Chapter 109 Masked Social Ball? A Familiar Figure! ...
"Hello, hello, is this Pei? Sorry, I had a last-minute meeting and I'm a little late, haha," the military academy teacher said breathlessly.
"..."
"Um, how about we go report first?" The teacher looked a little embarrassed when Pei Qing remained silent.
Pei Qing then realized what was happening and shifted her gaze to the person in front of her. "Report? Oh, okay, let's go."
The military academy teacher agreed, but secretly thought to himself that this student, who was supposedly ranked first in the comprehensive examination at the local military academy, was specially instructed by General Lin to be sent in... why does he seem a little dim-witted?
She led Pei Qing into the campus, explaining as they walked through the facial recognition system at the school gate: "Once you've entered your student information, you can pass through facial recognition on your own."
"Okay." Pei Qing obediently agreed. She was new here and didn't know anything. Feng Lin was thoughtful to find someone to guide her. She decided to secretly raise her opinion of Feng Lin a little bit.
"We're here, this is it." The teacher led Pei Qing into a silver-gray building. The elevator went up and finally stopped on the sixth floor.
She knocked on the third door on the right and said, "Martial Arts School, Pei Qing is here to report for duty."
"Come in." A clear female voice called out.
Pei Qing pushed open the door, and behind the large desk, a black-haired, black-eyed woman with a scholarly air was staring at her with a clear and sharp gaze, a fountain pen between her fingers.
"You're Pei Qing? My senior sister mentioned you to me," Principal Wu said.
Before Pei Qing could speak, the person continued, "With so much care from our teacher, it's kind of you, senior sister, to contact me so specially... Could it be that you will become my new junior sister?"
What is this "teachers, senior sisters, junior sisters" nonsense...? Isn't she here to register? This should be the principal, why is she spouting a bunch of nonsensical nonsense? I can't understand a word of it... Pei Qing thought to herself.
However, the principal of the First Army was completely different from what Pei Qing had imagined. She had thought he would be an older soldier, but she was surprised to find that he was so young.
He looked like he was the same age as a student, and his scholarly air made him seem nothing like a soldier. But Pei Qing knew that this Principal Wu must be a soldier, because of his eyes.
Those eyes were clear and bright, with a calmness that came from having seen it all.
"Excuse me, how old are you?" Pei Qing asked curiously.
"Oh?" Principal Wu was surprised to find that Pei Qing had been thinking about this question, a question that hadn't been asked of her for many years.
"You are indeed a very interesting person. No wonder you are favored by the teachers." Principal Wu suddenly smiled, and two fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.
"Stop, stop, stop. Martial arts school, right?" Pei Qing glanced at the nameplate on the desk. "Didn't I come here to register? Why are you talking in a language I don't understand? And who are these teachers and senior sisters you mentioned? Could it be..." Pei Qing suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Oh dear, what if Feng Lin didn't get in through connections in her own name?
She had just said this person was reliable and would give her some credit, and then she turned around and gave Pei Qing such a big surprise. What kind of person is this? So eccentric. Pei Qing took a moment to look and saw that the teacher who brought her here had already left, and only she and this Principal Wu were in the office.
"You don't know who the teacher is? Wasn't it the teacher who arranged for your senior sister to bring you here...? Do you know Lin Qi?" Principal Wu asked. But the problem was, besides the teacher herself, who else could command her stubborn senior sister? Could it be that after not seeing her for several years, her senior sister had changed her ways?
"Lin Qi... ah no..." Pei Qing realized she'd made a mistake as soon as she said it and quickly corrected herself, "To be honest, of course I know him." She tried to appear calm, inwardly cursing Feng Lin. Didn't he know to give her a heads-up beforehand? And what was this about getting her a favor? Who gets favors in such a humiliating way? Being interrogated like a criminal.
"Ha," Principal Wu was no ordinary person; she was a notorious old fox in the military. Apart from her own teacher, no one could outwit her with her sharp tongue or escape her eagle eyes, which were inherited from her family. She could tell at a glance that the young man in front of her did not know Lin Qi, or at least had never met him in person.
This... is really interesting... Wu Yan smiled quietly. She stopped asking Pei Qing questions and simply handed her the student ID before letting her leave.
Pei Qing's lips twitched. Uh, that's it? Then what was she asking all this time? Strange person... Pei Qing muttered to herself as she walked out of the office.
After entering the information, Wu Yan picked up his personal computer and dialed the number of his first contact person, whom he hadn't spoken to in a long time.
"Teacher, you could have just sent someone to contact me directly, why go through my senior sister..."
...
Pei Qing clutched her student ID and followed the instructions to her dormitory. The student ID was actually a thin crystal card with multiple uses: it could be used as a meal card, an access card, a points redemption card, and so on.
When a student ID card is entered, the student's assigned dormitory will be entered. If there is a need to change the dormitory later, the student must apply for approval from the Student Affairs Office in advance. Only after the approval is granted and the original dormitory information is deleted can the change be considered successful.
"Ding!" A notification sound rang out, and Pei Qing picked up her personal computer.
"Pei Qing, please arrive at the auditorium before 5:15 PM. The Freshmen Department will be holding a large masked social dance tonight. Hope you have a great time!"
