Chapter 121: Military Training Ends

  Because the instructor was changed, the intensity is very low. The following days are calm and peaceful. After the 13th day of military training, a piece of good news spread throughout the school: the top three classes with the best results in the new student competition will go to the military camp for live ammunition shooting tomorrow morning. Suddenly, the originally quiet school was boiling.

  "I've never seen a real gun in my life" The monitor of the class with the lowest score looked at the instructor excitedly and asked: "Can we see AK-47s and NLs?"

  "This is really nothing," the little instructor shrugged his shoulders: "We use Type 95 automatic rifles and Type 81 automatic rifles, but at most let you shoot with a Type 54 pistol."

  Although this result is disappointing to some people, most people are still very much looking forward to it. Being able to touch a real gun and fire two shots, who cares what kind of gun it is? In the strictly governed China, guns and knives are forbidden, unless you're from a military family or a wealthy household that has connections with the gods, you wouldn't have the chance to even touch a firearm, let alone ordinary families, they haven't even seen one before. For a period of time, the entire campus was filled with excitement, every student was waiting anxiously for the upcoming assessment.

  Xuan Qi's eyebrows were tightly furrowed. In previous years, he had never heard that students from Beiqing could actually shoot targets in real life. Even in the future when resources became more abundant, there was no such rumor. So why did things develop to this point and not follow the usual rules?

  Xuan Qi couldn't help but glance at the rostrum being built, next to which Bai Zhenchi's mouth was curled up with ill intentions, and above his head were swirling clouds of conspiracy that directly pointed at Xuan Qi.

  "What is this? Are you planning to use a gun on me?" Xuan Qi's Taoist practice was too shallow, he could see through others but couldn't calculate his own fate. He slightly closed his eyes and hesitated.

  "Still thinking wildly?" Old Ding spoke up, "When the enemy comes, we'll defend; when water comes, we'll dam it. Since he dared to lay hands on you, you should teach him a lesson! As the master of the Xuanmen Sect, don't you have even this bit of ability? Repeatedly enduring and yielding will only make people think you're weak and easily bullied. It's better to directly punch his face swollen and let him understand that this hand can't be stretched out randomly."

  "Let's get him." Xuan Qi's eyes sparkled with excitement as he continued to think along this line. There must be a quota for each class of forty students, and if three classes were selected, that would be one hundred twenty people. Under the guise of visiting a military camp to experience life, it was plausible enough, leaving White Fei Wing room to maneuver his scheme.

  The chairman's platform was soon unknown, and Lu Guangyan and the military representative sat on the chairman's platform. Lu Guangyan had just recovered from a serious illness, his body was not good, and he had been staying up all night to read Xuan Qi's Taoist scriptures for several days, his eyes were red like a rabbit. Fortunately, this time he was not the protagonist, just watching without speaking.

  The so-called New Life Big Competition is not about letting one class fight another, but rather having a class march in a proper step to the front of the podium, then form a line, check their formation, and randomly turn left or right, stand at attention, and kick into proper step. They are judged on how uniform they are and whether they can remember which direction to turn. The most uniform ones will get very high scores, and later have the opportunity to go to a military camp for live ammunition target practice.

  Xuan Qi is close to being speechless, yet he still wants to continue playing in this game. If the entire freshman class's martial arts competition is like a rolling ball of pearls, then Xuan Qi is just an ordinary pearl among them, needing to roll along with everyone else's direction, rather than standing out on his own. This not only doesn't help his cultivation, but also makes it easy for him to go astray and become possessed by the devil.

  So Xuan Qi also followed the left turn, right turn, dizzy and staggering, kicking in sync, leaving the podium at a uniform speed. The results don't need to be announced, one class will have a reserved spot.

  After all the classes have finished competing, the stout military representative held a microphone and began to announce the top three. The first one announced was indeed the freshman of the Computer Science Department, who turned out to be third place.

  After hearing the news, Xuan Qi also cheered with his classmates, but his eyes looking towards the podium were a bit deep, the pit had been dug, what's next to dig dad, Xuan Qi was very much looking forward to it.

  The second place is the Fashion Design Department's Class 2, which is also Su Mingxue's class. Who got first place doesn't matter anymore, Bai Zhanchi's dark hand has already reached into the ivory tower, ready to stir up trouble.

  The chubby military representative finished his speech, and the energetic Lu Guangyan summarized that in ** year, the freshman military training of Class 1 officially came to an end, with all freshmen performing outstandingly. After the military training, the school will have a three-day holiday, and classes will officially start three days later.

  The freshmen who had been tortured for half a month all cheered up, and the hard days finally came to an end. Some pale girls touched their sun-tanned faces with long freckles, thinking about how to quickly whiten themselves in three days, and then rushed to the top of the Beiqing school flower ranking list with lightning speed.

  There is also a selection of the top 10 school flowers in Beiqing. Every September, the senior sisters graduate and the new freshman sisters enter school. Before October 1st, the so-called top 10 school flower selection will be held. Don't think that if you were a school flower last year, you can still hold the position this year. If there are many stunning freshman girls, it's possible to be knocked out of the rankings by the previous senior sisters.

  So these days are also the most beautiful days for all the northern Qing girls. Even if they are used to being tomboys who pick their feet and noses on ordinary days, they will become delicate and charming during these days, put on light makeup, wear their most beautiful clothes, stroll around the campus, quietly capture the hearts of young boys, and quietly canvass votes for themselves.

