Due to the heightened attention from the school leadership this year, the military training lasted longer than usual.
The training started at 8:00 AM and ended at 9:00 PM.
In between, there were breaks for lunch and dinner, adding up to a total of four hours of rest.
5:30 PM.
With the instructor's order to dismiss, everyone exhaled in relief.
Wang Zejing, whose physical endurance was poor, felt utterly exhausted, collapsing onto Lei Hongguang and Zhang Kai for support.
Seeing this, Lin Xian teased, "Wang Zejing, with your physique, you want to show off? Be careful, you might snap your back!"
"Lin Xian, aren't you tired?" Wang Zejing asked incredulously, looking at him in disbelief.
It was hard to believe that, aside from standing all afternoon, Lin Xian had also done a hundred more push-ups than he had.
"Of course, I'm tired. Just not as dramatically as you," Lin Xian said casually.
Lin Xian's physical condition was decent to begin with, and after over a month of training, although he wasn't on the level of a sports major, he wasn't far behind either.
After dinner in the cafeteria, the group went back to their dorms for a brief rest. At 6:30 PM, they set off once more for the sports field.
The evening was much cooler, and the military training content had lightened up. It was all about learning military songs, chatting, and performing talents.
Around two to three hundred students from the finance department sat cross-legged on the field, forming a large circle.
The instructor, standing in the middle of the circle, wasn't as serious as during the day. He asked, "Who here can sing military songs?"
The field fell silent.
There must have been some who could sing, but no one dared step forward.
Seeing this, the instructor continued, "Since none of you know how to sing, I'll teach you a military song. I'll sing one line, and you all sing the next!"
"Us soldiers, what's so different about us? Sing!"
"Poof!"
Just the first line had everyone bursting into laughter, not because of the lyrics, but because of the instructor's voice.
He was beyond tone-deaf; his voice was almost unbearably off-pitch.
The instructor didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed and joked, "Can't handle that? If you heard our company commander sing, you'd probably die laughing."
"Haha!"
The crowd burst into another round of laughter.
It had to be said, that one joke made the instructor much more approachable, bridging the gap between him and the freshmen.
After the song, the instructor sat cross-legged on the ground and smiled, "I can't be the only one singing. If anyone has a talent, come up and show it."
Some eager freshmen were itching to perform, but when they saw no one stepping forward, they held back.
The instructor noticed the mood was a bit down, and after scanning the group, he suddenly called out, "Lin Xian, step forward!"
Lin Xian, who had been sitting among the crowd, was busy texting Yan Xiaoman and hadn't expected the instructor to call his name.
Well, this was the first day of training, and the instructor didn't know the freshmen well yet. But Lin Xian's performance that day had impressed him, and he naturally remembered him.
Reluctantly stuffing his phone into his pocket, Lin Xian stood up and walked to the center of the circle.
The instructor patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Be a role model, start us off!"
"But I don't know what to perform!" Lin Xian said helplessly.
He had been chatting with Yan Xiaoman the whole time and hadn't prepared anything.
"Do whatever you're good at!" the instructor replied.
"Then I'll play the guitar, but my guitar's in the dorm, I didn't bring it," Lin Xian shrugged.
"It's okay, Lin Xian, I'll go grab it for you!" Wang Zejing shouted from below, egging him on.
The instructor nodded and pointed at Wang Zejing, saying, "Alright, I order you to run and bring the guitar back in three minutes!"
That'll teach you to egg me on!
Lin Xian couldn't hold back and laughed.
Wang Zejing, grimacing, realized he had just shot himself in the foot.
Three minutes later, Wang Zejing ran back to the field, gasping for air, holding a guitar case.
Seeing him nearly out of breath, the instructor joked, "Wow, didn't know you were carrying a missile there!"
"Sit down and rest," he said.
Lin Xian took the guitar, and after removing it from the case, he asked loudly, "What do you want to hear?"
"Far Away!"
"Sunny Day!"
"Huángméi opera!"
The crowd began shouting all sorts of requests.
At that moment, Lin Xian suddenly noticed Ling Youyu sitting at the very front.
She was blinking her big eyes, smiling, and gazing at him with an expression full of expectation.
The baby fat on her cheeks made her smile reveal two adorable dimples.
Seeing this, a song subconsciously popped into Lin Xian's mind.
"Your requests are too difficult to fulfill, I'll just improvise!" Lin Xian said, and with a gentle strum of his guitar, beautiful melodies immediately filled the air.
As the music played, the crowd fell silent.
Staring at Ling Youyu, Lin Xian began to sing.
"I'm still looking for
A place to lean on and a hug
Who will pray for me, worry for me
Get angry for me, make a fuss for me
…
The dimples and long eyelashes are your most beautiful mark
I can't sleep every night, missing your smile
You don't know how important you are to me
With you, my life is complete
The dimples and long eyelashes, irresistibly charming
I slow down, it feels like I'm drunk"
…
Ling Youyu's big eyes and dimples were so distinctive that he couldn't help but think of this song.
His singing wasn't exceptional, but his guitar skills were great, and JJ's song was really sweet and refreshing, making it easy for anyone to get lost in it.
Ling Youyu had already noticed Lin Xian's gaze, and her face turned bright red. She lowered her head, looking especially cute.
Her small hands, nervous from the attention, gripped her military training uniform tightly.
She felt like this song was sung just for her.
Thinking this, Ling Youyu quietly lifted her head and stole a quick glance at Lin Xian, then quickly lowered it again.
"Clap, clap, clap!"
When the song finished, the crowd erupted in applause.
Many of the girls were staring at Lin Xian, their eyes shining.
Handsome and talented—who could resist that?
Wang Zejing and Zhang Kai, clapping, couldn't help but tease.
"Lin Xian is amazing!"
"Lin Xian, another song!"
Soon, many girls joined in, shouting for him to sing another song.
The lively atmosphere from Class 1 of the Finance Department caught the attention of freshmen from other departments, who looked over curiously.
Seeing this, Lin Xian waved his hand and said helplessly, "This isn't a personal concert, handsome boys and beautiful girls, please start your performances!"
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