Except for the group led by the three of them who went to drink soup, the people led by other instructors basically did not move.

Some instructors even told the soldiers under their command not to drink the soup.

Of course there are people who like to drink soup. When asked why, the instructor hesitated and didn't give a clear explanation.

Finally, I just said it was for their own good.

After all, several people were suddenly arranged to come down for military training this time, and they were divided into two factions.

They didn't know anything about these people's background, although the other few people believed that female classmate.

But they didn't trust those people, and they didn't dare let the students drink the soup. If something went wrong after drinking it, who would they blame?

But no matter which group it is, there will always be a few troublemakers.

Some students did not listen to the instructor and ran to secretly scoop two spoonfuls of soup and drink it.

After drinking the soup, they felt like they had woken up from a nap, and they were refreshed and energetic! Because it was the first day at the military training base and it was pouring rain, their task in the afternoon was to stack tofu cubes.

Many instructors looked at the people they were leading, and they felt as if each of them had their energy sucked away by a vixen, but they were not surprised.

Because they have long been accustomed to it.

What’s surprising is that there are still a few people in the class who are full of energy and have no problems at all.

The instructor at the base went to the dormitory of the company led by Huo Lu and his two companions and found that their students were listening attentively to how the instructor folded the quilts.

There was no tired or drowsy look on his face.

Then the instructors returned to their own companies, grabbed those energetic boys, and asked them if they had drunk soup at noon. Finally, the instructors concluded that the soup did have magical effects.

Instructor Li: "Instructor Huo, is the soup from lunch today still available in the evening?"

Huo Lu lowered his head and looked at the English book of strange events in his hand. "You should go ask the cafeteria. The chefs will tell you if there will be soup in the evening."

Instructor Luo: "...Instructor Huo, you know we are not talking about the soup made by the cafeteria lady."

Huo Qing sat aside without saying anything.

What could he say? This time he was accompanied by his long-time colleague and friend.

In the end, Huo Qing was fine because he was given a bowl of soup.

But his good friend Lin Changzhou was worried, so he didn't drink the soup.

As a result, he now regrets his decision because he feels weak all over his body, as if his bones have softened.

No matter how the instructors wasted their breath, Huo Lu pretended not to hear them.

Finally, Huo Qing couldn't stand it anymore. He went to Dormitory 420 in person and found Yan Jun who was staring at others folding quilts.

When Huo Qing arrived at 4:20, a block of tofu had already been placed in front of Yan Jun.

She was the only one in the entire dormitory who had folded her quilt. The others folded their quilts without any edges, and then had to take them apart and fold them again.

Huo Qing walked into Room 420. The students inside looked at his instructor uniform and greeted him in unison.

"Hello, instructor!"

No matter what his last name is, just call him instructor.

Huo Qing looked at Yan Jun, his tone full of respect.

"Student Yan, can we go out and talk for a while?"

Yan Jun shook his head and said no.

Huo Qing: ...

Huo Qing took a deep breath and said, "Student Yan, it's my fault today at noon. I'm sorry."

Huo Qing bowed 90 degrees to apologize.

Yan Jun: "You are not wrong. On the contrary, your starting point is for the good of others. The only mistake is that we are in different camps. You go back! I will come early for dinner."

When Huo Qing heard this, a smile appeared on his face from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan."