You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

When Xu Wenbin read this, the tips of Su Qinghe's ears turned pink at a visible speed.

She immediately lowered her head and ate a mouthful of rice, trying to pretend she didn't care and hide her true feelings.

But everyone present saw through the charade of self-deception in a second.

Zhao Weilan covered her mouth and chuckled, then whispered to Shen Shiyu, "Look how red Qinghe's ears are."

Shen Shiyu nodded, suppressing a laugh.

"It's not over yet." Xu Wenbin continued scrolling down, still not satisfied. "Hey, hey, this is even more outrageous. Someone posted a close-up photo of Jiang Che in the comments, saying they want to vote him as the most handsome freshman in the history of Peking University."

"Then another argument broke out in the comments section."

"What's all the noise about?" Lin tide asked curiously, craning her neck to look.

"Is Chao Jiangche really the 'most handsome'?"

Xu Wenbin, both amused and exasperated, moved his phone closer to Lin tide. "Someone said there's a mixed-race freshman in the language institute next door who's quite handsome, but he immediately got a lot of flak for it, with people saying that guy looks effeminate and gay, and is nowhere near as good-looking as a tough guy like Lao Jiang."

Jiang Che finally reacted upon hearing this and reached out to press down on Xu Wenbin's phone screen.

"Alright, Lao Xu, that's enough. If you keep reading, I won't be able to eat today."

"If you won't eat it, I will. Hey, listen to this too—"

Xu Wenbin shook off his hand and continued reading: "Speaking of which, doesn't anyone think Jiang Che looks sexy in his white T-shirt under his military training uniform? The way his shoulders and back are faintly visible through the fabric is irresistible even to a straight guy like me."

Upon hearing this, everyone at the table turned to look at Xu Wenbin.

Lin tide's gaze was particularly subtle: "Xu Wenbin, were you really reading a comment just now?"

"Of course, it's reading the comments!"

Xu Wenbin noticed the intriguing looks on everyone's faces and immediately realized something was wrong.

He turned his phone screen around to show everyone, hurriedly defending himself, "Look, look, this is a comment, not what I said!"

To everyone's surprise, Song Mingxuan didn't even look at it, but simply adjusted his glasses expressionlessly: "It's not normal to be so engrossed in reading comments."

"Song Mingxuan, shut up!"

As everyone burst into laughter, Zhao Weilan suddenly exclaimed softly, "Wait a minute, look at the homepage, it seems like this video isn't just being shared on the campus forum."

"It seems to be on other social media platforms too?"

Shen Shiyu happened to be browsing Weibo when she heard Zhao Weilan's words and immediately opened the Weibo trending topics page to take a look.

Then his expression gradually became subtle.

She handed her phone to everyone, and there it was—the twenty-seventh spot on the trending topics list.

#Freshmen at Peking University publicly compete against their instructors during military training#

Although it wasn't ranked particularly high, it's already quite outrageous that it managed to occupy a spot on the national trending topics list.

Upon clicking in, I found that various marketing accounts on the trending topics page had already started their classic tactics.

"Shocking! Freshmen at Peking University challenge active-duty military instructors to a duel during military training; the outcome is utterly unexpected!"

"A handsome, academically gifted guy sets up a challenge to stand up for his girlfriend, but a professional soldier is subdued with one hand!"

"Kyoto University welcomes another batch of high-achieving and good-looking freshmen!"

Lin tide's jaw nearly dropped: "This headline from the marketing account is way too exaggerated... although it doesn't seem to be entirely wrong?"

Jiang Che also became a little curious, picked up the phone and glanced at it, then raised his eyebrows slightly.

Marketing accounts edited the video into various versions.

There are versions that only show the exciting fight scenes, and versions that provide a detailed analysis of the whole story from beginning to end.

There are even CP-themed mashups, editing his interactions with Su Qinghe on the playground into sweet romance videos.

The bullet comments and comment sections have been completely overrun.

"What's this guy's name?! I need all his information within thirty seconds!"

"Are the undergraduate students at Peking University really that high-quality? Is it too late for me to take the postgraduate entrance exam now?"

"This video will be permanently added to my bedtime cookie folder."

"Connect, connect, connect."

Jiang Che was engrossed in looking at the comments on his phone when he suddenly felt a chilling gaze coming from the side.

He turned his head and saw Su Qinghe poking at the ribs in her bowl with her chopsticks, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed as she looked at him, her expression conveying the words "I'm jealous."

Jiang Che immediately returned the phone to Shen Shiyu, then picked up his water glass, took a sip, and pretended to be nonchalant.

"Hey Lao Xu, did the counselor say what time we'd be assembling for military training this afternoon?"

Xu Wenbin completely missed his distress signal and was still excitedly scrolling through the comments section: "I haven't said anything yet, what's the rush? We just finished training."

"Hey Lao Jiang, come look at this! Someone said your fighting style is really cool, and they want to call you 'Dad' while getting beaten up by you!"

Jiang Che stiffened and shakily put down the water glass in his hand.

The chopsticks in Su Qinghe's hand made a soft clicking sound.

Lin tide, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed: "Qinghe, your chopsticks are cracked!"

"...Maybe it's just poor quality."

Su Qinghe put down her chopsticks, her expression still gentle and charming as she explained.

Jiang Che didn't say anything, but silently got up and went to the tableware sterilizer to get a new pair for Su Qinghe.

Then he quietly put the remaining sweet and sour pork ribs from his bowl into hers.

Su Qinghe glanced at the ribs in the bowl, looked up at him, and the jealousy in her eyes quietly melted away a little.

"You think you can bribe me with just a piece of pork rib?"

"...How about I add some 'home-cooked dishes' for you when we get back tonight?"

"make a deal."

……

After lunch, everyone returned to their dormitories for a midday rest.

At 2 p.m., everyone rushed back to the east playground, just as the instructors from each company were blowing their assembly whistles.

Hearing the whistles coming from all directions, the students, still not fully awake, walked in twos and threes toward the training grounds where their respective companies were located.

Xu Wenbin followed Jiang Che towards the third company formation, chattering incessantly in Jiang Che's ear as they walked: "Hey Lao Jiang, guess what kind of expression the instructor will have when he sees you later?"

Jiang Che hadn't forgotten what the instructor had said about him that morning, and replied indifferently, "What kind of expression can you have? Just continue with normal training."

"Normal training?" Xu Wenbin scoffed. "You forced that guy's comrade to his knees this morning and even made him apologize in front of the entire school leadership. It would be a miracle if this were normal."

"If the instructor sees your legs don't go weak during training later, I'll consider him awesome."

Song Mingxuan calmly added, "Xu Wenbin is right, Jiang Che, do you realize that your current status is no longer that of an ordinary freshman?"

"What is that?"

"A walking drill instructor killer."

Jiang Che choked on his own saliva.

When we arrived at the training area for the third company, almost all the students in the formation had already arrived.

As soon as Jiang Che stood in the line, the students around him seemed to have conspired to take a half step back in unison.

The meaning is clear: Boss, please go ahead, we'll make room for you.