The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

Chen Jingxing brushed off the grass debris on his body, stood up slowly, patted Lu Qingyun on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "You, your outfit does look quite realistic, but it's a pity that your acting is still not up to par."

Lu Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be calm on the surface: "Sir, you are joking. I am a dull student. I still need your guidance."

Chen Jingxing looked around and saw that the other students also looked puzzled, so he smiled and said, "You are still too young. The battlefield is ever-changing, and the slightest flaw can be fatal. You can't get away with it by just imitating."

"Qingyun, you imitated the tone and mannerisms of the Anti-Japanese Camp soldiers perfectly. Unfortunately, you overlooked a crucial detail." Chen Jingxing paused, noticing everyone's attention, before continuing, "The soldiers in the Anti-Japanese Camp are close friends. When they meet, they don't just hug each other, they greet each other and remind each other. Unlike you, you came straight to my tent. Do you even have your comrades in mind?"

Lu Qingyun was stunned. He never expected that his plan, which he thought was perfect, would fail because of such a small detail.

"Teacher, you are teaching me a lesson. I know I was wrong." Lu Qingyun lowered his head in shame.

Seeing that he had recognized his mistake, Chen Jingxing did not pursue the matter further. Instead, he spoke earnestly, "You are all outstanding students of Zhaoyin Academy. You will become pillars of the nation in the future. Today's drill will serve as a lesson for you to understand that the battlefield is no joke. Any negligence may result in a heavy price."

Chen Jingxing deliberately stretched out his hands at this time, and said teasingly with a smile: "Come on, why don't you tie me up? I am your 'prisoner of war' now, but don't torture me!"

Zhang Tiecheng and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. They had originally thought it was just an exercise, just for show, but who knew Chen Jingxing would take it so seriously.

"What? Do you want to disobey orders?" Chen Jingxing raised his eyebrows and pretended to be serious.

"No, no! Military Advisor, as you taught us, we will tie him up right away!" Jiang Zuo was the smartest one. He quickly stepped forward and pretended to tie up Chen Jingxing's arms with a rope.

"Hey, let me tell you, guys. You have to treat the exercises and assessments as actual combat. If you don't even take it seriously, you'll suffer a great loss on the battlefield in the future!" Chen Jingxing cooperated with them while giving them a few words of advice.

After hearing what he said, the few people immediately put aside their joking thoughts and completed the "binding" task seriously.

"Come on, take me to your evacuation point to exchange for 'prisoners of war'!" Chen Jingxing dusted off his body and took the lead to walk towards Qianlin Mountain.

Several people followed closely behind, and the atmosphere along the way was much more relaxed than before.

After arriving at the evacuation point at Qianlin Mountain, they were stunned. They saw Li Dazhuang tied to a tree with his hands and feet tied to his waist, a piece of rag stuffed in his mouth, sobbing and struggling. He looked extremely miserable.

"Hey, Dazhuang," Jiang Zuo said, laughing as he untied the ropes on Li Dazhuang. "With your intelligence, how did you manage to get into Zhaoyin Academy?"

Li Dazhuang rubbed his wrist, his face flushed red, and said stubbornly: "Who... who said I have low IQ? I'm just trying to complete the mission!"

"Come on," Zhao Xiaojing couldn't help laughing. "With your little tricks, you still think you can deceive those old foxes in the anti-Japanese camp? Remember this for the next time!"

Li Dazhuang pursed his lips in grievance and dared not say anything more.

Seeing this, Lu Qingyun couldn't help but laugh too, and even Chen Jingxing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, stop laughing. Put Dazhuang down quickly and ask him what's going on." Zhang Tiecheng smiled and shook his head, signaling everyone to stop making trouble.

It turned out that after Li Dazhuang arrived at the evacuation point, he looked at the anti-Japanese soldiers and his heart skipped a beat. He said to himself, "Oh no!" He thought that the previous plan to evacuate Linshan might have failed.

His mind raced, and he could only bite the bullet and try to bluff his way through. He feigned indifference, intending to blend in with the students like he had last time. Little did he know, however, that the soldiers guarding the intersection had already received notice and remembered his and their faces, waiting for him to fall into their trap. This time, Da Zhuang had miscalculated terribly, running headfirst into the encirclement of the anti-Japanese camp.

"Da Zhuang, you are really too brave. When you see something is wrong, just run away. Hahaha..." Jiang Zuo joked while helping Li Da Zhuang untie the ropes.

Li Dazhuang defended himself with a look of grievance: "I also wanted to complete the task independently, but who knew they..."

"Alright, alright. I know you've done your job well." Lu Qingyun patted Li Dazhuang on the shoulder and consoled him. "Just consider this a lesson learned. Don't make such a stupid mistake again next time."

Li Dazhuang nodded with a red face.

After dealing with matters related to Li Dazhuang, Lu Qingyun completed the handover of the "prisoners of war" with the anti-Japanese camp soldiers who were ambushing at the evacuation point. Then, without stopping for a moment, he carried the mission information and rushed towards the direction of the academy.

Cen Jiexiao paced back and forth anxiously, the clatter of her embroidered shoes on the wooden floor a sound that seemed to hammer at her heart. From time to time, she raised her binoculars, her anxious gaze tracing through the layers of tree shadows, trying to get a clear view of the exercise area. However, the dense branches and leaves obscured her view, leaving only an irritating expanse of green.

"It's already this late, why haven't you come back yet?" Cen Jiexiao muttered to herself, her brows furrowed, her tone filled with worry. The twelve guys in the Intelligence Department were all shrewd, smooth-talking and unruly. Although this assessment and exercise mission wasn't dangerous, she still felt a strange unease.

Not far away, Chen Zigui and Wen Kuan were talking in low voices, their brows furrowed, their expressions serious. Cen Jiexiao put down her telescope and couldn't help but walk towards them, asking as she walked, "How's it going? Any news on them?"

Chen Zigui shook his head, a trace of worry flashing in his deep eyes. He said in a deep voice, "I can't get in touch, but..." He paused, his eyes falling on Cen Jiexiao's slightly pale face. "Don't worry too much. This exercise is well planned. Nothing will happen."

Cen Jiexiao bit her lower lip lightly, secretly complaining in her heart: That's easy to say! Those twelve little ancestors are all slippery and ruthless. If they really encounter any unexpected situation, who knows what chaos will happen!

Lu Qingyun, Zhang Tiecheng, and the other six hurried back to the academy. Cen Jiexiao had been waiting at the academy gate for a long time, her delicate features filled with unconcealed anxiety.

"Dean!" Jiang Zuo saw Cen Jiexiao from afar and shouted at the top of his voice. Then he left everyone behind and ran to Cen Jiexiao, "We are back! You don't even know that this time..."

"It's already this late, and you're still talking nonsense!" Lu Qingyun glared at Jiang Zuo fiercely, then turned to look at Cen Jiexiao and saluted. "Dean, the Intelligence Department has successfully completed the actual combat exercise assessment and is here to report."

Cen Jiexiao felt a mixture of emotions as she gazed at the dusty group of young men before her. Their faces were dusty and their clothes disheveled, yet their eyes couldn't conceal the sparkle of excitement. The cleverness of these students was reminiscent of veterans of the battlefield. Cen Jiexiao understood that these young people at the academy might be her greatest asset and the foundation for realizing her ideals and ambitions in the Great Zhou.