On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

After three simple laps of running to warm up, it was enough for these college students, who had just come back from the relaxation of their holidays, to wake up their bodies and produce fine beads of sweat.

What we just did was a warm-up; what's coming next is the real test.

Because after their warm-up, the first thing they faced was standing at attention!

Standing at attention, seemingly simple, is actually the most grueling first hurdle.

"Attention! Line up! Stand at attention! Ready for military posture!" Instructor Lei's booming voice echoed across the parade ground. "Heads up! Chests out! Stomach in! Shoulders back! Legs together! Fingers together, close to the trouser seams! Lean slightly forward!"

As soon as the instructor's loud voice rang out, everyone immediately followed suit obediently.

After all, this instructor is not the same as a teacher. If you argue with him unreasonably, you'll be in big trouble.

Naturally, no one dared to provoke them.

Although it's tiring for everyone to get involved, it's still acceptable.

Being unable to move is torture for young people.

The sunlight grew increasingly intense, and the air seemed to freeze.

After standing for less than five minutes, many people began to sweat uncontrollably from their foreheads.

Just then, a stern rebuke came from the side and rear of the group: "Hey student! What are you doing?!"

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it—a boy was hurriedly taking his hand down from his forehead, clearly having secretly wiped away sweat.

Instructor Lei strode over and stopped in front of him, his voice as cold as ice: "Did I tell you to move?"

"Report...Reporting, Instructor, sweat is getting into my eyes..." the boy's voice trembled.

"Can't you stand it if it gets in your eyes? We've only been standing here for a short time!" Instructor Lei's voice suddenly rose, making sure everyone could hear him. "Listen up, all of you! Standing at attention is all about discipline and willpower! Don't even think about sweating; even if an insect crawls on your face, you're not allowed to move without orders! Anyone I see moving again will have to do five more minutes of extra training!"

These words were like a tight band around everyone's neck, instantly putting everyone's nerves on edge.

At this moment, many people had sweat dripping down their temples, feeling unbearably itchy, but no one dared to reach out and wipe it away.

My legs started to ache, my back started to stiffen, and the ground beneath my feet seemed to have a magnetic pull, constantly tempting my body to relax and lean back.

Wang Lan grimaced, forcing himself to remain still, inwardly cursing the instructor for being ruthless. Punishing the whole group for one person's mistake was tantamount to making that person offend everyone at once.

Li Zhe's lips were tightly pressed together, and his eyes behind his glasses were somewhat unfocused; he was only holding on by sheer willpower.

Lin Xiaoxiao swallowed back the complaints that were on the tip of her tongue, and even softened her breathing.

Zhao Ya tried her best to maintain her posture, but her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Shen Xinghe diagonally in front of her.

He stood ramrod straight, like a slender bamboo stalk. Sweat soaked the ends of his hair on his forehead, clinging to his skin, yet it could not conceal his inherent beauty.

He seemed completely absorbed in his own world, oblivious to the scorching heat, the exhaustion, and even the instructors' reprimands.

Su Yuqing felt her calf muscles were a little tense, and a drop of sweat was slowly sliding down her spine, bringing an unbearable itch.

She pressed her lips tightly together, suppressing the urge to twist and turn.

Just then, she felt Chen Mo standing beside her, standing as straight as a javelin, unmoving. His calm and steady aura became her support without her even realizing it.

She subtly adjusted her balance, took a deep breath, and refocused her attention. At that moment, Chen Mo also noticed that there was sweat on Su Yuqing's forehead.

"Hang in there." Chen Mo didn't move his mouth, but spoke using a technique similar to ventriloquism. His deep voice clearly reached Su Yuqing's ears.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a peculiar power, dispelling the slight wavering that had just arisen in Su Yuqing's heart.

Time flowed slowly in silent endurance, each second stretching out endlessly.

"Okay, rest for ten minutes!" Finally, everyone got the instructor's forgiveness.

As soon as the order was given, the team relaxed instantly. Their tense nerves suddenly loosened, and everyone squatted or sat down, or rubbed their legs and backs, most of them quietly complaining about the discomfort they had just experienced.

Wang Lan plopped down on the ground, letting out a long sigh: "My God... it's okay for me to move, but making me stand still is like killing me..."

Li Zhe lay down on the grass, staring blankly at the sky, and murmured, "I don't want any of them..."

Shen Xinghe sat down on the spot, adjusted his breathing, and quietly watched the reactions of the students in front of him, finally focusing on Chen Mo.

Among so many people, Chen Mo's performance was the most unique, which caught Shen Xinghe's attention.

He always felt that Chen Mo possessed a maturity and composure far beyond what a boy his age should have.

Although he himself often acts in ways that don't suit his age, it is precisely because of this that he feels a sense of joy in seeing his kind.

Chen Mo was standing next to Su Yuqing, massaging her lower back with his left hand and her legs with his right, gently asking, "How are you feeling?"

His eyes quickly swept across her face, a concerned smile on his face.

Su Yuqing had been suffering from lower back pain and leg swelling, but with Chen Mo's professional massage, she felt much better.

"It's alright." Su Yuqing wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, finally able to wipe it away, and gave a faint smile. "It's just a bit sunny."

She did feel a bit hot, but what struck her more deeply was the oppressive feeling brought about by discipline.

Chen Mo looked at her cheeks, which were slightly red from the sun, nodded and smiled, "There are benefits to sunbathing."

Not far away, Zhou Yue was laughing as she helped Lin Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the ground, to her feet. Zhao Ya sat quietly to the side, her gaze still seemingly following Shen Xinghe, who was looking at Chen Mo.

The break was so short it felt like an illusion; before everyone had even had enough rest, the whistle blew again, like a death knell.

"gather!"

Instructor Lei stared expressionlessly at the now-standing ranks, his voice cold and hard: "Good, your first time standing at attention was not bad, but remember this well! Standing at attention is just the beginning. At ease, attention, straddle stance, turning on the spot... I want you to be 100% accurate and 100% in unison for these most basic movements! Do you understand?!"

"I...I understand..." came the sparse, weak reply, revealing a weariness that had not yet fully recovered.

"Haven't you eaten yet?! Speak louder! Did you understand?!"

"Understood!!" This time, everyone's voices were much louder, carrying a hint of roused passion and helplessness, as well as lingering fear of the "sweat-wiping incident" and obedience.

As the second round of military posture began, everyone felt the sun in the sky getting bigger and bigger, sweat kept flowing, and muscles protested and persevered despite the soreness.

However, this was only the first day of fourteen days of hardship! (End of Chapter)