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

The monotonous commands, repetitive actions, and stern reprimands were all that remained in everyone's minds on the first morning of military training.

When the final whistle blew, everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

"Morning training is over! Reconvene here promptly at 2 PM! Anyone late will have to stand at attention for one hour!" Instructor Lei said this and then turned and left briskly.

The group instantly disbanded, and everyone dragged their bodies, which felt like they didn't belong to them, and moved towards the cafeteria or dormitory in a disheveled state, like zombies.

"I can't take it anymore, I can't go to the cafeteria, all I want to do right now is lie down... Yueyue, shall we order takeout?" Lin Xiaoxiao was practically clinging to Zhou Yue, her voice trembling with tears, "I feel like these legs don't even belong to me anymore..."

"Agreed, I can't walk another step either." Zhou Yue was exhausted herself, wiping the sweat dripping from her chin with her sleeve as she replied, "I'll order when we get back, I want meat for three people!"

Seeing their expressions, Su Yuqing and Zhao Ya exchanged a glance and quickly reached a consensus—to follow the crowd and go back to their dorm to order takeout.

Zhao Ya was also exhausted, but perhaps because she subconsciously cared about someone's gaze, she managed to maintain her basic composure and not become completely "paralyzed" like Lin Xiaoxiao.

As for Su Yuqing, it was entirely because Chen Mo took good care of her. During each training break, he would massage her tense and sore muscles with just the right amount of force. Although she was tired at the moment, she was in much better condition than Lin Xiaoxiao and Zhou Yue.

"My throat is burning..." Wang Lan strained her hoarse throat and painfully cleared it. "This military training is even harder than I imagined. High school wasn't like this before. And these rules, you can't even wipe the sweat that gets in your eyes, it's so inhumane!"

Even a sports enthusiast like him was complaining bitterly, so Li Zhe next to him was even more miserable.

He slumped onto the curb by the roadside, leaning against a lamppost, not wanting to move a finger, his eyes unfocused, as if his body had been hollowed out.

Shen Xinghe stood under the shade of a tree a little distance away, waiting for them. Although he could not hide his fatigue, his posture was still upright.

Chen Mo looked at his slumped companions and then glanced at Su Yuqing beside him, who was exhausted but had a gentle look in her eyes. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

He clapped his hands, his voice carrying a calming power as he said, "Don't just lie around like that. The more you lie around, the less you want to move, and the lactic acid buildup will make you feel even worse. Hang in there, let's go back to the dorm and relax completely."

Wang Lan glanced at the energetic Chen Mo and groaned, "Old Mo, are you even human? Aren't you tired?"

Chen Mo smiled, said nothing, but reached out and pulled Li Zhe, who was slumped over, to his feet.

His physical reserves and willpower are clearly far beyond those of his peers.

With Chen Mo's encouragement, the group finally managed to slowly make their way back to the dormitory building from the playground, like defeated soldiers.

Back in their familiar dorm room, the cool air from the air conditioner brought a satisfied sigh from almost everyone.

In the girls' dormitory, Lin Xiaoxiao and Zhou Yue immediately threw off their heavy rubber shoes and collapsed onto their chairs without any regard for their image, not wanting to move a single finger.

Zhao Ya's last breath escaped the moment she stepped into the dormitory. She practically had to lean on the door frame to get to her chair and sit down. She began to gently massage her sore and stiff calf muscles, her brow furrowed slightly.

Because Chen Mo had helped her with professional relaxation beforehand, Su Yuqing was in a slightly better state. She poured warm water for herself and her roommates first. When she saw Zhao Ya rubbing her calf with a pained expression, she immediately went over and squatted down. She imitated the relaxation technique Chen Mo had used on her before, and although she was clumsy, she patiently helped Zhao Ya relax her other calf.

"Wouldn't this be better?" she asked softly, glancing at Zhao Ya with a smile.

Zhao Ya was a little embarrassed, but the comfortable feeling in her calves made her nod honestly: "Yes, thank you, Yuqing."

"You're welcome." "My dear Yuqing, I also want to relax a bit." Lin Xiaoxiao immediately started to act coquettishly when she saw this.

Su Yuqing smiled gently and said, "Okay, I'll help you after Xiaoya relaxes a bit."

"Yuqing, you're so great! I love you. When the takeout arrives, I'll share half of my meat with you," Lin Xiaoxiao said cheerfully.

"No need then, just fatten me up later," Su Yuqing joked, making her roommates laugh.

The atmosphere immediately became much more cheerful, easing the sense of dejection that followed the training.

"Looks like I really need to buy a massage gun soon." Zhou Yue listlessly swiped her phone screen looking for takeout. "Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through these next two weeks..."

Actually, none of the eight people in the two dorm rooms are completely sedentary, especially after their recent trip to Yunxijian, where hiking and playing in the water can be considered a form of exercise.

However, military training exercises muscle groups that are rarely used at such a high intensity and for such a long time in daily life.

Take the simplest military posture as an example. It may seem static, but in reality, from the soles of the feet gripping the ground, to the calves tightening, the buttocks tightening, the back straightening, the shoulders pulling back, and the neck straightening... every muscle is secretly competing. Weakness in any part will lead to a distorted posture.

The moment you change your posture, the instructor's reprimands follow you like a shadow; the more tense you become, the stiffer your muscles become.

This vicious cycle continued, and by the end of the morning, even Wang Lan, who was in good physical condition, felt as if her whole body had been disassembled and reassembled.

In the boys' dormitory, Wang Lan collapsed into a chair as soon as he entered, lamenting, "I feel like my legs aren't my legs, and my back isn't my back anymore..."

Li Zhe didn't even want to speak anymore. After Chen Mo helped him slump into a chair, he stared blankly at the ceiling, as if he was contemplating the meaning of life.

Shen Xinghe maintained his rhythm, and despite being tired, he first gently moved his stiff ankles and wrists before sitting down.

Chen Mo is the only one in the dormitory who still has the energy to take care of others.

He first handed Wang Lan and Li Zhe each a bottle of water, then looked at Shen Xinghe: "Are you alright?"

Shen Xinghe raised his eyes and nodded lightly: "It's alright."

He paused, then unusually added, "It's much more tiring than I expected."

Chen Mo smiled, indicating his understanding.

After all, the training is all about high intensity.

Seeing that his roommates were all sprawled out, too exhausted to even order takeout, Chen Mo took out his phone and laughed, "I'll order for you all. You all look too lazy to move."

"Thank you, Brother Mo!" Wang Lan and Li Zhe replied in unison.

"You're quick to call out now," Chen Mo said with a laugh, glancing at the two of them.
The takeout arrived quickly, and the aroma of the food temporarily dispelled everyone's fatigue. (End of Chapter)