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

As Su Qinghe walked over, many boys secretly glanced at her.

But when he saw Jiang Che standing there waiting not far away, he immediately looked away.

The fight that morning not only made the instructors behave, but also made all the boys in the grade realize something.

Su Qinghe's boyfriend is a ruthless man who can crush a professional soldier with one hand. Never mess with his girlfriend.

Otherwise, that instructor's fate will be their fate as well.

"A-Che".

Su Qinghe jogged a few steps to Jiang Che, and without caring whether Jiang Che was sweating or not, she habitually reached out to hug his arm.

Jiang Che, holding a small fan borrowed from Song Mingxuan, used it to cool Su Qinghe down while asking with concern, "Are you tired after standing all afternoon?"

"It's alright. The new instructors didn't make things difficult for us, and we even had several breaks along the way."

"That's good."

As the two were talking, Xu Wenbin arrived with Song Mingxuan and Lu Ziang.

The four men and four women once again formed a large group of dining companions and headed to the cafeteria.

Xu Wenbin was really hungry after a long day, so he bought three or four different kinds of food. The table was covered with his plates, bowls and such.

Looking at the table full of food in front of him, Lin tide couldn't help but complain, "Wow, Xu Wenbin, are you a pro? Aren't you afraid of developing a huge appetite by eating so much?"

"Training is very demanding!" Xu Wenbin said matter-of-factly.

Lin tide's lips twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything more.

After dinner, the sun had completely set.

But the freshmen's training is not over yet.

At 7:00 o'clock sharp, all companies reassembled on the parade ground and began their evening training.

Evening training is less intense than afternoon training, mainly focusing on reviewing what was taught during the day.

The instructors stood in front of their respective companies and directed everyone to practice marching in step and parade step several more times.

The evening training session ended at 7:30.

But the freshmen cannot return to their dormitories yet.

All companies should sit in formation on the lawn of the parade ground for their evening free time.

To put it simply, it's about letting everyone relax and, incidentally, strengthening the bonds between classmates.

The third company formed a large circle, with students sitting in twos and threes on the lawn.

At first, everyone was quite reserved and spoke in very low voices.

Seeing that the atmosphere wasn't lively enough, the instructor suggested, "Would any student volunteer to perform a talent for everyone?"

The students looked at each other, but no one responded for a moment.

The instructor's gaze swept across the crowd before finally settling on Jiang Che.

He opened his mouth as if to call out names, but then remembered how Wang Qiang had provoked Jiang Che that morning. After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, he silently shut his mouth.

He is afraid of death.

Finally, Xu Wenbin stood up and broke the silence: "Instructor, let me sing a song for everyone!"

The instructor breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly, "Good, good, good! This student has real guts! Come on, everyone, let's give him a round of applause!"

Xu Wenbin walked to the center of the circle and cleared his throat.

Then, as soon as he opened his mouth and uttered the first line of lyrics, the entire company nearly laughed themselves to death.

Xu Wenbin sings off-key.

Moreover, it's the kind of tune that deliberately leads you astray.

Every note is precisely placed to avoid the correct position, making it impossible for listeners to discern the original song.

Song Mingxuan silently covered his ears, a pained expression on his face.

Jiang Che maintained a smile throughout, and even had the time to clap along for Xu Wenbin.

After Xu Wenbin finished singing, he confidently bowed to everyone and said, "I've made a fool of myself!"

The students laughed so hard they could hardly breathe, but they still gave them a warm round of applause.

With Xu Wenbin taking the lead, the students gradually became bolder.

A boy from Northwest China stepped forward and performed a folk song from his hometown. His voice was deep and powerful, forming the opposite extreme of Xu Wenbin's.

Then a few girls sang a pop song together. Although they were a bit awkward, it was still pretty good overall.

A tall, thin boy performed a street dance, spinning several windmills on the ground, which drew cheers from the crowd.

The atmosphere on the playground gradually became lively.

Other companies were also holding similar activities, with songs and applause rising and falling.

Over at the Seventh Company, Shen Shiyu was also pulling Su Qinghe and talking to her. The way the two were pushing and shoving each other seemed to be discussing whether they should also go up and perform.

Everything was harmonious, and everyone was relaxed.

However, at that moment, a commotion suddenly broke out on the outskirts of the crowd on the Third Company's side.

The first people to notice were a few sitting on the edge of the circle.

They all turned to look outside, and then one after another exclaimed "Holy crap!"

The commotion quickly spread like ripples on water, with more and more boys craning their necks to look outside.

Several girls also turned around curiously, and their expressions became subtle.

Xu Wenbin got up from the lawn, patted the grass clippings off his hands, and squinted as he glanced in the direction from which the commotion was coming.

The next second, he was completely stunned.

"...Wait, how did she get here?"

Song Mingxuan followed his gaze and raised an eyebrow: "Who?"

Xu Wenbin swallowed hard, his tone carrying an emotion that was hard to describe as either excitement or surprise: "Ye Qingru, a senior in her third year."

"Ye Qingru?" Song Mingxuan pushed up his glasses, thought for a couple of seconds, and then asked, "The head of the student council's publicity department?"

"Yes, her."

Xu Wenbin lowered his voice and said quickly, "She is the undisputed beauty queen of Peking University. She has been ranked number one on the beauty list for three consecutive years. The number of people who pursue her could stretch from the south gate to the north gate of the campus."

Meanwhile, the source of the riot had slowly moved from the periphery of the crowd toward the Third Company.

Jiang Che was texting Su Qinghe with his head down when he heard the noise and looked up.

My gaze pierced through the gaps in the haphazardly seated crowd and landed precisely on the girl who was walking gracefully towards me.

Shen Qingru wore a simple white dress, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, and her skin as white as milk.

Her features are indeed very beautiful, with a striking and elegant beauty.

She also has a very attractive figure, with a tiny waist that could be encircled by one hand, full breasts that sway gently with each step, and long, straight legs.

She walked with a composed demeanor, her gaze sweeping across the crowd, a faint smile playing on her lips, as if she were searching for someone.

Jiang Che's gaze lingered on Ye Qingru for a moment before shifting away.

Ye Qingru is beautiful, but what does that have to do with him?

His girlfriend is a million times prettier than him. If he wants to look at beautiful women, he can just look at them slowly when he gets home at night.

At this moment, Ye Qingru was walking towards the Third Company.

The boys in the Third Company were practically glued to her, and even people from neighboring companies were craning their necks to look in their direction.

"Holy crap, is it really Ye Qingru?"

"Why is she here?"

"Of course they're here to see Jiang Che. He's a celebrity in the whole school now."

Whispers rose and fell. Xu Wenbin nudged Jiang Che with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "Old Jiang, the school beauty Ye is walking towards you. Do you know her?"