Volume 1 Chapter 76 Returning to School * Peeping at a Good Opportunity (Additional Chapter Seeking Votes)

  Most people in the class were oppressed by Qin Qing's tyranny and couldn't bear it, seeing Sang Hong return was like seeing a savior, they immediately began to condemn Qin Qing's crimes.

  Xiang Hong raised her hand and gestured for everyone to quiet down. She took off the large backpack from her back, and Laili had already taken it and placed it on the table by the door.

  She turned her head and smiled at Qin Qing with a sneer amidst everyone's expectations.

  Look at him - how can he come here and harm people dressed like this!

  In addition to the previous Qin Qing's training, she had never forced this guy to use his full strength, and she was already beaten badly. Now that she's back, it's just right to practice her skills with him, and maybe even avenge her past defeat.

  Qin Qing was amused by the sight of Sang Hong's gaping mouth and couldn't help but laugh, this little girl was still the same as before, and hadn't become estranged from him.

  Especially those shining eyes, the light they shed on him made him feel intoxicated and joyful, but also suddenly vigilant, was she starting to calculate him again?

  As expected, Shang Hong smiled and said: "Hmmm, Qin Gege, Class Monitor, Guo Lili, and so many people in the class, whose words are correct?"

  Qin Qing casually pursed her lips and smiled like a peacock spreading its tail: "Both of them, as well as everyone in the class, are right."

  "Hmm, I know you must be sticking to that physical training plan you set for yourself initially, use my standards to force them, huh?"

  Xiang Hong couldn't help but praise him, this guy was indeed a man of his word. The last thing she had entrusted to him before leaving was to take care of the training in class, and he had actually carried it out flawlessly until now, which was truly rare.

  Qin Qing nodded: "However, looking at this appearance, I estimate that the effect will not be very good."

  Xiang Hong thanked him and turned to his classmates, saying: "I know everyone is tired of practicing like this for so long. It's been a while since we've practiced together as a group. How about we do some physical training exercises in groups now?"

  "Good!" The response shook the sky.

  Xiang Hong calmed down, then said another stirring sentence: "After this set of training is done, I will choose one person from the class to be my partner and fight against Qin Xue-chang together, how about that?"

  "Good!" The cheers this time were mixed with excitement, and the impatient look of rubbing fists and palms was evident.

  Xiang Hong waved his hand to Qin Qing, indicating that the next scene would be controlled by him. He and Zhao Yi Bo stood together in their usual neat formation, responding to Qin Qing's command voice and starting a fiery training session.

  After a session of training, it was already two hours later. Looking at those young faces that were full of energy and sweat, Qin Qing felt that this class had regained the confidence and cohesion that they once lost due to Sang Hong's return.

  Her face was sun-kissed and healthy, her small melon-shaped face had become plumper, her chin was no longer so pointed, the contours of her features showed some ruggedness, with a more compelling heroic spirit, even with a swollen package, she still looked elegant.

  Qin Qing shouted sternly: "Zhao Yibo, Laily, Sang Hong, Fang Ming, step forward!"

  Four people stepped forward in unison, quickly forming a line. Everyone took a clear look at the classmate named Fang Mingyuan, who was a sturdy and dark-skinned boy from a western minority group. Because his Mandarin was poor, he rarely had any presence.

  Qin Qing only said: "The state that everyone adjusted today is the best, our school's annual quota for recommending special soldiers is generally six, if we want to select one or more quotas from among the new students of more than ten faculties in the college, our class wants to have at least four people rush into the top ten.

  These four people are the top four in physical strength in the class, and those who don't believe it can take a look at their faces.

  When many people are sweating profusely, their faces have almost no sweat; when many people are struggling to hold on, they can cope with ease and still have surplus energy.

  This doesn't mean that apart from the four of them, others have no hope. Those who can participate in class-to-class competitions and hold out for more than three rounds will be recorded by the school. Once the superior military needs to supplement high-intelligence personnel, they will be selected from here. In other words, this competition has countless hidden opportunities that you can't see.

