Going back to 18, demanding 30,000 yuan in compensation from the school beauty.

After a lively discussion on the playground last night, some students were greatly inspired.

The next day, Gao Bo came to ask for leave with a medical certificate, saying that he had hypoglycemia and was not suitable for long-term military training.

The instructor's face darkened when he saw the burly man from Northeast China who was 190 cm tall and weighed nearly 190 kg.

But in the end, I granted him leave.

After all, the diagnosis report was stamped with the school hospital's seal, so I didn't have to bear any responsibility.

Besides, the military training is already halfway through, the school has already achieved its goal, and the instructors are well aware of this, so why bother taking it so seriously?

With Gao Bo's success as an example, some bolder students started to get creative.

The next day, Jin Chao from class 341 also obtained an identical sick leave slip.

The instructor's face darkened even more.

Although leave was ultimately granted, the officer immediately issued an order to the entire formation after handing over the leave slip: "All students, unless it's a serious congenital illness like heart disease, no leave will be granted even if it's stamped by the school hospital!"

Then the training that day was noticeably more rigorous.

The instructor also used a boy named Liang Junlei as a negative example, saying that his kicking technique was not standard, and punished him by making him do 30 push-ups in front of everyone.

While Liang Junlei was struggling to keep up his pace, Gao Bo and Jin Chao were sitting under the sunshade in the audience, leisurely eating popsicles.

During their break, Liang Junlei and his roommate cursed those two guys' ancestors for eighteen generations.

"You two sons of bitches, you went off to have some fun, what's wrong with the drill instructor if you're angry with us!"

"These two people weigh almost 400 pounds combined, and they have the nerve to say they have low blood sugar? Are the doctors at the school clinic blind? They actually gave them a sick leave certificate?"

"Strictly speaking, there is no direct relationship between being fat or thin and having low blood sugar. The two of them insisted that they had headaches, felt nauseous and uncomfortable, and the school doctor couldn't just sit idly by. Otherwise, if something really happened, it would be their responsibility!" said a girl named Zhang Wenwen.

The students understood the logic, but they were still indignant.

This outburst elicited almost silent support from the entire class.

Although no one was punished, the sudden resumption of rigorous training made the whole class a victim.

The flames of war even reached Zhou Rui, the acting squad leader.

After all, Gao Bo and Jin Chao, who had both taken leave, were his roommates, so it was impossible for the two of them to act directly.

Zhou Rui, if not tacitly approving, was at least aware of it.

As the person in charge appointed by the counselor and the de facto class monitor, he not only failed to dissuade his roommates, but also caused them to successfully provoke the instructor's anger, ultimately making the whole class pay the price for their actions.

After going through this chain of logic, the students all had some opinions about Zhou Rui.

I went back to my dorm in the evening.

Still indignant about what happened during the day, Geng Ziye suddenly asked, "Brother Zhao, how about I get a sick leave certificate tomorrow? Do you think that's a good idea?"

Lin Zhao laughed: "People have low blood sugar, where do you feel pain?"

Geng Ziye patted his chest: "Just say it's a heart attack. Didn't the instructor say that you can take leave for a heart attack? I don't think the school hospital even checks for low blood sugar, so they definitely won't check for heart attacks..."

Lin Zhao was utterly exasperated. This older brother was so naive; he actually wanted to be the class monitor?

"What kind of utter nonsense is that?!"

He Ruiqi, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and glared at him. "We don't check for low blood sugar because it's not serious, so it doesn't matter whether we check it or not. But congenital heart disease is a serious illness. How can we not check it? We'll send you to a big hospital tomorrow, and you'll be in trouble!"

Geng Ziye had always been a fan of He Ruiqi, and now that he was being scolded by him, he had no choice but to swallow his anger and just laugh it off without saying a word.

He Ruiqi rolled his eyes, then suddenly turned to Lin Zhao and said, "Lin Zhao, I think Zhou Rui is unpopular right now, he might not be able to become class monitor smoothly. Personally, I don't want him to be it either, are you interested?"

Before Lin Zhao could react to this sudden question, Geng Ziye and Li Shun immediately looked over.

Geng Ziye was so anxious that his face turned red. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't get the words out.

