The evening was a bit cool. The dormitory's main door and balcony door were both open. Wind filled the corridor, surged into the room, and then out through the balcony. In the middle of it all, a large man with tattoos stretched his body, which was fit enough for a bodybuilding contest.
Zhou Li lay on the bed, wrapped in a blanket that only revealed his head, silently watching the scene below.
It was a bit eye-watering.
Fortunately, Chen Yang soon changed into his military uniform, and then he started making serious faces in front of the mirror.
Chang Xiaoxiang and Liu Zhengming were also changing into their uniforms.
"Zhou Li, aren't you going to try yours on?"
"I have. It fits."
"Do I look good in it?"
"Not bad."
"That's a rather low rating."
"It's high enough." Zhou Li thought the guy was really vain.
"You..."
Chen Yang then turned to Chang Xiaoxiang. "Do I look good in this military uniform? Does it have a certain flair?"
