It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

The nursery rhyme flicked the little girl's nose:

"When did you not say that?"

The rice bowls were placed on the table, and the two began to eat together. As they ate, Dong Yang said vaguely:

"Auntie...give Ruan Xi a call."

"You missed her?" Tong Yao raised her eyebrows. "Then go ahead and fight. She should be eating at this time."

She took out her cell phone and dialed the number. After a few rings, an uncertain question came from the other end:

"Rumor?"

She said "hmm", and then Ruan Qian said tenderly, "I miss you so much."

She was on speakerphone, and Dong Yang heard these words. She was so embarrassed that she quickly buried her head in her food:

"...Dongyang missed you and asked me to call you. How are you over there? Are you tired from the military training? Is it hot?"

The city here is a furnace, and she feels sorry for the students in her class who are undergoing military training, so she doesn't want her girl to be exposed to the sun like this.

"I'm in the north, and the military training is at a base in the mountains." Ruan Qian said softly, "It's not hot during the day, and it's a bit cold at night. The training is very small, and it's not tiring at all."

"Really?"

"real."

Throughout the whole process, Dong Yang, who missed Ruan Qian, didn't say a word.

"Do you need anything?" Tong Yao stopped eating and held the chopsticks dryly in her hand. "The conditions of military training are not good, right?"

"...There's no place to charge here." Ruan Qian thought for a moment and said frustratedly, "I can only find a store to charge it, and it costs 20 yuan to fully charge it."

Her comics have been adapted into anime and TV series, and have been reprinted several times. Now the sales are decent and she has made a lot of money, but she still doesn't want to spend it on herself.

Besides, making money this way is too slow.

She wanted to break free from the shackles of being a cartoonist.

Of course, these thoughts were all in her mind and she would not tell Tong Yao.

After chatting for a long time, the food was cold, and Tong Yao finally hung up the phone:

"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. Bye."

"Well," she smiled, "Goodbye, Yaoyao."

Rumor.

Every time the nursery rhyme is called like this, my heart feels a surge of excitement.

It was as if we were back to the night before we separated.

At night, she was so exhausted that she couldn't respond. No matter what Ruanruan said, she agreed in a daze.

"Can you just call me Teacher Tong Yaoyao from now on?"

She said yes.

"Then...Yaoyao." I vaguely remember that the little girl's eyes were smiling at that time.

She seemed to answer.

After that, the little girl refused to call "Teacher Tong" when she wanted to hear him on the phone. She seemed to have lost a generation for no reason, and was not used to being called that by children younger than her - but... she had slept with him, and had slept with him so many times, so why was she still being so pretentious?

After the call, she quietly placed an order for five power banks and sent them to the far north.

"Aunt, I'm going upstairs to play with Bailu." Dongyang said.

"Well, go ahead and don't cause any trouble for others."

Children have unlimited energy, but she has limited energy when she wakes up early in the morning. After taking a nap, she was woken up by the alarm clock and rushed to school.

Of course, there will be military training in the afternoon.

Two o'clock is when the temperature is the highest. It reaches 39 degrees outside and the air looks distorted.

"stand at attention!"

"Take a break."

"stand at attention!"

Instructor Company Three.

The group of little bastards were trained so well that they started standing at attention as a daily routine.

The sun is killing people.

There was a building next to the playground, which blocked the sunlight and created a shade on the huge playground. Some instructors were soft-hearted and let the students practice in that place, but Instructor Wang was different. He was iron-hearted and did not let the team go there even though the shade was only ten steps away from the children of Class 9.

"If you can stand well, take a rest. If you can't stand well, keep standing."

He made sarcastic remarks with a joking manner.

Some students have cursed him countless times in their hearts.

Xia Zhi squinted her eyes, beads of sweat slid down her forehead, some of them passed through her delicate eyebrows, landed on her eyelashes and mixed into her eyes, itching and tingling, very uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to move at all. She was tired and sleepy. The price of working and studying was the reduction of rest time. Normally, she could still hold on, but facing the great physical consumption of military training, her physical strength gradually failed.

"Take a five-minute break."

Instructor Wang finally spoke.

She collapsed, sat on the ground with her legs bent, and buried her head in her arms. Not long after, just as she recovered, the instructor blew the whistle again.

This time, let them do horse stance.

The standard horse stance was too painful. Her whole body was tense and she struggled to straighten her waist. She hoped that the instructor would have a change of heart and show mercy, but the instructor only said, "Hold on a little longer."

"Report!" Song Zhifei shouted.

"Say!"

"I don't feel well." The girl said pitifully.

"Go take a rest."

Song Zhifei made a "yeah" gesture and succeeded again.

Is military training tiring? It is very tiring, but it is just the level that most people can endure. Anyone who asks for leave in the middle of the training is a weakling, at least many boys think so.

Most girls don’t have the thick skin like Song Zhifei.

The training continued with marching, marching in step, squats and frog jumps.

Finally, return to basics and continue standing at attention.

Sudden.

In the team, the girls screamed:

"what!"

"She fainted!"

