the repeated practice.

The freshmen who were tortured by military training like African refugees were rushing to the joy of the sky, and rushed to board the personnel carriers that were parked in the military camp one after another.

Returning to the beautiful and quiet university campus again, recalling the past half month, I didn’t feel a sense of confusion as if I had a different life, but with it, I was really happy that I ended my hardships and had a lot of joy. Even the pool of shit on the side of the road was so pleasant.

"Hey, Li Mengnan, it turns out that you are here. Remember to go to the class for a meeting at 1:30 in the afternoon."

While having lunch in the student cafeteria, a beautiful girl with a pair of frameless glasses ran to Li Mengnan panting. It seemed that she had been running a long way to find this place.

"Come on, sit down and drink a sip of water... Just call me and contact me if you have anything. Please ask the squad leader to go there personally. It's exhausting your old and expensive body, and you can't afford it!"

The girl is named Li Shi. She is the freshman with the highest admission score in this class of the School of Education. During the military training, she was temporarily recognized as the class monitor of Preschool Education Class 1. Because she always wears glasses, and "Poetry" and "Four" are homophonic, she is also called "Four Girls" by her classmates.
Chapter completed!