Recently, a suicide game called "Blue Whale" has become popular on domestic social networks.

Joining the Blue Whale game, players need to complete fifty painfully designated tasks.

The last task is suicide.

The first task is to get up at 4:20.

So, "Wake me up at 4:20" became a secret code for this game.

***

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the boy in dormitory 417 was not asleep.

Ruan Qiao didn't sleep either. She heard the next door playing mahjong for 417 all night, and then they played and talked about the popular blue whale game on the Internet recently.

"Which idiot game was invented? I was so funny that I laughed hahaha."

"Who the fuck dares to wake me up at 4:20, my backhand is just a gas tank, teach him what Marxism-Leninist Mao's thoughts are!"

"Hahahaha, the city brother isrio is awesome, and he knows Marxism, hey, hey, hey, hey, 80,000, 80,000!"

"Hold your mother, she hangs all night! She didn't see you as good as a girl!"

...

Ruan Qiao frowned and turned over.

Another lazy male voice came from next door, "Then I'm not going to be fooled, too."

"Daomingsi, you are doing big things silently, and you are all here!"

Ruan Qiao closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

...Forget it, bear it.

Fortunately, today's mahjong game broke out early, and at around 1 o'clock, the 417 dormitory was silent.

Ruan Qiao was extremely sleepy, and as the sleeping next door gradually became quiet, he finally fell asleep in a daze.

***

Four to twenty in the morning.

“Shut——!”

The harsh and sharp whistle cut through the tranquility of the sky.

Ruan Qiao took out her cell phone while she was half asleep and half awake, and she looked at it. It was only 4:20. She thought she had read it wrong, so she looked closely and found that it was really 4:20.

Is the instructor crazy?

“Shut——!”

Ruan Qiao's mood is now like a sled dog from the whole of Siberia.

She reluctantly sat up and her face was exhausted.

But there was nothing I could do. After sitting quietly for a few seconds, I could only take off my camouflage coat and get out of bed.

Her skeleton is small and thin, and she is a little empty when wearing a small military training uniform.

She tied her medium-length hair into low meatballs and stuffed it into the buckle hole of the hat.

Looking at the unrestrained face in the mirror silently, Ruan Qiao rubbed her eyes, trying to make herself more awake.

Before leaving the door, she looked at the other three people in the dormitory.

The three of them were still sleeping soundly, and their whistle could be screaming, and they would frown and turn over.

After all, the international department does not care about instructors and does not gather.

She was the only one who rushed out in the whole building.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor, slightly rapid.

***

"Now at 4:40, what time I blew the whistle! I said I had to gather within fifteen minutes! Is there a team spirit? Is there a collective consciousness?"

The instructor shouted at the top of his throat as if he had eaten a firecracker.

"Look at other people's squads, they have been standing for ten minutes! Where are you!"

At this moment, the students in Class 5 of Chinese rolled their eyes silently.

Looking at other people's classes, are we going to see Chinese classes for foreigners?

None of them came.

Just your mother is so arrogant that she can yell at them.

The instructor's magic sound was filled with his ears. The freshmen in Class 5 listened to the lecture while standing in the military posture. After standing, they ran another 1,500 meters.

At 6:30 in the morning of September, the sky finally dawned, and they finally finished their early training.

Ruan Qiao had a pale face and went to the cafeteria with the Youth League branch secretary Xu Ying.

She lined up while watching the time and bought a cup of millet porridge, which was considered a perfect match for the morning meal.

Xu Ying bit the little steamed bun and looked at her with a little worried look, "Jiao Qiao, are you okay? I think you are very uncomfortable. Don't you want to take a leave?"

Ruan Qiao shook her head slightly, "It's okay, don't ask for leave."

It’s not that she wants to be strong, but that she is not in a coma and the instructor doesn’t criticize her at all, so why bother to waste her lips and tongue?

