She became a heartthrob among internet celebrities.

The next day, Jiang Lai was woken up by 001. She got up sleepily and then went to push the others.

"Pear, Zhao Zhao, Xiang Yue!! Get up, get up!" But Jiang Lai herself still had her eyes closed. "It's time for military training assembly!"

"Five more minutes!" "Ugh—" "Zzzzz..."

In summer, it gets light very early, but the dormitory curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was still pitch black. Jiang Lai rubbed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and pulled open the curtains. It was already bright outside, with a touch of morning coolness.

Jiang Lai pulled back everyone's bed curtains. "Get up quickly! You'll be in big trouble if you're late and get punished!"

After saying that, she went into the bathroom to wash up. When she came out, the other three sisters had already gotten up one after another.

Jiang Lai changed into her military training uniform, then started applying lotion and sunscreen.

"Hurry up, I'll go buy you breakfast first, then we can eat in the dorm before going to the playground."

"Thank you, A-Jiang!" x3

There was a lot of commotion in the bathroom. Jiang Lai shook her head and walked out of the dormitory. She could hear the frantic sounds coming from other dorm rooms in the hallway, as if they were about to go to war.

Jiang Lai went to the nearest Daoxiangyuan bakery to buy breakfast, then hurriedly returned to her dorm room, saying, "The breakfast is all on the table!"

"it is good!"

Jiang Lai also took a breakfast and started eating.

— By the time the group arrived at the playground, the sun was already high in the sky, and they quickly found their classroom.

"Assemble!" came a loud shout.

The students in the class quickly and spontaneously lined up in two rows, boys and girls, according to their height.

"Attention, everyone! Right face! Count off!"

"one two three!""......"

Jiang Lai and Zhao Ying were not far apart. Taking this opportunity, Zhao Ying said to Jiang Lai, "This instructor looks a bit old!"

Before Jiang Lai could speak, the girl in the middle chimed in, "That's right! I thought I was going to see some handsome guys!"

Well, it seems everyone thinks the same way.

Jiang Lai looked at the instructor standing not far in front of her. He looked to be around forty years old, with short hair, dark skin, and a square face that made him look very dignified. At this moment, he was standing upright with his hands behind his back and his feet about thirty centimeters apart. He exuded an air of authority without anger and had a unique military temperament.

"Reporting to the instructor, there should be 36 students in the class, and there are 36 students present!" the class leader reported.

"Very good! Back in formation!" the instructor said sternly. "Next, count off from one to six!"

"one two three!"

The sun was high in the sky, and steam was rising from the ground. The students of Finance Class 1 were divided into 6x6 squares by their instructors. Not far away, there were also lines of other classes, all wearing yellow and green camouflage uniforms and stuffy hats, undergoing military training under the sun.

Jiang Lai didn't find it too unbearable; apart from the sun being a bit too bright, she could tolerate it.

"First of all! Let me introduce myself. My surname is Deng, you can just call me Instructor Deng! I am currently serving in the xx unit..."

Zhao Ying said that military training instructors are usually selected from students in military academies, which is not wrong. However, schools like Beijing University, which focus on the all-round development of students, tend to invite active-duty soldiers to conduct military training for students because they are experienced.

Jiang Lai thought aimlessly.

"We are the 11th Platoon, 6th Company, got it?"

"remember!"

The squad leader took on the role of platoon leader.

Next came the instructor's address, where he introduced the tasks for the next few days. Instructor Deng looked a bit stern, but he didn't seem unreasonable; he appeared quite approachable, which relieved the students.

……

"One two one, one two one..."

Slogans echoed throughout the playground.

Military training is definitely the thing college students hate the most. To be honest, what good is half a month of training? It's boring, tedious, and painful.

The first project is physical training, which is commonly referred to as standing at attention, standing at ease, and assembly/dispersion.

Instructor Deng's first task was to have everyone stand at attention for fifteen minutes.

"Don't move! You'll have to report it if you do!"

"You can't even stand it after just fifteen minutes?"

"Soldiers! Must have an iron will!"

The sunlight was intense, making people sweat profusely.

"Heels close together! Toes 60 degrees apart! Tuck in your stomach!! Middle fingers on the trouser seams!" Instructor Deng walked in the ranks, correcting the students' movements from time to time.

Everyone is tired.

Jiang Lai was tired and bored, but luckily there was 001. She could chat with 001 in her mind to distract herself.

