Under the sympathetic gazes of everyone, Lin Shuyao reluctantly went on stage.

"Let's begin."

Cheng Zheng slightly raised his chin towards her.

Lin Shuyao walked to the demonstration table, first laying the quilt flat on the table as he had just taught her, and then began to smooth out the wrinkles.

What Cheng Zheng could complete in a few seconds, she did as if on slow speed. Her slender fingers pinched the corner of the blanket, pulling it this way and that, busy running around the table. More than a minute passed and she was still repeating the same few movements.

Everyone in the audience was holding their breath for her.

Just by looking at her delicate, embroidery-like movements, you can tell she definitely can't fold paper into neat squares. She's just dawdling here, killing time. She was probably daydreaming when the representative was explaining the key points.

Sigh, if this continues, we're probably going to get a scolding. Didn't you see how dark the representative's face was?

Sure enough, just as everyone had a thought, Cheng Zheng's stern voice rang out: "Was that how I just demonstrated? In the army, there are only three minutes from waking up to assembling for morning exercises. At your speed, you won't even be out the door in half an hour!"

They've clearly used her as a negative example.

Lin Shuyao continued her work without stopping, without even raising her head, remaining unhurried and unhurried.

Cheng Zheng stared coldly at her, his lips tightening with displeasure. Just as he was about to reprimand her again, Lin Shuyao suddenly straightened up, raised her small face, and gave him a sweet smile:

"Okay, representative, all the wrinkles have been smoothed out, and the foundation is solid."

She deliberately pointed out what he had taught her before, indicating that she had been listening attentively. Then she changed the subject, saying, "However, the way I fold the blanket next is a little different from what the representative taught me."

Not quite the same?

These four words seemed to explode like a thunderbolt over everyone's heads.

Whispers from the audience—

"Has Comrade Shen gone mad? She won't learn the methods taught by the delegates, insisting on being unconventional. If she messes up later, let's see how she cleans up the mess!"

"Exactly! If you fold it the way the representative taught you, it's normal if you don't fold it well in the end, since you just learned it today. But she insists on doing it her own way. I think she's just trying to show off!"

"Their representative comes from the military; folding paper into neat squares is a basic skill for them, so the methods they teach are definitely the most convenient and quickest. It's not her place to show off here, tsk."

"Let's see how it goes. Maybe Comrade Shen really has another method?"

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"Look at her, so delicate and fussy. She even dawdles over a wrinkle. She's obviously never lifted a finger. She probably doesn't do any housework at home. You expect her to fold the blanket into a perfect square? Just wait and see, she'll be scolded to tears by the representative again in a little while."

……

The discussion grew louder, and questioning glances were cast toward Lin Shuyao on stage.

"Quiet."

Cheng Zheng coldly stopped them, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"There isn't just one way to do anything. All roads lead to Rome. As long as you can achieve your goal, I encourage everyone to use their wisdom to find the path that best suits them."

"Comrade Shen Qing, continue."

Has she changed her personality?

Lin Shuyao blinked, seemingly unable to believe it. She was prepared to be scolded by him, to bet that she didn't know how to fold a blanket, and then she would take the opportunity to make a bet and slap him in the face. But this was it?

It seems she was being narrow-minded. He still maintained his principles at crucial moments and didn't dismiss her based on personal prejudice.

The bet is naturally off.

Lin Shuyao steadied herself and then pulled a shiny steel ruler from her work clothes pocket.

"Drawing lines by hand relies on experience and feel, but it's difficult for beginners like us to divide the line into three equal parts in one go, so we can use auxiliary tools first."

She used a steel ruler to measure the quilt surface, precisely pressing out three fold lines, then folded the quilt along the lines and pressed it down firmly with her arm.

The basic shape of the tofu block has been formed.

Next came the most challenging part: "corner removal."

Even veteran soldiers have to undergo repeated training, and some even need to borrow tools because the fabric of the quilt is soft, and it is difficult to form sharp right angles at the corners after folding it.

This time, Lin Shuyao didn't use a steel ruler, but instead took out several wooden clothespins.

She used clips to support and secure the folded blanket inside the corner, then deftly pinched and twisted the corner with her fingertips, instantly forming a sharp right angle. The resulting folded blanket was exactly the same as the one Cheng Zheng had demonstrated earlier!

Those who had been skeptical of Lin Shuyao in the audience were now staring wide-eyed and mouths agape at the neatly arranged square of tofu on the demonstration table, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"This... she actually managed to fold it?!"

"My goodness, clothespins can be used like this...!"

"I was just worried that the blanket was too soft and I wouldn't be able to shape it into a perfect right angle by hand, but I didn't expect that clothespins could solve the problem..."

"It seems Comrade Shen really has some skills; I underestimated her before..."

The wind gradually shifted, and even in Cheng Zheng's usually calm and scrutinizing dark eyes, a flash of surprise crossed his face.

He had seen people use rulers before, but he had never seen clothespins used like this before.

Regardless, she did fold it into a very standard "tofu block".

He looked at Lin Shuyao and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Receiving his gaze, Lin Shuyao also looked at him, her little face beaming with pride, like a kitten that had finally won a beautiful game, her eyes and brows exuding arrogance, before she walked off the stage with her head held high and chest out.

In fact, Lin Shuyao had secretly prepared her tools as soon as she learned that there would be a housekeeping class in the afternoon.

In later generations, when participating in military training at university, after each demonstration by the instructors, students would be selected to practice in front of everyone.

This is probably how it is in this era.

If Cheng Zheng were to choose someone, she would definitely be the unlucky one.

So she prepared the tools in advance.

She didn't fold the paper according to Cheng Zheng's method, not to be unconventional or to show off, but because she simply couldn't fold it well without the help of tools. In college, she had to use auxiliary tools to pass the housekeeping test.

However, this incident also confirms that Cheng Zheng did indeed have designs on her.

Otherwise, why would she be chosen to take the stage out of more than 100 new employees?

Knowing that folding tofu blocks is something that seems simple but actually requires repeated practice, how could one possibly master it after only watching one or two demonstrations?

He chose people to come on stage simply to find a negative example so that everyone could see a case of failure, remind them not to make similar mistakes, and then he would provide guidance from the sidelines.

She was essentially part of his teaching play!

What did she do to offend him?

Because she got in through Uncle Cheng's connections, and he doesn't like people using connections.

If that's the case, then he's being too hypocritical. Didn't he also get Su Wan in through connections? Is he allowed to use connections himself but not others?

Even after stepping down from the stage, Lin Shuyao was still pondering the matter.

On stage, after Cheng Zheng finished explaining the housekeeping standards, he changed the subject: "Besides housekeeping, personal military appearance and discipline are also important aspects of discipline and conduct. Male comrades are not allowed to have beards, and female comrades' hair cannot be too long..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the audience and then casually pointed to a man, signaling him to stand up.

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