"No need." Qin Hanyue stood up and walked to the desk.
Shangguan Qingmu watched him pick up the telescope on his desk, then walked to the window and said, "I can see fine from here."
Shangguan Qingmu: "???"
Two hundred meters away, the obstacle course.
Qiao Ying broke the military district's 150-meter obstacle course record with astonishing speed, leading their highest record by a full eight seconds.
The whole scene was shocked at first, then the atmosphere became out of control.
"Old Hou, this 150-meter obstacle course record was set by you back in the day. How much was your time again?" asked the instructor next door after calming down, eyes fixed on Qiao Ying who was slowly walking back, he shook his head and sighed: "She's superhuman."
Instructor Hou didn't respond. His eyes were also fixed on Qiao Ying. After a while, Instructor Hou said: "She didn't go all out."
[I hope you can maintain this composure in a few days]
[I hope so does Instructor Hou]
Instructor Hou suddenly remembered his conversation with Qiao Ying.
"Didn't go all out?" The instructor next door was shocked. He nodded: "Good soldier material. Pity she's a girl."
"Can you see from here?" Shangguan Qingmu squeezed to the window and looked at Qin Hanyue.
Then he looked out the window at the trainees in military uniforms on the playground, he couldn't tell one from another at all.
"Who are you looking at?" But Shangguan Qingmu found Qin Hanyue staring in one direction, apparently with a target in mind.
Instead of answering, Qin Hanyue asked back: "Is there anything different about the new military trainees this year compared to previous years?"
"It's the same every year, what do you mean?"
"For example, are there any trainees who stand out significantly in physical fitness?"
"Stand out? Those chicks whose arms and legs haven't even grown strong?" Shangguan Qingmu found Qin Hanyue more and more strange.
Qin Hanyue's eyebrows ticked slightly. So naive?
Or has word not reached Shangguan Qingmu's ears?
Given his understanding of Qiao Ying, it was highly likely the latter.
So Qin Hanyue stood by the window watching for over half an hour.
Finally, he put down his telescope and left the window.
And at the moment he turned around, Qiao Ying who was dozens of meters away following the troops to the canteen looked up at the window...
Qin Hanyue: "I brought some things for the female military trainees, please help distribute them later."
Shangguan Qingmu: “Oh? You brought things for the female students?”
Sure enough, something was up, the plot was as big as the playground!
The soldier next to Shangguan Qingmu whispered in his ear, "Some sunscreen and mosquito repellent."
After listening, Shangguan Qingmu asked Qin Hanyue directly, "What on earth are you up to today?"
Qin Hanyue: "Just doing my bit to care for the flowers of our motherland, it was convenient."
Qiao Ying arrived at the canteen late, there were only a few buns and plain congee left.
"Here, have this." A sumptuous meal was handed over.
Qiao Ying turned her head to look, the face seemed a bit familiar.
She remembered, wasn't this the so-called school grass that the original owner had a crush on at Yun City No.7 Middle School, called Xu something Chen?
Qiao Ying has an extremely good memory, almost photographic.
It was a pity that in her previous life as Blood Shadow, the number of people she met and things she experienced added up to more than the salt she had eaten. People like Xu Mingchen were nobodies to her. If it wasn't for the original owner's deep impression of him, she wouldn't have wasted brain space remembering him.
Qiao Ying glanced at him, took a bite of the bun, and walked away with the bowl of congee.
"Even the School Prince of the Finance Department Xu Mingchen is flirting with Qiao Ying now."
"I flirt as a woman, let alone a man. I hate myself for not having that thing, otherwise I would...damn it, can that School Prince stay away from my goddess? It's best for the goddess to be beautiful alone!"
"Whether to say it or not, that 150-meter obstacle just now was really divine, she just flew, even our instructors were shocked stiff."
With winning the long run race against the instructor and getting back her phone before, and shocking the whole scene at the obstacle course after, within three short days, almost everyone knew that the Computer Science department had a girl whose fitness rivaled that of the instructors.