  Of course, if all the players who rush into the final are from our class, that would be great. In the future, when all the players in the country have a final showdown, if we can stick together as one of our own, there will be even more opportunities."

  "Good!" As soon as the people in the class heard it, most of them applauded and cheered, only a few lazy guys who always took advantage of the situation to slack off regretted it.

  Shang Hong stepped forward to comfort everyone, saying: "In competitions that exceed three rounds or various finals, it's a test of two people in a group. If you can have a partner who complements each other physically or has an advantage over the other, the chances of winning are higher."

  I saw the team training of others in the troops, and in the next few days, we will start our own team practice. I will show you my skills and hope to provide some help to everyone. Our class in the external training department must create a miracle in school this time.

  "Alright, alright! Is Shang Hong going to start practicing with Qin now? Everyone, let's give them a round of applause!" Guo Lili chimed in, loving the commotion.

  "We're all dying of anxiety, waiting for you to come back and avenge us!"

  ……

  Xiang Hong raised an eyebrow at Qin Qing: "I need an assistant, is it him or him?" Her hand pointed to the two boys beside her.

  Qin Qing shifted his gaze to Zhao Yibo and Fang Mingyuan, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Zhao Yibo is more agile and can cooperate with you better; Fang Mingyuan's attack power is strong and can make up for your weaknesses. It depends on you, do you want an advantage that complements each other or makes up for each other's weaknesses."

  Xiang Hong looked at Zhao Yi Bo, then looked at Fang Ming Yuan, and smiled: "Which of you two will come with me to beat him up?"

  Fang Mingyu glanced at Zhao Yibo, and Zhao Yibo nodded: "I'll take care of it. Qin Xuechang can consider the crime of offending him just now as part of this."

  "Alright, you two win, let's just forget about that matter. If you lose, the two of you will wait together - heh heh!" Qin Qing's finger joints cracked loudly, and the implication was clear.

  As soon as he finished speaking, the neat queue immediately dispersed and retreated, with the three of them at the core, while others retreated to the wall, pushing those scattered tables tightly against the wall, and some even jumped up to sit and watch.

  Sang Hong and Zhao Yibo had fought many times before, usually she couldn't beat Qin Qing, but she could still find some confidence in Zhao Yibo, although it was also a bit difficult. Although Zhao Yibo didn't have Qin Qing's strong and fierce temperament, his steady lower plate and unhurried, step-by-step fighting style made her feel quite helpless.

  Sang Hong and Zhao Yibo stood on either side of Qin Qing, surrounding him.

  Zhao Yibo first feigned a punch, and Qin Qing didn't even turn his head before giving him a sweeping kick.

  He could easily dodge it naturally.

  When Sang Hong saw Qin Qing, she started jumping up and kicked him in the face with her foot as he bent down. Qin Qing shouted "good" and quickly raised his hand to grab her ankle. Sang Hong's toes tilted, and she had already kicked his shoulder, following his counterattack momentum, she did a sideways flip and landed neatly on the ground.

  Behind him, Zhao Yibo's fist was already coming like the wind.

  The two of them were very agile, constantly changing positions, punching and kicking, feinting and attacking, trying to dizzy Qin Qing.

  Qin Qing was kicked by Sang Hong with one foot, although the force was reduced because she changed her move temporarily, but it also shocked him, this girl could actually kick her.

  He found that Sang Hong's figure was more agile than before, and those moves had lost a lot of fancy tricks, which were actually ruthless bare-handed combat skills.

  He certainly couldn't have known that under Song Shuyu's abnormal harassment, Sang Hong was absolutely clever and resourceful in order to suffer less bullying, always looking for opportunities to attack and strike him.

  In hand-to-hand combat, although she was far inferior to Song Shuyu in terms of skill, when fighting against Qin Qing, she gradually became less at a disadvantage and no longer as pathetic.

  Xiang Hong's kick landed, and her confidence doubled. Usually when she used similar moves, he would easily catch her ankle or hit her leg, causing her so much pain that she couldn't bear it. This time, however, she was able to dodge, proving that her progress from all these days of training was not insignificant.