Xu Ying seemed to remember the strange deeds of the strange instructor, and no longer asked for leave. He silently handed out the steamed bun bag in his hand, "You eat so little, can you eat another steamed bun?"

Ruan Qiao still shook her head, "No need, I can't eat it."

Xu Ying had no choice but to free up his hand and help her walk towards the south playground.

Xu Ying was a little talkative person, and he was silent while walking: "Hey Qiao Qiao, you didn't have a good rest now. Are your roommates still playing games? They are still playing mahjong next door?"

Ruan Qiao didn't say anything.

Xu Ying was a little angry for her, "Their international department is too much. It's okay if you escape military training by yourself, but it's still not enough to make others unable to sleep. I'll go back today to ask if the dormitory of the Arts Academy can squeeze in. Now your military training is affected by them. How can you continue to live in a mixed bedside dormitory?"

Ruan Qiao pursed her lips. If she could squeeze, she wouldn't have to wait for today.

She looked up and looked at the horizon. A trace of gold happened to leak out of the duck egg green, as if it was another sunny day, it was so fatal.

Her voice was soft, "Let's talk about it."

When the two walked to the playground, it was almost time for them to gather to continue training.

After breakfast, everyone was obviously more energetic, but the scorching sun did not let Nancheng go in early September, and today they were destined to be attacked by another wave of red buff from the light source of all things.

The instructor didn't let them rest until nine o'clock in this training.

Everyone continued to stand in military posture.

Ruan Qiao couldn't hold on anymore, and felt uncomfortable in her heart. Her face was pale, and beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks.

Just when the playground was silent, a group of men and women laughing and fighting attracted everyone's attention.

They also wore military training uniforms, but some had their collars open; some did not wear hats and had their long dyed hair disguised; some had their legs rolled up, and their wide military training camouflage pants were transformed into fashionable cropped pants.

When girls raise their hands, most of their nails are bright and bright, and some are inlaid with blingbling rhinestones.

The boy walking at the end of the head was particularly eye-catching.

He was very tall, wearing a loose black T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-T-

I didn't come to train for a few days at first sight.

These people all looked careless, standing next to Chinese Class 5, like a piece of poked tofu, scattered.

The instructor's face became increasingly ugly since they appeared.

After a long time, the instructor blew his whistle and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Chinese Class 5! Rest!"

As soon as these words were said, Class 5 suddenly felt a slackening sound, and Ruan Qiao was so. She exhaled her strength and sat on the ground, bent her legs and lowered her knees.

"Chinese to foreigners! What's going on with you? Stand up straight for me!"

The instructor shouted this sentence in a rough voice, with little effect. Whocareyou, the heroes in the Chinese class in foreign countries, are still playing with their mobile phones and chatting.

Ruan Qiao thought that the instructor probably didn't dare to say, "If you don't want military training, get back to me."

Because after he spoke so harshly the day before yesterday, the young ladies and ladies from the International Department cheered and bowed collectively and said, "Thank you, instructor!"

——And then left happily.

Well, the International Department is such a very bold existence.

In fact, as early as the beginning of his enrollment, Ruan Qiao had heard of the International Department of Nancheng University.

It is a two plus two model for two years at home and abroad, and get two graduation certificates. It has no specific requirements for college entrance examination scores, but the tuition requirements are a bit high.

The school post bar says that the International Department is a garbage dump in Nanda, with trash piles, and there is no such thing as pornography, gambling, drugs, and they don’t have any other things. They also say that their group of prodigal things will sooner or later interpret what it means to be rich for only three generations.

It’s not enough to be rich for three generations. Let’s say that they are all very rich now, and even the dormitory is a single-family mixed bedroom with special treatment.

The mixed bedroom conditions are very good, and it is in a small apartment form. Men and women are divided into beds but not floors, and are divided into classes. It is possible that two or three female bedrooms are surrounded by a male bedroom, and there may be seven or eight male bedrooms in a string and a female bedroom.
To be continued...