"Friends, the little girl is 23 years old. When she just graduated from college, my dad forced her to go out for a blind date. She found a matchmaking agency for me and introduced several partners. She didn't know how she was... Alas, here you can use music to remind me that you are ready."

"Okay, just use "Two Butterflies". After I change my clothes, I will broadcast "Two Butterflies".

In the rental house, Jiang Yu and Jia Lin were talking to each other.

In this script written by Jiang Yu, Jia Lin is easier to act because according to crosstalk, she is the supporting actor, just sit on the blind date, and the laughter mainly lies with boys.

Jia Lin had sex with her four times, and Jiang Yu was about to play four roles one by one.

In order to distinguish the characters, they need to change their clothes. In the gap between them, Jia Lin had to hold on alone. After Jiang Yu changed his clothes, the next blind date would begin.

The two of them rehearsed for a while and felt that the problem was not big.

They usually have a tacit understanding and just act according to the script.

"This is for you," Jia Lin stuffed a black plastic bag to Jiang Yu.

"What?" Jiang Yu opened it and saw a stack of aunt's scarves, "Why are you giving me this?"

"I'll give you some money, so I won't get worn out during military training."

Jiang Yu:...

This female hooligan.

"Okay, it's for you to use as insoles." Jia Lin smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth.

The soles of the shoes for military training are very hard, and your feet will hurt even if you stand in a military posture for a day.

Applying an aunt's towel on the sole will make you feel much more comfortable.

Jiang Yu returned to the dormitory speechlessly with a bag of aunt's scarf.

"Come back early in the future, close the door at 11 o'clock in the evening, and turn off the lights at 11:30," Mr. Qin, the concierge of the boys' dormitory, was ready to close the door.

"Okay, uncle," Jiang Yu rushed upstairs.

"Jiang Yu, look at this," Xiao Bing carried a pink bag to show him with a mysterious look on his face.

"Auntie's scarf?"

"Yes, hey, how did you think this is used?" He tore apart a piece and stuck it to the sole of the shoe. "It's so sticky, won't it hurt when it tear it?"

Jiang Yu looked at him like a fool, "This one is stuck on his pants."

"Ah, is that?" Xiao Bing looked confused.

Jiang Yu shook his head.

Adolescent boys are curious about everything about the opposite sex, both shy and restless.

He came here like this back then.

Zhang Wei said again: "I heard that every girl should have a lipstick as a gift when she is eighteen years old. Do you know what a gift for boys is?"

Xiao Bing asked: "What?"

Zhang Wei looked unfathomable, "Have you seen the condom?"

Xiao Bing shook his head honestly, "No."

"Where are you, Jiang Yu?"

Jiang Yu sighed, "Are you talking about this?"

He opened the drawer, and the full drawer was full of ultra-thin, spirals, and there were many styles.

It was all made by him opening a lucky bag.

"Damn!"

The two of them spoke in unison and cast admiring eyes.

"The positive energy value from Xiao Bing, +35!"

"The positive energy value from Zhang Wei, +25!"

Jiang Yu grabbed a handful and gave it to them, thus establishing his future status as the "boss".

The two little brothers took over the boss's reward with both hands and admired him.

"I hope you two can use it soon," Jiang Yu teased.

He knew these adolescent boys so well that he sometimes drove like an old driver, but in fact he had never touched the girl's breasts, and he was so pure.

"It's definitely," Xiao Bing was very excited.

Zhang Wei was also very excited and suddenly said, "Hey, Jiang Yu, have you never used so many condoms?"

Jiang Yu had a meal.

"If you have used it, you will definitely not save a drawer." Zhang Wei made a break.

Jiang Yu:...

Your sister.

Jiang Yu silently closed the drawer.

This is a sad story.

...

Military training, in Jiang Yu's opinion, is a boring and tormenting game

Standing in military posture, kicking stance, fighting military fists, and boring tug-of-war games...

For young teenagers like Zhang Wei, they may still have some passion. For old birds like Jiang Yu, they live with their fingers every day.

It's so painful.

But when Jiang Yu looked at these guys, sweating and venting his youthful energy unrestrainedly, he was a little moved.

This is the young recklessness he threw away a long time ago.

August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The school sent supplies and each person added a chicken leg tonight, which gave Jiang Yu some comfort - the food at the military training base was really bad, and there was no meat at all.

During the lunch break at noon, Jiang Yu lay on the bed and slept soundly. Zhang Wei ran in and woke him up: "Lao Jiang, can you play guitar? You have a party tonight, and every class has a program."

Jiang Yu turned over and said without thinking: "No."

"Teacher Bai said that those who are on the show will go to rehearse in the afternoon and will not have to fuck you later."

Jiang Yu turned back again, "I can do it."

"Can it be?" Zhang Wei was fascinated by him.

Jiang Yu got up and said seriously: "I am not talented, I have released a single. Have you ever heard of "Old Boy"?"

Zhang Wei shook his head, "No."

"You haven't heard the old boy before, it's so old-fashioned," Xiao Bing said on the upper bunk: "That song is so popular, and there are still people in our class who are secretly copying the lyrics."

“Is it very hot?”

Xiao Bing showed disdainful attitude, climbed down from the bed, rushed to Jiang Yu, and said with a compliment: "Boss, did you sing that song? I said your voice sounds familiar, let's sing one together."

"The positive energy value from Xiao Bing, +15!"

"I have no objection," Jiang Yu was completely unlucky.

"Okay, that's all you two," Zhang Wei got the task and stopped asking.

Only Xiao Bing was left excited alone, as if he had successfully chased stars.

In the afternoon, everyone else in the dormitory went out to train. Jiang Yu and Xiao Bing slept until three o'clock before they went to the small playground to rehearse.

Xiao Bing said: "Teacher Bai brought two guitars here. We are here now, and I don't know if we can take the turn."

"Which teacher Bai?"

"Our counselor, Mr. Bai."

"Then is our principal's surname Gao?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Jiang Yu laughed.

The two of them came to the small playground where they planted a row of sycamore trees. Several students hid under the shade and rehearsed the program.

It seems that they are not the only ones who want to use the rehearsal program to avoid being lazy.

"Hey, you two are here too," Yang Mi was wearing a camouflage uniform, tied with a ponytail, and was dancing with two girls, waving and greeting her.

Xiao Bing's face turned slightly red, and his head lowered, and his eyes never left his chest.

Jiang Yu silently gave him an elbow, "You are more reserved."

Then he said to Yang Mi: "Our squad leader gave up the show, we both plan to sing a song."

"What are you singing?"

"Sing..." Jiang Yu originally wanted to rap "Old Boy", but then he thought, this song was a little worried, so it would be better to have a happier song.

"Bing'er, do you listen to the Tang Dynasty band?"

Xiao Bing shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

"It's okay, he has a song you must have heard."

"What song?"

"Internationale!"
Chapter completed!