The seventh day of military training.
Before the school officially started, the instructors came to the classroom to teach everyone to sing military songs during evening self-study starting from the third day of military training. After a while, the instructors became familiar with the students.
It has been seven days since the military training started. We have almost learned everything that needs to be taught. The rest are basically repetitive movements. A few people who talked the best with the instructors during evening study would hold on to the instructors during breaks.
Wang Zi is one of them.
"Instructor, are you telling me about the military camp?"
"Yes, yes. Tell me about the follow-up to what you said last time about being scolded by the old instructor when you first joined the army."
"You little bastards, you've emptied all my stories." The instructor scolded with a smile and took out the watermelon in his hand. "Take your senior Dong's watermelon and divide it up. Go do what you need to do."
"There are 45 of us in the class, and this little watermelon won't be enough to keep our mouths shut."
Wang Zi really wanted to eat watermelon, but the boy next to him was not willing to be bribed so easily.
Come to think of it, you can still buy watermelons in the school supermarket after the military training, but the instructors will leave their school in three days, and there will be no such store after this village.
"If you want to hear it so much, then great. No matter who can beat me in arm wrestling, I will tell you." The instructor didn't mind the dirt on the ground. He lay down, put out his hand, and raised his eyebrows provocatively at the boys.
A man cannot say that he is not capable, but Wang Zi knows his own strengths and weaknesses and he really is not capable of it.
"Okay, I'll do it."
The boy next to Wang Zi was about the same size as him but very brave. He climbed down and put his hand on the instructor's palm.
The two men were lying on the ground arm wrestling, which attracted a lot of people's attention. Not only the people from Class 5, but also the people from Class 6 and Class 4 nearby.
The instructors from the two classes gathered together and watched the instructor from Class 5 bullying this group of boys as if they were watching a joke.
"This guy's at it again."
"Last year, he lost to the athlete who switched to liberal arts. He has forgotten the pain after the wound healed."
The female instructor of Class 6 couldn't help but mention the embarrassing incident of the instructor of Class 5 to the male instructor of Class 4.
The instructor of Class 4 laughed. "That kind of thing doesn't happen often. I can understand his thinking."
As soon as the words fell, the first boy from Class 5 who came out to arm wrestle with the instructor was defeated in less than two seconds.
Su Xiao was taller, so he was pulled over and pushed onto the court.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he lay on the ground and looked into the instructor's eyes.
This time, the two seemed evenly matched and reached a stalemate.
But after Wang Zi observed carefully, he immediately realized that the instructor was stalling for time.
Su Xiao's veins popped out, and the instructor's biceps bulged slightly, showing his effort.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Zi turned around and went to find Wei Lai.
Although the agreed time has not arrived, it should be okay to not talk and just sit with her and enjoy the scenery.
Wei Lai was sitting next to Qingting. Neither of them spoke. Listening to the noise of the students around them during their break, they felt a sense of peace and tranquility in the world.
But before he could enjoy it for long, Wang Zi ran up to him and tried to pull him up from the ground.
"Wei Lai, hurry up, it's time for you to show your talents."
"What a mess! It's a rare break time, why are you guys doing this again?" Wei Lai turned to look at Wang Zi, shook off his hand, and wanted to continue relaxing.
Wang Zi glanced down at Wei Lai's hand, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face, "I know I've delayed your kiss with Qingting..."
Wei Lai quickly covered Wang Zi's mouth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just sitting here to rest, and Xiao Ting happened to be next to me."
"Woo woo." Wang Zi blinked in confusion and pointed at Wei Lai's current hand.
Wei Lai followed his gaze and looked down, and saw that his hand was on Qingting's hand.
"Uh..." Wei Lai looked up at Qingting. He had clearly just placed it next to her.
Qingting turned her head and blinked at him with an innocent look, as if to say that she knew nothing.
She must have been teased by me again.
They had clearly agreed not to have excessive contact, but she still cheated.
Wei Lai had no evidence, and it was he who proposed the agreement. This situation now seemed like a slap in the face, and he couldn't stay there any longer.
"Well... I've rested enough." Wei Lai stood up from the ground and pulled Wang Zi with him. "What did you want to talk to me about just now?"
"Anyway, come with me first." Wang Zi had not forgotten the purpose of his visit to Wei Lai, and took Wei Lai towards the instructor.
Qingting, who was behind them, got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on her butt, and followed him quietly.
When Wang Zi brought Wei Lai to the instructor and Su Xiao, Su Xiao couldn't hold on any longer. He let go of his hand and said, "I can't do it anymore. My muscles hurt."
“Hey, Lidya Su, you’re so big but it’s all in vain. You don’t have any strength at all.”
"Height actually has nothing to do with strength." Su Xiao defended himself embarrassedly.
"There are still ten minutes left. If no one of you comes, you'd better go and rest." The instructor advised kindly, but there was still a smile in his eyes.
"No, there's another person... Wei Lai, hurry up, the whole class is looking at you." Wang Zi hurriedly pushed Wei Lai out.
Wei Lai's mind moved for a moment, knowing that Wang Zi wanted him to arm wrestle with the instructor, and he shook his head helplessly.
"Instructor, I'm left-handed. Can you give me a break and arm wrestle with me using your left hand?" Wei Lai just wanted to end this farce quickly.
In his prediction, the instructor was left-handed, and after his right hand lost, he would have to wrestle with his left hand.
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