2B or not 2B?

This is not a problem, at least Ma Liang knows very well that his roommates are all 2B better than the other.

In fact, it’s normal. If I weren’t 2B, wouldn’t I still be called a young person?

"I'm telling you, this is a trick my brother taught me. Most people don't tell him." Yang Bo opened a pack of sanitary napkins and planned to stuff them into his shoes.

He secretly bought this from the Education Supermarket while it was dark, and it was also a thickened type.

Sanitary napkins are indeed an artifact of military training. They are suitable for both men and women. They are comfortable to wear in shoes and absorb sweat.

I don’t know which hero was the first to invent this initiative, and it soon became popular across the country.

Although it is too shameful, many boys secretly use it in order to relieve the pain of military training.

Factory manager Chu Jian had a look of disdain on his face. He looked at Yang Bo, the best person in the dormitory, and said with disdain: "Is it so exaggerated?"

"How about I give you two? You will know later how useful they are." Yang Bo replied proudly.

Chu Jian quickly shook his head: "I don't need it, it's so shameful."

"They don't want me. I don't even know how to enjoy it if I'm lucky." But Liu Feiyu was very excited and took two sanitary napkins from Yang Bo.

Perhaps because he comes from the furnace city of Yangcheng, he has also heard the legend of military training artifacts.

But Ma Liang disagrees. On the one hand, as a left-behind child since childhood, the hardship of military training is nothing.

On the other hand, it’s because he knows that Huazheng’s military training is relatively not difficult.

So I couldn't help but complain: "It's already September now, and the weather in the East China Sea isn't that hot anymore. There's no need for this thing at all."

"You're prepared, do you want two?" Yang Bo was very proud.

Ma Liang lay down directly, too lazy to talk to 2B.

Just as he lay down, he sneezed twice in a row. I wonder who was missing him. Could it be that someone was scolding him?

Early the next morning, military training officially began.

Huazheng's military training, except that the time is a little later, is similar to other universities.

It is nothing more than teaching method training, standing at attention, standing astride, taking a rest, plus basic formation, stop and turn method, step in step, goose step, standing still, etc.

The instructors are also very humane. When they get tired from practicing, they will stop to take a break and practice singing.

After all, it is not a military academy, and students will not be drilled to death, so Ma Liang feels that there is no need for any military training artifact.

Although the weather has not turned cold yet, it is much cooler than those colleges and universities that arrange military training in July and August.

At 8:30 in the evening, after military training and another hour or two of national defense and entrance education, Ma Liang and the others returned to the dormitory.

Although the military training project is not too tiring, it is quite tiring to get up from 6 a.m. and work till now. The four of us are as tired as dogs.

After all, it was the first day, and everyone was still not used to this rhythm. Except for Ma Liang, the three second-rate roommates didn’t even have the energy to take a shower.

Fortunately, the dormitory has air conditioning, and it becomes much cooler after being turned on for a while.

Ma Liang ignored them, took the basin and clothes and rushed to the bathroom on the first floor to take a shower.

If you don’t rush here now, you can just wait in line later.

After taking a shower, I felt refreshed and my fatigue had dissipated a lot. As soon as I walked back to the dormitory, I saw my roommates lying on the bed together, their shoes kicked aside.

Especially this guy Yang Bo went too far. He took out the sanitary napkin and threw it everywhere.

Even though Ma Liang was born in a rural area, he actually had a bit of a mysophobia. He couldn't help but scolded: "Yang Bo, sister, please don't throw it away. Get up and throw that artifact of yours into the trash can.

Your feet are really smelly, please put your smelly shoes on the balcony."

It's normal for boys' feet to smell bad, but it's abnormal for them to smell like Yang Bo's. The smell fills the whole room and is really annoying to the eyes.

"Why do you have smelly feet, sir?" Yang Bo became unhappy and remained motionless as if he was dead.

Ma Liang was very angry when he saw it. He directly opened the balcony door to ventilate, then used a broom to sweep the sanitary napkin into the trash can outside, and kicked his smelly shoes onto the balcony.

Then the fan was turned on to the maximum and blew into the room. It took a while for the smell to dissipate.

"Who the hell are you with? Why are you kicking my shoes?" Yang Bo was unhappy and immediately yelled at Ma Liang.

