Lin Qing was killed by her best friend and scumbag boyfriend!
After her death, Lin Qing stayed by the side of the betraying couple, watching their affection with helplessness!
Fortunate...
Watching Gu Nanxun leave the space, Lin Qing also turned and left. She washed her face, tidied her hair, changed her clothes, took the textbooks she needed for the afternoon, put them in her sewn bag, and then rode her bicycle to the front yard.
Lin Qing arrived at the front yard, where Lu Xianghong and Xu Fengjiao were locking the door, while Wang Haoran, Lin Yunfeng, and Zhao Xi were waiting on their bicycles.
"Are you all ready? Let's go!"
Lin Qing watched as Lu Xianghong and Xu Fengjiao locked the door, then smiled and said.
"Alright, let's go!"
Xu Fengjiao patted her schoolbag, then sat on the back of Wang Haoran's bicycle and replied with a smile.
"Alright, let's go!"
Lu Xianghong also got on a bicycle, while Zhao Xi sat on the back of Lin Yunfeng's bicycle.
Hearing her friends' replies, Lin Qing pushed off with her feet and was the first to ride off.
Wang Haoran and Lin Yunfeng also quickly pedaled hard to catch up with Lin Qing.
Lu Xianghong gave a helpless laugh, then quickened her pace to catch up with the person in front.
"Qingqing, your schoolbag is so pretty, did you make it yourself?"
Xu Fengjiao suddenly noticed Lin Qing's backpack. Her eyes lit up, and she asked Lin Qing about it with great joy.
Lin Qing reached out and lifted her backpack, then smiled and said, "How is it? Does it look good? I designed it, and Brother Nanxun made it for me. It's made of wolf skin."
"It's so pretty...it's so pretty...Qingqing, can I borrow your schoolbag to take a look? I want to make one just like it."
Xu Fengjiao kept nodding behind Lin Qing, while Zhao Xi and Lu Xianghong looked at Lin Qing's schoolbag with delight and longing in their eyes. It seems that handbags are always a woman's favorite, no matter how old she is.
"Sure, no problem. But do you have any wolf pelts left?"
Lin Qing said with a smile.
"Haoran, do we still have any wolf pelts?"
Xu Fengjiao tugged at Wang Haoran's clothes and asked.
Wang Haoran scratched his head: "Where are there any more? You forgot that we sold our wolf pelts a long time ago, but I remember I still have a wolf pelt coat. If it doesn't work, we can take that one apart."
Wang Haoran said with a smile.
Just as Xu Fengjiao was about to be disappointed upon hearing that there were no more wolf skins, she couldn't help but smile again upon hearing Wang Haoran's words.
"Okay, let's do it this way. It's not as cold here as in Heilongjiang Province, so we probably won't need the wolfskin coat anymore."
Xu Fengjiao's eyes crinkled with joy.
Zhao Xi and Lu Xianghong's eyes lit up when they heard this. They didn't have any wolf pelts anymore, but most people had wolf pelt coats.
"I still have quite a few wolf pelts. You can ask me for them if you need them!"
Lin Qing smiled and said after hearing what Wang Haoran and Xu Fengjiao said.
"No need. This isn't Heilongjiang Province, and it's not that cold. There's no point in keeping the wolfskin coat. It's better to take it apart."
Xu Fengjiao waved her hand with a smile and said, "Now that we're back in the city, who wants to wear a wolfskin coat anymore?"
Zhao Xi nodded in agreement. Her family had many wolf-skin coats! Hunting was her favorite activity, and besides selling some, she made clothes out of the rest. Her family had not only wolf-skin coats, but also rabbit-skin coats, deer-skin coats, and even bear-skin coats!
"Okay, I'll bring the bag to you tonight. I also have a few other styles here! You can try them on!"
Lin Qing said with a smile.
...
Chatting and laughing all the way, the group quickly arrived at the school, then parted ways to head to their respective classrooms.
...
After returning to the school, Gu Nanxun went directly to the principal's office.
Upon arriving at the principal's office, Gu Nanxun reached out and knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
The principal's voice came from inside.
Gu Nanxun pushed open the door and entered, seeing the principal sitting behind his desk, head down, working on documents. He politely waited for the principal to notice his arrival.
"Please sit down, student. Is there something you need?" The principal looked up, saw Gu Nanxun, and said with a smile.
"Principal, my name is Gu Nanxun. These are my student ID and work ID."
Gu Nanxun reached out and took out his student ID and his work ID, placing them on the principal's desk before getting straight to the point.
Upon hearing this, the principal hurriedly stood up and extended his hand to Gu Nanxun: "I've heard so much about you... I've heard so much about you, so you're Major Gu."
That's right, it's Major Gu. Gu Nanxun has made outstanding contributions over the years and has cultivated batches of talents for the country. He has long been noticed by the national leaders. Even when he wanted to attend a military academy, the country did not suspend his work and gave him many special privileges, including the ability to freely enter and leave the school, not to participate in military training, not to attend classes, only to take the end-of-term exam, and even to graduate early.
Gu Nanxun reached out and shook hands with the principal, then sat down in the chair in front of the principal's desk.
"Major Gu, is there something you need from me?"
The principal smiled and said this after seeing Gu Nanxun sit down in the chair.
Gu Nanxun composed himself and then said, "I came to see the principal this time about military training."
After pausing, Gu Nanxun continued, "I looked into our military training program today, and I believe that as students of a military academy, our training plan should be more rigorous and comprehensive. The current plan may be too simplistic for cultivating future military talent."
Gu Nanxun spoke earnestly, carefully observing the principal's expression as he spoke. The principal's expression remained completely unchanged throughout, leading Gu Nanxun to mutter to himself, "Old fox."
The principal pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "I understand your idea, but this is not the army, nor is it your training base. This is just a school. I may not be able to compare with you in terms of military training, but I do have some experience in school education. The reason for this arrangement is to take into account the differences in students' physical fitness and experience. We cannot conduct overly rigorous training from the beginning."
Gu Nanxun watched as the principal explained to him with a kind face, yet uttered sharp words. He was practically telling Gu Nanxun that he had overstepped his bounds.
Gu Nanxun nodded in understanding, then offered his suggestion: "I know this is a school, and what I said might be a bit presumptuous, but these students are the future hope of our country, and I don't want them to waste their time here. Your considerations are also correct, but the current military training plan could probably be easily completed by a high school student. I don't think this is in line with the military academy's training plan. I suggest we conduct the training in stages. Initially, we can focus on basic physical fitness and discipline training, and then gradually increase the difficulty by incorporating tactical theory learning and combat drills. This way, we can ensure the systematic nature of the training while also ensuring that the students can gradually adapt. What do you think, Principal?"