Oh no, the aloof school beauty has been reborn too!

The morning's military training finally ended, and a collective sigh of relief echoed across the parade ground.

The instructor blew his whistle to dismiss the troops.

Some people immediately took off their hats to fan themselves, while others started looking for their roommates to rush to the cafeteria.

"Hurry, hurry, or the braised pork will be gone!"

"Forget the braised pork, I just want something cold right now~"

Lu Xing stood still for a few seconds.

His hair was soaked with sweat, his camouflage uniform clung to his back, and he felt hot and stuffy.

But compared to most people, he's in pretty good shape.

The "secret weapon" was indeed effective.

My feet still feel sore, but there's not much pain.

After a morning of military training, the students in the class got to know each other much better.

At that moment, several classmates walked over and waved to Lu Xing:

"Lu Xing, want to go to the cafeteria? It'll get crowded if we go any later."

Lu Xing came to his senses and shook himself:

"You guys go ahead, I need to go buy something."

"Okay, let's start taking a shower then."

After the boys finished speaking, they immediately followed the crowd and ran towards the cafeteria.

Lu Xing unscrewed the water bottle and drank the last few sips of water.

Then he threw the empty bottle into the trash can and turned to walk towards the supermarket.

The supermarket was quite crowded, mostly with freshmen who had just finished military training.

A crowd had gathered in front of the freezer, and bottles of Coke, Sprite, and iced tea were being taken away one by one.

Lu Xing waited in line for a while, then took a bottle of mineral water from the shelf.

Then he went to the freezer and looked through the rows of drinks.

Finally, his hand stopped on a bottle of orange soda.

A thin layer of water droplets condensed on the bottle wall, and it felt noticeably cold to the touch.

In fact, Lu Xing knew that his act of also delivering water was a bit childish.

But when you like someone, many of your behaviors are inherently childish.

They want to prove their own uniqueness, compare themselves with others, and compete to see who is better.

Lu Xing gave a wry smile and took the soda to pay the bill.

After paying by scanning the code, he had just stepped out of the supermarket when he suddenly stopped.

No, it's noon now.

There was a break before the afternoon military training began.

If this bottle of soda is left there, it will most likely be cold by the time it reaches Shen Qingyi in the afternoon.

Soft drinks taste strange once they get warm.

The sweetness becomes sticky, and the bubbles are not as refreshing.

Moreover, the timing of the water delivery will also need to be discussed later...

If there's no opportunity, you can't force it.

Lu Xing looked down at the soda in his hand, his brows slowly furrowing.

He didn't want Shen Qingyi to receive a bottle of lukewarm orange soda.

Lu Xing stood at the supermarket entrance and thought for a few seconds.

Suddenly, an image flashed through his mind.

When Lin Yuanzhou returned to his dormitory after buying popsicles from the supermarket, he was carrying a silver aluminum foil bag.

That bag was probably placed next to the supermarket freezer to keep things warm for a short time.

After Lin Yuanzhou finished eating the popsicle, he seemed to have left the bag next to the dormitory table, but hadn't thrown it away yet.

Lu Xing's eyes lit up.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around and went back to the supermarket.

This time, instead of squeezing into the freezer, he grabbed two sandwiches from the shelf.

There were too many people in the cafeteria at lunchtime, and he was too lazy to rush to get food, plus he didn't have enough time anyway.

Two sandwiches will do for one meal; we can have another one after the afternoon.

After paying, Lu Xing carried his things and walked quickly towards the dormitory.

------

When they returned to room 317, only Zhao Lin was lying on a chair.

He held his phone in his hand, his eyes half-open and half-closed.

Hearing the door open, Zhao Lin's eyelids twitched.

"You're back?"

"Um."

Lu walked to his table and put the things down.

Zhao Lin glanced at the bag in his hand.

"Didn't you go to the cafeteria?"

"There are a lot of people, so I'll just buy some food."

Zhao Lin nodded, indicating his understanding.

After a couple of seconds, as if remembering something, he spoke softly:

"Military training is very physically demanding. We only eat sandwiches for lunch, so we tend to feel weak in the afternoon."

Lu Xing opened the packaging and took a bite of the sandwich.

"fine."

Zhao Lin looked at him, then glanced at the orange soda on the table.

He paused for a moment.

"That bottle wasn't for you, was it?"

Lu Xing paused slightly as he chewed.

Zhao Lin immediately revealed an expression of disillusionment with the world.

"Hehe, I understand."

Lu Xing: "..."

What do you know?

Zhao Lin leaned back lazily in his chair, his tone calm:

"I never expected Lu Xing to be like this."

Lu Xing ignored him and turned around to search around the dormitory.

Lin Yuanzhou is probably off having fun somewhere, and Zhou Lian, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, is probably spending time with his girlfriend.

Soon, he saw the aluminum foil bag next to Lin Yuanzhou's table.

The bag was folded twice and stuffed into the back, all crumpled up.

Lu walked over, picked up the bag, and shook it.

There was no trash inside, no strange smell, and it was still usable.

Zhao Lin's gaze followed his movement.

A moment later, he slowly sat up a little straighter.

What are you doing with this bag?

"To fill with drinks."

"To preserve the ice?"

"Um."

Zhao Lin watched as he stuffed the soda into the aluminum foil bag and carefully folded the opening of the bag.

