Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

On September 16th, before dawn in Beijing, Raymond Lam was woken up by his phone vibrating.

It wasn't an alarm clock, it was a text message from Liu Chengcheng:

"Get up! First day of military training! Don't be late!!!"

Lin Feng glanced at the time: 5:40. The moon was still high in the sky, and he hadn't even finished get off work yet.

He got out of bed, Song Yan turned over, touched the pillow twice but couldn't find him, frowned slightly, and fell asleep again.

Liu Jiaqi wrapped the blanket tighter, buried her face in the pillow, and only a tuft of hair was visible.

The door to the next room was open, and Liu Chengcheng's suitcase was spread out on the floor, stuffed with sunscreen, wet wipes, band-aids, and Huoxiang Zhengqi Water (a traditional Chinese medicine for heatstroke), like a pharmacy.

She was already dressed in full camouflage, with her belt fastened and her hair tucked into her hat. She stood in front of the mirror, turning left and right, muttering, "I am General Mulan."

Lin Feng leaned against the doorframe, looking at her: "What's wrong with you? Is your general wearing camouflage?"

Liu Chengcheng glared at him, "I'm a modern-day Mulan, what do you know?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a sudden idea struck her:

"Sigh! I suddenly had a thought. What do you think it would be like for Mulan to travel to the modern era and attend university?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "Hehe...you're better suited to writing novels."

At this moment, Song Yan and Liu Jiaqi also got up.

Song Yan came out of the bedroom rubbing her eyes, her hair was messy, and one of the buttons on her camouflage uniform was buttoned wrong. Liu Jiaqi followed behind her and helped her button it again.

Liu Jiaqi herself was dressed very formally, with her belt cinched just right and her hat pulled down at the perfect height, looking like a recruitment poster.

Raymond Lam fried four eggs and made four cups of soy milk. They finished eating and drinking right at 7:00 PM, and the four of them got into the car.

The Audi was driving from Gaobeidian towards Beijing University of Technology.

Traffic jams had already started in Beijing by this time, with elderly people heading to the morning market and newly opened convenience stores filling the streets.

Liu Chengcheng and Liu Jiaqi were both in a daze, like two groundhogs, while Song Yan was applying sunscreen in front of a small mirror.

When I arrived at the school, there were noticeably more cars in the parking lot than yesterday.

Everywhere you look, there are freshmen in camouflage uniforms, walking in groups of three or five towards the playground, some excited and some looking worried.

The three girls went back to their respective dormitories, while Lin Feng went to room 320 in building 3 alone.

320 was at the end of the corridor, the door was half open, and people were talking inside.

"Let me tell you, my mom packed twenty pairs of socks for me, one pair a day, so I can throw them away after military training."

"Didn't your mom bring you underwear?"

"I brought ten, one every three days, a month's supply."

Zhang Wei was squatting on the ground stuffing things into the cabinet, with three large suitcases piled up next to him.

Li Mo sat on the upper bunk reading a book. The bed was already made, with the quilt folded into a neat square, sharp and angular, as if the person had undergone military training beforehand.

Zhang Wei's quilt was still crumpled up in the corner of the bed, the pillowcase was missing, and the sheets were all wrinkled.

Lin Feng entered the room, and Zhang Wei looked up, his eyes lighting up:

"Holy crap, Brother Feng's here!"

He stood up, dusted off his pants, and pointed to the lower bunk by the window. "This is your bed. I've saved it for you. It's a good spot with good ventilation."

Lin Feng glanced at it and saw a label on the bed board with the words "Lin Feng" written on it.

He put down his bag and began to make the bed.

I had just finished making my bed when the homeroom teacher came to check on the students.

He was a male teacher in his thirties, surnamed Liu, who wore glasses.

He stood at the door, glanced around the dormitory, his gaze lingering on Li Mo's neatly folded blankets for two seconds, then looked at Zhang Wei's crumpled sheets. His lips twitched slightly, he ticked off the registration form, and without saying a word, he turned and left.

Zhang Wei whispered, "Our homeroom teacher is quite aloof, it's just a pity he's a man."

