Chapter 71 Nighttime Military Training
Chapter 71 Nighttime Military Training
The playground under the cover of night was not much cooler than during the day.
The scorching sun during the day has allowed the earth to absorb a lot of heat, which it is now releasing outwards without restraint.
The air was so stuffy and hot, like a pot of boiling, thick rice soup, that every breath you took felt like a burning sensation.
stuffy.
湿。
Sticky.
Jiang Bai stood on the grass, sweat streaming down his spine. His camouflage uniform clung to his body, soaking wet and incredibly uncomfortable.
"well……"
Jiang Bai looked up at the sky and let out a sigh that came from the depths of his soul.
I don't know why.
He actually started to miss the old school building's toilet, which was incredibly embarrassing.
I miss the cool air conditioning in the auditorium.
even……
I still miss that short but incredibly breathable pleated skirt.
"hiss--"
The moment the thought popped into his head, Jiang Bai was startled.
"They've fallen!"
"Jiang Bai, Jiang Bai, your soul has been corrupted by the sugar-coated bullets of systemic capitalism!"
"You're a man destined to be a tough-guy superstar, how can you be so greedy as to seek a little bit of coolness?"
"Or is today's military training so tough that it's warped your aesthetic sense?"
"No! I'm a tough guy! I have to hold on!"
Just as Jiang Bai was struggling with his conscience in order to preserve his last shred of integrity.
"Sizzle—"
A piercing crackling sound of electricity ripped through the night sky.
Jiang Bai was taken aback and looked up.
The instructor in front of us was huffing and puffing as he dragged a huge black speaker, about half the height of a person, over.
The speakers' wheels rolled over the plastic track, making a dull sound.
Followed by.
The originally neatly arranged square formation began to stir.
"Everyone has it!"
"Listen to the command!"
"Starting from the front of the line, each class forms a circle! Sit down!"
The instructors of each company began to give orders.
The originally neat and orderly team, like scattered building blocks, quickly reassembled.
One huge circle after another took shape on the playground.
Jiang Bai's class, Class 6 of the Performing Arts Department, quickly formed a circle.
At this time.
The quilt-folding training formation, which looked particularly desolate not far away, was finally disbanded.
Three figures, like wandering ghosts, dragged their heavy steps toward this place.
It's Su Ze, Gu Dapeng, and Lin Le.
The three of them were ashen-faced, their eyes glazed over, their fingers still unconsciously making pinching motions, clearly tormented by that ball of cotton to the point of mental exhaustion.
They found the circle of Class Six.
I saw Jiang Bai sitting there.
It felt like seeing a family member.
"Thump."
"Thump."
"I'm exhausted..."
The three of them collapsed one after another next to Jiang Bai, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Su Ze rested his head on Jiang Bai's shoulder and groaned weakly.
"Third brother..."
"Can I lean on your shoulder?"
Then, with a look of utter despair, he stretched out both hands and waved them in front of Jiang Bai's eyes:
"Third brother, look at my hands."
"Did you notice anything?"
Jiang Bai glanced at it: "Nothing special, quite fair-skinned, suitable for a hand model."
"roll!"
Su Ze was filled with grief and indignation:
"It's a blanket!"
"Everything looks square to me now!"
"The instructor just forced us to fold the dough into neat squares by hand without using any gadgets."
"Two whole hours! I was wrestling with that ball of cotton!"
"I feel like my brain has been folded into a right angle!"
Gu Dapeng hummed along from the side:
"My fingers aren't even mine anymore."
"That blanket is like a spirit; no matter how I squeeze it, it won't listen. It's even harder to please than my stubborn donkey."
Lin Le pushed up his glasses, which had slipped down to the tip of his nose, and said in a weak voice:
"I've calculated it. Without using any physical cheats, to achieve the flatness the instructor requires, the pressure I need to apply with my fingers is about 1000 kg..."
Looking at my three roommates, who were so exhausted from housekeeping that they looked like nothing else.
Jiang Bai felt much better.
It seems that being a model worker might be a bit scorching, but at least you don't have to deal with cotton.
Just as the group was complaining...
In the center of the playground, the huge speaker suddenly emitted a piercing howl.
"Sizzle—"
"What's going on here? A singing contest?"
Jiang Bai looked at the instructors who were adjusting the sound system, completely bewildered.
Not entirely.
Although Su Ze's hands were still sore, his mouth couldn't stop talking. He spoke with the air of an experienced person, explaining:
"This is a staple of military training—the fun evening party!"
"You missed it because you took leave the other day, but we've been doing it almost every night these past few days."
"The main point is... to see who has the most talent and who has the thickest skin."
Jiang Bai understood instantly.
This is the legendary upgraded version of the military training singing competition!
In the center of the field.
A chubby instructor held a microphone, and his voice was amplified throughout the entire area:
"Everyone! Quiet!"
"Thank you all for your hard work in training today!"
"Tonight's fun-filled party! Let's begin!"
The voice just fell.
The once lifeless playground instantly erupted into chaos.
Happy Party!
This is a staple of military training and the part that freshmen look forward to the most.
This means we can watch talent shows (beautiful women), we can create a buzz, and we don't need to train!
"Oh ho!!!"
Cheers erupted one after another.
The instructors from each company also abandoned their daytime seriousness and became like bandit leaders, challenging each other to a duel.
"One in a row! Give me one!"
"What kind of behavior is this, all alluring and coy! Like a grown woman!"
"Winter melon rind, watermelon rind, you're being cheeky by not singing it twice!"
The atmosphere was instantly heated up.
After a few companies challenged each other for a while, they arrived at the core program of tonight's meeting.
"Ahem!"
The chubby instructor slapped the microphone, producing a piercing whistling sound.
"Tonight's event reward is something different! Guess what it is? The answer is... a watermelon!"
The words fell.
An instructor carrying several large watermelons came to the center of the field.
Four round, green watermelons that look so delicious they make your mouth water!
On this sweltering night, these four watermelons are more tempting than gold.
"Same rule as always, whichever class puts on the best performance gets to take this watermelon home!"
"Of course, this is an arts college, don't try to fool me with calisthenics!"
"It must be unanimously approved by our instructor team, or..."
The instructor grinned mischievously and pointed to the huge crowd around him:
"Or if we don't get everyone's applause, then you won't get to eat this melon!"
Jiang Bai nodded, "I see."
Performing a show during military training?
In a regular school, people would probably hesitate for a long time.
But this is the Shanghai Theatre Academy!
Everywhere you look, there are drama queens; everywhere you look, there are future stars.
Isn't that like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts—a piece of cake?
"and……"
The fat instructor wanted to stimulate the adrenaline of these new recruits.
He actually pulled out a fruit knife in front of everyone and, with a snap, cut open one of the small watermelons.
Red juice flowed down the blade.
A sweet aroma instantly filled the air.
The chubby instructor picked up a piece and took a big bite in front of thousands of people.
"Click."
"Mmm~ So sweet!"
"Refreshingly cool, my heart soars!"
"Gulp..."
A chorus of swallowing sounds echoed across the playground.
That's so mean!
This is downright psychological attack!
"There are only four big watermelons!"
The chubby instructor chewed while vaguely tempting the student:
"Too many wolves, too little meat, first come, first served!"
"Who wants to go first?! Performers can also get a watermelon!"
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