"Yes." Mu Qinglan responded in a low voice, blushing and lying on the grass in the shade of the trees.
Zhao Yang didn't hold anything back and directly stretched out his hand to massage Mu Qinglan's calf. He was open-minded and had nothing to be embarrassed about.
Zhao Yang's massage techniques were very sophisticated, much more skillful than those of the old masters. In just a moment, Mu Qinglan felt that her whole body gradually relaxed, and the fatigue in her body gradually disappeared.
Zhao Yang simply pressed on Mu Qinglan's legs, arms and back for a while, and stopped after about ten minutes.
"Okay, Qinglan. Get up."
"Well. Zhao Yang, thank you! I feel much better now." Mu Qinglan sat up and thanked Zhao Yang with a smile. Her energy was obviously much better than before, and all the fatigue in her body had been wiped away.
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"Haha, you're welcome. Remember to go to bed early tonight to ensure that you won't feel any discomfort tomorrow morning." Zhao Yang said with a smile. Unfortunately, his cultivation is still in the foundation building stage, and his inner energy has not yet turned into true energy. Otherwise, he would
Integrating Qi into massage techniques will have a much better effect.
"Yeah! Got it." Mu Qinglan responded sweetly.
In the next few days, all the students majoring in 'Business Administration' truly experienced the harshness of the 'Black-faced Evil God'. During the military training, they were completely merciless and made these students complain incessantly.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky, and many students were carrying out military training on the playground, all sweaty.
"Stand at attention! Take a break, rest for fifteen minutes now, dismiss!"
The sound of 'dismissal' from the 'Black-faced Evil God' was like a 'sound of nature' to the ears of the 'Business Administration' students. Everyone cheered and rushed to the grassy area next to the tree shade, where they each found a place to play.
The kettle under the shade of the tree was filled with water.
"Qinglan, what's wrong with you? You don't look good." Zhao Yang walked to Mu Qinglan and sat down, looking at Mu Qinglan's slightly pale face and asked with concern.
"Zhao Yang, I'm fine. Don't worry." Mu Qinglan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
Seeing what Mu Qinglan said, Zhao Yang immediately straightened his face and said, "Qinglan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I'll take you to the infirmary to have a look."
"Zhao Yang, I'm really fine. It's just that I'm here. That's why I feel a little uncomfortable. It doesn't matter." Seeing Zhao Yang caring about her so much, Mu Qinglan felt sweet in her heart. Although she was a little shy, she still
He tactfully pointed out the reason for his discomfort.
Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment before he realized what 'that' Mu Qinglan was referring to. He couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded.
"Qing Lan, do you have dysmenorrhea? I think if it doesn't work, ask the instructor for a leave."
Mu Qinglan nodded lightly and whispered: "Yes. It hurts a little. But it doesn't matter. It will pass if you grit your teeth."
Looking at Mu Qinglan's stubborn little face, Zhao Yang shook his head slightly and said, "Okay, but if you really feel uncomfortable, don't hold on. Ask for leave when you should."
"Yes. Don't worry, I will pay attention!" Mu Qinglan smiled at Zhao Yang. The feeling of being cared about made her whole heart warm, and her physical discomfort seemed to be relieved a lot.
The break of ten minutes passed quickly. With Wei Wu's "Gather", all the students stood up from the shade of the tree obediently, and quickly walked to the playground to line up and assemble.
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"Stand at attention! Take a break! Let's start the goose training now." Wei Wu said with an expressionless expression on his black face.
"Stand at attention, turn back! Goose-step!"
At Wei Wu's order, all the students shouted "one, two, one" and stepped forward in goose-step, raising a burst of flying dust on the hot playground.
Wei Wu followed the team, his eyes constantly scanning the rows of queues to see who was not following the chants and making the wrong steps.
After a while, Wei Wu shouted "Stand still!", and all the students stood still with a "pop" sound.
At this time, Wei Wu suddenly pointed at several people in the team and shouted: "You, you, you, all of you, come out for me!"
The people who were called walked out of the queue one after another and stood at the front of the queue. Among those people, Mu Qinglan was prominently in the queue.
"What kind of steps did you guys just walk? Not to mention the posture is not standard, and even the rhythm is a mess! The originally good team was completely messed up because of you few rat shit. Now you guys are alone here.
Keep walking until you get my posture and rhythm right!"
Wei Wu scolded him with a cold face.
Mu Qinglan and the others who were called out by him all lowered their heads, and then under Wei Wu's call of "one two one", they continued to practice walking in front of everyone in the profession.
"Didn't you all eat? You walked so sluggishly and weakly! You are such a bear, it really embarrasses the 'military uniform' you are wearing. I feel ashamed for you!"
Wei Wu sarcastically mocked without mercy.
Being scolded so harshly by Wei Wu in front of everyone, Mu Qinglan and others all felt embarrassed. Several girls among them, including Mu Qinglan, couldn't help but have slightly red eyes. However, they all bit hard.
Hold your teeth and practice hard.
Zhao Yang watched Mu Qinglan biting his lip in the queue with a stubborn look on his face, and suddenly felt a little unbearable. He knew that Mu Qinglan was not feeling well, and now that he was being trained so hard, he was really worried about Mu Qinglan's physical condition.
Can't stand it.
"Stop! You, come out!"
At this time, Wei Wu spoke again, pointed at Mu Qinglan among the few people and shouted coldly.
Snapped!
Mu Qinglan immediately took a step forward and walked out of the queue.
"Do you know why I sent you out alone?" Wei Wu said with a cold face.
"Report, I don't know!" Mu Qinglan replied in a clear voice.
"Don't know? Okay, then you can continue to practice for me alone until you figure it out yourself." After Wei Wu finished speaking, he immediately shouted: "Stand at attention, walk in step, one two one, one two one..."
Mu Qinglan already understood that she must have failed to walk well just now. Now she was called out by the instructor to practice alone. She felt a sense of grievance in her heart. Tears were faintly shining in her red eyes, but she forced herself to
Endure it, force yourself to train seriously, and follow the instructor's slogans step by step and work hard to goose-step.
But before he had taken a few steps, Wei Wu's cold voice came again: "Don't you know the difference between left and right? When you step, your hands and feet come out on the same side. Also, are you walking forward or standing still?
If you raise your feet a little higher and take a bigger step, can you die? I've never seen such a waste like you..."
Mu Qinglan was already unwell and was in a very sensitive stage. She was scolded and scolded one after another, and now she was scolded alone. She could no longer hold back the grievances in her heart, and her red eyes filled with tears.
