The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Ah Sheng isn't... a lesbian?

Wen Zhi was genuinely a little worried, as he was born extremely suspicious and petty.

It seems he not only has to guard against boys, but he also has to keep an eye on girls?

If he were the one making the mistake of walking with the wrong foot, Wen Yisheng would never have stood up to help him share the ridicule!

Wen Zhi's heart sank more and more as he thought about it, and he felt a little jealous of that girl.

If... if Ah Sheng really likes it...!

Well... he'll have to bend her over inch by inch.

He'll go back and study lovemaking techniques like crazy, and he'll make sure she's comfortable in the future. He's confident in this area and has an advantage that makes him far superior!

Wen Yisheng explained from her own perspective: "There's no gender discrimination involved. I just feel that girls are naturally more gentle and emotional, and are more easily influenced by various factors when they enter puberty, making studying more difficult. Boys, on the other hand, are more rational..."

"So you prefer soft girls to tough guys?" Wen Zhi asked, staring intently at her.

"...Huh?" What do you mean by hard and soft?

She was emphasizing both emotion and reason!

Wen Yisheng didn't think too much about it. "Well, I usually take female academic achievers as my role models!"

Wen Zhi felt a chill in his heart; his smile vanished, and his expression turned cold.

"Never mind, let's start marching."

If this topic continues, he will gradually become corrupted and lose his mind.

Wen Yisheng is tall for a girl, with a long, white neck and beautiful shoulder and neck lines that perfectly complement the camouflage uniform, giving her a resilient beauty.

She took careful steps, but they were still uncoordinated.

As Wen Zhi watched her movements, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a gentle tenderness.

He laughed: "A little swan with the same gait."

Wen Yisheng was taken aback, then glared at him with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

Wen Zhi felt numb from the glare of those slightly red almond-shaped eyes, and his heart softened.

My whole body felt like it was being electrocuted. All that electricity surged to one spot.

Wen Zhi's expression turned serious: "It's rare for dancers to be uncoordinated, you're just too nervous. Relax and walk with me."

The sky was a clear blue, and the heatwave enveloped the training ground like an impenetrable wall.

Wen Zhi patiently guided him step by step, being extremely gentle.

"Instructor! Instructor!" A girl stepped forward, took a couple of stiff steps, and said, "I also have the same problem with my leg movement; Captain Wen Zhi needs to correct me!"

"Me too! Me too!" Two more girls stepped forward.

Instructor Yan: "..."

/

Evenings are for theory classes, with several classes together in a lecture hall.

The instructors first gave us over an hour of ideological education and national defense knowledge. Then they showed us a two-hour military documentary.

I thought I could finally rest after watching the movie, but the instructor kept me for over an hour of self-study time, and we had to write a 3,000-word reflection before we could leave!

Lu Zhizhou slammed his notebook on the table: "Damn it, it's one thing at school, but why am I being forced to write this crap essay at the training camp?!"

Students are seated according to their class.

Taking advantage of the instructor's inattention, Lu Zhizhou sneaked over to Class 1 and squeezed in between Wen Zhi and Xie Yu to sit.

Xie Yu frowned and glanced at him: "You can choose not to write it."

"Do you think I want to write this? I'm just afraid that she-devil will punish me!" The instructor of Class 8 was a woman.

Lu Zhizhou was not satisfied with being lectured by a woman, so he showed off and flirted with a female instructor as soon as he arrived at the training camp.

The result was that he was easily killed with a single grappling move.

Lu Zhizhou picked up his pen again, craning his neck with a fawning expression: "Old Xie, hurry, let me copy yours."

Xie Yu refused: "Get lost."

"Damn it, you heartless bastard! I curse you to never find a wife in your life, and to rely on your five fingers for the rest of your days!" Lu Zhizhou cursed viciously, baring his teeth.

He turned around and his expression changed instantly, grinning, "Brother Zhi, can I copy your essay?"

Wen Zhi ignored him, seemingly lost in thought.

"Brother Zhi?" What are you looking at?

Lu Zhizhou followed his gaze and, sure enough!

