The morning training allowed the freshmen to feel the school’s deep love for them. Many of them almost fainted from running in the morning, and most of them were taken to temporary medical centers due to hypoglycemia.
Breakfast is arranged after the morning training.
The military training base is not like the school cafeteria where all the delicious food is gathered. Forget about egg pancakes, rice balls, fragrant toast, and pollution-free farm milk produced exclusively on a certain planet. All you can eat now is white porridge, boiled eggs, steamed buns, dumplings, fried noodles, and side dishes. Each person can have more or less portions, but these are the only things you can choose. If you don't eat them, you will have nothing to eat.
Compared to other freshmen who cursed at steamed buns, Lin Zimao slept well last night and had a good appetite. A bowl of white porridge, two steamed buns, an egg, and a small dish of side dishes were enough for him.
Wang Yi and Lin Zimao are not picky eaters, but Guo Xingwei and others sitting at the table next to them are very dissatisfied with their breakfast. Guo Xingwei even threw his chopsticks away and said he didn't want to eat it anymore because it was so damn disgusting.
Wang Yi whispered to Lin Zimao, "They are so wasteful."
Although the third-magnitude planet where he was born had relatively abundant resources, his parents taught them not to waste food since they were young.
Lin Zimao picked up the egg and knocked it on the table, then peeled off the eggshell bit by bit. He ate the egg white first and then the egg yolk. Finally, he drank the remaining porridge to wash away the sticky feeling of the egg yolk in his mouth.
Sitting at the same table with them were a few people from the same dormitory. The atmosphere among everyone was pretty good. They all came from second, third, and fourth magnitude stars, so the topics were similar and there weren't many prejudices.
After finishing the meal and clearing the plates, Lin Zimao and the others prepared to leave.
Similarly, Guo Xingwei and others stopped eating.
As they were putting down the plates, one of Lin Zimao's roommates accidentally bumped into the very aggressive Jiang Zhe when he turned around, and he was immediately grabbed by the collar: "Four-eyed boy, you have no eyes."
The classmate who was called Four Eyes apologized repeatedly and said that he did not mean it, and his attitude was very sincere.
But Jiang Zhe threw him hard, and Four Eyes bumped into Lin Zimao. The cutlery in his hand fell to the ground with a crash, and the plate clanged twice on the tile floor.
Lin Zimao helped up the bespectacled boy whose glasses were crooked. The bespectacled boy was anxious and angry, and his eyes were red.
Lin Zimao collected the dishes that fell on the ground and put them into the automatic recycling machine. When everyone thought that the matter was over and the peace was settled, Lin Zimao suddenly grabbed Jiang Zhe's collar and said, "Apologize."
Jiang Zhe said contemptuously: "Who do you think you are? Let go."
Lin Zimao confronted him face to face, his eyes slightly cold: "You bumped into me, apologize."
Jiang Zhe glared at him: "What if I don't?"
Lin Zimao put his fist against his abdomen: "Then I will punch you back."
Jiang Zhe sneered, "With you?" He tried to wave away Lin Zimao's hand with disdain, but the other party remained motionless. He tried to push him away with his knee, but Lin Zimao was more skillful than him and kicked him hard on the shin. Jiang Zhe screamed in pain, "Fuck you!"
Lin Zimao punched him in the abdomen: "I advise you to keep your mouth shut."
Jiang Zhe felt pain and wanted to fight back, but Lin Zimao threw Jiang Zhe away because he was taller than him.
Guo Xingwei naturally couldn't bear to see his brothers being beaten. There was no reason for them not to help, so he took the opportunity to teach Lin Zimao a lesson. He wanted to kick Lin Zimao from behind, but Wang Yi had suffered a loss at the hands of Guo Xingwei yesterday. Seeing that Guo Xingwei was shameless and wanted to stab him from behind, he immediately pushed him away.
Wang Yi said: "Rubbish!"
Guo Xingwei was a little dazed by the collision, and when he found out it was Wang Yi, he immediately rushed up and punched him. Wang Yi had never been afraid of a fight!
Then somehow, all the classmates in Lin Zimao's dormitory joined in the melee, one after another. With twelve people from two dormitories, the restaurant suddenly became chaotic.