Tong Yao, who was not far away, was startled and ran over quickly. The team had already dispersed, and several girls were holding the unconscious Xia Zhi. It was obvious that she was the one who had just fainted.

"Is it heat stroke?"

Tong Yao squatted down anxiously and helped Xia Zhi up.

Xia Zhi didn't like others touching her, but this time, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She opened her lips slightly, not even having the strength to speak. Tong Yao called a few girls to help, and together they helped Xia Zhi to the shade of a tree.

Instructor Wang was also frightened and quickly asked the students to rest. He did increase the dosage a little to tame these unruly calves, but if something went wrong, it was no joke and no one dared to take the responsibility.

Xia Zhi was dazed and felt someone put a wet tissue on her forehead. She didn't know who Teacher Tong was talking to, it seemed to be a doctor. She gradually woke up and saw Teacher Tong holding a bottle of mineral water and pouring water on the tissue.

"Are you feeling better?" Tong Yao asked softly when she saw her open her eyes.

Xia Zhi didn't have much strength and nodded slightly.

"I'll call your parents later." Tong Yao said, "You can also tell them about your physical condition."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Xia Zhi's reaction was unexpectedly big:

"Don't... don't call them..." He actually reached out to grab her phone.

"Okay, okay, no, no," Tong Yao had never seen such a scene before, so she immediately stopped dialing and said carefully, "Then, can you tell the teacher that it's yes, why can't I fight?"

Xia Zhi pursed his lips and curled up on the ground, like a wild cat shivering in the rain in winter.

For a child who just suffered from heatstroke, whether he didn't want to talk or didn't have the energy to talk, Tong Yao didn't plan to ask any more questions for the time being.

The school takes heatstroke among students very seriously.

The grade leader came specifically to ask the reason, whether the student was weak or had trained too much... Tong Yao explained that the temperature was too high, the training volume was indeed large, and the child was also working part-time and had no lunch break.

The grade leader thought for a while and said:

"Then why don't you just work and study for the time being?"

Xia Zhi trembled and almost tried to get up.

"No," Tong Yao was surprised, "I think... it would be better to reduce the amount of training for this child? Or let her do clerical work with those students who are on sick leave."

"Well," the team leader thought for a moment, "That's fine, but we don't need people to write reports now, we need people to take pictures. Do you have a camera?"

The latter sentence was asked to Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi's eyes were dim. How could she have a camera?

"I have one. I'll lend it to her."

Tong Yao interjected.

"Okay." The team leader agreed, "Submit the application later."

Xia Zhi was stunned for a while and watched the team leader go away. She didn't expect that a heat stroke would change her entire military training.

No, it's not just heatstroke, it's also Teacher Tong.

She tried to sit up, moved her head, and heard a noise from below. She realized that she was resting her head on a lady's bag. The bag was quite shiny, and the girls said it was very expensive. It was... Gucci, but now it was covered in dust on the ground.

When she thought about the tens of thousands of dollars she was relying on, she immediately got up, still feeling scared.

"Don't lie down for a while?" Tong Yao was surprised. Seeing Xia Zhi shaking his head, she didn't force her to rest. "I have a camera at home. I'll give it to you to try tonight. You'll be responsible for taking pictures tomorrow."

Xia Zhi lowered her head, her hair hanging down beside her cheeks, and said softly:

"Thank you, teacher."

Tong Yao smiled and said, "It's okay."

The training for the rest of the afternoon was not strict, and the instructors began to turn a blind eye to some lazy movements.

The team disbanded at dinner time.

On the way back, Tong Yao suddenly thought, what would I do if I were my old self?

He would probably let Xia Zhi, who had suffered from heat stroke, sleep on his lap and give his work badge to Xia Zhi like he was giving it to some little gangster. He didn't know how to keep a distance before, and ended up getting himself into trouble.

But now, those have become the exclusive enjoyment of that little gangster.

Chapter 151: Sleeping Check

Tong Yao brought a camera from home during her evening study.

To be precise, it was not evening self-study, but evening practice. Students who were tired after a day did not get any time to rest at night, but were called out by the instructor to march in step. Fortunately, there was no scorching sun at night, and the instructors were not as strict as during the day, so there were fewer complaints.

However, some people were not so happy to see Xia Zhi resting on the side - even though the reduction in training volume was due to Xia Zhi's heatstroke.

"It's very simple to use. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to adjust the focus," Tong Yao was introducing how to use the camera to Xia Zhi. "Just take clear pictures."

"Hmm..." Xia Zhi carefully took it with both hands. The camera was very heavy, and it was a great pressure to hang it around her neck. It was the first time she held such a delicate and valuable thing, and it felt heavy, as if it was not just the weight of the camera.

"Okay, let's go take pictures. Take a few pictures for each class." Tong Yao curled her lips, and then went to watch her class's training.

Night is a good time to fish in troubled waters. No matter how sharp the instructor's eyes are, those lazy little tricks will give way.

At ten o'clock, we dispersed and returned to the dormitory.

Tong Yao stood on the playground, facing a huge problem.

Check the dormitory.

First-rate schools focus on academics, second-rate schools focus on discipline, and third-rate schools... focus on hygiene.