That old pervert was spying on Sheng Sheng's beautiful figure!

Damn, look at his hungry eyes, they're really creepy, like he wants to swallow someone whole!

Wen Yisheng sat two rows in front of Wen Zhi to the left. She had her hair tied in a low ponytail, her face was fair, and her slender back was straight even when she was relaxed. She stood out among the crowd of people in camouflage green.

She was turning to the side and talking quietly to the girl next to her.

It's that girl with the curly hair!

Ye Hehua kept her head down and said, "Thank you for the afternoon."

She realized that Wen Yisheng was faking his footing to attract ridicule.

Wen Yisheng was flattered; the academic genius had taken the initiative to speak to her!!

"Eh? There's nothing to thank me for."

Ye Hehua kept her head down and didn't respond.

"...Have you finished writing your review?" Wen Yisheng pursed her lips, softened her voice to start a conversation, and was very well-behaved and sweet.

"Um."

"Shall we go back to the dorm together after class?"

"Um."

Wen Yisheng dared not disturb the academic genius any longer, but she couldn't help but let her admiring gaze drift towards her.

Wen Zhi watched this scene from behind, his expression indifferent, but the veins on the back of his fair hand bulged.

Boom! !

He crushed the pen in his hand!

Holy shit! !

Lu Zhizhou was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He blinked as he stared at the broken pen.

Brother Zhi is awesome! When the hell did he learn the Iron Claw Divine Skill?!

"Do me a favor," Wen Zhi said in a deep voice, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

"Huh? Oh my, Brother Zhi, why are you being so polite with me!" Lu Zhizhou was terrified that he would become the pen in his hand.

Wen Zhi pushed the composition book next to him, "Copy it, it's payment."

The surprise came so suddenly that Lu Zhizhou almost cried.

Has Wen Zhi, this social cancer that could very well turn into a psychopathic killer in the future, finally been cured by his brotherhood? Waaah!

His sincere support over the past few years has not been in vain!

"Brother Zhi, I'm so touched..."

Wen Zhi raised his chin and gestured forward, indicating: "Take her out."

Lu Zhizhou: "..." dared not move.

Following Wen Zhi's gaze, sitting next to the pitiful little girl was a curly-haired girl.

Lu Zhizhou stroked his chin: "It's her."

Wen Zhi glanced at him coldly, "You know him?"

Lu Zhizhou: "I don't know him, but this curly-haired guy came to school carrying a snakeskin duffel bag. He looked like a migrant worker coming to the city to carry bricks. His clothes were so rustic and ugly it was an eyesore. He's already famous among the freshmen!"

"But, Brother Zhi, how did she offend you?" Lu Zhizhou asked suspiciously.

Wen Zhi pursed his lips and remained silent.

His eyes, however, were gloomy and intense, revealing an undisguised jealousy.

Lu Zhizhou thought and thought, looking at the two little girls sitting together from behind.

Wen Yisheng would always turn her head to secretly look at the curly-haired girl next to her, looking like a little fangirl. Lu Zhizhou could see the tenderness and joy in her eyes even from a distance!

Good heavens, good heavens... Could it be what he's thinking?!

Wen Zhi wouldn't be jealous of even the girls around Xiao Sheng Sheng, would he?

Was he really that bad?! A twisted possessiveness is truly terrifying!

Lu Zhizhou earnestly advised, "Brother Zhi, be normal. Which girl doesn't have a few girlfriends or best friends to hold hands with, go shopping, eat out, and even go to the bathroom with? But Xiao Shengsheng has rather unusual tastes when it comes to making friends."

"Holding hands while shopping, eating, or going to the bathroom?" Wen Zhi frowned.

Lu Zhizhou nodded: "That's right, young girls are different from us men! When we men do disgusting and strange things to each other, they do them just like it's normal."

"For example, sharing a cup of milk tea with two straws, feeding each other, touching each other's faces, watching horror movies together, burying their faces in each other's chests!"

"Buried...into the chest?" Wen Zhi repeated, a chill creeping into his eyes.

Is it necessary for female friends to be this intimate? This is very abnormal.