The dormitory was silent for two seconds.

Subsequently, Zhao Lin offered his heartfelt evaluation:

"Lu Xing...you're quite something."

Lu Xing put the bag under his desk in the shade and took a couple of sips of mineral water.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Lin thought for a moment, but didn't directly expose anything.

"Although delivering water is a very old-fashioned activity, I think you will succeed."

Lu Xing paused for a moment, then gave a helpless smile:

"At this point, what kind of man acts like if he keeps acting all coy?"

After saying that, he took two more bites of his sandwich and turned his head to look out the window.

If Shen Qingyi accepted the offer to deliver water in the afternoon...

The ambiguous relationship between the two was now completely public.

At that time, she might have far fewer annoying flies around her, right?

After finishing two sandwiches and quickly washing his face, Lu Xing lay down on the table and dozed off for a while.

In his hazy state, he pictured the girl receiving the soda.

Will she be taken aback for a moment?

Will you laugh?

But what if she also refuses?

I might as well dig a hole and crawl in.

------

The whistle for afternoon assembly sounded quickly, and the heat on the playground was even greater than in the morning.

When the team regrouped, everyone's spirits were noticeably lower than in the morning.

Taking a nap doesn't make you more energetic; it only makes you feel worse.

Because I didn't get enough sleep at all.

The instructor stood at the front of the group, his gaze sweeping over the entire formation.

"Cheer up, everyone!"

"This morning is just to let you get used to it; the formal training will begin this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of many people in the group changed immediately.

Lu Xing overheard someone whispering beside him:

"Is that what you call adapting in the morning?"

"So what's the afternoon class called? A reincarnation experience class?"

The instructors have very good hearing.

"Who is speaking?"

The line fell silent instantly.

The instructor didn't pursue the matter further, but simply pointed to the track.

"Everyone has it."

"Run a kilometer first to warm up your body."

One kilometer.

When that number came down, a silent collapse visibly occurred within the team.

Despite the collapse, no one dared not run away.

The team was quickly led onto the track.

Lu Xing followed in the middle of the class, adjusting his breathing and walking slowly and steadily.

It was fine at first.

By the time I got to the second lap, the heat started rising from my chest.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his camouflage uniform completely, and his throat gradually became dry.

All I could hear was heavy breathing.

Some people's steps had already become disordered, while others gritted their teeth and dragged themselves forward.

But the instructor was still shouting from the side:

"Don't fall behind! Keep up the pace!"

After finishing the 1,000-meter race, many people sat down on the ground, not caring about their appearance at all.

Lu Xing bent over, supporting himself on his knees, and took several deep breaths before picking up his bottled water and taking a big gulp.

After a short break, training continued.

The afternoon's events were significantly more packed than the morning's.

The girls started learning basic grappling techniques.

From a distance, the students from the School of Foreign Languages ​​looked like rows of girls following their instructors as they performed wrist-grabbing, twisting, and turning movements.

The boys, on the other hand, started learning military boxing.

The instructor stood in front and demonstrated, his movements crisp and clean.

"Lunge punch!"

"Throat-piercing flick kick!"

The commands came down one after another.

Most male computer science students lack exercise, so they initially found it novel, but soon found themselves scrambling and disorganized.

Some people couldn't tell left from right, so when the instructor shouted "left lunge," they stubbornly stepped out with their right foot.

The instructor's brow twitched as he watched.

"Are you really college students? You can't even tell left from right?"

Someone in the group almost burst out laughing, but managed to hold it in.

Lu Xing wanted to laugh too, but didn't dare to make it too obvious.

He practiced the movements repeatedly, and his body gradually warmed up, while his arms and shoulders became a little sore.

Before I could recover from the fatigue of running, the military boxing exercise further depleted my energy.

Fortunately, Lu Xing had practiced military boxing during his previous military training, so he quickly became familiar with the movements, which saved him some energy.

During the second break, everyone sat down almost immediately upon hearing the whistle.

"Everyone, take a ten-minute break!"

As soon as the instructor finished speaking, the sound of bottle caps being twisted echoed through the ranks.

Lu Xing sat down next to him and picked up his bottled water.

Less than a third of it is left.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, and didn't drink any more.

The afternoon training wasn't completely over yet, and this little bit of water probably won't last until the end.

Lu Xing looked down for a couple of seconds, but he wasn't too bothered by it.

It doesn't matter, I can just bear with it and it will pass. Anyway, the afternoon training will be over soon.

He tightened the bottle cap and reached out to open the aluminum foil bag next to him.

As soon as the bag was opened, a lingering coolness escaped from inside.

Lu Xing reached in and touched the bottle of orange soda.

Although it wasn't as cold as when it was first taken out of the freezer, it was still quite good.

Lu Xing felt a little more at ease.

He put the soda back in its place and looked up towards the School of Foreign Languages.

Even though they were some distance apart, Lu Xing quickly found Shen Qingyi.

She sat on the side of the line, her camouflage hat on her knees, an empty water bottle in her hand.

He had probably just finished training in grappling techniques; his hair was slightly disheveled, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

As Lu Xing looked at her, the lingering hesitation in his heart slowly dissipated.

You don't need many reasons to give someone a bottle of drink.

I like someone...

It's not defined by reasons.

Lu Xing clenched his fist in secret, and then walked towards Shen Qingyi in full view of everyone.