Chapter 74: Xiao Wei It was only 7 o'clock the next morning. The moon was putting on some light makeup and was about to set when the sun hesitantly poked its head out. Everyone in dormitory 520 was woken up by the sound of cell phone alarms. Several people were a little reluctant to get up in bed. After all, the three-month summer vacation had basically formed the habit of getting up at noon. However, the military training guidelines stipulated that they had to gather in the playground at 8:, so they could only complain while wearing camouflage uniforms that were more bulky than school uniforms. Around 7:20, the boys living in Dongyuan went to the cafeteria to have breakfast in an awkward manner, wearing loose belts and camouflage hats that could never be worn properly. When I meet classmates on the road, I will say hello to them. Since we are all so ugly, I don’t feel embarrassed. After breakfast, we came to the stadium and followed the guidance of several teachers to where the classes were located. The boys had seen the girls' true appearances at the class meeting yesterday, and they didn't have high expectations for the looks of the girls in the class. Anyway, Chen Zhe was dozing off under the brim of his hat. Later, he heard a commotion from somewhere and suddenly heard a few boys saying, "There's a beauty... There's a beauty..." Liu Qiming was also beside him, exaggerating: "So, I told you there was a beautiful girl in the finance class, and you guys didn't believe me..." Chen Zhe knew it was Song Shiwei without opening his eyes. Several classes in Lingyuan were arranged together, and they would most likely have military training together.
Song Shiwei's public appearance was like dropping a special nuclear bomb on the hot and boring military training ground. There was no smoke, no explosive energy, but there was a shock wave, which slowly expanded to the entire Lingyuan with the Finance Class as the center, and was even spreading outward. It was not until the school leaders came on stage and gave speeches that the boys' restless hearts were barely suppressed. The president of CUHK is a vice-ministerial level leader, but unfortunately the young students had no intention of listening to him reading the manuscript. They were cursing him in their hearts and thought he was too long-winded. Chen Zhe was able to find joy in adversity. While listening to the speeches of the school leaders, he wondered how he could write the speech better if he were writing it himself. When it was almost 9 o'clock, the school leaders' speeches and military training mobilization finally ended, and the instructors of each class came one by one to lead the team. When passing by the finance class, I could feel that the boys in the class were walking in a hurry. Although they tried their best to look straight ahead, their peripheral vision was still fixed on a certain spot. 95% of people will turn into a round lump when wearing military training uniforms. But girls with a figure like Song Shiwei won’t have that problem. The graceful swan neck is slender and slim, the white chin is rounded as if it was carved, the lips are small but rosy and plump, the brown eyes are clear and calm, revealing a cold light, as if the floating ice reflects the light of the sun. Even Chen Zhuo admitted that Song Shiwei's appearance was very resistant to criticism. She just stood there quietly, which could make many boys feel inexplicably inferior. In addition, there is no Yu Baibai on the campus of CUHK, so it is really difficult to find someone else to compete with her. …… Now each class started military training. In fact, college students are not unfamiliar with these, because most high school students have gone through such a process, which is nothing more than standing at ease, standing at attention, shouting slogans, marching in unison, marching in step... Everyone was quite interested in it at the beginning, but soon they started to get bored. Sometimes they didn’t know if it was just the instructor’s bad taste. He liked to divide the classmates into two rows and then march together facing each other. Every time this happened, looking at these unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar faces, Chen Zhe could awkwardly carve out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment from the ground. Fortunately, the first day of military training in the morning was just an adaptation stage. Sometimes the instructors would notice that everyone was sweating too much and let everyone rest on the spot.