  Military training | After the computer association's seniors open the voting system, those seemingly indifferent but actually very concerned pretty sisters will try every means to canvass votes, maintain last year's ranking, or become this year's dark horse. Of course, all of this is still a few days away.

  The instructors will leave tomorrow, and the freshmen lit bonfires on the playground. The seniors seemed to be overly familiar with this scene, they not only rented out barbecue stoves but also told the new students who had just entered Beiqing where was the best place for barbecuing, which could ignite bonfires without burning the lawn.

  Youth is such a fleeting thing, always so easily moved. Always so sentimental, tears falling like rain at times. Some of the already weak girls have hugged each other and cried together. Having grown accustomed to half a month's life, the sudden separation is so unbearable that even the boys on the side are infected and want to cry.

  The bright red flames illuminated the dark face of the younger sister, with a face full of sparkling tears and youthful vitality.

  Xuan Qi felt someone approaching from behind and turned to see Su Meng Xue, who had also been crying with red eyes, throwing herself into his arms. A wry smile hung on the corner of Xuan Qi's mouth as he said in a low voice, "If you really can't bear it, then go join the army." As he spoke, he wiped away Su Meng Xue's tears: "Look at you, your whole face is tanned, but your teeth are still very white."

  This remark struck a chord in Su Mengxue. The young woman was always so fond of beauty, regardless of everything to make herself perfect, even nervously carrying a small mirror with her, directly shining it on her face and anxiously asking: "Is it really very dark?"

  "It's not too dark, compared to African compatriots, it's still much whiter." As soon as Xuan Qi finished speaking, Su Mengxue's small hand reached out and pinched his waist, her fingers twisting half a circle.

  Xuan Qi bared his teeth and curled his lips. He didn't expect the little girl's hand to be so heavy. Xuan Qi involuntarily stretched out his hand and also pinched Su Mengxue's slender waist. You can't spoil girls, or they'll take advantage of you.

  His fingers touched the smooth skin through her clothes, and her slender waist was full of flesh. Xuan Qi couldn't help but change his pinch to a grasp, scratching it gently.

  Su Mengxue stared at Xuan Qi with her big, clear eyes. Xuan Qi's face slowly turned red as he was gazed at by his idol from the previous life. Even if Xuan Qi were a block of stone, he would still be moved to action. A flame rose in his chest, and he became dizzy and disoriented, involuntarily leaning forward to kiss Su Mengxue when he suddenly saw a pair of venomous eyes under the tree shadow.

  White Spread Wings' teeth chattered with a crisp sound. This pair of adulterous and lewd couple's special thinking will create a special inertia. In White Spread Wings' mind, Guiyue Sect Master Bai Niangniang is just an outsider of the White family, like a dog raised by the White family, so her industry is also the White family's industry. As for Su Binglin, he is only the elder of Guiyue Sect, which means he is just a servant or slave of the White family.

  In Bai Zhan's eyes, Su Mengxue was just a little maid. If it were in ancient times, the young master favoring a maid would be the maid's greatest honor. Even in modern times, if Bai Zhan slept with Su Mengxue, it would still be Su Mengxue who benefited. If she could give birth to a child, although she couldn't inherit the position of head of the Bai family, she could still rely on her son to gain social status and wealth value, and even have the nobility of bloodline.

  Now this little maid not only failed to make things right for herself, but also got mixed up with outsiders. Bai Zhan also secretly investigated Xuan Qi, a fatherless and motherless orphan who only had his grandfather left, whose ancestors were Taoist priests who ran rivers and lakes, in short, a swindler, how did Su Mengxue take a liking to him?

  Bai Zhanfei was even more enraged at this thought. This damned kid actually had unfathomable and profound kung fu skills, and in a one-on-one fight, he could actually hold his own against him. In Bai Zhanfei's subjective thinking, there was a thread of competitiveness - he could accept drawing, but he couldn't accept losing.

  Fortunately, everything has been arranged properly, and every day can give this kid a painful lesson that will make him remember for life. Thinking of this, Bai Zhan Chi showed a cold smile again, looking at Xuan Qi's gaze, Bai Zhan Chi slightly retreated backwards, today let you be proud, tomorrow let you beg for life and death.

  Su Mengxue's face had turned as red as a ripe fruit. As a girl born in the flower season, she had often fantasized about her future partner. Since meeting Xuan Qi, Su Mengxue couldn't shake off the image of him from her mind. Many times, she would dream of him at midnight, and many times, their ears would touch as they leaned against each other. Now that everything was becoming a reality, it made Su Mengxue feel somewhat shy and hard to accept.

  Xuan Qi took a deep breath and finally let go of his arms. The opportunity to take it further was let go by him. Because we are all still too young now, we can't rush to taste the sour fruit for the time being. Moreover, Lao Ding had shouted countless times in Xuan Qi's ear: "You haven't transformed your true energy into liquid yet, if you break your body, you won't be able to set foot in the transformation realm this lifetime...

  With such a garrulous old fellow, even if you are as hard as iron, in his loud voice, you will become soft and weak. Xuan Qi was speechless and helpless, secretly vowing to improve his cultivation, and then lock the old man in a small black room.