  Qin Qing gradually didn't hold back either, exerting all his strength, it had been a long time since he had done so, and immediately let out a series of tiger roars, opening up and circling with the two of them.

  Zhao Yibo naturally went all out, even if there was no chance of winning, but with the addition of Sang Hong as a helper, his confidence suddenly increased.

  They fought hard, and the surrounding students were naturally delighted. The cheers, shouts of surprise, and cheers were exceptionally loud, attracting students from nearby faculties to come over.

  Liu Daoyi didn't know through what channel he knew that Sang Hong had returned, and turned around to look at her.

  As soon as I entered the courtyard of the Foreign Training Department, I saw that the training room door and window were crowded with people, thinking it was a group fight, so I rushed forward.

  Those onlookers saw him coming and usually would have scattered, but today they tiptoed in to take a look, pretending not to see him.

  But the road silently gave way to him.

  Liu Daoyi furrowed his brow and walked in. The people inside saw him come in, and they all restrained their excitement and agitation.

  Only three figures were seen leaping and kicking, punching and attacking each other, looking as if they were performing a martial arts film.

  He stood silently and watched.

  They stared at each other for a long time, and although both sides had taken quite a few blows from each other, neither of them showed any intention of stopping.

  He raised his wrist to look at his watch and cleared his throat: "It's all stopped, how long has the afternoon training session started, what are you all surrounding here to see?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers let out a chorus of disappointed "ahs" and then began to disperse in a dejected manner.

  "What's wrong, are you still waiting for me to assign tasks?" Liu Daoyi sneered.

  Qin Qing heard the sound, made a strong attack, broke free from the encirclement of the two men, jumped to Liu Daoyi's side, stood firmly, and panted heavily: "These two guys have improved a lot, once they join forces, I can barely hold on."

  Both Sang Hong and Zhao Yibo were drenched in sweat, seeing him jump away, they finally stopped and stood on the spot, panting so hard that they couldn't even speak.

  She was at a loss for words when she was exhausted, so she just patiently evened out her breathing and didn't look at anything.

  Zhao Yibo thought she couldn't take it anymore and worriedly asked: "Where are you hurt?"

  Xiang Hong shook her head.

  He then sat down on the ground without any image, his hands constantly rubbing the place where Qin Qing hit him, and he was in so much pain that he let out a strange cry. Only then did he realize that the force with which Qin Qing usually disciplined them could not be compared to today's degree.

  "Don't rub it anymore, the more you rub, the faster it swells. Take measures to reduce swelling after 24 hours." Qin Qing reminded with a hint of schadenfreude.

  "You can pretend, but I don't believe the wounds on your body don't hurt." Zhao Yibo retorted angrily.

  "Will shouting loudly make it better? Be a man and act like one." Qin Qing scorned.

  "When a man is in pain, he yells, that's genuine emotion; I don't yell because my mouth would be wide open and my face would hurt too. Who's like you, a public figure type, always putting on a facade and maintaining your dignity?"

  Xiang Hong despised him, she clearly saw that he was in pain and his face was slightly twitching, but he pretended to be calm and composed.

  Qin Qing gritted her teeth and let out a loud "Ahhh!" as she jumped up and down on the spot, repeatedly asking Sang Hong:

  "The most venomous woman's heart, I let you have your way, but how dare you keep kicking the same spot over and over? This is my bone density, if it were someone else, they'd probably be kicked to pieces. Honestly, how many kicks did you land here?"

  Xiang Hong pursed her lips and smiled mischievously, saying nothing.

  This is her invention to deal with the fearless attacker, just attacking one place on the calf, accumulating little by little, and the accumulated pain will make the opponent's body movements no longer so coordinated.

  It's all because of that guy Song Shuyu forcing me out.

  So she would say that Qin Qing is pretending to be a fool because such things happened to Song Shuyu, he would be in so much pain that he couldn't even stand still.

  The students from the outer training department couldn't help but burst out laughing at Qin Qing's disheveled appearance.

  Liu Daoyi looked at the harmonious atmosphere and a smile appeared on his face.