"Host, your favorability rating has been rising very quickly lately!"

"Thanks for the school's 4K high-definition live stream?" Jiang Lai replied quietly, "What's the next reward?"

"Form optimization".

"I understand. It's just a minor change, not a big difference, right?"

"How could it possibly bring the host's physique to perfection?!"

"Fine," Jiang Lai retorted, "Anyway, I didn't lose anything."

-

Everyone has experienced the pain of military training, but some people have been through the rain themselves, so they want to make others soaked as well.

Jiang Lai had already seen many senior students enjoying ice cream and popsicles outside the playground.

"I'm so hungry." Jiang Lai also felt her mouth getting dry.

At this point, the military training had just lasted an hour and a half, and the instructors gave everyone a half-hour break.

"Don't wander around!" he instructed everyone.

Actually, Instructor Deng was already a pretty good instructor. He chose a shady open space for everyone to practice. Although he was strict, he didn't yell at people for no reason.

As soon as he said to disband, everyone rushed out.

Some people ran to buy water, while others went to cool off under the shade of trees.

Jiang Lai and her three roommates all brought their own water, so they sat together under the shade of a tree.

"My dream is shattered," Zhao Ying said. "Why aren't handsome guys our instructors?"

"Isn't Instructor Deng good? He's got tons of hormones." Tang Li retorted, using Zhao Ying's own words from yesterday.

Zhao Ying gave her a resentful look, then silently lowered her head to drink water.

Li Xiangyue and Jiang Lai were laughing together, and many boys nearby were quietly watching them.

After a while, the students who went to buy water and ice cream returned one after another. They sat in groups of three or five under the shade of the trees, feeling as if they had finally come back to life.

Instructor Deng chatted with the instructors from other teams for a while. When he came back and saw everyone looking so lazy, he said, "If you were my soldiers, I would have gotten started long ago."

"Instructor—we're really tired!" they called out in twos and threes.

"Get up, get up! Look at all the teams out there, running away like rabbits the moment you hear 'disband,' a complete mess! Line up and sit down!"

Everyone reluctantly stood up and moved to their new positions.

Instructor Deng stood at the front of the line, saying, "Even during rest time, you must act like a soldier!"

The next group started singing "Unity is Strength" in unison.

Instructor Deng listened for a while and said, "Let's sing a song too! Do you know 'Returning from Target Practice'?"

"Unity is Strength" and "Returning from Target Practice" are two essential songs for military training, and everyone knows them.

"If you sing louder than the ten rows, I'll give you another ten minutes of rest!"

"!!!" Everyone immediately got excited, both boys and girls shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Sunset in the west! Red clouds fly! Soldiers return to camp after target practice!"

After finishing the song, Instructor Deng made a triumphant gesture to the instructor opposite him.

The two were probably good friends, because they immediately started singing "Our Team Is Like the Sun," and after they finished, they shouted, "Eleventh row! One more! One more! Eleventh row!"

The two sides then started a singing competition, which attracted students from other teams to come and sing along.

I must say, it's quite interesting.

But when we got back to the dorm that night, everyone was exhausted.

"Half a month, then kill me!" Zhao Ying patted the blanket.

Jiang Lai picked up her nightgown. "Go wash up and go to bed early."

-

Before you know it, a week has passed.

During a break that day, Instructor Deng said, "There will be a guard of honor at the closing ceremony. Does anyone in our platoon want to participate?"

Jiang Lai was lost in thought when she heard the instructor suddenly call her name.

She instinctively shouted, "Here!!"

Instructor Deng walked up to her and said, "Why don't you try the honor guard?"

"Huh? Me?"

"It's you." After this period of time, Instructor Deng has become quite familiar with everyone. If he were to ask who he remembers best in the entire team, Jiang Lai would definitely be one of them.

The girl was tall and pretty. While others were exhausted from training and tanned dark, she always looked energetic and radiant in the crowd. Many boys secretly looked at her, and even the boys in the next row asked her questions.

“You train well and you’re tall, so I’ll recommend you and see if you can be selected for the honor guard.”

What else could Jiang Lai do? So she said, "I will definitely work hard."

In the afternoon, Jiang Lai was called away by Instructor Deng. Those of them who were recommended were to march in a separate formation, led by the chief instructor, and then several instructors and leaders would jointly select qualified people to participate in the guard of honor.

Each platoon nominated one person, but in the end, there were only a few spots available for the honor guard, so the competition was fierce.

