Chapter 597: Chapter 597

"Right face, eyes front, at ease!"

The instructor shouted commands at the front while Qiao Shan whispered behind her, "Hey, Yiyi, quick, look, the boy from the next class is so handsome!"

Yiyi curled her lips, "Handsome? He’s not even as good-looking as Zhou Mo, Hua Yang is better looking!"

Their sotto voce commentary was unfortunately overheard by the instructor, who roared at them.

"What are you whispering about? Do you want to stand here longer?"

At that sound, they quickly shut up, but as the sun climbed higher and the temperature rose, they truly began to feel the agony of standing at attention in the scorching heat.

Yu Wen Ya, with the weakest physical stamina, complained, "It’s so hot. Why aren’t we taking a break? I can’t stand it much longer."

Zou Wenqing encouraged her, "Hey, students from other classes are watching, don’t embarrass our class. Just hang on a little longer, clench your teeth and endure!"

During the marching, there were always students who ended up marching with the same arm and same leg. The instructor shouted "One, two, one," while clapping his thighs.

"How many times have I told you? Raise your right hand with your left foot, left foot, let’s do it again, who makes another mistake will do push-ups!"

"Good, right dress!" The first student stood still while the others behind him had to take short, quick steps to adjust their positions. In that instant, something happened up front that even got the stern-faced instructor to chuckle, and the rest of the students followed suit, laughing. Those at the back of the line were clueless, only later learning that student Cui Pengfei, with his chubby face, had caused it to tremble incessantly while adjusting his steps, and when he caught the instructor’s eye, they locked gazes, and he could not help but laugh.

Because the weather in mid-August was still incredibly hot, during the break, the counselor brought them watermelons, one for each class, already cut up. Now, how would it be more interesting to eat it?

So, the instructor came up with an idea: four groups sat facing each other, thus Zhou Mo was facing Hua Yang, and her opposite was Qiao Shan, while Zou Wenqing naturally faced Yu Wen Ya.

After sitting down, the instructor began, "Everyone, pay attention. There is only one slice of watermelon, and whoever grabs it first gets it. Now listen to the commands: head, ears, eyes, nose, watermelon."

As the last word "watermelon" echoed, Qiao Shan quickly snatched the watermelon. Zhou Yiyi wasn’t slow to react; she let it happen on purpose, as the poor girl was already turning pale, and she still held on.

Zou Wenqing did the same, not competing with Yu Wen Ya because of her weaker constitution.

But what touched her and Zou Wenqing was that the two boys sitting next to them actually passed their slices of watermelon to them.

Zhou Yiyi widened her eyes in surprise, "For me?" On the other side, Zou Wenqing also appeared astonished, her face filled with disbelief.

The boy, whose name she didn’t even remember, must have felt awkward at her expression and simply stuffed the piece of watermelon into her hands.

Their Instructor Deng couldn’t help but laugh and praised the two boys, "Look at them, such gentlemen!"

A student’s response filled them with both laughter and embarrassment, "Report, Instructor, if it was girls sitting opposite us, we’d be happy to offer, too! But come on, there’s no need for such courtesies with these big guys, right?"

With a ’boom,’ the entire class burst into laughter. Zhou Yiyi, holding the watermelon, politely said to the boy, "Classmate, thank you!"

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Zhou Mo leaned forward to watch the scene and suddenly felt an itch in her empty hands.

After a brief rest, it was time to stand in a military posture again. Somehow, Cui Pengfei managed to blurt out a snarky comment, which the instructor overheard. He was punished to stand in the military posture under the sun. After a while, Instructor Deng walked over and asked him, "What’s your goal for today?"

Cui Pengfei shouted at the top of his lungs, "To find a wife!"

Instructor Deng’s mouth fell open, clearly choked up for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Wrong answer, I’ll ask you again, what is your goal?"

Cui Pengfei was unwavering, "To find a wife!"

The instructor got annoyed, "Wrong answer, say it again!"

Cui Pengfei also got annoyed, "To find a wife, to find a wife, my goal is to find a wife, can’t you understand that?"

"You won’t be able to find one!"

"You won’t be able to!"

"If I can’t, why are you so anxious?"

Everyone: "..." Following the speechlessness was an unstoppable burst of laughter.

Of course, while it was entertaining, there were also touching moments; for example, when correcting their movements, the instructor would use a paper tube or pen to correct the girls’ movements instead of his hands, behaving very gentlemanly. He was much more polite with the girls, while with the boys, he was a bit rough and aggressive, sometimes using his hands or legs directly.

The most infuriating thing was, while they were undergoing military training, there would be upperclassmen strolling past them leisurely with their icy drinks, which made everyone grit their teeth in envy. They thought to themselves that if it wasn’t out of respect for them being upperclassmen, it would have been truly infuriating.

Since there were only four girls in their class, the coach suggested that during their free time, they should think of a talent to compete in during the breaks. The army had this tradition of singing and talent shows, like a competition between squads, so first, the four major departments of the Information College would compete with each other, and then select the best to compete against other colleges. Even in play, they aimed to maintain a certain standard.

In addition to instructing the girls, the coach also asked the other male students to participate, as next door, the Water and Wood Engineering group was filled with guys.

At lunchtime, they went to the canteen and could tell they had gotten a bit tanner. Despite Zhou Yiyi’s proactive sun protection measures, she couldn’t withstand the fierce sunshine, especially since they couldn’t always hide in the shade during morning training.

"Hey, those of you who wear glasses need to be careful. Beware of ending up with a ring of tan lines when you take them off, hahaha!"

After eating lunch, they had more than an hour to rest. At two in the afternoon, they needed to go to the classroom for theoretical learning. Since the afternoons were hotter, they considered everyone’s condition and switched to a theoretical lesson, with another session of night training to follow.

Back in the dorm, the four girls huddled together to discuss their talents.

Qiao Shan was the first to speak, "I’ve been learning modern and ethnic dance since I was a child. I can do a dance or two,"

Zou Wenqing was the kind of straightforward tomboy, "I can’t dance, but I can do cross-talk and sing. I can barely show off those skills,"

Yu Wenya pushed her glasses up and said with a troubled face, "What should I do? I’ve never been to any hobby classes from childhood to adulthood. I can’t sing or dance. Everyone calls me a bookworm, but it’s not that I don’t want to learn; it’s just that my family’s circumstances didn’t allow it,"

Situations like Yu Wenya’s were very common in that era. Considering that the performance needed to be explosively engaging, Zhou Yiyi thought for a moment and then looked at Zou Wenqing, "How about the two of you perform a crosstalk routine together?"