"I heard that only in those high schools in Yanzhou City, students have the opportunity to go to the base for exercises. Our Taoshi City is also so fashionable. Do you want to learn this from others?"
Mu Qingyun listened to Wang Mengmeng's chatter, and suddenly felt a little hungry. He took out two beef jerky and chewed them.
Before getting up early and going out, she actually ate two kilograms of ribs, three kilograms of beef, three bowls of soup, and half a bowl of steamed buns and hanaki.
If I keep eating like this, I'm afraid I'll go bankrupt.
Mu Qingyun sighed, stretched out his hand and pulled Jia Junhao: "I'm hungry, let's continue the story from last night."
Find something to divert your attention to avoid heartburn from hunger.
Last night, after Mu Qingyun and the others finished eating, bathed and changed clothes, they sat in the pavilion admiring the moon, drinking tea and chatting.
I originally wanted to talk about the plot of the short script, but Mr. Qiao and Teacher Xiao Fang didn't take it seriously at all, so they just chatted and went off topic.
Later, when Jia Junhao came out after training, Mu Qingyun was even more embarrassed to speak, so he stopped thinking about it.
There is so much elegance in admiring the moon and sipping tea. It’s a beautiful night, so why ruin the scenery?
Unfortunately, it was Teacher Xiao Fang who did this elegant thing while admiring the moon and sipping tea. Mu Qingyun was forced to endorse and practice calligraphy.
Jia Junhao also wanted to tell her a story, saying that it was to cultivate her ability to remain quiet in the midst of turmoil.
Mu Qingyun: "Is it useful?"
Apart from anything else, what's the use of practicing calligraphy?
"Sometimes it works."
That will do.
Jia Junhao told him the story of Teacher Xiaofang and Mr. Qiao.
It is said that Lou Fang's biggest hobby is not writing books, but acting.
Jia Junhao met Lou Fang for the first time. Lou Fang was a Doctors Without Borders who was not afraid of hardships.
At that time, in the plateau continent, a war-torn place, Jia Junhao went to kill people.
As a result, he met Lou Fang, a weak scholar who tried his best to save people under the shells like splashing ink.
"Seeing him on the line between life and death countless times, I still thought at that time that it was strange for a family like the Lou family, which was full of thorns and everyone had a hundred selfish thoughts, to somehow raise a person like Lou Fang."
"Later I found out that at that time he was just playing the role of a benevolent doctor who wanted to help the world and save people."
"When other actors enter a play, it's all fake no matter what. This guy's play is really risking his life. The play is not over. He is just that kind of doctor. Even if he dies, he will not get out on his own."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
She had never seen Teacher Xiao Fang in the play.
However, she also felt that Teacher Xiaofang was the kind of person who would not hesitate to die when necessary.
The school bus finally stopped.
"Oh My God!"
As soon as Wang Mengmeng got out of the car, she took several steps back and hid behind Mu Qingyun shivering.
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Broken walls and ruins, everywhere is desolate.
If the poet were here, he would not be able to compose a moving poem.
If a painter were here, he would not be able to paint an immortal masterpiece.
But now they are a group of students standing here with blank eyes and dripping with cold sweat.
The so-called base looked dilapidated at first glance. The house was leaking, the windows were incomplete, glass fell all over the floor, the ground was overgrown with thorns, and layers of moss spread over it.
The roof was covered with spider webs and there were countless dead branches and leaves.
Not to mention the girls, even the group of male classmates turned pale when they saw such an environment.
The teachers called several boys in their classes to get rags, water pipes, basins, brooms, and mops. They piled the equipment in front of the students and said with a smile: "The boys' dormitory is to the east, and the girls' dormitory is to the west." , now the squad leader and team leaders come to me to get their number plates and allocate dormitories."
"Your task today is to build a safe house for yourself. You have all gone to junior high school. You memorize the safety rules every day. You can't just talk about it all the time, but you must also know what a safe house should look like."
Everyone: "..."
Just when all the students were about to explode, several more school buses arrived one after another.
It's from No. 1 Middle School.
As soon as the school bus stopped, many students were seen voluntarily getting off the bus and lining up, each with their chests raised and their heads raised, as if they were looking at a luxurious palace instead of dilapidated houses overgrown with withered grass.
In an instant, all the students in No. 13 Middle School silenced themselves and refused to utter a single complaint.
Jia Junhao yawned and whispered: "Now are students divided into three, six, and nine grades?"
Mu Qingyun smiled: "It sounds like you are very old and out of date."
When she faced good students from good schools before, she didn't realize she felt a little inferior.