They were all freshmen and no one knew which class they were from. Someone called Director Liang, who was having breakfast upstairs.
Fifteen minutes later, everyone was invited into the office to face the Dean of the Academic Affairs Office with a gloomy face.
The 2020 Mecha Maintenance Class 2 set a new historical record. A group fight broke out before the first day of military training officially started.
The twelve people who were so arrogant just now are now very discouraged. They were dragged into the office by the seniors from the Student Union and were watched the whole time, which was very embarrassing.
Director Liang was angry, but he was not a person with a quick temper. He lectured them in a very serious manner, citing classics, which made Lin Zimao drowsy.
Half an hour later...
Director Liang: "This is your first offense. You all have to run laps. Ten laps. No one can be left behind. Everyone has to write a 1,000-word self-review and hand it in tonight! Also, your class will be deducted points!"
When everyone heard the word "pao pao", their faces froze: "..." If they had known, they would not have fought.
The running track at the training base is not calculated as 400 meters, it is calculated as 800 meters!
I almost felt dead after running three laps this morning, and now I have to run again. Ten laps is eight thousand meters!
Now it is proved that fighting is fun for a while but it will lead to the cremation afterwards.
Twelve people walked sparsely towards the playground.
Everyone was injured. Although Lin Zimao dodged Guo Xingwei's kick, he was punched in the corner of his mouth by someone in the melee. The worst hit were Jiang Zhe and Guo Xingwei. They were taken special care of by Lin Zimao and Wang Yi. They were in great pain and their running posture was not right and was crooked.
Teacher Yu had received Director Liang's order to wait for them on the playground. He was still very friendly: "Students, run."
According to the military training regulations, fighting will definitely result in class points being deducted.
During the military training, each class will have corresponding plus and minus points. Plus points can be obtained through training, housekeeping and other military training items, while minus points are the daily performance of the freshmen in each class. All behaviors that do not comply with the military training discipline will result in class points being deducted.
It was only the first morning of military training and their class had already made a mistake. Teacher Yu still felt a little headache despite her smile.
Everyone has his own responsibility. Lin Zimao was the first to run into the track without complaining or procrastinating. At this moment, the corners of his mouth were aching slightly, and he tasted blood. It must be that his skin was broken.
Wang Yi followed closely behind Lin Zimao, followed by person number 11. One third of the class was present.
After Jiang Xuan received a call from the counselor, he took He Ling to the edge of the playground.
After asking, I found out that these twelve freshmen had a fight in the cafeteria, and it was quite a big deal. They were being punished by Director Liang and were being forced to run away.
Teacher Yu said to them, "Just watch here. If anyone falls, let them rest. Don't make anything happen. They are all delicate children. The director said it's ten laps, but I don't think they can finish it. It's very hot today. Don't run and get heat stroke."
Jiang Xuan vaguely saw Lin Zimao's figure. He didn't expect that the seemingly well-behaved Lin Zimao would actually fight.
The temperature of the sun began to rise, and the twelve people who were punished were running until they were sweating and panting.
Soon after, one by one they lay down on the track, unable to run anymore. Only a few main fighters were left, while Lin Zimao was still in the lead.
After the director calmed down, Teacher Yu applied for them to run only five laps.
When Lin Zimao heard that he didn't have to run, he took a few slow steps. His legs felt like they were filled with lead and didn't belong to him. He was breathing heavily.
Wang Yi, who was originally following behind him, had already fallen down somewhere unknown.
Lin Zimao fell on the grass. He raised his hand to block the increasingly fierce sun, closed his eyes, smelled the faint scent of grass, and didn't want to get up.
It was not until he was covered by a shadow that he removed his arms from his eyes and opened his eyes.
He had seen Jiang Xuan while standing and while sitting, but he had never seen Jiang Xuan while lying down. Looking at him from the side from below, he didn't seem to think he was ugly. He was indeed the campus hunk, with no blind spots from all angles. Maybe he would look just as good-looking if viewed from backwards.
Jiang Xuan stretched out his hand to him: "Get up."
