The chief school grass is her boyfriend

Chapter 39

The instructor's voice fell, and someone in the crowd asked again: "Instructor, can I bring a computer?"

"No." A concise answer.

"Instructor, can I bring a camera?"

The instructor gave him a blank look: "There is no scenery here for you to take pictures, why bring a camera?"

"Instructor, can I bring my mobile phone?"

This is the question that everyone is most concerned about.

After the voice of the student who asked the question fell, the scene was instantly quiet.

After all, in today's society, mobile phones are like a part of the body, and it has almost reached the point of "traveling around the world with a mobile phone, and it is difficult to move an inch without a mobile phone".

The instructor pursed the corners of his mouth impatiently, and the serious expression on his face was slightly slower than before.

Just when everyone thought they would hear negative words from him, the instructor suddenly sighed and said: "You can keep your mobile phone, but you can't take it with you during the daytime training, and you can only put it in the dormitory."

"Ah...that's great, luckily you can bring your mobile phone."

"If I can't bring my mobile phone, I will definitely not live until the end of the military training."

……

Probably because I heard too many things that I can't bring, and finally when I knew that the mobile phone can be kept, everyone was relieved.

Immediately afterwards, there were whispering voices from the crowd, and they seemed to be saying something fortunate.

Seeing this, the instructor regained a stern expression on his face, and shouted to everyone: "Now, immediately follow your instructor to organize things, and you must not leave what shouldn't be left behind. Things that belong to you will be confiscated immediately!"

Someone asked with a fluke mentality: "Instructor, will the confiscated things be returned to us in the future?"

"Think beautifully!"

The instructor interrupted him with a tone of disdain, and then added: "The confiscated items, regardless of their value or not, no matter whether they are expensive or not, will be sold to the scrap yard on the same day."

……

The instructor of Class [-], whose surname is Zhang, is a young man with distinct and three-dimensional facial features, a thin figure, and dark skin.

He took everyone to the front of the dormitory building, and then distributed a simple luggage bag to everyone, and then said: "Except for clothes, toiletries and some necessities, other things cannot be put in this bag. Here are 10 bags for you." In a few minutes, sort it out now."

"Ah... 10 minutes?"

There was a burst of distress at the scene.

"Instructor Zhang, 10 minutes is too short. I have so many things with me, it takes a long time to choose."

"Yes, yes, Instructor Zhang, can you let us go back to the dormitory first, and tidy up later?"

Instructor Zhang glanced at the two of them, and said in a stiff tone, "9 minutes left!"

In an instant, the rest of the people who were lucky enough to talk again shut their mouths. Then, they hurriedly opened their suitcases and tidied their clothes.

While tidying up, I can still hear everyone's doubtful voice: "Can I bring a swimsuit?"

Someone retorted: "Are you here to be funny, here is a barren mountain, where do you see a swimming pool?"

"Can you keep the snacks? I went to the supermarket to pick some for a long time yesterday."

"Snacks are not a necessity of life, are they?"

"But for me, snacks are a necessity of life..."

I don't know which girl it was, but after finishing half of the things, she suddenly said to herself, "You can always bring my aunt's towel?"

"Pfft~"

Many of the boys were amused by laughter, and then some of them cast their eyes towards her suitcase with malicious intentions.

Instructor Zhang just walked up to the girl, thinking she was asking about his accident, his face turned darker than the bottom of the pot, and it took him a long time to squeeze out two words: "Yes."

……

(End of this chapter)