Before eleven thirty in the morning, the opening ceremony was declared over.

And this also means that the half-month military training has come to a successful end.

Wait a minute, it's not Consummated yet, because...we are still short of a group photo.

Taking a group photo with nostalgia for this kind of thing should have been done by the school photography club, but as we all know, our school photography club really can't handle this big job.

There are a total of seven people in the photography club, three in the gymnasium, two in the dormitory to write novels or supplements, and one may be in the library or read in the dormitory. Either way.

Therefore, the work of taking group photos was entrusted by the student union to the C club, which has the same qualifications as the photography club.

In a place like C, it is well known that there are many high-quality girls. The one who took pictures of our class is a beautiful girl with long legs that is not inferior to that of a two-dimensional girl.

But it's a pity that she doesn't have the natural temperament of Qin Mengmeng, and... the "chest" device that most people of the same **** are daunting.

When taking the photo, Tang Wenxin invited the second lieutenant and platoon commander as well. The instructor who actually trained us happily agreed to take a photo with us.

Su Xiaomi stood at the front, and called some of the shorter male students to the front to sit on the ground, followed by the female students in the second and third rows, and the tallest male students in the last row.

I belong to the far left standing in the last row, Liu Xiang is next to me, Shen Liuli is in front of me, Xia Xiaoman is standing in front of Shen Liuli, and An Xin is to her right.

An Xin was not from our class, but in the end she was pulled in by Su Xiaomi, and no one expressed dissatisfaction.

"Are you all ready!"

The girl from C agency stood on the camera and gestured to us whether it was OK.

"Pork fat or not!" a male classmate suddenly shouted.

"Fat--"

I saw a flash of white light from the camera on the stand, and our appearance stayed in that moment forever.

The group photo is completed, and it can be said that the military training has ended successfully.

Now that the military training is over, it is time for the instructors to return to the team.

The style of the soldiers is always so resolute and resolute. When the students in the gym dispersed one after another, the military vehicles that picked up the instructors also quietly drove into the school.

The class prepared gifts for Su Xiaomi and the second lieutenant platoon commander, two notebooks with messages written on them.

Like the previous song, Xia Xiaoman and An Xin knew nothing about it.

No... It's actually not the same as last time, because this time, there is one more Shenliuli who doesn't know anything about this collective incident.

But this is not important, at least for me, it is not important. Psychologically speaking, our social circle is extremely limited, and a person's energy can only maintain a circle of 150 people at most.

A social circle of 150 people is terrible for me, and I don't even bother to maintain a social circle of 15 people.

I still remember the faint moonlight that year. On the roof of the teaching building, three teenagers who didn't want to study bought a piece of beer and held a guitar.

Alcohol has never been my strong suit, and it was the first time I drank, and before I finished two cans, I lay on the floor on the roof of the teaching building.

Liu Xinyue's family owns a restaurant, so it goes without saying that he can drink a piece of wine by himself.

Wu Lingfeng is a person with both civil and military skills. He likes fitness and writing poetry and lyrics. Later, when I asked him why he didn't choose liberal arts in the third year of high school, his answer left me speechless.

He said, since I already know that my liberal arts are so good, what's the point of studying liberal arts? People of my generation have a temperament, and we should rise to the challenge and challenge ourselves.

I know what he said is pure nonsense, and I can probably guess the reason. It is nothing more than that Liu Xinyue and I both chose science, that's all.

He was also a little drunk that night. I probably remember that he uncontrollably released a self: using the guitar as a bass, and howling on the roof of the school building all night.

It was like this in my memory, but in fact... I was already drunk at the time, and I only found out when the grade director came to talk to us the next day.

Quite embarrassing, that was the first time I was invited as a parent, but even more embarrassing is that my mother didn't come, and it was my sister who attended as my parent.

She is a star student in the eyes of all teachers and classmates. She is beautiful and has good grades. She also respects teachers and treats others with humility and courtesy.

My mother and I were the only ones who knew the truth, but we didn't dare to pick up her mother-in-law in front of others. After all, if we did this, we would be "lost face" in the end.

For more than ten years, although I have known a lot of people, the only two people I can call my best friends and brothers are these two people. It can be seen how narrow my social circle is.

Even in such a small social circle, it still makes me a little powerless, because my sister, 80% of my energy has to be spent on her.

My sister and I have been inseparable since childhood.

Before the age of ten, even taking a bath, we all sat in the same bathtub. Later, when she went to middle school, my mother took her biology textbook and explained to her righteously that boys and girls grow up , after she couldn't take a bath together, she stopped begging to take a bath with me.

However, her love for me, or it can be said to be attachment, has not decreased at all, and even increased with time.

Going to school together, eating together, leaving school together, living in school together, and then going home together on weekends... She had as few friends as me at that time, even fewer than me, at least I had Liu Xinyue and Wu Lingfeng.

I remember in my third year of high school, my mother thought that the food in the school cafeteria was not nutritious, so she let my sister go to study, but she cried and made a noise and asked my mother to turn me into a day student.

When she was in the third year of high school, it almost made me feel like I was in the third year of high school. I usually had one more night of self-study than us, so I had to wait for her in the corridor outside their classroom, rain or shine.

There are self-study classes on weekends and Saturdays, and I was dragged by her into the teaching room and sat at a table with her to study for self-study.

At that time, the whole classmates and teachers in the third grade of high school knew me, and they all knew that Shen Yan had a younger brother who loved to study and was attached to his sister.

In fact, the reality is that Shen Le has an older sister who likes to act coquettishly and stick to her younger brother.

Such days are not bitter, not only not bitter, but also very sweet. I go to school with my sister, study together, leave school together, and go home together again.

My sister has been beautiful since she was a child.

I remember that the first time she received a love letter was in the winter of her second year of junior high school and my first year of junior high school.

At that time, my sister had already started to develop, her small **** were slightly bulging, and she looked tall and cute even in school uniform.

After school that day, she pulled me back home excitedly, and then we hid under the covers, flashing a torch, and took apart the love letter and read it together.

I clearly remember that when she asked me if she was beautiful, I said something very ordinary against my will.

The next day, my sister followed the love letter and wrote one to me, and then clamored for me to reply to her.

The love letter she gave me is still in the drawer of my room at home. It is estimated that the love letter I wrote to her should also be well locked by her.