Li Shun glanced at his three roommates, then looked away.

Lin Zhao stroked her chin: "Originally I had no idea, but now... I have indeed considered it!"

He Ruiqi nodded and smiled, "I admire your personality; you say what you mean and never hide anything!"

Lin Zhao smiled but didn't reply.

What he really wanted to say was that the most important reason he looked forward to going to university was that he felt that this age was the most innocent and this group was the purest, so he could comfortably enjoy a journey of youth.

But now it seems I was wrong.

Whether someone is innocent or not has nothing to do with age, but everything to do with the person.

Based on my interactions with the students so far, most of the people in this class are innocent, but the few who are not innocent are quite anything else.

If you let these not-so-pure people run around in front of you every day, inexplicably treating you as a potential enemy and targeting you, or doing a lot of harmful and self-defeating things in class...

Lin Zhao felt that her four years of university life would be very difficult.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to take a more authoritative position, suppress these self-important noobs on the spot, and restore peace to one's university life.

This method is feasible.

"It's best if you have your own ideas, so I don't have to try to convince you. Anyway, we in 316 all support you!"

After He Ruiqi finished speaking, he directly asked his two roommates, "Geng Ziye, Li Shun, you agree, right?"

Geng Ziye's face turned red, but he didn't dare to refuse He Ruiqi, so he could only nod: "Definitely support, definitely support..."

He Ruiqi then looked at Li Shun.

Li Shun, unusually forthright, nodded and said, "Mm."

Lin Zhao watched as his roommate quickly united his forces, and he was both amused and exasperated, wondering why this "Shanghai guy" thought so highly of him.

"You'd better just be interested in me, not actually want to sleep with me..."

Lin Zhao was on high alert!

Although I had this idea, I didn't have a clear idea of ​​how to put it into practice.

It seems that although Zhou Rui has aroused dissatisfaction among many students, it is only subtle. After all, it is Jin Chao and Gao Bo who have really angered the instructors and affected the whole class. The students are mainly angry with these two.

Zhou Rui, nominally the male student leader handpicked by the counselor, secretly treated the whole class to ice cream twice.

No matter how much his classmates disapproved of his scheming behavior, they were still obliged to help him, and when they didn't vote for him in the class monitor election, they felt somewhat guilty.

That's how college students are; they have high aspirations, but their hearts are mostly pure.

If Lin Zhao were to suddenly emerge and compete, her chances of winning would indeed be slim, unless a suitable opportunity arises.

The opportunity came very soon.

The following afternoon, the temperature remained scorching.

The instructors wanted to reduce the intensity of the training so that the students could rest more, and they repeatedly reminded them to "report if they need to go to the toilet."

This is practically an open invitation for everyone to slack off.

Many people understood the intention, but many others did not, thinking that today's situation and direction were still the same as yesterday's "high-pressure" situation.

A girl named Xu Ting was introverted and slightly overweight. She was clearly feeling unwell but didn't dare to say it. In the end, she fainted from the heat in the formation.

The instructor was called away at that moment.

Xu Ting's fainting caused panic, and Zhou Rui quickly arranged for her to be helped to a shady place to rest.

Seeing that her lips had turned white, Lin Zhao suggested taking her directly to the infirmary.

Zhou Rui stepped forward: "Xu Ting just has heatstroke. She just needs to rest in the shade for a while. If she leaves without permission, the instructor will definitely be angry when he comes back, and then all the other students will get scolded! We can't let the same thing happen twice!"

Lin Zhao wasn't angry at the previous explanation, thinking he was just stating the facts.

But when the last sentence came out, he immediately realized that this guy was taking the opportunity to exonerate himself and salvage the situation where the students had a lot of complaints about him yesterday because Gao Bo and Jin Chao had asked for leave.

Lin Zhao was furious on the spot.

If you truly care about your classmates, I admire your ability to consider the bigger picture and your calm demeanor.

Your classmates have all fainted from heatstroke, and you still have the mind to think about your own little things? Are you even human?

Lin Zhao, too lazy to waste words with him, directly called out, "He Ruiqi, Xing Zhou, come with me to take Xu Ting to the infirmary!"

Without hesitation, the two stepped forward and helped Xu Ting walk out of the playground.