Film and Television Overview: Starting from the Same Window

"Don't be so formal about money," Zhou Shengchen said readily. "Duan Jiaxu's friends are my friends, so this time it's on me. If you need anything next time, we can settle the bill then."

"Also, it's almost time to shower, so I'll head out now." With that, Zhou Shengchen quickly ran towards his dormitory.

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The seventh day of military training.

Pan Zhen didn't provoke any trouble, so the second company, fourth platoon, had a very uneventful day. During the day, they did marching and practiced military boxing, and at night they stood at attention and practiced singing.

However, everyone was looking forward to the tenth day of military training, because Xiao Haiyang told everyone, based on his experience of repeating a year for two years, that the instructor and class teacher would come to see everyone on the tenth day with chicken legs, one for each person.

After military training ended in the evening, Zhou Shengchen wanted to ask Miss Huangfu Shumin out to chat about life.

However, Miss Huangfu Shumin was still resentful about Zhou Shengchen taking her first kiss last night, and refused to come out no matter what. She even called him a pervert via text message.

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The eighth day of military training.

Military training remained uneventful, repeating the same routines as before, and Lu Qiaochuan and the others were still looking forward to the tenth day.

After military training ended in the evening, Zhou Shengchen invited Miss Huangfu Shumin out to play again.

This time, Huangfu Shumin did not refuse directly. She just said that Xia Langlang, the male god in her dormitory, asked Xia Langlang to invite a few classmates to go to the mountaintop to see the stars, and Huangfu Shumin wanted to go too.

Upon hearing this news, Zhou Shengchen immediately asked Huangfu Shumin to wait a moment while he went over to check.

At the bottom of the mountain.

Zhou Shengchen looked at Ma Yiran, Xia Langlang's crush, with a smile: "Since we're going to see the stars, Brother Ma probably doesn't mind having one more person, right?"

"This is?"

Ma Yiran's smile froze, and then she looked at Xia Langlang with a puzzled expression.

Before Xia Langlang could answer, Zhou Shengchen interrupted, "My name is Zhou Shengchen, and I'm Huangfu Shumin's boyfriend."

In an instant, Ma Yiran breathed a sigh of relief.

He said he didn't care about the other person's girlfriend as long as she wasn't his target, Fan Xiaoyu.

When Huangfu Shumin heard Zhou Shengchen say that she was his girlfriend, she glared at him, but did not come out to refute him.

"Not at all, of course not." Ma Yiran forced a smile. "With Brother Zhou here, it's even more lively. How could I possibly mind?"

"However, it's getting late, let's hurry up and get up the mountain!"

Zhou Shengchen, Fan Xiaoyu, and the others nodded in agreement.

Ten minutes later, the group reached the top of the mountain.

It was then that Xia Langlang and the others realized that there were no stars at all that night; all that was present were the lights that the boys in Ma Yiran's dormitory had prepared.

After a brief introduction, everyone sat together and played Truth or Dare.

Ma Yiran happened to draw the truth question. Before anyone could ask her a question, Ma Yiran stood up and took the opportunity to confess her feelings.

The atmosphere was building to a fever pitch, and Xia Langlang thought the other person was going to confess their feelings to her. Her face turned redder and her heart started racing. But at the end, Ma Yiran turned to Fan Xiaoyu and told her what his heart truly desired.

It turns out that everything was just Xia Langlang's wishful thinking. Ma Yiran didn't like her at all; she had misunderstood.

Fan Xiaoyu, who had only intended to attend the gathering casually, found herself extremely embarrassed when she discovered that she had become the main character of the party.

Who is Fan Xiaoyu? She shouldn't have stooped so low as to "steal" her best friend's boyfriend.

She turned to look at Xia Langlang, somewhat at a loss.

Sure enough, Xia Langlang's eyes immediately filled with tears.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fan Xiaoyu simply ignored Ma Yiran and insisted on pulling Xia Langlang and Yang Jiaqian away...

With the farce over, Zhou Shengchen naturally had no intention of staying any longer. He pulled Huangfu Shumin along and left to find a quiet place to reconnect.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Exposing Pan Zhen's Hypocritical Face

The ninth day of military training.

Several buses suddenly appeared on the playground.

Training ground, second company, fourth squad.

Zhang Chi said loudly, "Your school leaders have arrived. According to usual practice, they should arrive on the tenth day, but for some reason, they have arrived today."

Upon receiving the news, the students were overjoyed, since the school leaders hadn't come empty-handed; they had brought the chicken legs they had been eagerly anticipating.

drumstick!

drumstick!!

drumstick!!!