  "When did Xiang Hong come back?"

  Liu Daoyi looked at Sang Hong and saw that she had opened her eyes and her breathing had calmed down, so he asked her.

  "Hello Director Liu, I returned to school at more than 8 o'clock this morning and should have gone to the Academic Affairs Office to get my leave approved first. But since they were thinking ahead, I took a detour here to take a look, and now I've forgotten about that matter."

  Xiang Hong smiled awkwardly, and the smile was a bit stronger, pulling on the big package on her face, hurting so much that she couldn't help but cry out in pain as she covered her face with her hands, "Ah——this damn package on my face, even smiling hurts."

  Liu Daoyi stared at her colorful and delicate face, wondering if Song Shuyu was an idiot for letting a little girl's face get hurt like this. He asked with concern: "Is there... medicine?"

  Xiang Hong raised her hand and pointed to her face, watching him nod, then replied respectfully: "The troops have special medicine for this kind of mosquito bite, I brought some."

  "That's good, you all practice hard. After the military training drill competition, our domestic brother schools will come to us for a competitive match. The winner will receive rewards of varying degrees from the school, so let's do our best!"

  The classmates in the class all applauded as soon as they heard it, and those with quick mouths were already asking what rewards he had.

  Liu Daoyi dodged and didn't answer, only saying: "We are the country's iron Great Wall, the country rewards us, it's like building a solid wall for our own home, where would we be stingy? When you go to the grassroots training in your third year, your epaulette will be different from others, and at that time you will understand."

  He finished speaking and turned around to leave amidst everyone's cheers.

  Xiang Hong chased him out and asked in a low voice when it would be suitable to sell the fake one. He waved his hand without looking back and said, "Go practice, I've seen it, that's equivalent to selling the fake one."

  Xiang Hong smiled and covered her mouth, then turned around and ran back to class.

  Inside the training room, Qin Qing had apparently let everyone choose their teams freely. Except for a few girls who were not very interested in the competition, almost all the boys had formed teams.

  Then, Sang Hong had Qin Qing and her fight against each other, demonstrating to everyone how to find the weaknesses of their opponents and then make up for them through action.

  The freshman class of the external training department is lively again, regardless of morning or evening, their training room is always full of energy, and students from different groups will also take the initiative to start challenging each other, sparring, and practicing coordination.

  Xiang Hong brought back the physical fitness indicators of the troops for them to see, and those boys only then realized that their usual training was just barely approaching the minimum limit of the family's training volume. Those boys who dreamed of becoming special soldiers immediately had a specific goal, and those who planned to become officers also started to diligently practice their physical fitness, competing for every second, with real skills, one can take big strides forward in life.

  In the following days, the military training competition and the closing ceremony came to an end. Liu Da's class, which was also Sang Hong's class, won two-thirds of the awards. He had never been so glorious before, and his chubby face was full of surprise and happiness.

  When leaving, it was naturally hard to part with, this is the most promising class he brought out, but after 40 days of getting along, they had formed a deep friendship, everyone bid farewell and blessed each other with tears in their eyes.

  Xiang Hong watched as the large canopy car carrying the instructors disappeared from view, and only then did she sigh: "Life is unpredictable, just like us now, gathering together from all corners of the country, thinking we would have a four-year bond, but it's not so, by junior year we'll be sent to the grassroots, and senior year maybe we'll stay in the troops, times like these when we're close and training hard are precious moments that should be cherished."

  Zhao Yibo heard her sorrow and couldn't help but comfort her: "These words are well said, such a life encounter is too long for a lifetime, we should only strive for every day, not wasting a single day, youth without regret!"

  His words fell.

  Classmates began shouting together: "Youth is fearless! Youth is fearless......" That boiling and majestic voice shouted out the passion of hot-blooded youth.

  Next, Sang Hong teamed up with Zhao Yibo and started regular training.

  Qin Qing saw Tian coming over more frequently, inspecting them as if he were their instructor.

