Chapter 1152: Our coach is very handsome (2)

Huang Ling does not understand: "Do we call all the teachers in the school are coaches?"
Xu Lingling laughed and said: "No, the coach is the coach and the professor is the professor."
"Oh." Huang Ling said in her heart: Mobson, this guy, actually let her return to college.
Not right, she didn't go to college, not to return -
Xu Lingling brought Huang Ling to their female dormitory, the fifth floor, No. 508.
Huang Ling stood at the door of 508 and looked around. The dormitory environment was a bit bad, at least the passage was narrow.
"Before you didn't come, we heard about it." Xu Lingling saw Huang Ling standing in the doorway and didn't come in. She came up and pulled Huang Ling into the dormitory.
"Huang Ling, you sleep in this bed, the bottom bunk." Xu Lingling took Huang Ling to go to bed.
Huang Ling’s eyes were pumped and she was divided into beds.
She did not have the memory of the original Huang Ling, but she remembered that she went to school in the Song family, from the novel to the high school, did not live in the dormitory.
Huang Ling, who has not gone to school for many years, suddenly came to the university. She still has a face to face.
She looked at the 508 dormitory, the space is still quite large, with four beds and eight bed numbers.
The quilts of each bed are stacked like bricks, angular and neat.
She looked at her bed, the quilt was stacked like a brick, the towel, the brushing cup to be used, all in a washbasin.
Xu Lingling said to her: "The washbasin is the daily necessities, come, your luggage, take it out and put it in this cabinet."
The wall carrying the balcony, with a row of large cabinets, a student, a cabinet.
Cabinets, you can put clothes, quilts, etc.
Huang Ling took her luggage and walked to the front of the cupboard and murmured: "Is I dreaming? How do I feel that my life, overnight, has found a change?"
After Xu Lingling heard her muttering, she couldn’t help but smile: "In fact, college life is very interesting, especially our life at the military academy is more interesting than other university life. You can learn the knowledge of textbooks and be strict. Being trained to improve your mental quality. At first, you feel very tired and hard, and after a long time, you are used to it. Under the eyes of the coach, such as the sharp eyes, you are not used to getting used to it."
Xu Lingling saw Huang Ling's fine skin and tender meat. She smiled and said: "I don't think you are a person who has had a hard time. Come on, I will help you with your luggage."
Huang Ling is not polite, she is now, the whole person is embarrassed, do not know what to do.
Xu Lingling opened her suitcase and helped her put a few sets of clothes into the cabinet and said: "The clothes should be stacked and put in. I will teach you to stack the quilt, our quilt will be stacked. Right, I am The squad leader of a class is still the bedroom chief of 508."
"Oh." Huang Ling was absent-minded and asked Xu Lingling. She took out the phone and dialed the number of Mobson.
"Huang Ling." The phone was on, and Mobson's magnetic voice, like a magical power, passed into Huang Ling's ear.
Hearing his voice, Huang Ling, who was stunned, suddenly woke up.
Her eyes lit up and she hurriedly said, "Mom brother, where are you?"
"Training," Mobson said.
Huang Lingcai heard that there was a noise there, it was the voice of training: one two one! One two one!
There was a whistle from time to time.
"I came to the military school. Why should I come to the military school?" Huang Ling asked.
"The military school is strictly trained. You don't have a chance to be lazy." Mobson said lightly.