It seems that students of this age are particularly sensitive to many things. What adults think is no big deal is a big deal in their eyes.
The students from No. 13 Middle School have little confidence in front of the students from No. 1 Middle School, and they are very ordinary.
Jia Junhao seemed to be very interested in the scene before him and found it novel.
He did not receive a normal school education when he was a child. It was because of work needs that he received a double degree in mathematics and law from Yanzhou University.
But he has no idea about high school life.
When he accepts a mission, it is impossible for him to accept a job involving these children.
Soon, the students in the class were divided into dormitories according to groups, as well as various cleaning tools. They lined up and started walking to their dormitories. The direction Jia Junhao went to the teacher's dormitory was not the same as them.
Mu Qingyun said quickly: "Don't install traps, don't set traps."
Jia Junhao: "..."
Mu Qingyun ignored him and quickly met up with his roommate. Wang Mengmeng shared a room with her.
There are two roommates I don’t know very well.
One is Fang Mo, who is tall and slender, and dressed very exquisitely. Her family conditions are not bad, but her personality is a little cold and she doesn't talk much. But she looks like she can carry the cloth very well, so it shouldn't be difficult to get along with her.
The other one, Zhou Yuan, is a bit inconspicuous, with a round body, a few pimples on his face, a shy personality, laughs whenever he sees people, and doesn't like to talk much.
As soon as Wang Mengmeng looked at them, she whispered to Mu Qingyun: "Fortunately, they all seem to be getting along well."
"The dormitory we are sleeping in is obviously a haunted house, right? The dormitory where my sister lived thirty years ago was a hundred times better than this one."
Mu Qingyun and the others were introducing themselves when miserable screams came from outside.
Wang Mengmeng looked around and felt helpless. This dormitory was completely designed to imitate the shelters during the great disaster. It was a semi-underground structure and wrapped in iron sheets.
There was a thick layer of dust on the ground, almost covering the tops of my feet.
There were bows, arrows, daggers hanging on the walls, and medical kits on the iron shelves, some of which I didn't recognize at all.
There were all kinds of messy pieces of wood, iron pillars, and other debris piled up in the corner, and I didn't know what they were.
After looking around, Wang Mengmeng murmured: "Shall we hire a cleaner?"
Everyone: "..."
The four people looked at each other.
Mu Qingyun turned his apron inside out, and everyone put on their aprons, hats and gloves together.
First, sweep down the thick dust and cobwebs from the corners of the roof, and then wipe the surface of the bed and cabinets.
He pulled out a tarp to cover the bedding, simply connected a hose to the water pipe, and rinsed it directly.
[Twenty minutes of sweeping the floor will increase physical strength by 0.03, and thirty minutes of mopping the floor will increase physical strength by 0.01...]
Various prompts kept flashing on the system panel, and Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing.
After tidying up for more than an hour, Wang Mengmeng breathed out. She was panting and exhausted. She looked up at Mu Qingyun. He was humming a little tune. There was no trace of exhaustion on his face, only excitement.
Wang Mengmeng: "Ah Qing, you are still awesome."
Mu Qingyun polished the whole house until it sparkled, and found that except for a few shelves in the windows and corners, the house was empty.
Wang Mengmeng was also worried: "There's not even a table or chairs?"
Mu Qingyun thought for a while, then turned out the messy things in the corner and arranged them. The more he looked at them, the more familiar they looked. After a while, he suddenly realized that he quickly put the messy pile of wood into categories and started to clean it up.
Not long after, a square table large enough for four or five people appeared in front of them.
Mu Qingyun dug out some tools from the debris and polished them a little, then applied a layer of oil. The entire table looked smooth and smooth, with oily tentacles. The light from the skylight had a hint of gold.
【Carpentry+0.001+0.001……】
This table is made of mortise and tenon structure. Mu Qingyun has only read about the relevant techniques in ancient books and has never practiced it. He can only follow it slowly and little by little. After completing it, he directly activates another skill. It is extremely satisfying. .
I simply cleaned all these debris in one go, arranged them neatly, and looked at them carefully. Not a single thing was useless.
There is a table and chairs, and four boxes are put together, which are just right for storing clothes, shoes and hats.
Wang Mengmeng, Fang Mo, and Zhou Yuan: "Ah Qing, you are simply a living god!"
"With the help of gods, can we go to bed early?"
Zhou Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and whispered.
She got up early and took a car ride that day. She was still a little motion sick. After getting off the car and arriving at such a scary haunted house, she was really exhausted.
Mu Qingyun laughed, looked at the pile of debris left on the ground, and pondered for a moment: "That's not right."