  Ouyang Mengmeng couldn't see Qin Qing, so she guessed that Sang Hong was back. She sneaked over to take a look at her and as soon as she saw her terrifying face, all her doubts disappeared. She had become like this, even boys would be embarrassed to be with her, let alone stand together with Qin Qing. The contrast between beauty and ugliness was not self-inflicted humiliation?

  It's strange, her face is ruined, but she doesn't seem to be sad at all.

  Ouyang Mengmeng was perplexed and couldn't understand.

  With the help of Sang Hong, Zhao Yibo made significant progress. He himself liked martial arts and had a good foundation. In his interactions with Sang Hong, he discovered more of her charm. When in front of someone he likes, a boy's transformation into a perfect man will accelerate greatly.

  It's almost the weekend again. Song Shuyu had called ahead of time and said that she might not be able to come over, so she should invite her classmates to play in the city and relax instead.

  Although Sang Hong missed him very much, she also understood his work. She touched the swelling on her face, which had mostly gone away, leaving only a few red spots that seemed impossible to get rid of. She was worried about it too.

  But in order not to let Song Shu Yu worry, she could only deceive him, saying that she was much better, and instead comforted him not to be distracted by her.

  So, during training, Shang Hong said she wanted to go out on the streets over the weekend to relax and clear her mind. Zhao Yibo immediately volunteered to be her tour guide, being a local native, he would ensure she had a great time.

  Song Shuwei was extremely busy, to the point where he didn't even have time to touch the ground. It wasn't an exaggeration at all. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed and he still couldn't find the time to visit Sang Hong. However, every night before bed, he would make a phone call, just to comfort his longing heart.

  The grand military victory banquet finally came to an end, and the evening party that followed made the soldiers who had been fighting for more than four months cheer with joy.

  Song Shuwei patiently accompanied him in eating and watching until he saw off those big and small leaders, then he let out a sigh of relief and finally began to have some leisure time.

  He rushed straight to the parking lot. Although it was almost eight o'clock, he might see her if he hurried to school. He would see that girl by tomorrow morning at the latest.

  The hustle and bustle of the daytime and the killing atmosphere have long since disappeared, the twilight is deep, the singing and dancing on the stage are ethereal, bringing out a peaceful joy, making the military camp far away from the city show its unique tranquility and serenity.

  Song Shuwei wore a crisp military uniform, his majestic figure walking step by step in the deep autumn, exuding an aura of solemnity and grandeur. Zhao Yanyan's eyes sparkled as she stared at the man in front of her, he was forever so captivating.

  "Song Dage, didn't expect to see me here, did you?" Zhao Yanran slipped out from beside the car.

  "Yanran, how did you end up here?"

  Zhao Yanran took off her military uniform, revealing a blue fitted mini skirt and a white Victorian-style blouse with a round collar, which made her look sweet and feminine in a capable way.

  "I brought a congratulatory performance for your team, I've been busy since noon and was extremely tired so I took a nap in the car. When I heard the sound, I woke up and saw you coming over. You little rascal, probably only watched the beginning and wanted to leave already! Haha, today is a special day, I'm going to ask for a reward from you!"

  Zhao Yanran smiled and her eyes sparkled as she walked closer and playfully teased him.

  Song Shuwei's face, which had always been cold and hard, softened slightly as he listened to her words.

  Zhao Yanran knew him too well and never liked owing people favors at work, so she naturally knew how to grasp his weak points.

  "Haha, you've worked hard. Compared to our literary and art team, yours is not bad at all. Speak up, what do you want?" Song Shuyu was indeed very generous.

  Zhao Yanran stepped closer to Song Shuyu's aura, her heart beating faster with every breath. Every time she thought of him, the spark that had been extinguished would reignite, burning brighter in her heart like a flame fueled by oxygen.

  She stopped a few steps away from him, looked up at him and said: "Brother Song, do you still remember that time when we escaped together at the train station, evading capture?"

  Song Shuwei raised an eyebrow and smiled, "It seems like it's been ages since we last talked about this. It's as if the passage of time has washed away everything except for a few trivial details. How did you remember all this?"

  Zhao Yanran's eyes had a somewhat hidden melancholy.