Not only is she extremely beautiful, she is also the study queen that the principal had personally recruited, and she speaks astonishingly boldly. Her physical and psychological qualities are insanely strong. Qiao Ying has become the core focus wherever she goes for the new students without phones to kill time.
The school year hasn't even officially started, but she has already become a famous figure at Capital University.
Even the instructors were talking about it: that fitness level is not just beyond them, it can rival even special force soldiers who train daily.
After lunch, Qiao Ying was distributed two bottles of sunscreen, and a bunch of mosquito repellents. Qiao Ying didn't need the sunscreen herself, but the mosquito repellent was quite good, with them being on the mountainside and all, there were a lot of mosquitoes and bugs.
"Oh my god, this brand of sunscreen is so expensive! I have always wanted to buy it but didn't dare. Now I've immediately obtained two bottles, Mom, your girl is moving up in life."
"These mosquito repellent things are also really classy, and the spray smells so nice."
"Capital University is too imposing!"
"I heard from sisters in the other class that their instructors said it was sent by a graduate senior brother of ours."
"A senior brother sent it? So I knew it, there has been no precedents of Capital University sending students sunscreen before."
"So much sunscreen and mosquito repellent, how much money is that total? Which kind-hearted senior brother did such good deeds anonymously, I want to marry him!"
"Why didn't the male students get any? Discriminatory, isn't it? A bottle of sunscreen would have worked too, bros have been roasting into jerky these few days!"
The most anticipated part of Capital University's military training is undoubtedly shooting.
Students who had been tormented by the instructors for days finally perked up once they heard shooting was in the morning schedule today.
Shooting range,
the male students were excited to death, queuing up with fists clenched.
"Just 30 rings? I can even exceed 30 rings with my eyes closed, when it comes to shooting balloons at the night market, I never miss."
"That's quite good, with 70 rings."
"I just heard someone over there got 75 rings."
"It's finally our turn!"
Instructor Hou: "Quiet down everyone, one row of male students into position, the rest get ready."
The instructor from the other class came over: "Old Hou, how about we compete between our two classes to see whose sum of rings is higher?"
Instructor Hou: "Your class has more students than ours by seven to eight."
The other instructor: "Then let's select one each for the comparison, the one with the highest ring count. The loser treats the other to drinks next holiday."
Instructor Hou: "... "
The other instructor: "What's there to fear? Don't you have a troublemaker? Who knows, maybe there'll be a big surprise."
Instructor Hou glanced at Qiao Ying and said: "However capable one is, she's still one of 18 little girls. What can she do besides touching a gun?"
"So do you dare to take the bet or not?"
"It's on."
"Then it's agreed, we just had someone who scored 87 rings."
Qiao Ying tilted her head slightly, watching the shooting students in front. No one knew what she was thinking, but her subtle expressions seemed rather interesting, it was hard to tell whether it was disdain or something else.
The row in front finished reporting their scores. Instructor Hou said: "Next row, go on up." His gaze swept past Qiao Ying.
Instructor Hou: "Legs in a V-shape, straight. I've demonstrated it who knows how many times already, can't even get into prone position properly? Are your brains made of pig meat? Taught it so many times yet you still can't load bullets..."
50 meter shooting distance, prone shooting.
Qiao Ying lay prone on the ground and lightly tossed the 10 distributed blank bullets. She shook her head slightly, also feeling amused.
Unhurriedly, she steadily loaded the bullets. Qiao Ying thought: Having been an assassin for so many years, didn't expect there would come a day I get to use blank bullets.
At Shadow, even newbies got to train with live rounds. Those bullets were spent like they cost nothing.
Instructor Hou was still correcting other students.
After loading the bullets, Qiao Ying pulled back the bolt, took aim.
It's been so many years since she's done target practice. And with stationary targets too.
How many rings should she shoot?
Instructor Hou went around checking each student, scolding almost everyone. By the time he got to Qiao Ying, he had no comments.
Instructor Hou: "Ready...fire!"