But this thing doesn't earn credits, so what's the point? Jiang Lai was full of questions.

Even so, she still followed the training diligently, not daring to slack off in the slightest, for fear of embarrassing Instructor Deng.

The head instructor's training was much stricter than Instructor Deng's.

Jiang Lai practiced marching and stepping under the sun for an entire afternoon, her head covered in sweat.

They practiced almost non-stop for two hours before the head instructor finally said to rest for ten minutes.

Jiang Lai wanted to lie down on the spot, but for the sake of saving face, she obediently went to get some water and sat down to rest.

"Hey! You're from the 11th platoon of the 6th company, right?" a girl asked.

"Yes, that's me. My name is Jiang Lai. What's yours?"

The girl laughed, "My name is Ma Jing, and I'm in the tenth row next to you."

It turned out to be a comrade from the next platoon, and Jiang Lai chatted with her to relieve her boredom.

The two had barely exchanged a few words when ten minutes were up, and the grueling training resumed.

When Jiang Lai returned to her dorm that night, she was completely exhausted.

"Ah Jiang! You've been working so hard! Look how tired you look." Tang Li touched her face.

Jiang Lai waved her hand, "Stop talking, it's only my first day, and I already don't want to do it anymore. The head instructor is much stricter than Instructor Deng!"

"That's terrible, that's terrible." Zhao Ying shook her head. "It seems that being too outstanding also has its troubles."

"It's much easier here today. It was so much fun singing with the next group," said Li Xiangyue, who was applying a face mask.

Jiang Lai sighed, "Luckily, it's only three days of training. If I'm not selected later, I'll come back."

"Then you should still get selected. It would make our class look good, wouldn't it? Besides, it would be a shame if you didn't get selected after three days of training," Tang Li said.

"I second that." "+1."

Jiang Lai thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense. Never mind, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed early, I'm exhausted."

-

The third day of intensive training.

Today's training was a little different.

Besides the head instructor, there were several leaders standing aside watching their training, as well as teachers.

After training them through all the military postures, including standing at attention, standing at ease, marching, and straddling, the chief instructor told them to stop and rest for ten minutes.

Jiang Lai and Ma Jing chatted, "Those leaders and teachers must have come to select people."

Ma Jing agreed: "That's right, I saw them taking attendance."

I didn't see Jiang Lai.

"I wonder who will be selected."

“I think Kang Xiaoyu definitely has it.” Ma Jing leaned closer to Jiang Lai and said, “I saw a leader point him out, and he really is quite good.”

“That makes sense.” Jiang Lai stroked her chin.

"Assemble!" The head instructor blew his whistle and shouted when the ten minutes were up.

Everyone immediately lined up, and then the head instructor started calling out, "Those whose names are called, step forward!"

"Kang Xiaoyu!" "Here!"

"Lü Hailin!" "Here!"

……

One by one, the students whose names were called stepped out of the line.

That's the last name.

Jiang Lai's heart tightened involuntarily.

When you're not involved in something, it's all irrelevant to you, and you don't care about it. But when you truly put in the effort and don't receive recognition, the resulting self-doubt and disappointment are extremely painful.

Although Jiang Lai didn't initially intend to join the honor guard, after several days of hard training, she truly put in a lot of effort for this. In addition, Instructor Deng kept reminding her, and Jiang Lai didn't want to disappoint Coach Deng's expectations.

But what if I really don't get selected...

As Jiang Lai was thinking, she heard her own name.

"Jiang Lai!"

"To!"

"You've been selected too. Can you lead the team? You'll be the one holding the red flag and leading the way."

This was a decision made by the instructors after careful consideration.

The reason is simple: Jiang Lai is both outstanding and beautiful.

“Reporting, Instructor! I can do it!!” Jiang Lai replied loudly.

The head instructor laughed and said, "Alright! Go back now! Tell your instructor not to be late tomorrow morning."

Tomorrow is the closing ceremony of the military training.

"Yes!" Jiang Lai said to the chief instructor, then happily ran back to the eleventh platoon of the sixth company.

"Instructor Deng!" she called out, "Reporting, Instructor, requesting to return to the team!"

Instructor Deng looked at her seriously and asked, "How is it?"

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

"Back to the team!" Instructor Deng smiled.

When Jiang Lai returned to the team, she gave her roommate an OK sign as she passed by.

Jiang Lai's roommates immediately understood that she had been selected for the honor guard.