Ma Liang was too lazy to meet him. Once the balcony door was closed, the smell of shoes was completely blocked out.

He didn't pay any attention to Yang Bo who was still chattering there. After all, he had experienced this in his previous life, so there was no need to argue with this little brat.

He knew that in the next few days, Yang Bo would be like this and wouldn't listen to anything he said.

If it weren't for Ma Liangjia's magnanimity, the two of them had a fight over this matter in their previous life. If Chu Jian and Liu Feiyu hadn't pulled it off quickly, they would have almost escaped bleeding.

But everyone was very angry, and no one sued the teacher, they just couldn't deal with each other.

It wasn't until a few months later that Chu Jian set up a table of food and the two of them drank wine at the wine table for a while that they finally solved the problem.

None of the young people have a temper, everyone is open-minded, and they can be regarded as strangers without fighting.

Only then did the atmosphere in the back dormitory get better. They had been getting along well all four years of college, so now Ma Liang was too lazy to argue with Yang Bo, a bastard.

Military training goes by like this day by day, and most of the time it is boring.

At least in Ma Liang's impression, there is nothing worth remembering. More than ten years later, he can't remember anything interesting.

Even the military song competition, which many people think is interesting, Ma Liang finds it very boring.

Perhaps because of his family of origin and his upbringing, his interests are different from those of ordinary people.

This was the case in his last life, and he felt even more boring in this life.

Now he just wants to end his military training as soon as possible so that he can find a part-time job to make money and live a good life.

I don’t know what the situation is like with Senior Sister Jiang, but there has been no news.

When the military training is over, go directly to her and ask, otherwise you will have to find a part-time job outside the school.

On September 16, we finally reached the final stage of military training.

The vigorous parade performance ended and the opening ceremony was successfully held. Under the principal's passionate welcome speech and blessing speech, the students officially became students of Huazheng from this moment on.

We will spend the next four years here, studying and living together, letting our youth flow freely, which is really a dream for many people.

Even the three 2B roommates couldn’t hide the excitement in their eyes.

After a simple lunch, the whole team bid farewell to the instructors together in the afternoon, marking the successful conclusion of the first lesson of military training at the university.

The students were all like prisoners in a prison letting loose, going completely crazy.

After wandering outside for a while and having a good meal, the four of them returned to the dormitory and lay down on the bed.

Ma Liang was still in his old habit, so he lay down for two minutes and immediately got up and went downstairs to take a shower.

When he came back from taking a shower, he saw that this boy Yang Bo was still stubborn, his shoes were flying around, and his military training artifacts were thrown on the ground.

This happens every two days, and Ma Liang is always there to deal with the aftermath.

While he was cleaning up, he cursed angrily: "Yang Bo, can you please show off your face? You won't listen to what you said, right?"

"Who the hell are you? I've been used to you, and I don't even know my last name anymore.

You keep beeping every day, and if you believe it or not, I will slap you." Yang Bo was also annoyed by the comments, and now his temper got worse. He stood up and wanted to fight with Ma Liang.

This situation is almost exactly the same as in the previous life, except that it was two days earlier.

Ma Liang doesn't want to fight with him again in this life, just like a little kid playing house.

First of all, it is unnecessary. After all, the two of them became brothers in their previous life. Secondly, as a reborn boss, it would be too shameful to fight every now and then.

You need to use your brain more, isn't it easy to deal with this guy?

Ma Liang replied wiltedly: "Haha, don't you know my surname is Ma? Why do you look down on our old Ma family?"

"I really look down on you, what do you think? Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai is like a girl, she is capable of fucking me." Yang Bo seemed to be shouting like a man, as if the louder the voice, the more disgusting he is.
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Ma Liang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Sure, just wait for me..."

"Tch, whatever tricks you have, feel free to use them, I'm afraid of you!" Yang Bo said harsh words, but his body was still honest and he sat down again.

I'm a college student, and I'm not a gangster on the street. It's best if I don't fight.

If there is a big problem and he is ordered to drop out of school, he will really be a 2B.

Ma Liang wanted to think carefully and find a trick to subdue this guy Yang Bo, but his old second-hand Nokia actually started to ring.
Chapter completed!