Chapter 111 New Life
Facts proved that Lily's guess was correct. Wen Le had indeed stabbed the squad leader full of thorns.
It turns out that you can't just set goals casually, otherwise you will be slapped in the face.
When the squad leader was thrown to the ground by Wen Le again, he was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself. It was so humiliating. He thought that the other person was a passive idiot who was beaten, but he didn't expect that the reality was reversed and he became the one who was beaten.
What's more, he was beaten in front of the whole class, which was a complete disgrace.
As for the initial thought of beating the other person to tears, Wen Le had already beaten him to pieces. The students in Class A who were watching also opened their mouths wide, staring at what was happening before their eyes in amazement, unable to believe that what they were seeing was actually happening.
Where's the promised airborne idiot who's here to gild his reputation? They're all scammers. Why were they pretending to be so innocent when they're so capable? Playing the pig to eat the tiger isn't the way to go. Can't people just have a little more trust in each other?
Instructor Li was also a bit surprised by this. He hadn't expected Wen Le to be so skilled in combat. Although he had read Wen Le's profile, he had always assumed he was only good at making medicine, and that his escape had been entirely aided by potions. He hadn't expected him to be so well-hidden, and to have been hiding his true abilities.
Instructor Li subconsciously rubbed his chin as he thought of this. This kid was very adaptable. He had originally considered giving him some time to adapt, but now it seemed unnecessary. He just followed the training methods of the others.
Such a happy decision~
"Alright, stop it," Instructor Li said, seeing the two men were almost done fighting. The winner had already been decided, and continuing the fight was pointless. It would only make the squad leader lose face in front of the students. This was not what he wanted to see.
Tsk, I originally wanted to teach Wen Le a lesson, but in the end, nothing happened to him and instead he beat up his squad leader. I miscalculated.
Instructor Li stared at the two of them unhappily for two seconds and said, "I see you both have plenty of energy."
Done, time to practice again!
This was the thought that all the students in Class A had simultaneously. They knew this great devil too well. Every time he said this, it meant extra practice. If he didn't let them practice extra one day, it would seem like he would be letting himself down.
Wen Le wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and sighed inwardly: Sure enough, all teachers are the same, they torture their students to death, and Teacher Hu showed this point particularly vividly. Now it seems that the instructor he is working for is also an expert, no ordinary person.
Wen Le later complained to his friends, and Xu Dongdong, holding a chocolate bar in her mouth, said with a vicissitudes of life: "Actually, the principle is the same. Just like all the fathers in the world want to break their sons' legs, the same goes for teachers."
Li Zhenzhen did say something fair: "The instructor is doing this for your own good. There's a saying that goes, 'The more you sweat in peacetime, the less you bleed on the battlefield.'"
Wen Le: "We all understand the truth, but it's hard to accept when it happens to us."
He now trains hard every day and feels like a lump of pickled cabbage fished out of a vegetable jar. It couldn't be more miserable.
Lily said, "You can't handle this little training? You started school a few months later than us. Be content."
Wen Le: “…” What he said made so much sense that he was speechless.
…
Let’s get back to the topic.
Instructor Li showed his big white teeth to the students and said, "Then go to the gravity room and run ten laps."
Who said he couldn't smile? Wasn't his smile quite kind? Instructor Li was internally very pleased with his performance. He knew he had to treat these students with the warmth of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves... no, a spring breeze, soothing them and influencing them with love.
So he is really a gentle person.
The next time someone spreads a rumor that he is a black-faced devil who never smiles, he will definitely duel with him.
By the way, he has a date today, and after these greenhorns finish their training, he will have plenty of time to dress up.
I wonder what kind of girl the matchmaker on the dating website will introduce to him this time. It's quite exciting.
The students in Class A saw the instructor's expression and immediately started making faces:
Yo yo yo ~ The big devil must be going on a blind date again today. Guess how many minutes the girl can hold out before dumping him this time?
Come on, place your bets, and don't hesitate! As usual, the loser washes their socks.
Take a gamble!
twice!
If you are a man, you can’t be a coward, seven times!
…
Hey, why is the Great Devil so obsessed with blind dates? Wouldn't that just be like telling everyone he's a Saint Seiya? Besides, with his appearance, it's a good thing a girl wouldn't be scared to tears. Who would dare to continue dating him? Why bother?
That's not true. At least a blind date offers a chance to find a partner. What if a girl who's desperate and unwilling to accept the situation falls for him? But if you don't go on a blind date, there's definitely no chance at all.
Isn't there a female teacher? We can digest it internally.
The male-to-female ratio of teachers in our school is ten to one. Those female teachers are so popular. For every one that appears, there are ten wolves eager to snatch her away. The competition is so fierce. If the big devil really waits for a pie in the sky to fall into his mouth, he will probably starve to death.
Blah blah...
Wen Le: Is it really okay for you to gossip about the instructor behind his back like this? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the Big Devil?
As expected, one should never underestimate the gossiping abilities of students, even those from the most serious military academy. When they really start gossiping, it's even more explosive.
