The next day, the high school military training officially began.

Each class formed a square, led by an instructor.

The training content was repetitive, consisting of standing in military posture, marching in unison, and forming queues, among others.

The training itself was not complicated, but it was monotonous and mechanical. Especially at the end of August and beginning of September, during the scorching heat of late summer, it made our heads spin and our bodies covered in sweat.

Standing under the scorching sun, I felt like a roasted sweet potato, so hot that I could almost emit smoke.

Every day, someone would faint from heatstroke, especially the girls who couldn't bear it. Their delicate skin was darkened by the sun, and they often shed tears.

In fact, I really don't understand who came up with the idea of pre-school military training. In just ten days or so, besides tormenting people, can it really improve students' physical fitness? Can it truly temper one's will?

It's purely ridiculous.

Although we complained, we were still students, and students are supposed to obey the school's arrangements.

As for me, military training wasn't a big deal. After all, I grew up in the mountains and had tough skin.

For those kids from the county, it was quite torturous.

Some people began to deceive and manipulate, seeking connections to get medical leave from the hospital.

During our military training, those "sick" people would sit under the shade of trees, pointing fingers at us and gossiping, laughing and joking around, without any signs of illness.

Once the military training was over, they would rush to ** to play basketball, football, and be as energetic as wild boars.

For those who couldn't manage to get a medical leave, what could they do? They had to pretend to be sick!

In our dormitory, Zhou Xiao Long and Zhang Meng were the ones pretending to be sick.

Zhou Xiao Long was ruthless. He originally wanted to fake a cold or something, but even on hot days, despite taking several cold showers a day, he showed no symptoms of a cold.

What could he do?

Zhou Xiao Long was indeed a tough guy who knew his way around society. He picked up a brick and forcefully hit it against his own head, causing it to bleed. He quickly went to the school clinic to get it bandaged.

When the doctor asked him what happened, he said he accidentally fell down the stairs and hit the wall, wrapping his head with layers and layers of gauze, making himself look like an Indian.

When the instructor saw Zhou Xiao Long in such a state, he didn't dare to let him continue the military training. What if the sun burned his head and left lasting consequences?

But Zhou Xiao Long loved acting, so he intentionally put on a show, pretending to be strong and determined. He gritted his teeth and insisted on continuing the training. In the end, the instructor "asked" him to rest under the shade of a tree.

After the military training ended that day, Zhou Xiao Long received praise from the entire school. The battalion leader called on all students to take Zhou Xiao Long as an example, to strive tenaciously and fear no difficulties, as that was the temperament a soldier should have.

Zhou Xiao Long quickly became a campus hero. There were even naive and innocent girls who secretly admired him.

From then on, Zhou Xiao Long sat under the shade of trees every day, legs crossed, happily drinking soda.

Both me and the chubby guy were speechless. The world was really twisted. Those who deceived and manipulated others became heroes and role models. It was truly absurd!

Apart from Zhou Xiao Long, Zhang Meng was also quite the actor.

Before the military training, he applied some powder to his face, making it look extremely pale.

During the training, he would cover his head, pretending to faint from heatstroke. Moreover, his falling posture was very **, even more feminine than a woman.

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When the instructor saw Zhang Meng in such a state, with a face as pale as a ghost and his thin and weak figure, he immediately allowed him to rest.

So Zhang Meng walked to the shade, taking delicate steps, and joined Zhou Xiao Long to drink soda.

Although military training life was tough, there was also fun in it. With so many people gathering together every day, it was quite entertaining.

I believe that anyone who has participated in military training would agree that the most annoying and hated thing was the emergency assembly.

To prepare for the late-night emergency assembly, many people didn't cover themselves with blankets or take off their clothes while sleeping. They just lay on their beds like that.

As soon as we heard the alarm for an emergency assembly, we immediately got up from our beds, never being late.

Late at night was the time when we were deeply asleep. After a day of military training, everyone was exhausted. Just when you were having a pleasant dream, the piercing sound of the alarm suddenly rang, tearing through your nerves. It was really irritating!

And the blankets had to be folded into small blocks. Folding the blankets took time, and in order to catch up with the emergency assembly, no one covered themselves with a blanket while sleeping.

Every emergency assembly was full of jokes. Some people wore their shoes on the wrong feet, some wore hats crookedly, and some forgot to fasten their belts, so they had to hold up their pants with both hands. Looking around, it was a mess, like a group of defeated soldiers.

I remember one night during an emergency assembly, after it was over, the instructor asked us to run laps.

I ran with the chubby guy, and as he ran, he puzzledly said, "Strange! Why do I always feel a cool breeze on my butt?"

Later, when we returned to the dormitory, the chubby guy took off his pants and suddenly realized that, damn, he had a ** sleeping habit. During the emergency assembly, he didn't even wear underwear, just directly put on camouflage pants and ran out. No wonder his butt felt cool.

Because of this incident, the chubby guy was constantly ridiculed by everyone in the dormitory.

On this early morning, there was another emergency assembly. When we returned to the dormitory, everyone was wide awake.

And that night, the weather was unusually hot. County No. 1 Middle School had limited conditions, and there were no electric fans in the dormitories. Every night when we went to bed, the electricity in the dormitory would be cut off. Even if you had a small portable fan, it would be useless without power.

We all tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. The dormitory felt like a big steamer, with no trace of wind passing through. We were sweaty all over, like eels.

Everyone was idle and chatting. While chatting, someone suggested, since we couldn't sleep and had nothing to do, why not play a game together?

Unable to sleep and bored, everyone raised their hands in agreement when they heard about playing games.

So, we asked what game to play, and after discussing for a while, Zhou Wei suggested, "I heard that the Ouija board is pretty **. How about we play the Ouija board game? But I'm not sure if you dare."

Zhou Xiao Long, being stubborn, immediately became unhappy. He retorted, "What do you mean by daring or not daring? It's just a game. What's there to be afraid of? Come on, let's play the Ouija board!"

Chen Fei Yu expressed some concerns, saying, "Hey, how about we play a different game? I've heard that the Ouija board is very sinister. What if..."

Before Chen Fei Yu finished speaking, Zhou Xiao Long, acting like a big brother, unilaterally decided, "What's with the hesitation? Only girls are afraid. Tonight, we'll play the Ouija board. I want to see if it's really as sinister as they say!"