The reborn princess turned around

Soon, all the students participating in the training gathered in the cafeteria at the base.

Following the instructions, they must stand next to their chairs and wait until the instructor gives orders before they can sit down and start.

And as Song Mei-en said, the table was indeed steamed buns that looked stale, black pickles, and terrible rice soup. Such a simple diet made everyone's mood reach the bottom of the valley

.

"It doesn't look delicious at all..." Su Xinya curled her lips and muttered unwillingly.

"That girl over there is no whispering!" the instructor shouted sternly at Su Xinya.

“…”

I don’t know how long it took, but they were finally allowed to sit down and have a meal with sore back.

Song Mei-en didn't eat anything before leaving the house, so that she could swallow all these terrifying breakfasts at this moment. The reason for doing this was because she knew the regulations of the base - all food, if it was divided into ingredients, was

There is absolutely no left.

But Song Jingnan was not so lucky.

Because she didn't know the rules of the base, she tried her best to avoid the first meal of the base, so she wisely ate breakfast at home. This means that it became a very difficult thing to eat everything in front of her again.

"start!"

With a command, the students picked up the cold and hard steamed buns on the table, frowned and leaned to their mouths and began to chew and swallow.

"No sound is allowed during the meal, nor can there be any leftover food! Violators will be fined twenty laps for running!"

Song Jingnan, holding the steamed bun, was stunned for a moment, and felt that her stomach felt very full and she didn't want to touch anything again, especially these leftovers that made people feel no appetite. But when she thought she couldn't finish it, she

She had to run twenty laps for punishment, so she had to start eating in pain.

On the other hand, Song Meien, who was calm next to her, couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Some people really couldn't eat it, so they simply raised their hands to apply to go to the lap. The instructor did what they said, gathering all the people with leftover food together and preparing to send them to the playground to supervise their running.

After a long "torture", the breakfast time finally ended.

Song Mei-en touched her slightly swollen belly, licked her lips, and then looked at her sister Song Jingnan.

I have to say that she is really persevering. Not only did she endure the vomiting and finish everything, but she also pretended to be calm and did not show too much disgust. She knew that in front of Instructor Zhu, she must be particularly obedient.

That's fine. If you annoy her, you will be the one who is unlucky.

"Buzz--" After a loud whistle, the chief instructor stood on the chair and continued to issue orders. "Please wash all the tableware!"

Washing tableware is undoubtedly a huge challenge for these young masters who have always been clothes and food at home. Although washing and rinsing is an ordinary thing for ordinary people, they are put on them.

It becomes an insurmountable obstacle.

A cleansing woman in the class kept complaining in a low voice, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

"Damn it, such a good thing is so disgusting..." She deliberately lowered her voice when she heard it.

"These are the food you just ate. If you want to say it's disgusting, just let it go!" The girl next to the cleansing woman comforted her whispered.