Bro, Don't Study Anymore - Chapter 6

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On the last day of military training, the performance was in the morning, and they “retired” in the afternoon.

Senior Song had no classes today and came to watch the excitement. He sat in the stands for less than two minutes before being asked to leave by the instructor.

Little Tang’s phalanx was waiting by the playground fence, watching Senior Song being escorted out the entire time.

His roommate saw it too and took a photo, sending it to Little Tang.

[【Reluctant Departure.jpg】]

[Great, this meme is mine now.]

[Don’t tell senior I did it.]

[Bro, you got it.]

After replying to his roommate, Little Tang sent the meme to Senior Song.

[Senior is so handsome, but regretfully had to leave.]

Little Tang’s Bodyguard: [【Image】]

Little Tang’s Bodyguard: [Turn around.]

As soon as the photo loaded, Little Tang turned around. The photo was taken from outside the fence.

When he turned, he saw Senior Song and Classmate A squatting outside, looking sneaky.

After the last rehearsal, they were resting in place, waiting for the official performance to begin, and the instructors went to the podium for a short meeting.

Taking advantage of the instructor’s absence, Little Tang sneaked to the fence.

“Senior, came to see the fun and got caught, huh?” Little Tang teased.

Senior Song shrugged, his tone helpless: “Regretfully departed.”

Little Tang didn’t expect such cooperation from him and nearly burst out laughing.

Classmate A, who didn’t understand, scratched his head in confusion: “What, what? Let me join the chat. I feel like a melon-eating onlooker.”

Last time in the canteen, the two added each other as friends. Little Tang glanced at Senior Song’s expression.

Little Tang, thinking it looked calm, shared the meme generously.

Classmate A laughed too and immediately returned a favor to Little Tang.

“Junior, a gift in return.”

Senior Song couldn’t be bothered to argue. He knew Classmate A’s meme was created by his grumpy roommate and posted in their class group.

Last year, after four days and three nights of competition, Senior Song was exhausted, expressionless after the evaluation.

His roommate and teammate, Senior Zhang, took a photo and turned it into a meme——

【Indifference.jpg】

Once, Senior Zhang accidentally sent this meme in the class group during a meme battle, and it became a shared meme among the whole class.

Senior Song took out his phone, unlocked it, and opened the chatbox: “Junior, I have a full nine-grid set of memes of senior A.”

”……It’s really not necessary.”

Senior Song’s tone was gentle: “Introducing different sides of seniors to the younger students is good for communication.”

Little Tang was about to burst out laughing beside him, but Senior Song suddenly took a photo of him.

The smile froze on Little Tang’s face.

Taking advantage of the moment, Senior Song took another shot. He added text to the images and sent them to Little Tang’s bodyguard chat group——

[【Hehe.jpg】]

[【Not Hehe.jpg】]

Little Tang: “……” Not funny.

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