RPAGF Chapter 301
Chapter 301
Rong Yu returned to her squad and continued to stand at attention.During the afternoon military training, Yu Kexin's leave ended.
After resting for two hours, she couldn't exactly say she was fully revived, but her condition was at least much better.
"Basic movement training, start now!"
Instructor Yan's whistle pierced the summer heatwave, causing everyone to tense up.
Constantly turning forward, backward, left, right, goose-stepping... A simple movement, repeated dozens of times back and forth.
Song Huai was having a hard time holding on. In a moment of distraction, he suddenly staggered while turning, his shoe tripping over the uneven ground, and he pitched forward.
Rong Yu was standing in the first row, and Song Huai was in the second. When turning around, Rong Yu happened to see him. She subconsciously took a half step forward, her hand shooting out like lightning to grab Song Huai's belt and pull him back.
Song Huai stood straight in his original spot.
He was a bit stunned.
Rong Yu had actually helped him.
She always wore a cold face; no matter what he said, she was too lazy to respond. He thought she was disgusted by him.
But at such a moment, she had extended a helping hand...
"Rong Yu, step out!"
The instructor's devilish voice rang out.
"Leaving the formation without permission, one hundred push-ups!"
Song Huai had just been about to say thank you when he heard these words, instantly drawing in a breath of cold air.
He wanted to say something, but meeting the instructor's sharp, authoritative gaze, all his words were forced back down his throat, unable to utter a single syllable.
Rong Yu stepped out, bent down, and placed her hands on the ground. A scorching heat hit her, but she showed no signs of dissatisfaction. She quickly began to do push-ups, each movement astonishingly standard: arms bent at ninety degrees, back taut as a straight line, even her breathing rhythm completely steady.
"Report!" Sheng Ciyuan said loudly, "Instructor, I think this is unfair. Rong Yu was clearly helping a classmate, why should she be punished?"
Instructor Yan's voice was very cold: "Questioning the instructor, very well. Get ready for push-ups, also one hundred!"
Sheng Ciyuan didn't say another word and dropped down next to Rong Yu.
His physical fitness wasn't great, and push-ups were quite difficult for him. After only doing a dozen or so, his body started to sag, but he still persisted, shouting the numbers loudly: "Eighteen, nineteen, twenty!"
Song Huai's lips tightened into a straight line.
As if making a massive decision, he walked over, stayed silent, and dropped down on the other side of Rong Yu, also starting to do push-ups.
One after another.
After Rong Yu reached fifty, Instructor Yan shouted: "Stop!"
The three of them stopped in unison. Sheng Ciyuan collapsed on the ground, as did Song Huai. Only Rong Yu stood up straight, drenched in sweat.
Instructor Yan: "Do you know why I punished you?"
Rong Yu: "Because I acted without authorization."
In the war-torn era, acting without authorization was a fatal matter.
She still remembered Ji Zheng's comrade-in-arms, who disobeyed orders without authorization to save a local, and was ultimately shot in the head by the enemy, exposing the entire company's whereabouts.
Perhaps having stayed in an era of peace for too long, she had even forgotten the most basic military discipline.
"I accept the punishment!"
Rong Yu said loudly.
"On the battlefield, any heroism will bring immeasurable consequences, but—" Instructor Yan paused, a look of appreciation surfacing in his eyes, "Your actions today taught everyone a lesson, letting everyone understand what collectivism is. Remember, you are a class, a large collective! You don't have to do the remaining push-ups. Now, everyone, right face! Destination: the cafeteria, double time, march!"
The whole class erupted in cheers.
Song Huai spoke up: "Rong Yu, if you hadn't pulled me, I probably would have smashed my head. Thank you."
Rong Yu's face was indifferent: "I would have reached out for anyone. No need to thank me."
She headed toward the cafeteria with Yu Kexin and Xue Yun.
Looking at her retreating back, Song Huai found it hard to look away for a long time. Actually, she was really great; why had he only realized it now...
"What are you looking at?" Sheng Ciyuan walked over, "I heard you have a fiancée?"
Song Huai pressed his lips tightly together.
He and Rong Ruoyao grew up together as childhood sweethearts and had a great relationship.
She got into Jingda University.
He got into Huaqing.
They were the best of friends on the same path.
He shouldn't develop any other thoughts.
Sheng Ciyuan glanced at him and eagerly chased after Rong Yu: "Wait for me!"
Thus, he successfully infiltrated the female group of the Tianxingjian class. Three girls, plus him, a big guy, sitting at one table.
Rustling discussions came from the side.
"Did you see? That's the freshman Rong Yu, she is really beautiful."
"Nonsense, if she wasn't beautiful, could she be on the school beauty voting list? She's already fourth and still climbing."
"I wonder if she has a boyfriend, I really want her contact info."
"Just started college, probably hasn't had the time to date yet..."
Hearing this, Sheng Ciyuan's face darkened.
He picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Rong Yu's bowl: "You're too thin, eat more meat."
He also deliberately helped Rong Yu adjust her bangs.
A few male students nearby stopped in their tracks, looking incredulous, and could only retreat in regret.
Sheng Ciyuan curled his lips into a smile.
Let them misunderstand.
Anyway, no matter what, he had to guard Rong Yu for his older brother; he absolutely couldn't let Rong Yu be snatched away by someone else.
Rong Yu looked up at him: "What are you smiling at?"
Sheng Ciyuan guiltily continued to give her food: "Nothing, eat more to keep up your strength, there's still military training tonight."
Rong Yu: "..."
Messages kept coming into her phone. She opened it to see the "Loving Family" group chat, where her several good grandsons were sharing their daily lives.
Ji Zhiyuan: "Great-grandmother, Chuan, Aye, how is the first day of college?"
Ji Yanting: "The first day of college is military training, it probably feels terrible."
Ji Mohan: "It's just half a month, it's nothing, endure it and it'll pass."
Ji Jingchuan: "It's okay, much easier than doing farm work."
Ji Zhouye: "..."
Rong Yu: "What's wrong with Aye?"
Ji Zhouye sent ten crying emojis in a row: "I want to take leave, boohoo, military training is too bitter, so hot, so tiring, I'm about to die. Tonight is also my goddess Yaoyao's esports match, I really want to go, but the counselor won't let me..."
Old Master Ji: "Your great-grandmother didn't complain, you're a grown man, what are you complaining about? Aren't you supposed to be starting a company? With this attitude, it'll be a miracle if you can get it running!"
Ji Zhouye instantly perked up: "My business plan is already done, I'm in the stage of attracting investment, it'll be up and running soon. Just wait, all of you wait and see!"
Duoduo: "Uncle, I believe in you!"
Rong Yu couldn't help but laugh.
After standing at attention for a while in the evening, the sports field suddenly started to have singing competitions. A dozen or so formations instantly acted like boiling water, a sea of camouflage surging in the twilight.
The male formation of the physics department opposite had already set up their stance. The leading boy stepped on a stair and shouted loudly: "Comrades opposite, sing up, sing up! One two three four five, we've waited so hard!"
The wave of sound pressed over like a landslide and a tsunami.
Rong Yu looked over. The person standing on the steps was another old acquaintance, Zhang Haoyu from Haicheng First High School. He used to be in the same class as Song Huai and had participated in a physics competition with her. She had a pretty good impression of him.
Zhang Haoyu bellowed, "Rong Yu, Rong Yu, hurry up! Don't dawdle like an old lady! When we ask you to sing, just sing! Stop being so bashful, it's not a good look!"