It was as if a fog was rising in front of me, or as if a veil was covering my eyes.
The bizarre ticking of the clock intertwined with the pattering sound of flowing water, a sound that seemed to stretch on and on.
Everything in the outside world eventually materialized into the clear, loud whistle in my ear.
Lin Zhenzhen shuddered and suddenly opened her eyes.
"Hey boy, what are you doing!"
Lin Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes, and the scene in front of her gradually became clearer.
On the lawn, on the running track, and on the flagpole, groups of two or three children in school uniforms gathered.
Lin Zhenzhen was momentarily dazed.
Am I...at school?
Seeing that his words had been completely ignored, the young instructor in camouflage uniform blew his whistle loudly again.
"The tallest one in the last row, step forward!"
Lin Zhenzhen turned around along with the vast majority of people.
It was midday, the sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus.
A slender, tall boy slowly emerged from the shadows.
He was wearing the same school uniform as everyone else, his bangs covering most of his forehead, and his back was very straight.
Although the facial features are not clearly visible, the high and prominent nose bridge, the smooth downward curve, and the sharp and beautiful jawline are all clearly visible in the sunlight.
The boy walked to the front of the line.
The instructor glanced at the name tag on his chest: "Gong Yao, right?"
The people below began to whisper among themselves.
Although it was the first day of school, the name "Gong Yao" had been circulating among the students of Kangzhong for a long time.
Thugs, street fighters, problem kids—they're just as good at fighting as they are at playing basketball.
He was admitted to Kangzhong High School as a special sports student and received the highest scholarship amount.
These pieces of information suddenly appeared in Lin Zhenzhen's mind.
She paused for two seconds, thinking she had entered another quick transmigration world.
Unfortunately, the familiar system notification tone did not sound this time.
"Yes." The boy's voice had a particularly clear quality.
He stood less than half a meter away from Lin Zhenzhen. She stared at his clothes, which were billowing in the wind, and seemed a little lost in thought.
"Lin Zhenzhen!"
"arrive!"
"Step forward and demonstrate what a standard military posture looks like!"
"yes!"
The next second, Lin Zhenzhen felt her hands and feet move uncontrollably.
Like a puppet being manipulated, she stepped forward at the command, her leg movements crisp and clear, displaying the most beautiful and standard military posture.
"very good."
Good, my foot!
Lin Zhenzhen was surprised, and even more strangely, she found that she could not reveal her true thoughts.
But to others, she still appears calm and aloof.
The boys next to them couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"So beautiful, she truly is my goddess."
"No, she's everyone's goddess."
The instructor immediately turned his head and scolded, "What are you whispering about? You want to come out and learn properly, don't you?"
The crowd quieted down considerably in an instant.
The instructor turned to Gong Yao: "Do you understand how to stand at attention now?"
Lin Zhenzhen heard a short, soft laugh.
It sounded like mockery, but also like they simply found it funny.
Lin Zhenzhen wanted to look up and see the person in front of her clearly, but she couldn't control her stiff neck and could only stare straight ahead, staring at a ball of air in front of her.
"What are you laughing at!" The instructor sounded like he was about to explode with anger. "Are you deliberately trying to go against me?"
"No, instructor, I'm not very bright, I didn't see it clearly."
Lin Zhenzhen felt a gaze fixed on her head, and a teasing voice followed: "Could you please demonstrate again, classmate?"
Lin Zhenzhen's eyes darted around slightly, but only moved to his chin before fixing on it, without moving any further upwards.
The instructor kicked him hard, but Gong Yao remained unmoved.
"Gong Yao!"
"arrive!"
"You, run thirty laps around the track, no, run until you cry."
"Yes!" Gong Yao replied with a smile, and saluted the instructor before starting the race.
Lin Zhenzhen tilted her head slightly to look at his back. The sunlight was dazzling, and she only glanced at him before quickly looking away.
Even the instructor probably didn't expect that this punishment would eventually turn into Gong Yao's personal show.
He ran the thirty laps effortlessly. He even had the energy to sprint with three laps left.
The students on the entire playground, and even the instructors from the next class, couldn't help but gather around to cheer for him.
During a break from military training.
Lin Zhenzhen, like the other students, sat on the lawn.
"Xiao Zhen, are you angry?" The speaker was a round-faced girl with bangs.
A name popped into Lin Zhenzhen's mind: Li Huiran.
She felt herself slowly shaking her head, her voice soft and unfamiliar: "There's nothing to be angry about."
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