Chapter 3: Teasing Qiu Lin

  Sun Qifan's deliberate troublemaking forced the originally solemn meeting to end prematurely.

  Night falls on Zhanjiang, and the naval port is bustling with warships returning to harbor, occasionally sounding two blasts of their horns. Under the night sky, fighter jets are taking off and landing continuously.

  Sitting under the flag stand in Central Square, Sun Qifan drank Coca-Cola while looking up at the fighter jets flying overhead. After watching for a while, he couldn't help but sigh and lower his head, forcing a bitter smile.

  "What's so funny?"

  Hearing that it was Uncle Sun's voice, Sun Qifan responded without even looking up, "Squad leader, how do you have the time to come and reason with me, this troublemaker who disrupted your disciplinary meeting?" After finishing speaking, Sun Qifan tilted his head back and drank the remaining cola in one gulp, then stood up to leave.

  "Halt!" Sun Bao suddenly shouted in a somewhat angry tone.

  Sun Qifan smiled slightly, exerted a bit of force with his fingers, and the Coke can was crushed. He turned around to face Sun Fan, looking at him with a raised eyebrow: "What's up?"

  Sun watched around and saw that there was no one else before saying: "What's wrong, are you still angry about me changing your assigned college major back then?"

  "Oh, Captain, you're saying this, should I be overjoyed that you're speaking up for me? Or should I say... I was already furious to begin with."

  "Alright!" Sun Fan took a deep breath. "I apologize for modifying the application form on my own back then, but..."

  "But what", Sun Qifan interrupted Sun's words without hesitation, "Are you saying that everyone in the family hopes I can follow you? As long as you are my umbrella, I can do whatever I want without fear. With you as the big captain, I can have a smooth career path, spend less time than others, and sit in a higher position than others, right?"

  Sun Fu had not expected Sun Qifan to say such a thing, his heart was inevitably stabbed by his nephew's words and hurt for a moment, the corner of his eyes even flashed with a fierce light, and his hands inserted in his pockets were clenched into fists.

  But he finally endured it and didn't say another word, turning around quickly and walking rapidly into the student building.

  Watching his uncle turn around and leave without saying a word, Sun Qifan was so angry that he slammed the Coke can to the ground, stood there looking at Sun Fan's office, and when the lights came on, he kicked the Coke can flying with one foot and turned back to the dormitory.

  To provide students with a better learning environment, the Flying Shark Training Base's student dormitories are all two-person rooms. The dormitory has bookshelves filled with various military magazines and professional textbooks that Sun Qifan and others will use in the future. Next to the bookshelf is a desk equipped with two computers that can only access the army's internal network. On the wall near the window, there is a calligraphy poster brought by Lu Tao, another student in the dormitory, "Man Jiang Hong·Flying Shark".

  "The blue sea flies with sharks, the waves surge, and the long border relies on it. Looking far away, sweeping across the sky, the yaksha is shocked and destroyed. Stirring up the heroic spirit to reward the strong will, inspiring the morale of the army flag hunting. Treading on the journey, laughing at difficulties in conversation, voice after voice is pleasant. Cutting through thorns, never fearing. Disasters and hardships, solving difficult problems. Sharing the mission, determination as firm as iron. Who can innovate again, climbing high to open up new boundaries step by step? Changing seas and skies, freely crossing three oceans, that person rests."

  After reading the words on the wall, Sun Qifan turned his head to look at the bathroom door that was tightly closed at this moment, listening to the sound of water inside, and smiled again with a hint of disdain. He said in a low voice: "Is it so honorable to be a flying shark driver? Why do so many people want to come?"

  As he said this, Sun Qifan couldn't help but think of Jiang Yurou and felt a slight ache in the back of his foot.

  "No way, she has to apologize to me." With that, Sun Qifan rushed out of the door and ran straight to Jiang Yurou's dormitory entrance, completely disregarding the fact that it was already lights-out time, and fiercely pounded on the door.

  The one who opened the door was not Jiang Yuruo, but Qiu Lin, a national defense student from Sichuan University's High Polymer Application Department.

  Seeing Sun Qifan, he thought it was the instructor Qiulin checking on them and immediately let out a sigh of relief, taking out the potato chips that were hidden behind his back. As he stuffed the chips into his mouth, he asked vaguely: "So late at night, what are you doing not sleeping?"

  "Find someone!" Sun Qifan didn't want to bother with Qiu Lin either, ignoring her and walking directly inside.

  Qiu Lin stood at the door for a moment, then reacted and rushed to Sun Qifan's side with open arms to block him. "Hey! Don't you know this is the girls' dorm?!"

  "I know", Sun Qifan responded while looking around for Jiang Yurou, without even giving a glance to Qiu Lin.

  Seeing herself being completely ignored, and Sun Qifan's response seemed very nonchalant, this made Qiu Lin suddenly take a deep breath, staring at Sun Qifan with wide eyes, pointing to the door and shouting: "Get out!"

  "I'm looking for someone." Sun Qifan still ignored Qiu Lin and walked directly past her, sitting down in the chair in front of the desk.