Li Mo chimed in, "Have you ever seen a female class advisor in the civil engineering department? There are very few female students either."

Zhang Wei nodded: "Yeah! This is a terrible choice of major."

The rallying cry has sounded!

On the playground, thousands of freshmen stood in formation.

The camouflage uniforms formed a green ocean, and the sun overhead made people dizzy.

When the units were assigned, Lin Feng was placed in the 12th Company of the 4th Battalion, a mix of students from the Civil Engineering and Automation departments. Zhang Wei and Li Mo were also there, standing on either side of Lin Feng.

Next to them was the 11th Company, from the Art and Design Department. They wore the same camouflage uniforms, but their demeanor was completely different.

The air there smelled of perfume. Across the aisle, Lin Feng noticed a girl who was very pretty.

She was standing in the first row of the 11th Company when she felt Lin Feng's gaze. She turned her head and glanced at him. The two stared at each other for two seconds.

The girl blushed, turned her head away, and refused to look at him again.

Lin Feng's lips curled up slightly; he had seen the look in her eyes and knew she was the one he was going to scumbag.

At this moment, the instructor spoke.

The instructor had dark skin, probably from sun exposure, and although he wasn't tall, his voice was loud enough to shake birds down from the trees.

"My name is Sun Jianguo, and I'm your instructor. During military training, whatever I say goes."

He glanced around the group, a sharp glint in his eyes, and continued:

"Raise your hand if you have any questions. Don't speak if you haven't been approved. Don't make me call on anyone; I have a bad memory, but I hold grudges."

Zhang Wei whispered to Lin Feng, "This instructor isn't very tall, but he looks quite intimidating!"

Sun Jianguo's ears are like radar: "The tall guy in the middle of the third row, step forward."

Zhang Wei froze.

"It's you, stop looking."

Zhang Wei walked out, heels together, hands tucked into his trouser seams, standing ramrod straight. Sun Jianguo circled him once:

"What did you just say? Tell me."

Zhang Wei swallowed hard, and gulped, "Reporting, Instructor, I must say you're really handsome and have a strong presence. You'd definitely be a good instructor."

Sun Jianguo looked at him, expressionless.

After a full five seconds, he said, "Get back to the team. Next time, keep your thoughts to yourself and don't let them slip out."

Zhang Wei jogged back to his original spot, his face flushed red.

Li Mo's lips twitched slightly. Lin Feng sensed he was smiling, but the reflection in his glasses made it hard to see.

All morning, we stood at attention. The sun moved from east to south, and the shadows grew shorter.

Sun Jianguo walked around the line with a stopwatch, shouting...

"Head up, chest out, stomach in, legs straight, body slightly leaning forward, weight on the balls of your feet."

Someone swayed, so he walked over and poked the person's shoulder twice with his finger: "Don't move, stand up straight."

The man gritted his teeth and straightened his body.

Zhao Meng from the 13th Company (a company recruited through special sports programs) stood at attention without swaying throughout the entire exercise, and the instructor asked him to step forward as a demonstration soldier.

He stood at the very front of the entire company, head held high, chin slightly raised, his expression as if he were going on stage to receive an award.

Lin Feng stood motionless, breathing evenly.

In his previous life, when he worked in sales at a financial company, he participated in a lot of military training and knew some tricks of the trade.

"Time's up, rest where you are."

Zhang Wei sat down on the ground with his legs stretched out, pounding his thighs with his hands and groaning, "Oh my god."

Lin Feng stood instead of sitting. He first stretched his ankles, then squatted and stood up a few times before unscrewing the mineral water bottle and taking a sip of water.

Then he turned to look at the girl from before.

Zhang Wei followed the gaze and smiled:

"You're quite the ladies' man, aren't you? Three girlfriends already, still not satisfied?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "That's called a man's true nature."

Zhang Wei leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Her name is Shen Yutong. She was voted the class beauty right after the start of the semester."

Lin Feng was taken aback. "You know him?"

Zhang Wei raised an eyebrow: "What kind of idiot do I know? Don't you understand intelligence? We arrived half a month later, shouldn't we have found out everything by now?"

Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder: "Good intelligence."

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