After lunch, Tang Qiuli came to a flat grassy area, took out his whistle, and immediately, a sharp whistle echoed through the valley, breaking the lazy afternoon sun. The team members who were chatting in twos and threes or resting on the soft grass with their eyes closed, enjoying the rare warmth of winter, were all stunned, staring blankly at Tang Qiuli, wondering what was wrong with him and why he was blowing the whistle.
Suddenly, someone remembered that before setting off, Tang Qiuli had told everyone that different whistles meant different actions. A long whistle meant an emergency assembly. The whistle was urgent enough; it was time to assemble!
After hearing this, everyone understood and hurriedly ran to Tang Qiuli. Well, some of them took off their shoes for comfort. Imagine, it
