Shan Qiye put away the used tissues and was about to say a few words about this, but the instructor saw that he hadn't entered the team for a long time and shouted, "Shan Qiye, what are you doing?"

"Nothing." Shan Qiye responded quickly, stood in the team, and when he turned around, he touched Qin Yimu lightly.

"What's wrong with the same table?" Shan Qiye stretched out the ending, and his voice was a little soft, "That tissue has a fragrance, tell me what's wrong."

This kind of small package of paper smoke has a heavy fragrance. Although the package given by Qin Yimu is not that heavy, it is also very fragrant.

Qin Yimu said, "Quiet."

"I don't, I haven't started training yet. It's not too late to wait until the training starts." After whispering a few words, he realized what happened just now. The instructor turned around and stared at them doing push-ups at this moment. Taking the opportunity to reach out and touch him quietly, he lowered his voice and said, "Same table, same table, did you talk just now?"

"At the same table, why are you ignoring me?"

"I heard you just now..."

"I heard you too."

The voice that came out horizontally made the expression on Shan Qiye's face suddenly stagnate.

The other party's eyes were a little dangerous, and he always felt that he was going to be singled out for special training in the next moment. Shan Qiye cleared his throat and squeezed a smile, "Instructor, what's the matter with you?"

"No." The instructor glanced at Qin Yimu with a stern face, "On the first day of military training, chatting in front of me, it's not too much to punish you for running ten laps?"

Although it was a negotiating tone, the words contained an order that could not be refused.

Alpha put one hand on Shan Qiye's shoulder and patted it twice, but he didn't hold back. Seeing that Shan Qiye's shoulder collapsed a bit, he listened to the action and said nonchalantly, "Go, finish ten laps. Talk again."

Shan Qiye was in a bad shape, took a step down and escaped from the instructor's hand.

The instructor was just talking about it, he didn't plan to let him go, he was about to grab someone when he reached out his hand, Shan Qiye didn't hide but just waited for his back move, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth as he was about to speak, when he saw that the instructor reached out to him. Halfway through, when Sora was knocked from below.

Shan Qiye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Qin Yimu in surprise.

Qin Yimu was still indifferent and unmoved, as if he was not the one who inserted his hand just now, he said lightly to Shangdan Qiye's gaze, "Go and run."

"Okay~!" Shan Qiye laughed and even his voice trembled, "Let's go, instructor." He waved his hand, turned his head and ran away without waiting for the instructor to investigate.

The freshmen's military training is all on the innermost playground. If Shan Qiye wants to run, he can only run on the outermost track, which will lead to a lot more running distance.

But Shan Qiye is a natural athlete. He rescued a weak kitten from the dog's mouth and ran wildly with the kitten in his arms. The vicious dog chased him wildly, and finally relied on his own proud physical strength. Dump the dog.

Just kidding, he couldn't run with all four legs tight, and now he can only run ten laps, which is no big deal to him.

The instructor looked at Shan Qiye who ran away in an instant, and then looked at Qin Yimu who was blocking him just now, raised his eyebrows, put his hands on his hips and said, "I remember you were talking just now, right? You..."

Qin Yimu gave him a sideways glance, and the instructor said dumbly, the collision between the two Alphas was far less simple than it seemed on the surface.

The instructor was a little puzzled, how could a high school student...?

However, looking at Qin Yimu's indifferent appearance, it is obvious that he will not be condescending to explain his confusion. Moreover, the instructor is a little curious. Just now, when Shan Qiye went to run the circle, the Alpha's eyes seemed to be chasing him.

"That Shan Qiye, who are you?"

relative……? It doesn't seem like it.

Qin Yimu walked out of the team, took off the cuffs on his wrists, folded them twice and fastened them, "Same table."

"what?"

Before he could hear the words clearly, Qin Yimu already ran towards the Omega running on the playground.

Shan Qiye's speed is not fast, after all, there are ten laps, and Shan Qiye prefers this feeling of running on the playground rather than going back to stand in the military posture.

While running, he also observed the training situation of other classes with great interest, most of them were standing in the military posture, nothing new.

While he was running casually, he felt something moving beside him, turned his head and saw that Qin Yimu had already run to the position side by side with him.

"At the same table?" Shan Qiye's eyes lit up instantly, and the dark eyes were very smart, which reflected Qin Yimu's appearance, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, "Why are you here?"

"You were also punished?"

"Why don't you talk, cough cough."

"You're like this, I thought, you're... huh, you're here with me."

Normal running breathing is regular, and if the breathing is stable, you can persist in long-distance running.

But as soon as he speaks, he destroys these stability.

Shan Qiye was on a whim, and when he saw Qin Yimu, he couldn't help but want to talk to him, but when he said that, he got himself into trouble.

Shan Qiye pursed the corners of his mouth and tried to breathe calmly.

In order to make himself so embarrassed by chatting, Shan Qiye thought it was funny, he calmed down and opened his mouth to ridicule: "Same... ah!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, not knowing what he stepped on, suddenly Jump forward.

Qin Yimu frowned slightly, grabbed his arm, and pulled Shan Qiye directly on his wrist.

Just now, he ran directly to the rubber track, and Shan Qiye was startled. All he thought at that moment was that his handsome face was over, but Qin Yimu's quick-witted eyes really pulled him back.

"Huh..." While Shan Qiye breathed a sigh of relief, he turned his head and put his arms around Qin Yimu's shoulders, hanging himself on him.