"Okay, okay~"

Wei Ying pinched Lan Qingyue's cheek, "You're treating me like a free photo editor again."

"Hmph~"

Just as Wei Ying reached out her "claws" again, Lan Qingyue swiftly dodged, shaking her head with a mischievous look on her face. "What are you saying? You still think of me as a free template?"

Wei Ying: "..."

Sigh~

In the end, I bore the brunt of it all alone.

After a quick breakfast, it was time to gather. Lan Qingyue glanced at her phone again; no messages, good.

At first, the leaders went up to give speeches, which was no different from a regular assembly. After the leaders left, the instructors came up and made everyone stand at attention. Only then did Lan Qingyue realize that military training had already begun. She was caught off guard.

She didn't know how long she had been standing there, but a fine layer of sweat began to bead on her forehead, which quickly turned into beads and rolled down her cheeks, making her feel itchy. The instructor was watching closely from the front of the line, and she dared not move. Her legs were getting a little sore.

A classmate from the next class fainted. When everyone helped her out and asked her what happened, they found out that she hadn't eaten breakfast. Lan Qingyue pouted and thought sadly, "Why did I eat breakfast this morning? If I don't eat, will I end up like that classmate?"

However, she is now also worried that she will be the next one to encounter this situation.

She tried to distract herself by letting her mind wander, trying to forget what she was doing. Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder. Her homeroom teacher beckoned to her, "Lan Qingyue, come on, go sit and rest under the tree. I'm worried your body won't be able to hold up."

Lan Qingyue is in poor health and has submitted a hospital certificate to apply for exemption from training.

The appearance of the homeroom teacher was like a "timely rain". Lan Qingyue's heart, which had been in her throat, suddenly relaxed. She sat under the big banyan tree, resting her hands on her knees, and watched her classmates practice their posture.

After a class period, the group left the square in an orderly fashion and went to the basketball court.

The homeroom teacher carried over the cell phones that the students had handed in and asked Lan Qingyue to keep them safe.

On the first day of military training, the students were not used to it. Back in the dormitory, they lay on their beds and complained to their boyfriends.

Lan Qingyue: "..."

These guys are always showing off their love in front of her, it's enough to make her sick.

During the three days of military training, Qi Yu didn't send a single message. Lan Qingyue was happy to have some free time and didn't send him any messages either.

Winter seems to have arrived early this year. The temperature in mid-October was already freezing, and students were fainting every day.

The military training lasted ten days with no weekends. When the senior students went home, the first-year students could only watch with envy.

Finally, the tenth day arrived. After the morning military training drill, it happened to be a special day at the school, so everyone got a half-day off early, which, combined with the weekend, made it a two-and-a-half-day holiday.

Lan Qingyue, carrying her little bag, skipped and hopped out of the school gate like a cheerful little bird. It wasn't even noon yet! She could go to the supermarket, buy some snacks, and then go home. How wonderful!

This pleasant thought was shattered when she saw the understated yet instantly recognizable car parked by the roadside. It wasn't beautiful anymore, not beautiful at all.

Lan Qingyue frowned and stood at the school gate for a few seconds, then took out two one-yuan bills, intending to take the bus and escape quickly. Just then, her phone rang. It was Qi Yu calling, or rather, it was a warning from him.

The ringtone only lasted a few seconds before stopping, followed by a message: "Come here."