Say important things three times.

If it weren't for this chicken leg, Zhou Shengchen estimated that many of his classmates wouldn't have been able to get through the sore period of the first few days of military training with such energy.

But will Zhou Shengchen's company be able to get the chicken legs?

Zhou Shengchen thought it was impossible because there was a little person in their second company, fourth squad.

Having watched the original series, Zhou Shengchen knew that Pan Zhen had likely already informed the school leaders about their fight.

"Our training routine will remain unchanged. This morning we will practice marching, and this afternoon we will practice military boxing."

"Also, it's our class's turn for night watch. You'll be assigned to different dorm rooms, starting with Xiao Haiyang's room. After 11 PM, there will be two people per spot..."

Zhang Chi rattled off a whole string of words in one breath.

However, no one really listened, because their minds were completely focused on the chicken leg that was about to arrive.

Even at lunchtime, the conversation among the chatterboxes revolved around chicken legs.

"Where's the chicken leg? Where ...?" Yu Hao's gaze kept lingering on the roasted eggplant and potato slices on the table.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find the chicken leg he wanted.

"It will be served after dinner," Xiao Haiyang said helplessly.

"Ah~ No, no~ I'm not happy, I want to eat meat now." Yu Hao leaned on Xiao Haiyang's shoulder, acting coquettishly.

Xiao Haiyang glanced at him, but didn't say anything or push his head away.

After spending about ten days together, Xiao Haiyang already knew what kind of person Yu Hao was.

He felt that if he pushed the other person away now, Yu Hao would pester him every day for the next few days, driving him crazy.

"Stop fooling around, eat more. We have to keep watch tonight." At this moment, Zhou Shengchen suddenly broke off half a steamed bun and threw it into Yu Hao's bowl.

"why me?"

Xiao Haiyang said, "It's not just you, all five of us have to guard three places."

“You two will form pairs, and I’ll team up with Wang Yun from our class,” Zhou Shengchen said, stating his idea.

“Okay.” Xiao Haiyang nodded, divided him, Yu Hao, Lu Qiaochuan, and Bi Shisan into two groups, and then arranged their positions for night watch.

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During afternoon training.

In the second company, fourth platoon, instructor Zhang Chi faced the group and asked with a serious expression, "Did any of you call your class teacher at noon on the first day of military training?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, but Pan Zhen's expression changed.

Zhang Chi continued, "I don't know who reported the fight that happened on the first day of your military training to your college."

"They contacted me at noon to verify the situation. Therefore, you may be punished."

"But I can only give you two words: You deserve it."

Zhang Chi emphasized the last two words.

He had already resolved the fight incident, and as long as he didn't tell anyone, everything would be fine.

But someone leaked the story, even directly to the academy. Once the matter blew up, he couldn't cover it up anymore.

The person who started the fight was punished, and as the instructor, he was also inevitably criticized.

So, he was a little annoyed, especially about the person who snitched.

"Report!" Xiao Haiyang shouted.

"speak!"

"Are you sure you didn't let it slip yourself?"

"Xiao Haiyang, step forward!" the instructor roared.

He would have preferred to cover up the fight that occurred in the company he led, so how could he possibly let it slip?

Xiao Haiyang stepped forward and angrily walked up to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi said coldly, "Have I given you too much face? Huh?"

Xiao Haiyang said angrily, "There's absolutely no way a student could have revealed this on their own. If they did, they would all get a major demerit. Who would be so stupid as to do something like this?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chi suddenly laughed: "Then I don't know, but your academy already knows."

"If I had known you would be punished, I would have reported it long ago."

"Serves you right! Weren't you arrogant? Didn't you think my punishment was unfair?"

"Fine! Now your school will give you a fair punishment."

Listening to Zhang Chi's sarcastic words, Xiao Haiyang confirmed that the instructor hadn't actually leaked the information. So he turned to look at the team.

Then he noticed Pan Zhen, whose eyes were constantly darting around. He immediately knew who had done this and couldn't help but curse, "Idiot."

Anyone who has watched TV knows that only an idiot like Pan Zhen would do something as ridiculous as reporting himself for fighting.

So when the instructor said someone had reported him, Zhou Shengchen carefully observed Pan Zhen's constantly changing expression, and quietly came up behind him, reaching his hand into Pan Zhen's pocket.

Zhou Shengchen took out Pan Zhen's phone, fiddled with it for a few moments, and then opened the phone and found the call log.

"Report!" Zhou Shengchen shouted.

"speak."