"Attention! At ease!"
"Attention! At ease!"
"Attention! Squat down!"
"Hey? You don't know to report when you make a mistake?"
"Report!"
"Report!"
"Report!"
"......"
Under the scorching sun, a group of fair-skinned freshmen were being roasted like wooden stakes.
As instructors, they patrol the ranks, correcting their movements.
"Hey brave man, do you think your Captain America-style butt isn't eye-catching enough? Squeeze it tighter!"
"Huh? I know I'm handsome, but you don't need to keep your eyes glued to me!"
"Hey, where did you buy this sunscreen? Your face looks like a plaster wall."
"......"
College students are indeed physically fragile; some collapsed after standing at attention for less than twenty minutes.
There were over a thousand freshmen, and in just twenty minutes, twenty or thirty people, mostly girls, were sitting in that shady spot.
"This batch of freshmen isn't good enough; they're not as strong as the batch of first-year high school students I taught last year." A tall, thin instructor shook his head.
“Hey, don’t judge them by our standards. Just complete the task and don’t cause any trouble,” another instructor said.
"That's true."
During the break, the instructors asked everyone to showcase their talents.
"Two brave warriors, or even a princess, will do. Show us your talents, and you can stand at attention for ten minutes less next class," the instructor said cheerfully.
With a generous reward in hand, brave men will surely emerge. After a moment of mutual apprehension, one of the boys finally stood up.
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Si. Although I am good-looking, I don't have many talents and I don't know many songs. So, I'll sing 'Unity is What You Make'," the boy said with a smile.
"Hahaha."
Everyone burst out laughing.
This guy is really funny. He has a plain face, but he confidently says he's good-looking. He's a real genius!
"Hey kid, putting aside your looks, there's something wrong with the song title you're using. Are you trying to say that unity is strength?" the instructor said to Zhang Si, half-laughing and half-crying.
Zhang Si nodded: "Yes, unity is your mother."
"Pfft! Strength, Le Yi Li, Le Yi Liang Liang, Strength!" the instructor corrected, somewhat exasperated.
“You brew it!” Zhang Si said, looking at him honestly.
Instructor: "......"
"Haha, Lao Yu, your company is really interesting. How about we switch places?" the instructor next door laughed out loud.
The instructor looked annoyed and said to Zhang Si, "Fine, fine, you can stay over there."
Zhang Si chuckled: "Instructor, how about I perform another one? I can also pray for rain, and it's pretty effective."
"Get out! Get as far away as the moon."
"That military posture."
"You stand for ten minutes longer than everyone else."
"......"
In the shade, Jiang Yumeng and Du Keke sat together, both covered in sweat.
"It's so hot, and I feel sticky all over. I really want to take a shower," Du Keke complained with a resentful expression.
She's a wealthy young lady, how could she have ever suffered from being exposed to the scorching sun?
Jiang Yumeng was completely dejected, listlessly wiping her sweat with a tissue.
She had applied sunscreen to her face, but the high temperature made it impossible; a few strands of hair on her forehead were already wet.
Just then, a boy came up to the two women with a smile, carrying two glasses of water and handing them to them: "Ladies, have some water."
The boy wasn't Ye Gao from before, but from another class; he was fairly good-looking.
They are provided with free bottled water and disposable cups during military training.
If a boy is being overly attentive, most people would definitely agree.
However, Jiang Yumeng politely declined, saying, "No, thank you. I'm not thirsty."
The boy's face stiffened. He wasn't stupid; when the girl refused, he understood that she was not only rejecting his water, but also him as a person.
He looked at Du Keke.
The latter smiled and said, "Do you think I would accept something that someone else has rejected?"
The boy ran away in shame.
The two women acted as if nothing had happened, numbly waiting for the exercise class to begin.
"So? Got rejected, huh?"
The boy's friend smiled jokingly at him.
The boy sighed, "Beautiful girls really aren't that easy to pursue."
His friend patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't overthink it. Girls like that are not for us. She's obviously a rich heiress and so beautiful. How could we losers possibly be able to pursue her?"
"I still have four years of university left, take it slow. There are so many girls out there, I'll find someone eventually."
Hearing this, the boy could only helplessly let it go.
"What kind of guy will this kind of girl end up with?"
Just as everyone was wondering, a boy walked over from not far away.
The boy had slightly long bangs and was handsome; he attracted the attention of both men and women almost instantly.
"So handsome! Is that your senior?"
"Does Northwest University even have such handsome guys? I knew I came to the right place!"
"He's walking towards us. Will we be able to get his WeChat?"
"I really want to take her home and have her babies!"
"Where is he handsome? He's just a little taller, a little stronger, and has a little fairer skin than me."
"Stop talking, we should accept God's arrangement."
"......"
On the other side, Jiang Yumeng and Du Keke, who were sitting in the shade, also noticed Gu Fan walking towards them and became quite excited.
"Mengmeng, your future husband has come to see you!"
Du Keke excitedly shook Jiang Yumeng's arm.
The latter blushed and said shyly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
At this moment, under everyone's gaze, Gu Fan walked up to Jiang Yumeng, looked at her with a slight smile, and asked, "How are you? Can you still take it?"
Jiang Yumeng complained somewhat aggrievedly, "It's so sunny. This military training is almost turning me into dried meat."
Gu Fan smiled and offered the drinks he had brought: "I brought you lemonade with a little ice, but it's not too cold. It'll be enough to cool you down."
Jiang Yumeng's big eyes lit up with surprise: "Thank you, senior!"
She was both happy and touched that her senior braved the scorching sun to bring her lemonade.
"Hehe, is there one for me too? Thank you, senior." Du Keke saw there were two cups and took one without any hesitation.
Not bad, not bad. Senior is quite savvy. I should help him out in the future.
This scene was witnessed by others, who were filled with envy.
That's great, she even has a boyfriend who specially brings her refreshing tea to cool her down. Unlike them, she can only watch others be happy.
Both boys and girls are envious.
Boy: Such a pretty girl already has a boyfriend?!
Girl: This handsome senior actually has a girlfriend?!
The boy who was delivering bottled water suddenly said, "Brother, I get it."
"What?" His brother looked at him with a puzzled expression.
The boy said seriously, "So the goddess doesn't like mineral water, she prefers lemonade!"
brother:......
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