  Look at Sun Qifan doing whatever he wants, Qiu Lin couldn't help but laugh, "The dormitory is just this big, you're looking around now, there's only me here, so please leave, okay?"

  "My eyes aren't blind, I know it's just you, so I sat down to wait for her." As he spoke, Sun Qifan saw a book on the desk and, driven by his occupational habit and curiosity as a psychologist, picked it up and began to flip through it.

  As a result, she didn't even see what was written on the page, and her notebook was snatched away by Qiu Lin, who held it tightly in her arms.

  "Hey, how can you be so careless? Don't you have any manners?"

  Upon hearing this, Sun Qifan smiled slightly and walked up to Qiu Lin, leaning in a bit closer and saying softly, "You're actually right, I'm not a well-mannered person to begin with." As he spoke, a sly smile spread across his face, and he took another small step forward.

  Seeing Sun Qifan approaching her with ill intentions, Qiu Lin hastily took a step back.

  Sun Qifan saw Qiu Lin retreat, and he took another step forward. Qiu Lin retreated again, Sun Qifan pursued again, until Qiu Lin's back was directly against the bookshelf at the head of the bed, and only then did the two people stop, with Sun Qifan now only a dozen centimeters away from Qiu Lin.

  At such a close distance, Qiu Lin, who was in a hurry for the time being, could only raise the potato chips in her hand to block her face, looking at Sun Qifan with a sideways glance, and warning him in a heavy tone: "What do you want to do! As long as I shout now, you will... eat it all and take it away!" After finishing speaking, Qiu Lin stretched out her hand and pressed the potato chip bag tightly on Sun Qifan's face.

  Sun Qifan looked at the potato chip bag in front of him and couldn't help but let out a light sigh, thinking that this foodie little girl should consider herself to be robbed. But this was just fine, he might as well take advantage of the situation and let brainless Qiu Lin send himself out of the Flying Shark team.

  Thinking of this, Sun Qifan suddenly raised his hand and tore open the potato chip bag in front of him, pressing both hands on the bookshelf and embracing Qiu Lin.

  Qiu Lin raised her hand to cover her chest, leaned her head back as far as possible, and stammered: "Y-you... what do you want to do?!"

  "What do you think I want to do?" As he spoke, Sun Qifan brought his face closer to Qiu Lin with a mischievous grin.

  However, what followed was a loud "bang", Sun Qifan only felt a severe pain on the back of his head, and he quickly dodged to one side.

  At a glance, he found Jiang Yurou staring at him with angry eyes, and in her hand was a tightly clenched Oxford Dictionary. "Do I need to use such vicious tactics? It's going to be fatal."

  "My life is worth less than a single word, I'd rather die than sully my dictionary!" As she spoke, Jiang Yurou raised her massive dictionary into the air once more, pretending to be on the verge of smashing it down on Sun Qifan.

  Not afraid of thugs who fight, but afraid of thugs who are cultured. Not afraid of men who practice martial arts, but afraid of a fierce female tomboy!

  "Halt!" Sun Qifan hastily raised his hand to stop Jiang Yurou, saying: "Originally, I wanted you to apologize for what happened during the day, but looking at the current situation, you don't seem to be in the mood to apologize, so I'll let you off the hook for now." As he spoke, Sun Qifan kept a distance of about one meter from Jiang Yurou and walked towards the door.

  As soon as they went out of the door and reached a safe area, Sun Qifan immediately turned around and ran back to the dormitory.

  Qiu Lin looked at Sun Qifan being scared by Jiang Yuru and burst out laughing, asking Jiang Yuru: "Aren't you afraid he'll do something to us?"

  After hearing this, Jiang Yuru weighed the large dictionary in her hand and asked Qiulin instead, "Are you still expecting something to happen?"

  "What was that? I, Qiu Lin, swear on my foodie reputation, I just didn't want to hurt anyone earlier. After all, we're classmates, and it's not good to lose harmony with each other."

  "All I can say is... Ha! Ha!" Jiang Yurou said with a smile, then turned around and put the large dictionary back on the bookshelf.

  Sun Qifan returned to his dormitory, also unable to figure it out. He thought to himself, why didn't he dare do something with Jiang Yurou? It was the same during the day and just now. He felt that something wasn't right, but no matter how hard Sun Qifan thought about it for half a day, he couldn't come up with an explanation. Hearing footsteps outside the door, he knew the dorm inspector had arrived, so he quickly got into bed and pretended to sleep.

  The door was opened, and Sun Qifan did not hear the sound of footsteps entering, nor did he see the light from the flashlight. Instead, he heard a series of metallic knocking sounds on the bricks. As this sound slowly stopped, a faint "sizzling" sound began to echo in the quiet room, followed by a pungent smell that filled the entire space.

  Suddenly opening his eyes and taking a look, Sun Qifan couldn't help but shout loudly, "Tear gas!"

  Responding, Sun Qifan quickly got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom to grab a towel, wet it, covered his mouth and nose, bent over and ran out. Just as he rushed out of the door, before he could see who was standing in front of him, he felt a heavy blow to the back of his head, and he fainted.