Except for the first few days, when everyone was not used to it and complained about being tired from time to time, the rest of the time passed extremely quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day for the physical fitness test.

Gao Huimin came out of the basement angrily carrying the equipment, pushed the door open sideways, put the things on the ground, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, I heard the instructors discussing, "Kids these days just lie around at home all day and don't get enough exercise. After adapting for a while, they're all full of energy now."

"That's right. Should we change the assessment items? This level is probably nothing to them."

"That makes sense. The projects have basically been completely overtaken by students from previous years. The problem is, how can we come up with anything interesting in such a short period of time..."

She remembered Su Wanru's best friend, wasn't she a freshman at Peking University?

Although every debt has its perpetrator, collecting some interest first can help me get rid of the hatred in my heart.

The Gao family was wealthy and powerful, but not so powerful that they could override all school officials and change school rules. She begged her parents for more than half a month before they agreed to plead with her uncle.

After all, she is my niece. No matter how disappointed I am, I have to help her withdraw her decision from school.

Even so, he still received the necessary punishment and was sent to the office to do menial work every day.

Of course, the so-called "assistant" was just her personal opinion. With Dean Gao above her, who would dare to actually order his niece to do anything? Usually, she would either assign the task to an intern or simply do it herself.

A plan immediately emerged in Gao Huimin's mind.

He cleared his throat and said, "Teachers, I have an immature idea. Would you like to listen to it?"

The instructors all looked towards the source of the sound, and when they saw the armband on her sleeve, they frowned again.

Some people who didn't know her thought she was a cleaner hired by the school. Not only did she not do her job properly, but she also eavesdropped on conversations with her ears perked up. She didn't look like a good person.

Just as he was about to explode, Pan Shi suddenly spoke in a flattering tone, "Tell me, tell me. If it can be put to use, that would be great. Even if it can't, it's at least a guide for us."

I had only been an instructor for two years and was worrying about how to get promoted. Then, the opportunity came to me.

If I could be promoted by President Gao, no matter how my colleagues looked down on me, I could at least become a leader early and sit in the office drinking tea.

"Thank you, teacher." Gao Huimin nodded, suppressing her excitement. "I've participated in military training at Kyoto University before, and I've asked former seniors. Most of the assessments were based on shooting and housekeeping. What if we could combine all of these?"

Combined together? How?

Do you want to ask a student to hold a gun in his left hand and a pole in his right hand, stand with his left foot across and run with weight on his right foot?

I asked the question in my heart, but she gave me a disdainful look: "Teacher, you are too humorous. What I mean is, maybe we can have a competition in the form of an assessment. There are many cases abroad."

"When they start, have them carry backpacks weighing half their body weight. Each person will also have a red smoke bomb strapped to their body. If they are hit, they're eliminated. The person who hits the most people at the end, while still carrying their backpacks at the original weight, will be the winner."

Pan Shiben planned to clap and cheer no matter what she said.

Unexpectedly, this method sounded really good: "As expected of Dean Gao's niece, she's truly a daughter of a general. Does anyone object? If not, then let's do it this way."

After hearing this, the instructors who had some complaints in their hearts completely disappeared. The rumors they had heard before were probably spread by people who were jealous of her.

"I have no objection!"

"That's fine with me! Just hitting people isn't difficult enough. Why not add some events to the competition, split them up into smaller teams, or have them keep flags, etc., to help them develop teamwork..."

Fearing that Gao Huimin would feel that her credit was being taken away, Pan Shi politely asked, "This idea was proposed by Gao, but she will be the lead planner, and we will review it later."

The military camp was full of big and strong men, who had no idea that she would tamper with it. He felt guilty about his suspicion just now, but thought that they would review it anyway, so he agreed.

Gao Huimin made excuses to refuse, but finally agreed reluctantly.

In a place where no one can see, he quietly curled up the corners of his lips.

…

The instructors announced the news before dismissal in the afternoon.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wailing from below.

Qin Baixue hung her face and dragged her body with a look of despair.

"No way! I specifically asked seniors from previous classes, and they said the project is only slightly different and can be passed with a little effort. How could we be so unlucky that the exam had to be changed for our class?"

Seeing that she looked like she was about to collapse at any moment, Sun Hongyan took a few steps back and supported her lightly: "It's okay, it's more interesting to change the subject. I'm so bored facing the target every day that grass is growing on my head."

It's so hard to have a real combat, and it finally feels like military training.

Punching the other person on the shoulder, Qin Baixue glared at him angrily: "Don't say anything, there's no way to stir up hatred like this, you just want to piss me off to death."

It’s no wonder she was jealous, envious, and resentful. This guy was the one who adapted to military training the fastest.

No matter whether it was weighted running or chess, anything that girls could participate in, Yan Zi did better than boys. She almost got calluses on her ears from listening to the instructor's praise.

The punch was extremely light, and it felt like a tickle when it hit the body.

Sun Hongyan pretended to be in pain and covered her shoulder: "No matter what, we are roommates. You, you are so cruel."

"Stinky Swallow, stop talking nonsense and ruining my reputation. It's like I'm hammering a hole in your shoulder."

Li Xiujun and Zhang Sufen followed behind, watching the two of them bickering and laughing.

The practical training competition is the day after tomorrow. In order to let these students relax and recharge their energy, the instructors are kind enough to give them a day off.

Thinking of this, Qin Baixue felt a little better: "Tomorrow I will definitely sleep all night and make up for all the sleep I missed in the past few days."

After a brief discussion, they decided to go out to eat in the evening and have a big meal.

It’s not that I got tired of eating in the cafeteria so quickly, but since the start of school, I haven’t had a proper meal in the dormitory, so I decided to experience the culinary specialties of Beijing.

However, after walking around for a while and looking at the huge sign hanging on the wall, the four of them still couldn't decide what to eat.

None of them are from Beijing. The only one who has stayed in Beijing for a long time, Li Xiujun, has been to places like Ruijin Hotel, which no one can afford.

Feeling cramps in my stomach, I couldn't help but suggest, "How about this? Each of us represents a restaurant. We play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wakes up first goes to that restaurant."