Chapter 159 Looking at my girlfriend
After the new students register, they face the dreaded military training. At this time, Lu Jin's roommates are incredibly envious of him. Due to health reasons, Lu Jin cannot participate in the military training, but everyone else is exempt.
Because Mu Zhijing was in their class, some upperclassmen who heard the rumors would often peek at him curiously from the sidelines. Mu Zhijing must have some kind of halo around him; other people would either get tanned or become rougher after standing under the sun for a few days.
But Mu Zhijing still looked flawless. Standing in a crowd, he stood out from the crowd and was exceptionally charming.
No wonder so many female seniors came to see this rumored junior.
Finally, the break time arrived, and everyone relaxed, sighing with relief.
Wu You leaned against a tree, looking at Mu Zhijing who was being approached, filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment. "So there really are people in this world who are favored by God!"
No one responded to her question, so Wu You looked at the boy sitting under the shade of the tree and asked, "Min Le, what do you think?"
Min Le was looking at her phone and completely ignored Wu You.
Wu You glanced at it again and saw that Min Le's phone screen saver was still his ex-girlfriend. He sighed inwardly, wondering how he had never realized that this taciturn person was such a romantic.
Min Le was already quiet, but he became even quieter after the breakup. Wu You suspected that he might have become withdrawn. He had promised Min Le's mother that he would keep an eye on Min Le to prevent him from doing anything foolish.
Wu You changed the subject again, "Lu Jin is so lucky. We're here sunbathing, but he can sit in his dorm and rest. Min Le, guess what he's doing right now?"
Min Le didn't even look up: "Looking at my girlfriend."
Wu You wondered if he was hallucinating. He looked at Min Le in surprise. This person had suddenly picked up on him, which he was quite unaccustomed to.
Min Le was right; Lu Jin was indeed looking at his girlfriend.
The Journalism Class 1 had their military training in another location. Their instructors were very strict, and both men and women stood ramrod straight. Even when sweat dripped into the corners of their eyes, no one dared to move.
In front of Class One's formation stood a short girl. Her camouflage uniform didn't fit her very well; it looked like a child wearing an adult's clothes.
The young instructor was scolding her, "Is there any way to march like this? You keep staggering and can't even tell left from right after standing for a while. Didn't you study physical education in high school?!"
This was the first time Song Zhu had been scolded like this, and tears streamed down her face.
The instructor was actually quite young, and when he saw her cry so easily, he felt a little panicked, but he didn't hold back. "What's there to cry about? Will crying solve anything? You need to train harder and take military training seriously! You have a long life ahead of you; how can you succeed without perseverance!"
Song Zhu seemed quite arrogant, but now she didn't dare to move an inch. While crying, she forced herself to say in a tone of "I am the only one who is sober in a world of drunks," "This world is not worth it."
Finally, someone in the audience couldn't help but chuckle quietly.
The main reason was that their first impression of Song Zhu was that she was an unapproachable girl. They didn't expect her to cry so easily. Not only did she cry, but she also said such ridiculous things, making it hard for people not to laugh.
Even the instructor choked on his words, and he quickly turned to the others with a stern face and yelled, "What's so funny! Your comrade got scolded, and you're happy about it?!"
He then said to Song Zhu, "Alright, go back to your line."
Song Zhu wiped away her tears and walked back to her position with uneven steps. She was not tall, so she stood at the very first in the first row. She was the first person the instructor looked at when he inspected the formation. And since she was indeed particularly underdeveloped in her limbs, she was the one who suffered the most.
Not long after, it was time for lunch, and the instructor announced that everyone was dismissed, and everyone scattered.
Several girls from the same dormitory walked up to Song Zhu. Zhuang Ya asked first, "Song Zhu, are you alright?"
Zhao Xiyu took out a tissue and gave it to Song Zhu. Song Zhu took the tissue and wiped her tears. She sobbed and said, "Before I stepped into this world ravaged by ferocious beasts, I already knew that the abyss would follow my noble bloodline here... This is... the sin that I, as the daughter of a god, should bear. It's a pity that those ferocious beasts will not realize that I have seen through the truth of the world where illusion and reality meet."
Zhao Xiyu and Zhuang Ya both looked at Xia Zhen.
Xia Zhen said, "She said she was mentally prepared before returning to China, but she didn't expect there to be so many bad people here, and so many unpleasant things."
So that's what it meant.
Zhao Xiyu said, "I heard that among all these instructors, our instructor is the strictest. Song Zhu, why don't you practice your marching during your rest time? Otherwise, he will definitely bring you out for reprimand during the next training session."
Song Zhu opened her teary eyes wide, "Demon, how dare you attempt to devour my divine radiance!"
They could guess what that sentence meant.
Zhuang Ya sighed, "You've been abroad for too long, you've gone senile."
After talking with Song Zhu for a while, and seeing that Song Zhu's emotions had gradually stabilized, Xia Zhen waved her hand and said, "I'll go first, we can talk about it this afternoon."
After saying that, Xia Zhen ran off in one direction.
A white-haired boy stood under the shade of a tree, oblivious to the probing gazes of others.
Wearing a simple white T-shirt, black trousers, and carrying a black backpack, he was tall and slender. He wasn't particularly handsome, but his excessive aloofness gave him a unique and rare charm.
But as the girl got closer and closer to him, a gentle look slowly appeared in his eyes.
He caught the girl who rushed towards him, and first took off her hat. She was sweating a lot, and her hair was sticking to her face.
Lu Jin took out a wet wipe he had prepared beforehand and wiped the sweat from her forehead while asking, "Are you alright?"
Xia Zhen leaned lazily against him. The wet wipes were cool and refreshing against her face. She squinted her eyes and enjoyed it, like a kitten resting on a cat tree. She said languidly, "I'm not feeling well. I'm so tired."
Lu Jin couldn't participate in military training, but he had heard many people complain, and he could guess that it would be a very difficult thing for the pampered young lady. He touched her sunburned cheeks with heartache and said, "I'm sorry, Zhenzhen, I can't help you."
Xia Zhen opened her eyes. "You're helping me by letting me lean against you to charge my phone."
Lu Jin never expected that he would be the one being comforted. He wiped the girl's face with even gentler movements.
Xia Zhen grabbed his hand and shook it. "I'm hungry."
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