…
Wen Le was exhausted after a whole day of training with his classmates. However, he couldn't lie down and rest right after returning home. He still had to attend two hours of professional classes.
They were in the combat department, primarily dealing with mechas. They were currently learning theoretical knowledge about mechas, including their maintenance and construction. Wen Le had no prior experience with these subjects, so he had to start from scratch. This severely delayed his progress, and to catch up, he had to grit his teeth and study theory every day.
Every time he felt so miserable that he wanted to die.
This is like assigning a liberal arts student to a science class and asking him to study science, but this liberal arts student's condition is particularly severe. You can imagine how painful it is.
Fortunately, Wen Le’s roommates are all classmates, and they can encourage each other.
Because Wen Le had shown off his impressive fighting prowess during the day, his roommates were eager to make friends with him. They all took the initiative to introduce themselves.
"My name is Haiyang, I'm 22 years old. My parents gave me this name because my family lives by the sea. Actually, my last name is not Hai, it's Wen, but the name on my household registration is Haiyang. From now on, you can just call me by that name."
After Haiyang finished introducing himself, the shorter, baby-faced guy next to him followed suit, saying, "My name is Du Yu. I'm 25 years old and the oldest in our dorm. You can call me brother. I'll be your guardian from now on." He then reached out and hooked his arm around Wen Le's neck in a familiar manner, "Brother, do you want to place a bet? It's really fun."
Seeing this, Haiyang quickly reached out and pulled him off Wen Le. "Hurry up and pull him off! He's still a kid, don't teach him bad things." It was a close call; he almost let the guy spill the beans about their private bets with the instructor. He didn't know what his new roommate was like, and he was just trying to get him to bet on anything. What if the kid let it slip and the big boss got wind of it?
They will definitely be beaten to death by the big devil!
The scene is chilling just thinking about it.
Wen Le was speechless, thinking that this guy was too familiar. He asked him to bet on the first meeting. How could it be good? He couldn't help but doubt his future roommate.
"Don't listen to him." Qi Hao, who had been silent, spoke up, "Hello, my name is Qi Hao, I'm also 25 years old, but I'm three months older than Du Yu." So don't listen to what that chatterbox Du Yu says, he is the oldest in the whole dormitory and the well-deserved big brother of 502.
Wen Le reintroduced himself to his roommates: "Hello, my name is Wen Le, I'm seventeen years old. Um..." After hesitating for a moment, Wen Le said truthfully, "I'm a therapist."
"You're the three-star healer, right?" Du Yu suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead. "I was wondering why you looked so familiar. Turns out you're Wen Le!"
As he spoke, he circled around Wen Le and said, "You really can't judge a person by his appearance. I didn't expect that little Wen Le, you are so amazing."
Haiyang and Qi Hao hadn't expected their new roommate to be so influential. At first, they thought Wen Le looked familiar, but they didn't dare think anything more about it. They didn't expect him to be a real person, and even more so, they didn't expect Wen Le's fighting skills to be so impressive.
It turns out that their success is no accident. It is hard not to succeed if they work so hard.
Wen Le smiled shyly: "I am that Wen Le." Then he was shocked by Du Yu's "little Wen Le". He twitched his lips and couldn't help but said: "Just call me Wen Le, no need to add a little word..."
"But you are so young, only seventeen years old! Oh my God, I feel like an adult like me has become an uncle." Du Yu said as he was about to come over and hook his arms around Wen Le's neck, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was blocked by Haiyang and Qi Hao on the left and right.
Are you kidding? This is a three-star therapist! A living one! We can't let this idiot scare her away. This idiot is so shameless! How could he touch someone after just one meeting? He'd scare the kids.
Qi Hao raised his wrist to check the time and said, "Class time is almost up, everyone, stop talking and get ready for class."
If they were caught eating, their class marks would be deducted, and class marks were related to the salary of the homeroom teacher. Their homeroom teacher of Class A was the big devil. If the big devil knew that they were late for class because of chatting, he would probably use them as punching bags.
Even Du Yu became serious when talking about class, and quickly opened the computer to input his student ID and punch in.
"Wen Le, open the campus network, click on the small window for the first-year combat department class, and enter your student ID." Du Yu was worried that Wen Le wouldn't understand and would miss class, so he hurried over to teach him. "From now on, when you're not on a mission, you must attend class every night. Don't be late. Being late once will result in a class point deduction. If the Big Devil finds out... you can imagine the consequences."
Wen Le didn't even have to think about it, the consequences would definitely be serious.
As he logged in and punched in, waiting for class, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "What if I miss a day?"
Swish!
The three roommates all looked at Wen Le and said in unison: "Then you can just wait to be buried alive by the big devil!"
"Ahem, the big devil is our instructor, don't tell anyone." Du Yu warned worriedly.
Wen Le showed an "I understand" expression and said: "This nickname is very vivid." He almost broke his leg from hard training on the first day of reporting. He really lived up to the reputation of the Big Devil.
