Chapter 241, page 240: The Villain?
The first day of military training at Tsinghua University was no different from other schools. Apart from standing at attention under the sun, we practiced standing at ease, standing at attention, and various turning techniques.
If there's an unlucky student who keeps making mistakes, the instructor will pull them out of the group and have them demonstrate the training content in front of everyone.
The initial excitement of military training vanished completely after an hour of standing at attention. Countless people complained bitterly; even someone like Jiang Xia, who had three layers of sanitary napkins inside his canvas shoes, experienced intense soreness in his heels.
The worst off was probably Luo Peng. He was incredibly muscular, and the military training was already several times more difficult than for others, plus he constantly faced special attention from the instructors.
If he can't stand at attention properly, or kick his legs straight, while others relax and rest, he has to do push-ups on the spot with perfect form. If the instructor isn't satisfied, he has to do 20 more.
While everyone else was drenched in sweat that afternoon, he was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through and then quickly evaporated under the sun, leaving behind obvious salt stains.
Jiang Xia joked that while others put in sweat, he only poured out oil.
Luo Peng felt a sharp pang in his heart; he actually hoped that under such intense training, he could lose several dozen kilograms.
As the sun began to set and its blazing rays faded into the afterglow, the afternoon's military training was about to end. Under everyone's expectant gaze, the instructor finally shouted the words "Dismissed."
The freshmen, who had been tormented all afternoon, suddenly collapsed to the ground as if all their strength had been drained, trying their best to recover their energy.
Are you alright?
Su Qing looked over. He felt that the intensity of today's military training was okay. In fact, because his posture was too standard, the instructor made him the first soldier.
"Phew, not bad, just my legs are a little sore. You should worry about Lao Luo instead." Jiang Xia sat on the ground and rubbed his calves.
The two turned to look, and Luo Peng was lying on the ground like a dead pig, panting heavily, looking utterly hopeless from the torture inflicted by the instructor.
Su Qing chuckled. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall and weighed only 150 kilograms. With Luo Peng's weight, military training would indeed be difficult for him.
He lay on the ground for several dozen seconds before slowly getting up, leaving a visible human-shaped sweat stain on the rubber floor.
"Okay, Aunt Su, you keep an eye on Lao Luo, I'm going to find a wife." Jiang Xia said, getting up and walking towards the girl across the street.
Although military training is gender-neutral, the instructors are quite considerate of the girls. Each training session is shorter, and the rest time is longer. There is almost no physical punishment for the entire platoon, which makes the boys next door extremely envious.
Are you tired?
Lin Yanwan handed him the bottled water. She had seen Jiang Xia's platoon do push-ups several times that afternoon, starting with 50 each time.
Jiang Xia took the water bottle, tilted his head back and drank several large gulps, wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile, "It's okay now, but it will probably hurt a lot tomorrow."
"Go back to the dorm and apply hot water for a while to relax your muscles," Lin Yanwan said, raising her hand to pinch his arm and gently kneading it. This action made many boys envious.
Song Qingshu glanced over there. He and some other boys had been secretly discussing which girls on the other side were very pretty, since military uniforms could hide some of their good looks. But Lin Yanwan was one of the very few girls who looked stunning even in military training uniform.
Who wouldn't like a girl who is beautiful, has a great figure, and a gentle personality?
I was originally planning to go over and strike up a conversation, to see if there was a chance to have a meal together and make friends, but I didn't expect someone to beat me to it, and they were quite close.
He slowly walked to Su Qing's side and asked casually, "Brother Su, is that Jiang Xia? Who is the girl next to him? They seem to get along quite well."
Su Qing turned her head and looked at him, then said calmly, "Of course we have a good relationship, as he is Jiang Xia's wife."
Wife?
Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and said with some disbelief, "No way, it's only the beginning of the semester."
The underlying meaning is that even getting to know each other takes time, so how could they possibly start dating so quickly?
Su Qing saw through his thoughts at a glance. He just wanted to get to know his brother's wife because she was pretty, but he didn't point it out.
"You think it's just a few days, but for others it's been more than ten years from childhood to adulthood."
Forget about the implications; the other person is already taken.
Song Qingshu understood what he meant. He was surprised to learn that the two of them were childhood sweethearts and had both been admitted to top universities in the country. This was quite rare.
"I see." Song Qingshu nodded slightly, then turned and left.
After walking a dozen meters, several people quickly followed.
"How's it going, Tree Bro? What's the situation with those two?"
"Don't even think about it. They're childhood sweethearts, and their relationship is incredibly good."
"So what if you're childhood sweethearts? As long as you swing your hoe well, you can dig up a married woman. Besides, that girl is a real gem."
Song Qingshu glanced at him, chuckled softly, and then quickly left.
Su Qing slowly withdrew his gaze. He hadn't had a good impression of Song Qingshu when he introduced himself earlier. Sure enough, character has nothing to do with academic performance. No matter how well you do on tests, you can't escape the nature of a scumbag.
Looking up, Su Qing saw Jiang Xia walking over chatting and laughing with four girls. She patted Luo Peng, signaling him to get ready to leave.
On the way to the cafeteria, he whispered to Jiang Xia, "Song Qingshu came to ask me about your relationship with your wife. I told him that you two are childhood sweethearts, and he nodded and left. Then I secretly observed for a while and found that several boys around him were talking about your wife."
Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes. Many boys have the habit of secretly discussing girls' appearances, and he has even seen many openly fantasize about a certain woman. However, when this happened to him, it just didn't feel quite right.
Hopefully, he's just asking and won't do anything disgusting like poaching someone's partner.
"I understand." He nodded gently, keeping it in mind.
Sometimes he just thinks it's stupid of those people to have designs on his wife. He and Lin Yanwan are bound together across two lifetimes, a relationship that has been intertwined countless times. Under these circumstances, if someone still tries to steal her away, isn't that just asking for humiliation?
When they arrived at the cafeteria, almost no one had an appetite; they were quite full after just a little porridge.
Jiang Xia looked around the hall and actually found Song Qingshu and his group. They were chatting and laughing, glancing at him every now and then.
Jiang Xia raised an eyebrow slightly. As a reborn person, is it true that everyone will encounter such a stupid villain?
But my wife and I are both reborn, so how can you win?
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