dognovel Chapter 65 Haha! We don't even have to participate in military training!
Chapter 65 Haha! We don't even have to participate in military training!
Lin Jun's voice was filled with excitement as he forcefully clenched his fist: "Great! Excellent! This is the power of technique! Xiao Chen, did you see that? Proper movements allow you to unleash even greater potential!"
He couldn't hide his excitement. "Take a break, catch your breath, and we'll test it again!"
After resting for about ten minutes, Chen Zhiyuan stepped back onto the track.
This time, his start seemed more decisive, and he appeared more relaxed during the race.
Gunshot! Charge!
The time has been improved again: 9.92 seconds! That's an improvement of 0.01 seconds!
"Well done!" Lin Jun's voice was loud and powerful, and his face was full of undisguised joy. "Xiao Chen, the training this afternoon was far better than I expected!"
That's all for now, we'll continue tomorrow. Remember, train for about two hours each at 7:00 AM and 5:00 PM to reinforce what you learned today.
Chen Zhiyuan nodded in agreement, but then remembered something and said, "Teacher Lin, there's something I need to explain to you."
I'm a freshman who just enrolled. According to the school's arrangements, the freshman military training, which will last for half a month to a month, will probably begin the day after tomorrow. The training time will probably be...
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Jun waved his hand and interrupted him in an unquestionable tone: "You don't need to worry about that at all! I will personally communicate and coordinate with the leaders of your school regarding the military training."
For you, this training is a hundred times more important than military training! You can skip your military training.
Is it possible to... skip military training?!
Chen Zhiyuan was stunned at first, then a huge joy welled up in his heart, and he almost couldn't control his expression.
Haha! I don't even have to participate in military training!
Very good!
Memories of the nearly month-long military training I had during my college years in my previous life flashed back: In the late August and early September heat, I stood at attention for half a day, drenched in sweat, my camouflage uniform getting wet and then dry, then wet again, until finally a layer of white salt stains formed.
The repetitive drills were tedious and boring; my skin got tanned and peeled... it was hardly a pleasant experience.
Now we can openly and legitimately skip training; it's like a blessing from heaven!
Chen Zhiyuan was overjoyed, but he maintained his composure and gratitude on his face. He said sincerely, "Teacher Lin, thank you!"
If I can avoid military training, I can devote all my energy to training, strive to stabilize my grades as soon as possible, and seek breakthroughs.
Lin Jun nodded in satisfaction.
He was filled with anticipation. Chen Zhiyuan's comprehension and physical adaptability were so amazing. After his movements were further standardized and his strength and technique were combined more perfectly, where exactly was the ceiling for his performance?
Could it be... that we can really reach that realm that represents the limits of Asians, or even the world's top level?
This idea made even this seasoned coach's heart beat a little faster.
Today's training session concluded successfully. Chen Zhiyuan bid farewell to Lin Jun, Su Bingying, and others, promising to see them again tomorrow morning, before returning to his dormitory.
The training lasted for nearly two hours and was quite intense. Chen Zhiyuan was drenched in sweat. The first thing he did when he got back to dormitory 217 was to take a hot shower, change into dry clothes, and then go to the cafeteria for a hearty meal to replenish his energy.
He had no plans to go out for a stroll in the evening.
Duan Bin and Du Jiancheng, these two energetic guys, have already gone off to explore a new world outside of school (most likely an internet cafe).
Liu Haiyang's family is of modest means and he is frugal. He didn't go with them, but instead stayed quietly in his dormitory to study and prepare for the exam.
Chen Zhiyuan sat back down at his desk, opened his laptop, and began typing furiously, continuing to create the content for the third volume of "Those Things of the Ming Dynasty".
He has already sent the manuscript for the second volume to Jiangnan Publishing Group, and now he can focus wholeheartedly on advancing the subsequent story.
The design of the bunk bed with a desk underneath provides a relatively independent space. The dormitory is also very quiet, with only the occasional sound of Liu Haiyang turning pages and Chen Zhiyuan tapping on the keyboard. The atmosphere is perfect for focusing on work.
Chen Zhiyuan quickly immersed himself in the historical narrative, writing several thousand words in one go.
Around 8 p.m., there was a rhythmic knocking sound outside the dormitory door.
Liu Haiyang quickly got up to open the door.
Standing outside the door was a young man in his early thirties, wearing glasses, with a refined appearance and a warm smile. He introduced himself:
"Hello, classmate. This must be the dormitory for Computer Science Class 991. I'm your class advisor, Dong Bin."
Upon hearing that it was the class teacher, Liu Haiyang immediately appeared a little nervous and reserved, and quickly stepped aside: "Hello, Teacher Dong, please come in."
Upon hearing that the class advisor was coming to visit, Chen Zhiyuan saved the document, temporarily closed the writing interface, and stood up to look at the visitor.
Chen Zhiyuan's gaze fell on Dong Bin, and he thought to himself: This is our class teacher.
Judging from his age and demeanor, he should be a doctoral student, or a young lecturer or teaching assistant who has just been hired by the university.
In his previous life, he had also attended university (albeit a vocational college), and knew that each class would be assigned a class tutor, usually a senior doctoral student or a young faculty member, who was mainly responsible for guiding new students, notifying them of daily affairs, and providing initial academic and life care.
Before this, Chen Zhiyuan had also fantasized about some common "plot points" found in online novels—whether his homeroom teacher would be a young, beautiful, and stunningly attractive female teacher.
Now it seems that reality is indeed more "down-to-earth": my homeroom teacher is a young male teacher who looks ordinary but has a gentle temperament.
Compared to Liu Haiyang's reservedness, Chen Zhiyuan was much more outgoing. He took the initiative to step forward and greeted him warmly and politely: "Good evening, Teacher Dong, welcome."
Dong Bin was very approachable and easygoing. He nodded, glanced around the dormitory, and casually asked, "Um, where are the other two classmates?"
Chen Zhiyuan answered frankly, "Oh, after they had dinner, they said they wanted to go out and familiarize themselves with the area around the campus, so they probably went for a walk."
He certainly wouldn't say "I went to an internet cafe" directly, and that reason sounds reasonable.
Dong Bin didn't investigate further; it's normal for college students to go out at night.
His purpose for coming was clear. He said directly, "I'm here for two reasons: first, to see how our classmates are settling in; and second, to formally announce that our Computer Science 991 class will hold its first class meeting tomorrow evening at 7 p.m. in classroom 301 of the first teaching building. Please inform each other and be sure to attend on time."
Today is the last day for new students to register, and all students should be present by now. It would be perfectly reasonable to hold the first class meeting tomorrow night.
The class meeting consisted of everyone getting to know each other, the class teacher giving a speech, emphasizing discipline, and making arrangements for the military training that would begin the day after tomorrow.
However, the thought that he had been "exempted" from military training made Chen Zhiyuan feel secretly pleased.