"Oh." Lin Zimao raised his hand slightly. He had run so hard that he didn't have any strength left.
Jiang Xuan held his slightly cold right hand and pulled him up without much effort. Lin Zimao was quite thin and light.
Lin Zimao was so busy running that he didn't notice that some classes around him were already lining up for training. There were more and more people on the playground. Of course, the news of their fight had already spread.
Jiang Xuan walked in front, and Lin Zimao followed behind him with weak legs. He walked slowly, and Jiang Xuan quickly distanced himself from him. When he found that the other party was not keeping up, he slowed down his pace and did not urge Lin Zimao.
Lin Zimao was sure that Jiang Xuan didn't want him to go back for training, so he didn't ask him where he was taking him.
Temporary medical care point.
Wang Yi was lying on a hospital bed. The female doctor applied medicine on him and then turned on a massage machine to remove blood stasis. He screamed in pain for a long time. Guo Xingwei, Jiang Zhe and others in the cubicle also let out strange screams.
The female doctor was first surprised by Jiang Xuan's beautiful face, and then she noticed Lin Zimao following behind him: "There is another one, where does it hurt?"
Lin Zimao wanted to say something about the corner of his mouth, but it hurt when he opened his mouth, so he pointed at the corner of his mouth.
The female doctor pinched his chin and looked around: "It's not serious, just a little skin break at the corner of your mouth, just disinfect and apply some ointment."
She turned to Jiang Xuan and said, "Classmate, can you help apply some medicine on him? I'm a little overwhelmed. There are two people in the next room who are crying that they are in pain all over. I'll go over and adjust the treatment equipment for them. You just need to disinfect him and apply some medicine."
As the female doctor spoke, she found some medicine, ointment, and cotton swabs and handed them to Jiang Xuan, then she went next door.
Wang Yi was crying out in pain but had no mouth to ask about Lin Zimao's condition.
Lin Zimao sat on the chair as soon as he entered the door. He was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.
Jiang Xuan held the medicine and ointment given by the doctor in his hand and sat down opposite Lin Zimao.
He unscrewed the bottle of medicine, carefully took out a medical cotton swab, dipped some anti-inflammatory water in it and gently touched the corner of Lin Zimao's broken mouth. The anti-inflammatory water was a little irritating, and Lin Zimao tilted his head back slightly and shouted softly, "It hurts."
The cold had not fully recovered to begin with, and when Lin Zimao spoke, his voice was soft and a bit like he was acting like a spoiled child. Jiang Xuan's hand holding the cotton swab paused for a moment, then he dipped some medicine and gently touched his wound. Seeing that Lin Zimao frowned in pain, he threw it away.
After Jiang Xuan threw it, he looked at him and said, "Why don't you think about the pain when you're fighting?"
I've only known him for two days, and he's already taking medicine and applying ointments, which is not at all worry-free.
He changed a cotton swab, avoided the injured corners of Lin Zimao's mouth, and gently applied the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment bit by bit.
The ointment is icy cool, very comfortable and painless.
Lin Zimao stared at Jiang Xuan's slender fingers. His nails were not long and were cut very flat. His fingers were indeed very long. He heard that people with long fingers are suitable for playing the piano. Then he thought of the dirty words he heard in the tavern. People with long fingers seem to have a long private part as well.
While he was daydreaming, Jiang Xuan had finished applying medicine to Lin Zimao.
The first time he got so close, Jiang Xuan discovered that Lin Zimao's eyelashes were quite long, and they looked like a fan when he blinked. His eyes were also not small, and they stared straight at him.
Lin Zimao thought that he was going to draw a line between himself and him, so he snorted and said, "I'm not familiar with the senior, so just leave me alone."
Jiang Xuan glanced at him, threw away the cotton swab that was stained with the smell of ointment, closed the lids of the disinfectant and ointment, and said nothing.
Wang Yi stopped whining at some point, and turned around to see Jiang Xuan leaving without saying a word.
Just as he was about to talk to Lin Zimao, Jiang Xuan stepped back and said to Lin Zimao coldly, "Remember to apply the medicine three times a day."
Lin Zimao pressed the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised.
Hiss, it hurts.