Upon hearing this, the three roommates showed Wen Le a satisfied expression. Du Yu even gave Wen Le a thumbs-up and said, "This kid is teachable~"
…
It was just daybreak outside when the wake-up call rang out from the bedside. Wen Le was half asleep and thought someone had turned on the alarm clock. He couldn't help but say, "Whoever turned on the alarm clock, turn it off!" Damn, how can I sleep when it's so noisy in the morning?
"Hurry up and get up. If you are late for the gathering, you will be punished by the big devil!" Du Yu, who had already put on his clothes, fell on Wen Le like a mountain, almost making him wet his pants.
Suddenly, I woke up. I remembered I was no longer free and had to go to morning exercises every day. Without thinking too much, I quickly got up and hurriedly got dressed. I barely had time to brush my teeth or even wash my face before Du Yu dragged me out of the dormitory.
"My quilt!" The quilt wasn't made yet! Even if he didn't have common sense, he still knew to make it every morning. What if the inspection team came to check the dormitory and saw his bed was a mess like a doghouse? Wouldn't they kick him out with the quilt?
Although he wanted to leave, being kicked out in this way would be humiliating. He thought Mr. Tiger would skin him alive.
He didn't even dare to imagine the expression on Mr. Tiger's face.
"I've folded it for you," Haiyang said. "That's it for today. I'll teach you how to fold the quilt when we get home tonight." Haiyang followed Du Yu's footsteps and ran towards the playground. "You came too late and missed the freshman orientation. You'll have to learn it slowly. Don't worry, we will teach you."
After all, they are in the same dormitory, and if the dormitory is deducted points, all four of them will be in trouble.
Qi Hao caught up with Wen Le from behind and put his hat on his head: "Don't forget to wear your hat, otherwise you will lose points for your appearance."
Wen Le: “Thank you…”
He really wants to leave here, woooo.
This morning was a chaotic one. He hadn't slept long enough before being woken up. He missed the days when he could sleep until he woke up naturally...
Fortunately, although the four people in dormitory 502 arrived late, they were not late. They got away with it after being scolded by Instructor Li with a stern face.
It was only then that Wen Le secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
…
I don't know who spread the news, but within that morning, Wen Le's identity as a three-star therapist became known to the whole school. When he went to the cafeteria for lunch at noon, he once again felt the sourness of being the center of attention.
Lily took the meal tray and sat next to Wen Le. She asked him with a smile: "How does it feel to be noticed?"
Wen Le curled his lips: "Not very good."
With Lily's presence, the gazes that were already focused on Wen Le and the others became even more intense. Those fiery gazes were fixed on Wen Le, as if they wanted to poke him into a sieve.
Wen Le even heard the discussion of several seniors at the next table: "What's so good about this pretty boy that our beauty actually took the initiative to sit next to him." At the same time, their eyes looking at Wen Le became sharp.
Wen Le felt uncomfortable being stared at by these animals, and his expression was stiff.
"Do you... know each other?" Du Yu, always a husky, asked tremblingly. At the beginning of the school year, he had been so rude that he couldn't help but tease Lily, gaining a little verbal advantage, and ended up being pinned to the ground and rubbed hard by this little sister.
Later, it even developed to the point where he would beat him up every time he saw him, and even the tough-minded Du Yu was scared of being beaten up. Now, when he saw Lily, he would reflexively feel pain all over his body.
My body couldn't help shaking.
and……
He really wants to go to the toilet...嘤嘤嘤...
Haiyang and Qi Hao also looked uncomfortable. Lily was best known for her fighting prowess, which matched her looks. It was no exaggeration to say that all the men in Class A, save for the instructor, had been pinned to the ground by this little fairy. And yet, Lily was the only girl in Class A so far...
In other words, all the male students in Class A have been beaten by her.
Qi Hao sometimes couldn't understand why she, who looked so petite and sweet, could be so violent. She was also incredibly good at fighting. She'd even had the faces of the boys in Class A ripped off and stomped on by this little fairy. It was truly humiliating.
But those ignorant beasts from other classes were still fantasizing about her in private, naming her the belle of the combat department and worshipping her as a goddess. They were simply not knowing the consequences of their own actions.
However, the female title is indeed true, but the word "war" should be added between the word "goddess".
"Didn't I tell you? Lily and I grew up together." As he said this, he glanced at the people at the next table, "Childhood sweethearts~" You little bastards, I let you keep thinking about our little fairy, but you don't even take a piss and look at yourself. You still have the nerve to come close to me when you look like a mess?
Sure enough, as soon as the words were spoken, the faces of the seniors at the next table turned green.
Wen Le felt secretly happy when he saw this.
If Li Zhenzhen were here, she would find that Wen Le's current demeanor is exactly the same as her father's, especially when she is alone with a boy.
At the same time, Du Yu was also following the green face. He looked at Wen Le with pity: "Then you must have been beaten a lot, right?" It's so pitiful. Other people's childhood sweethearts are all gentle and cute little cuties. His childhood sweethearts are actually tigresses. No one can do this as a man.
Wen Le touched his nose. How should he respond to this?
This is embarrassing.
Lily waved her fist at Du Yu and threatened, "Are you looking for a beating?"
Du Yu was so scared that he reflexively shrank his neck.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
