Chapter 237, Section 236: Unexpected Skills
After breakfast, with Jiang Xia and Lin Yanwan as a bridge, the eight people from the two dormitories walked together toward the East Campus playground.
Zhou Zijian and Zhao Ning were both a little excited. There were too few girls in their class, and walking with the beauties from the School of Economics and Management made them feel light as a feather.
But the girls were clearly not interested in the two of them. Tang Qiuting followed behind Lin Yanwan with her head down the whole way, Si Si had a calm expression, and only Cui Jiaying would occasionally say a few words to Su Qing.
A dozen minutes later, the group arrived at the East Campus playground, where a large number of people had already gathered. They then split up to find their class advisors.
The art academy had too few students, so the large group was right by the playground. Jiangxia's class only had ten students in total, and they didn't even need the class monitor to organize them. The ten students stood in a row obediently, and they were much shorter than the class next door.
So, at the vice dean's request, the entire college of more than two hundred people gathered into a square formation, which finally looked somewhat like a real military training exercise. It is estimated that the subsequent military training will be divided into two companies. I just don't know if Tsinghua University's military training will be separated by gender.
"How was it? Not too difficult, right?" Jiang Xia asked in a low voice.
At that moment, Luo Peng stood right in front of him. This fat man, who was over 1.75 meters tall and weighed an estimated 180 kilograms, could perfectly block other people's view.
"Well, it's not difficult, but it will probably take a few more days to fully adapt," Luo Peng said.
Ultimately, those who can get into Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts have a solid foundation in art, and simple character designs like Tom and Jerry are relatively easy for them to master.
"Haha, good luck! By the way, let me introduce you, Su Qing, he joined too, just like you."
Luo Peng paused for a moment, then looked up at the person behind Jiang Xia. He had a good impression of Su Qing, who seemed to be an outstanding person in every way. He didn't expect that Su Qing would also join Jiang Xia's studio.
"Hello."
"Hello," Su Qing said with a smile.
The two exchanged a few quiet words about their drawing experiences, and before they knew it, it was 8 o'clock. The athletes' march played over the loudspeaker, and upon hearing this familiar music, the students from each college quickly lined up in formation. After the music ended, the vast playground was completely silent.
What followed was the same old speech from the principal, starting with best wishes for the start of the school year, then moving on to the school's faculty and education system, then to Tsinghua's humanities and history, and finally rambling on about life, studies, and all sorts of other aspects for over an hour.
Jiang Xia felt sleepy listening to the speech, and he was also annoyed by standing in the sun for so long. He finally made it to the end of the principal's speech, but then another school leader came up and started talking non-stop.
Then came the teacher representatives and the senior student representatives, who all spoke about things related to studying.
As it was already past 10 a.m., a military leader in uniform took the microphone and first extended heartfelt congratulations to the students on behalf of all the officers and soldiers in charge of the training. He then delivered a long and inspiring military training declaration, clarifying the purpose and significance of the university military training.
Jiang Xia sighed silently. Thinking about Tsinghua University's historical issues and its ironclad rule—to work for the health of the motherland for fifty years—he guessed that this military training would definitely be extraordinary. He would finally get to experience live-fire shooting, something he had never done before.
Another twenty minutes passed before the military leaders finished their speeches. Then a group of instructors walked up to the various formations and began to form them up.
The boys and girls were indeed separated. There were fewer than fifty girls in the art academy, which made up one platoon, while the remaining boys were divided into four platoons. They were then led away by their respective instructors to find military training locations.
Luo Peng looked distressed; he didn't know how much of his extra weight would be left after military training.
Losing weight should be a happy thing, but the process is terrible, especially for overweight people. Others can stand at attention for an hour, but they can only stand for twenty minutes at most, and they might become the instructor's main target.
To Jiang Xia's surprise, he and Lin Yanwan were actually on the same basketball court, and right next to each other. It was clear that the God of Love had quietly put his magic to work again.
"At 2 PM, still in this spot, everyone remember to change into your military training uniforms. Boys are not allowed to have long hair; everyone must have a buzz cut, or I'll personally cut your heads with scissors. Did you all hear me!"
"I heard you."
"You sound so weak, didn't you eat breakfast? Speak louder!"
"I heard you!"
"Very well, dismissed now."
Upon hearing this, the freshmen immediately relaxed and dispersed one by one. They had been standing under the sun for more than three hours, and were exhausted and hot. Many of them could not stand it.
Jiang Xia rubbed his sore calves, glanced at Su Ma, who seemed perfectly fine. This showed how the difference in physical fitness was becoming apparent despite their usual training.
He turned to look at his wife's platoon, and after shouting "Kill!" a few times, they finally dispersed.
He quickly went to greet her, and when he saw Jiang Xia, the three girls from her dormitory tactfully stepped aside.
"Are you alright? Does your foot hurt?"
"Hmm, it doesn't hurt much, it's just very hot."
Lin Yanwan wiped the sweat from her neck with a tissue. The sun was so strong that no matter how many layers of sunscreen she sprayed, it wouldn't help. By the time military training was over, her skin would probably be a shade darker.
"The military training will continue until the 20th, a total of three weeks. It's going to be tough," she sighed.
Although the instructors are generally more friendly to the girls, their physical fitness and physique are relatively inferior to the boys', so they will also be very tired.
"Let's go eat."
"Mmm." Lin Yanwan nodded; she was already starving.
Following the crowd to the cafeteria, several people each got their favorite dishes, filling a small round table.
“Handsome Jiang, your flowing 3/7 parting doesn’t look right. You should get it cut, right?” Cui Jiaying glanced at Su Qing a few times, then turned to tease Jiang Xia about his hair.
“Yeah, after we eat we have to go to the student community to get a haircut, and I guess we’ll have to wait in line for ages,” Jiang Xia couldn’t help but sigh.
There are probably more than 3,000 freshmen at Tsinghua University this year. The number of girls is estimated to be only 30%, while more than half of the boys probably don't have short hair. Fortunately, there are quite a few barbershops on campus, so on average, it takes about half an hour to get a haircut.
Fortunately, Su's mother's hair was about the same length as his, so she also needed to get it cut. At least she would have company. If she couldn't get it cut, they would be punished together.
"Brother Jiang Xia, I... I can cut hair," Tang Qiuting suddenly said in a very soft voice.
Immediately, everyone turned to look at her, their eyes filled with shock. This girl actually knew such a skill?
“I have a younger brother who is still in junior high school. I have always cut his hair since he was a child.”
Tang Qiuting said weakly.
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