After they had chosen their beds, Jiang Xiachu and the other two carried their things in and looked around the dormitory.
The dormitory is very simple, with four bunk beds and a large cabinet on the side. The cabinet is divided into eight compartments and a wooden table in the middle.
As soon as I entered the dormitory, a faint musty smell came into my nose, and I could feel the extra dampness with every breath.
Jiang Xiachu couldn't help but frown. The room was indeed a bit too damp.
Qin Ningqian looked at the three empty beds and directly picked up the luggage and placed it on one of the upper bunks.
After she put her things down, Pan Yu from the lower bunk leaned over and smiled, saying hello, "Hello, I'm Pan Yu from the choir."
Qin Ning was stunned for a moment, then looked over and saw Pan Yu looking at her with a smile.
After she realized what was happening, she waved her hand and said, "My name is Qin Ningqian, from the dance team."
Seeing Qin Ningqian's dazed look, Pan Yu smiled and didn't say anything else. She just made the bed.
There was only one empty bed left, which naturally belonged to Jiang Xiachu and Lin Qingli.
Afraid that Lin Qingli would not sleep well on the upper bunk, Jiang Xiachu chose the upper bunk and let her sleep on the lower bunk, with Qin Ningqian sitting opposite her.
Everyone's bedding was distributed uniformly and is now placed on their beds. They are all army green.
After putting their things away, they began to make the bed.
As soon as I opened the quilt, a stronger musty smell hit me in the face and instantly filled the entire dormitory.
As soon as he smelled the smell, Zhou Qiong couldn't help but frowned, "Why does this quilt smell so bad?"
Huang Yiping was also a little disgusted and complained: "Exactly, how can I sleep like this? And there is no place to bask in the sun here, it's too troublesome."
Meng Anyao, who was sitting on the upper bunk, no longer wanted to talk anymore. She even wanted to kill someone, but she was angry and helpless.
This quilt is so damp that she will probably get a rash if she uses it for too long. From childhood to adulthood, when has she ever suffered such an injustice?
I'm so angry.
The girls in the room were extremely depressed, feeling disgusted but helpless.
Jiang Xiachu looked over at Lin Qingli who was sitting under the bed and asked, "What's wrong, Qingli?"
Lin Qingli sighed and shrugged helplessly, "I knew this room was not good, but I didn't expect it to be this bad. It's so damp, I really can't live in it."
"Especially since this is the first floor, if it rains someday, there will be no chance of saving us."
Originally, she just wanted to laugh at Meng Anyao, but she didn't expect that the retribution would fall upon her.
Jiang Xiachu understood her feelings, but still urged her: "Don't think too much about it now. There is no other way. We can only cover ourselves with the same quilt."
"Make your bed now. We will have training later in the evening. We don't have time to rest. We have to race against time."
Upon hearing Jiang Xiachu's words, Lin Qingli nodded and started packing up immediately.
Qin Ningqian didn't waste any more time and made the bed.
They were very quick and in no time they had made the bed and folded the quilt neatly.
Jiang Xiachu and Lin Qingli had practiced folding quilts at home a lot, and now they were completely proficient at it. They could fold them neatly, like a standard tofu block, without any flaws.
The others seemed a little unskilled when it came to making the beds and were doing it very slowly.
The dormitory is not like at home, where you can only make the bed on one side, especially the upper bunk, which you have to sit on the bed to make. After you make one side, the other side will be messy again. It is a complete mess.
After working for a long time, the bed sheets are still wrinkled and look as if they were not made at all.
Especially Meng Anyao.
There was an aunt at home who was responsible for these chores, so she basically never made her own bed or did any other work since she was a child.
She pulled the bed sheet clumsily but couldn't make it right. She was so angry that she wanted to tear the bed sheet into eight pieces. She was so depressed.
Not to mention folding the quilt, the mattress felt heavy when she lifted it, and after folding it for a long time, it was still an ugly pile.
She was angry with herself, and when Xu Qingqing noticed that something was wrong with her, she immediately looked over and saw the bed that Meng Anyao had made. She was stunned for a moment.
After a moment, she said repeatedly: "Oh, my God."
"An Yao, let me lay the tofu for you! Although I am not good at folding the tofu cubes, I can make them neatly."
After Xu Qingqing finished speaking, Meng Anyao curled her lips, and it was obvious that she was still a little unhappy, but she still nodded.
"good."
Then she got out of bed, and Xu Qingqing climbed on top, carefully smoothed out and folded the quilt for her, then tidied the corners with her hands.
Qin Ningqian quickly made her own bed. She turned around and saw Jiang Xiachu's tofu blocks. She was a little surprised, "So neat."
Jiang Xiachu smiled and said, "We have practiced at home."
After making the bed, Jiang Xiachu got out of bed and checked Lin Qingli again.
The military uniforms had already been distributed, and they were required to wear them when assembling. After they had packed up, they changed into them directly.
Jiang Xiachu looked in the mirror and put on a hat. A smile appeared on his face under the hat, and his expression was determined.
On this side, Lin Qingli had also tidied her clothes. She straightened her slightly crooked hat and turned to look at Jiang Xiachu.
The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of determination, and instantly they felt like cultural and artistic soldiers, both feeling a great sense of accomplishment.
After packing everything up, it was not yet time to gather.
Jiang Xiachu and Lin Qingli sat on the bed and chatted with Qin Ning briefly, and finally decided to go out for a walk and familiarize themselves with the surrounding environment.
As soon as they walked out of the dormitory door and into the corridor, people from the dormitory next door came out and greeted them with a smile.
Ding Yue smiled and waved to them, "Hello!"
There was another plump girl on her side, who also had a friendly look on her face and was looking at them with her eyes curved.
Jiang Xiachu immediately responded to the two enthusiastically, "Hello."
One of the girls stepped forward, "Jiang Xiachu, right? I remember you, you were a great dancer. My name is Wang Jiajia, and she is Ding Yue. We both play the accordion."
"And you, Lin Qingli, you sing well and you're so cute!"
After being praised so generously, both of them blushed. Lin Qingli scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Thank you, everyone is great."
Ding Yue waved his hand and put his arm around Lin Qingli's shoulder. He smiled and said, "Why are you shy? We are all members of the cultural troupe from now on. If you need any help, just let me know. We are all family. Don't hesitate to ask."
Jiang Xiachu and Lin Qingli both smiled and nodded in response: "Thank you, please take care of me in the future."
The girls were chatting very happily, and after a few words, they started talking to each other.
While they were chatting, Meng Anyao came out of the dormitory, looking dusty and depressed. Her mood was particularly gloomy and she looked like she wanted to keep strangers away.
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