At this time, even if there was just an occasional natural breeze blowing, Chen Zhe felt that it was the most comfortable enjoyment in the world. However, some students in the class are from the north, and they may not be able to adapt to the summer in Guangzhou. Chen Zhuo patted Liu Qiming on the shoulder and said, "Should we go over and ask if anyone is feeling unwell?" Liu Qiming was drinking water in big gulps. When he heard Chen say this, he first glanced at Kang Liangsong and found that the boy was as tired as a quail, and was lowering his head and closing his eyes to rest. Since the biggest competitor didn't make any moves, Liu Qiming didn't want to waste his time, so he shook his head and said, "Forget it, whoever feels unwell will report it on their own initiative." Chen smiled and said, "Then I'll go ask them myself, just to leave a good impression on the girls." Liu Qiming grinned. Chen Zhe, this boy is a native of Guangzhou, but why does he seem to have never seen the world? There are no beauties in the class, so why is he still being so attentive to them? Chen Zhuo ignored him and quickly walked through the class queue, saying softly as he walked: "Is anyone feeling unwell? If you feel nauseous or want to vomit, be sure to tell me in advance, don't force it..." When the instructor saw Chen doing this, he naturally thought that he was a class leader, so he did not stop him. When the trip was almost over, Chen Zhuo suddenly stopped in front of a girl. When he was looking at the class registration directory yesterday, he vaguely remembered that this girl was from Qinghai, and the climate there was completely different from that in Guangzhou. "Are you OK?" Chen asked. Feeling suddenly concerned, the girl blushed and shook her head gently. All the classmates saw Chen Zhuo's behavior, but because the weather was too hot, no one said anything. Chen asked a round of questions and then returned to his original position. He did this out of both selfish and public motives. The selfish motive is naturally the trust of classmates and the precious vote in the future; If I were honest, I was really worried that someone would get heat stroke, but I was holding on. Chen said that he used to be the kind of student who only knew how to study but was not good at speaking. I remember that when I was in junior high school, I wanted to urinate, but I was too embarrassed to tell the teacher because I always felt that it would disturb the normal order of the class. So I held it in for the entire class before going to the bathroom. These students who have good grades but are relatively introverted are really good at pushing themselves. After a short rest, the instructor continued training, and at this time a senior brother would pass by the playground. Most of them are sophomores, because seniors are writing papers and juniors are busy preparing for postgraduate entrance exams and civil service exams, so only sophomores are so free. They would wave at everyone, or laugh, or some very brave ones would even whistle in a showy manner. It seems that all the boys in the sophomore year have this mentality - all the freshman girls are ours! This strange mentality did not disappear until I entered my third year of college. Song Shiwei's height made him stand out from the crowd, and he was soon noticed. Many bored senior brothers came to comment on him: "Damn, that junior sister is so beautiful..." "She's very tall, too, like a model..." "Which hospital is this from..." By the time the military training ended at noon, Chen Zhe couldn't remember how many waves of seniors had come to watch the fun. "Song Shiwei may become famous even before the military training ends."
Chen thought to himself. During lunch, probably because of the training, Chen felt very hungry, so he spent another amount on his already limited meal card. "I wonder if I will get retirement pay after the military training ends..." Chen Zhuo sighed and couldn't help but daydream. After a quick wash and change of clothes, he prepared to go to bed for a nap, but he still did not forget to show his love with Yu Xian in the group. As a result, Wang Changhua secretly chatted with Huang Baihan. Wang Changhua: Dahuang, who is Chen Zhe talking to now? Huang Baihan: What do you mean? Wang Changhua: Chen Zhe and Song Shiwei were rumored to be dating in school before, and I got beaten up for nothing, so I always thought they were together. But looking at the group, Chen Zhe and Yu Xian are closer. Huang Baihan: you ask me, me ask who? Wang Changhua: You don’t understand either? Huang Baihan: I really don’t understand. This is what I think now. When he is with Yu Xian, I assume that they are a couple; when he is with Song Shiwei, I also assume that they are a couple. Wang Changhua: What if the three of them get together? Huang Bohan: Then BOOM! Wang Changhua: Explosion? Huang Baihan: Haha~, that shouldn’t be the case. Chen Zhe is very smart now. He should make a decision early or avoid this situation from happening. Wang Changhua: I really envy Chen Zhe. I also want to date one from Guangda and Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts. Huang Baihan: Your IQ is not high enough, be careful of being cheated. …… Wang Changhua and Huang Baihan didn't need military training today, so they could chat casually, but Chen Zhuo, who went to bed late and got up early, really needed to rest. After he woke up, he still felt sleep deprived. There was nothing new in the afternoon military training, and it can be summed up in one word: “tiring”. However, the news that "there is a super beautiful girl in Lingyuan" spread farther and farther, and many bored boys came here after hearing the news just to verify the truth of the rumor. Obviously, this rumor is not an exaggeration. In the evening, all the freshmen were arranged in the conference hall to listen to a middle-aged military officer giving a national defense theory class. The first day of military training ended after the class, and Chen went back and fell asleep. The content of the second day was similar, except that there was no need to go to class in the evening. Instead, there was an additional talent performance content. Chen sang along to two songs, "Returning from Target Practice" and "I'm a Soldier", and was feeling extremely bored. Suddenly, there was the sound of a guitar being plucked. Then I saw a boy, under the bright lights of the stadium, holding a guitar and walking towards the finance class next door, singing Huang Pinyuan's "Xiao Wei": There was a beautiful little girl; Her name is Xiao Wei; She has gentle eyes; She quietly stole my heart;
…… "If I can catch up with Song Shiwei, I will pay off all the debts I owe with my butt!" Chen swore an oath in a nonchalant manner. ······ (Sorry for being a little late, 3000 words please vote for me, there is another chapter around 8pm.) (End of this chapter)
