Chapter 87: Military Training Performance
Twenty days later.
The military training experience for Peking University students has finally come to an end.
Xu Yihuan changed her clothes and returned to her class.
However, because she was not in class for military training, her classmates ignored her when they saw her.
Only Lu Anlan happily circled around Xu Yihuan.
"Huanhuan, you're finally back."
"Wow, you look so handsome in that outfit today! Huanhuan, are you going to the Second Battalion next door later?"
Lu Anlan's kicking skills were poor, so he was eliminated and sent to the physical training camp long ago.
However, I only realized after going there that the physical training camp wasn't as scary as I had imagined; it was just ordinary training.
It's even easier than staying in the company.
Hearing Lu Anlan's words, Xu Yihuan smiled and said, "Yes, I have to go there when the performance starts later."
Just as Lu Anlan was about to continue praising, a shrill voice rang out.
"I really don't know what some people are thinking. They are clearly from the English class, but they insist on being dogs for the math class."
"That's right, they'd rather sacrifice the class's honor for their own."
Xu Yihuan and Lu Anlan followed the gaze.
The group stood around Pei Yutang, and they seemed to have a good relationship.
However, without exception, all of these people were those who had been eliminated and sent to the physical training camp.
Upon hearing this, Lu Anlan immediately became agitated and wanted to go up and yell at them.
Xu Yihuan grabbed her.
He glanced over there and said coldly, "Forget about class honors and individual honors for now. If you can't even stay in the company, then you're really bringing shame to the company."
Then, Xu Yihuan exaggeratedly added, "Someone who keeps talking about honors can't possibly bring shame to the class, right?"
"You!!" The student on the other end of the line was furious upon hearing this.
Lu Anlan was overjoyed.
She had disliked them for a long time.
Although they were all from the physical training camp, these few people always stuck together and formed small cliques.
She doesn't necessarily want to play with them, she just simply doesn't like them!
As soon as Xu Yihuan finished speaking, Lu Anlan immediately followed up, "Oh dear, I admit I embarrassed our class at the physical training camp, but at least I dared to admit it, unlike some people, sigh..."
Lu Anlan glanced at the group of people while pretending to sigh.
The girls were furious and wanted to say something, but Pei Yutang stopped them.
"Alright, that's not going to work. The performance is about to start, so stop making a scene here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the athletes' march began to play on the playground.
School leaders began to enter.
The process was very quick.
After the leaders were seated, the host began his speech.
Dark clouds loom over Beijing today.
The sky was covered by thick, dark clouds, not a ray of light could be seen, and the air was filled with a heavy, oppressive atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing.
In this environment, in order to ensure the smooth running of today's military training performance, the host spoke much faster, and the leaders' speeches were also cut out.
"Finally, let's once again give a warm round of applause to our outstanding alumnus, Mr. Pei Yanzhi!!"
"Due to the weather, the procedures will be simplified. I hereby declare today's military training performance officially open!!"
As the host finished speaking, the companies began to disperse.
The Department of Foreign Languages went first, while the other battalions waited on the sidelines.
The performance proceeded in sequence.
At this moment, on the platform, Pei Yanzhi sat to the left of the principal, while on the other side sat the school's hired head instructor for military training.
Pei Yanzhi leaned back in his chair, supporting his forehead with one hand. His posture was slightly tilted, and even in a relaxed state, his posture was much more upright than that of the people next to him.
He smiled and chatted amiably with the principal next to him.
"Why did Mr. Pei come in person today?"
"Come see my younger sister, she's getting into Peking University this year."
Pei Yanzhi was responding to the principal's words, but his gaze was fixed on the performers below.
Her eyes weren't as gentle as her voice; they were so indifferent that it was hard to tell whether she was even paying attention to the performance.
The principal nodded. He knew about the Pei family's daughter being recommended for admission to the foreign language department, but he didn't expect that the rumors about discord among the three branches of the Pei family were unfounded. Now it seems that the rumors were not credible.
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere fell silent.
I don't know how many performances took place.
Finally, it was time for the mathematics department's performance.
This is a situational drama pieced together by various classes.
It's vaguely clear that the whole scenario is about rescuing hostages and defeating Japan.
The requirements for students' movements are still quite high.
Gunshots rang out continuously on the field, and people were reportedly "hit".
Until the very end, several targets lined up in mid-air.
And in the very center of each target, a balloon was hanging.
One person stands below and needs to use a gun to puncture the air, causing the sequins inside to fall and successfully complete the curtain call.
This was undoubtedly a tense ending.
The person standing below was Xu Yihuan.
Xu Yihuan's face was cold and serious, her eyes fixed only on the targets.
Everyone watched her nervously.
This is it!
On stage, Pei Yanzhi watched this scene with great interest.
"Principal, do you think she can hit the target on her first try?"
The principal sat there lazily; the same programs every year were getting old to him.
At this moment, they heard Pei Yanzhi's question.
The principal sat up straight and answered cautiously.
"I think... there must be no problem."
"Don't let her small size fool you, this little girl has been trained and is able to perform here, so she must be quite talented."
What a joke! He dares to openly belittle the quality of his own students on his own turf.
Of course, we should put it positively!
Upon hearing this, Pei Yanzhi gave him a half-smile, but said nothing.
For a moment, the principal actually felt a little nervous under his gaze.
He stared longingly at the audience, hoping the young girl wouldn't embarrass him.
"Bang bang bang—" Several gunshots rang out in succession, all the balloons burst, and the gold glitter inside fell out successfully.
The curtain call was successfully completed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The principal immediately smiled: "Mr. Pei, did I tell you what I was going to say?"
Pei Yanzhi responded softly, a smile still lingering in his throat.
"Yes, it's very impressive."
The principal felt that Pei Yanzhi's reaction was a bit strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
She turned her head to look at him.
Just then, I saw an instructor walking over with a stack of papers.
The instructor walked straight to the head instructor's office.
"Commander, this is the list of model soldiers submitted by each company. Please take a look. If there are no problems, you can give the order to fill in the names on the award certificates accordingly."
The list is a thick stack of papers, and we haven't had time to do a systematic count yet. Each person's name takes up a whole page.
The head instructor took the list.
I flipped through it casually, preparing to hand it to the instructor and say it was ready.
Pei Yanzhi's voice rang out from the side.
"May I take a look?" Pei Yanzhi asked politely.
"Yes, please take it."
Even the principal spoke to him politely, so the instructors naturally wouldn't refuse.
He quickly and respectfully handed over the list with both hands.
Pei Yanzhi took the list, his long eyelashes drooping, and casually flipped through it.
The sky over the capital was already gloomy, and at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew in unexpectedly.
The list of model workers in Pei Yanzhi's hand rustled in the wind, clamoring as if it wanted to fly away.
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