5:15? Pei Qing glanced at the time subconsciously. Wasn't it almost time? It was already 4:30 in the afternoon. Pei Qing decided to put her dormitory search on hold and go check out that masked social dance party first. It was a novel thing; she had never seen anything like it before.
Huh? As Pei Qing walked, a question suddenly occurred to her. How could they have a social gathering if everyone was masked? Would they really just get together and dance based on feeling, without looking at each other's faces? That would probably be quite interesting.
With the help of navigation, Pei Qing rushed to the social gathering venue before 5:15.
As expected of the Federation's top military academy, the construction is impressive, and so are the students. Pei Qing looked at the well-dressed students entering through the door, then at herself, hastily thrown on a shirt and jeans after getting up, and at that moment, she deeply felt the gap between people... Yeah, right.
Pei Qing, annoyed by the strange looks from the others, went inside wearing clothes inappropriate for the party. If a waiter at the door hadn't stopped her in time and given her a shielding bracelet and mask, she probably would have just walked in brazenly.
A raw, unadorned state on the face.
Pei Qing took the mask and casually put it on her face. Putting everything else aside, this mask was really well covered up; nothing was exposed except for her eyes and mouth.
If you don't speak, you probably wouldn't even recognize a familiar face standing right in front of you. Pei Qing raised the shielding bracelet and looked at it again and again. People kept entering the venue beside her, and she suddenly realized something; her pheromones disappeared.
Logically speaking, in such a large social gathering venue, even if everyone politely restrained their pheromone scents, the smell wouldn't be pleasant. But now the venue was clean and tidy, with only the uniform scent of perfume and the aroma of food and wine, and no other miscellaneous pheromone smells.
This means that people can no longer identify gender using pheromones as before. In other words, if a pair of military academy freshmen get along well at a social event and remove their masks as they leave, the following scenario might occur after they remove their masking bracelets:
Huh? You know A?
What a coincidence, I also have an A.
Just thinking about that scene made Pei Qian want to laugh. You see, although federal law no longer considers same-sex relationships to be illegal, some people still think very old-fashioned and believe that it is the right way and orthodox for an A to be with an O.
AA, BB, and OO relationships were all heretical. In the past, they would have been locked up in prison and subjected to electroshock therapy.
Pei Qing had always scoffed at such old-fashioned ideas, so the person who came up with this freshman social dance was truly a genius, a prodigy.
If given the chance, Pei Qing really hoped to meet her in person and give her a thumbs up! Well done, do it again next time! We need to hold more of these fun and engaging events that break people's defenses! Let's give those old-fashioned, conservative people a good slap in the face!
At that very moment, Wu, who was slacking off at work and sneaking into the federal government teacher's office for tea, suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her nose and said, "Who is it? I've already snuck out, and you're still thinking about me..."
Feng Lin smiled slightly, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "It's probably a former comrade-in-arms who you betrayed, cursing you in prison."
"Likewise, teacher. I owe all those 'achievements' to your meticulous guidance. Thank you so much, teacher. Today, I'll toast you with tea instead of wine." Wu Yan raised his teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
"Is this your excuse to openly drink all my tea?" Feng Lin said with a smile.
"Teacher, you understand me best."
As they spoke, the two foxes, one big and one small, looked at each other and smiled, their expressions mirroring each other.
On the other side, Pei Qing, who had just entered the venue, wandered around aimlessly, looking around in all directions, unsure of where she should go.
Why could she only smell the aroma of food but not see any dining tables? Pei Qing was completely baffled, so she decided to ask someone.
Thinking of this, she casually stopped someone.
Ye Ling was drinking with his friends, still brooding over failing to catch A-Qian online that day. He'd already had five or six drinks, his eyes slightly glazed. Leaning on his friend's shoulder, he poured out his troubles, "Why is that? Why won't she talk to me..."
"Oh my, don't you understand? Of course, they just don't want to talk to you anymore. There's no reason for that... Besides, there are so many people in the world, why do you have to fixate on one of them? What is it about that person that makes you so hung up on them?" The friend was also helpless, but still managed to offer a few words of comfort in his spare time.
I originally thought bringing Ye Ling to the social dance would help her relax and stop her from thinking about online dating all the time, but I didn't expect that it would have been better if she hadn't been distracted at all.
That night, he was forced to listen to Ye Ling's so-called love-hate relationship with her online love interest; his ears were practically calloused from hearing it all.
Just as Ye Ling was about to retort, someone patted her shoulder, and a woman's voice came, "Hello, I'd like to ask where the self-service dining area is?"
He was taken aback; why did that voice sound somewhat familiar?
But Ye Ling's drunken mind didn't allow him to think too much. He looked at the student wearing a black mask across from him and kindly gave him directions, "Go up the stairs over there, then turn right."
"Okay, thanks a lot. Have a good time, classmate."
Pei Qian casually thanked her and patted the person who gave her directions on the shoulder in a familiar manner, as if she were the organizer of the dance.
The voice of the person giving directions sounded somewhat familiar. Looking at the dazzling blond hair, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in Pei Qing's mind.
Unfortunately, she was too busy having food to think much about it and turned to go upstairs.
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