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Knowing that he couldn't fight, Wang Yan sat down again and poured hot water.

He didn't think Qiu Shui had such a strong appeal to get so many people he had just met to support him. Maybe it was more because Hopu was a little bit upset when he became the squad leader, and he was so picky about people just now, which made some of them a little unhappy.

.So just because of Qiu Shui's excuse, they all gathered around. If they really wanted to start a fight, there probably wouldn't be many fools. Their idea was to just watch the excitement and make a fuss.

Everyone gathered around Magnolia officinalis and scratched it for a while with their hands, which made Magnolia officinalis laugh and cry and scream, begging for mercy. But in the process, a small contradiction disappeared, and accordingly, everyone's

The relationship unknowingly became closer...

In the evening, several people from the school had dinner together in the large cafeteria. The overall food was not bad. No matter whether the preparatory class will have bad things in the future, now they are all proud and cannot afford to eat poorly. Although

They are all big pot dishes with potatoes, beans and so on, but there is no shortage of meat. Wang Yan, the cook who cooks the dishes, seems to be on the same level as him, both of them are professionals. But if we really want to compare, he can't compare with them. After all, they are big

Pot dishes and normal one or two dishes are two different things.

After dinner, Dai Bingzhong and Sun Jianjun explained some rules and let them go back to rest. The first day in this military camp was over. All that was left was to go back to tidy up and lie on the bed to gossip. After all, it was the first day in the military camp.

The freshness of the day has not worn off yet, not many people can fall asleep, and they have to talk for a while...

Back in the dormitory, Wang Yan took off his clothes, shoes and socks, changed into the allotted slippers, wore large pants and army green half-sleeves, sat on a stool and drank hot water, holding a book he borrowed from another male classmate.

Looking through the book.

Xin Yi and others were also dressed in the same way. They looked at Wang Yan sitting there and said, "Wang Yan, let's go and wash up."

"You go ahead, I'll wait until there are fewer people before I go."

It's nothing like this. If you don't want to go, don't go. They don't care. At most, they just say something pretentious, and then a group of people walk out chatting and laughing.

When it comes to washing, maybe I am at home and don't even bother to wash my feet. There are so many people here now, and it feels almost boring if I don't wash. Of course, Wang Yan is not talking about himself, but there must be such a kid here.

When everyone came back one after another, Wang Yan smiled and chatted with them.

It wasn't until he heard that the noise in the corridor had become much quieter, and he guessed that there were fewer people in the water room, that Wang Yan turned over a new pair of underwear, took off the outer half-sleeves, and the big pants, wearing only a pair of underwear, and took a shower

The guy even strolled out of the dormitory. He wanted to pour two basins of water to take a shower, but he was afraid of disturbing others, so he was delayed for so long.

During the Ming Dynasty, he would go out to fight, climb the ice and snow, sleep in the open air, and be covered in sweat. But when he was not fighting, he would take a bath in a big wooden barrel every day. Now this is like modern times, and there is no such long hair.

It's okay to rush once, otherwise he always feels uncomfortable and is just used to it.

As for walking birds, he is not afraid. Although it is not exaggerated, most people are not sure that he can do it. It is not only to take care of other people's self-esteem, but also because he does not want to be stared at and studied. Although he does not mind, but being stared at

It always looks weird...

Wang Yan went out, and the group of boys in the dormitory became lively.

Gu Ming stared exaggeratedly, looking at this and that: "His muscles... have you seen them?"

Xin Yi, Eucommia ulmoides, Magnolia officinalis, Astragalus membranaceus and others all nodded. Only Qiu Shui curled his lips: "Tsk, what's there?" Is he a literary young man? He is not good at that... Of course it is a lie. As a boy, he should have thought

I have always had strong muscles, and artistic youths are no exception.

Although fitness culture has not yet become popular in China, Wang Yan's smooth, natural, plump, and explosive muscles, coupled with his height of more than 1.8 meters, not even a fool knows what that means.

Just two adjectives, four words, strong and capable.

Before Gu Ming could fight back, after hearing Qiu Shui's words, Xin Yi lowered his head and looked at his protruding belly: "You are just jealous and jealous."

When Qiu Shui, who was lying there reading, heard this, he sat up and wanted to argue.

But before he could speak, Gu Ming said: "Yes, I think so, Qiushui, you are just jealous. Look at those muscles, tsk tsk..."

Huang Qi said slowly: "He must be very powerful."

Du Zhong nodded: "I'll wait for him to come back later and ask how he became like that."

This sentence was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and everyone was very curious. Then Gu Ming told the people who were jumping up and down about the situation in the United States, and talked about some outstanding bodybuilders and so on. A group of boys who listened were fascinated and hated

You can't build up your muscles right away so that you can compare yourself with Wang Yanliang next to you.

After a while, Wang Yan walked in with a basin in his hand. Everyone in the dormitory who was chatting happily looked at Wang Yan.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Yan said: "What's wrong? I have flowers on my face? Why are you looking at me?"

Eucommia ulmoides rushed over and resisted the urge to touch it: "Wang Yan, can I ask you something?"

"Ask." As he spoke, Wang Yan put the basin on the shelf.

"How did you develop those tendons on your body?"

Wang Yan really didn't expect such a thing. He almost ignored his muscles and looked at a group of boys staring at him: "Is this it?"

Everyone nodded in unison, and Xin Yi said: "Looking at me like this, is there anything you can do?" As he said that, he lowered his head and gestured to his stomach.

"If you have nothing to do, just run more." Wang Yan said casually: "It's hard for you to reach my level, but do more sit-ups, push-ups, frog jumps, squats, pull-ups, etc., and eat properly

In this case, having a body of muscles is not a big problem.”

Gu Mingdao: "Is this how you practice?"

"Almost."

Seeing Wang Yan was about to leave, Du Zhong on the side said: "Wang Yan, that... can I touch that? Feel it?"

Although Wang Yan is not a shy person and does not have any big brother baggage, but what kind of touch can a man touch? Is it ridiculous? He stretched out an arm, gave it a try, and said jokingly: "Forget about other places, just feel it."

Feel my unicorn arms, brother."

Although it's a pity, you can't force it if you don't want it. It would be nice if you can feel the arm. Eucommia ulmoides was the first, and then a group of people couldn't hold it back. They all came over and touched Wang Yan's arm twice. In the end, no one touched Wang Yan except Qiu Shui.

The other ten people all experienced it.

Wang Yan caught some of Qiu Shui's tsundere. He didn't know what Qiu Shui said before. He analyzed that maybe it was because he had been the center of attention since he was a child, but now he was ignored and was robbed of the leading role. He was a little unhappy; or maybe it was because Wang Yan had been pretending before.

Personally, people don't like to see him a bit; or maybe it's because of the noble spirit of the literary youth that he doesn't want to let go of his body.

In fact, Wang Yan doesn't have any objections to Qiu Shui. Although he is always a contestant who came out of nine-year compulsory education and has a hard-boiled character who is good at poetry and prose, he is just a little smart, and he has not grown up, has no responsibility, and has no

Responsible, just ordinary people who don't have a clear understanding of themselves.

Like stealing the canned pork that Sun Jianjun sent to his parents for the Chinese New Year, it seems to be a bad character. He said he didn't know anything and thought it was something, but it can be considered a self-justification. But whether Sun Jianjun saved the canned food by himself or not,

It's okay to mix with the army supplies, sneak into someone's dormitory to get it, and leave a provocative note. It's always wrong, that's really bad.

As for the bad things that happened with Zhao Yingnan, Xiao Hong, and Liu Qing in the later period, thinking about this, I was still thinking about that, looking back and studying that. Wang Yan thought it was Qiu Shui who wanted to do what all men want to do, but was unable to deal with it.

Several women. And I haven’t counted them yet. I have to study them for a while. He really deserves it...

As long as it doesn't offend him, he won't care about it, do as he pleases.

He went back to bed and lay down, just in time to turn off the lights. Wang Yan patiently dealt with the questions from a group of people, and then the topic slowly shifted to his thoughts and then to his female classmates.

I don’t know how long it took, but gradually, the sounds of talking in the dormitory disappeared, replaced by a sound of snoring and grinding teeth...

Wang Yan has not experienced this kind of environment for more than eighty years since he became emperor. Although he has strong adaptability, he is still a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!