Wang Mengmeng: "?"
Mu Qingyun thoughtfully walked around the debris and was speechless: "It is truly a shelter worthy of the name."
The teacher said from the beginning that what they were asked to build was a safe house.
These are clearly all kinds of traps used by humans to resist alien invasion during the previous great catastrophe.
Mu Qingyun looked at the time and said with a smile: "It should be fine now, Mengmeng. You guys go and wash up first, and I will finish the remaining work."
Wang Mengmeng was not polite, and quickly pulled Fang Mo on the left and Zhou Yuan on the right, and took the toiletries out of the door.
There is only one large public bathroom on the east side of the entire girls' dormitory building. Bathing and washing are all in this one place.
It has been raining for the past two days, and the humidity and cold are very heavy. The insulation effect of the dormitory building is pretty good. However, Wang Mengmeng and a group of little girls are usually pampered at home. When the wind blows, they all shiver. You fight for me to wash up quickly. I quickly ran back to the dormitory, got under the quilt, and fell asleep instantly.
Night falls.
Outside the dormitory building, a dozen drill instructors and a few teachers were standing on a deserted hillside wearing thick jackets.
Instructor Li looked at the time: "It's almost time."
Before he finished speaking, the dormitory building suddenly became noisy and filled with smoke, as if there were various sound and light special effects that only appear in movies.
Light flickered in the shadows, as if something alien was about to move.
Immediately, countless students cried and howled.
A secret smile appeared on the instructor's face.
Several teachers looked at each other and said with a wry smile: "Is this the first day?"
"We students are all delicate children. If they are really hurt, the parents will tear us teachers to pieces."
Instructor Li's face was cold: "Then wait for them to tear it apart."
The entire dormitory building was shaken.
Wang Mengmeng sat up from the bed in a daze, her face full of confusion: "Ah?"
There was a lot of commotion next door, and many students were shouting for unknown reasons.
Fang Mo and Zhou Yuan were also woken up and looked at the time, which was two thirty in the morning.
Mu Qingyun yawned and turned over: "Didn't I ask you to wear eye masks and earplugs before going to sleep? Didn't you wear them?"
Wang Mengmeng reached out to touch the earplugs on the bedside: "It's not that I'm not used to it."
Seeing that Wang Mengmeng really put on the earplugs, Fang Mo buried her head under the quilt and squirmed a little, seeming to be ready to sleep again.
"..."
Zhou Yuan looked left and right, feeling at a loss.
Mu Qingyun smiled: "The teacher told us to build a shelter, so there must be activities in the middle of the night."
"Yesterday, when Teacher Zhang mentioned the precautions, he mentioned that morning training is required, which consumes a lot of energy. If you don't get a good rest at night, your final results will definitely be poor."
"The results of our exercise are quite important. Although the college entrance examination scores are the first reference for admission to various universities, if the scores in the exercise are too low, at least we will not be able to get into the top schools."
Not only the Kingdom of Light, but also the entire Sky Blue Continent, the top universities in all countries have certain requirements for exercise scores.
While they were talking, Fang Mo and Zhou Yuan heard a bang outside the door, and then someone groaned and someone fell.
Mu Qingyun heard it more clearly than them. She only heard a whooshing sound, and the quiver she placed on the door was obviously touched.
The quiver was assembled from fragments she found in the trash. It contained retractable arrows, which would not hurt anyone, but would leave traces on them that could not be washed away in half a month.
I don’t know which unlucky guy got caught.
Well, she has installed seven kinds of mechanisms in total. I wonder how many times she will be triggered in the end?
Forty minutes later.
A group of patrol members led patrol dogs from several dormitories in all directions.
Instructor Li looked at his watch and nodded: "Report the number."
"There were supposed to be 49 people, but actually... 38 people??"
Several instructors were stunned for a moment.
Instructor Li was also a little confused: "Call me and call me back quickly."
Although the standards for this exercise were set quite high, and the higher-ups specifically requested that perfunctory things not be allowed to happen, they were just a group of high school kids after all, and no matter how high the standards were, they couldn't really break the children's spirits.
It would be enough for their people to play for forty minutes and let the children see it.
Instructor Li was about to send someone to take a look when he saw a group of team members shuffling out of the dormitory building.
Everyone was unkempt, some of their clothes were torn, and they were dressed in a mess like beggars.
"Fucked, damn it!"
The last team member who came out covered his face and groaned.
Instructor Li: "Pfft, cough."
The other instructors also laughed and quickly comforted them: "It's just an appetizer tonight, let's play slowly later."
