
Military Training at School, and I Got the Bigwigs' Attention
开学军训,我惊动了大佬
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- Completed
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- 1.3M Words
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- Urban Romance
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 4y ago
- Source
- Faloo
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Do you think he is a fool? He has never touched a gun. Students who have served as soldiers are the kings of soldiers. They are not evil unless they are arrested and examined. If it is found that ordinary students are like this, then they are waiting to be dissected.
When did the prehistoric era become an orthodox myth?
Well, I was praised for running five kilometers in 58 minutes. . . Is it a clerical error?
I'm afraid it's not a matter of climbing. Five kilometers in 58 minutes, and some people actually said it might be because of the weight. Where is the brain? Do you think they are soldiers? He is also carrying weight, averaging more than eighty meters per minute, so he is not even walking that slowly! Let's put it this way, my one-kilometer test in junior high school was three minutes and thirty seconds. Even if it's jogging, you can run one kilometer in eleven minutes? Did you climb it? If you control it to within twenty minutes, you will become the king of soldiers? No way, no way, where did such a talented King of Soldiers come from?
I was 12 years old when I entered junior high school. Does this prove that I can also enter the National Research Institute?
The heroine actually fainted from a gun. It was the first time I heard that she fainted from a gun. I was convinced.
In the hot summer, the chirping of cicadas echoed in every corner of the playground... The cicadas screamed knowingly, adding a bit of irritability to the students who were standing in military postures. They had been on the playground for nearly half an hour, and many of them were already sweating profusely. Drops of sweat were dripping from their foreheads, flowing to the corners of their eyes. Their eyes fell to the ground through the sweat drops, as if the entire space had been deformed by the scorching sun. Squeak, squeak, squeak, not far away, a man wearing the green uniform required for rookie-level soldiers pushed a cart over. He walked under the big tree, opened the baffle on the top of the cart, took out half a watermelon, and just sat there and ate it with a spoon. He stood up, and when he was eating, his mouth was still not free, and he yelled, "Hey, that classmate, straighten your back for me... Hey, you, you, you..." This behavior made the students stare angrily, and they didn't stop until the instructor came over to warn them. He, our protagonist, acquired a system during military training, chose hacking techniques and then forged it
It's boring to write about cultivating immortality in the city,**
The target shooting session was so embarrassing to watch. When shooting a 50-meter target with a rifle, most people missed the target. It was a college student with handicapped hands.
The author, is he the kind of person who joins the army?