Chapter Thirty-Four: The Black-Hearted Instructor

  At around two thirty in the afternoon, Zhao Yang arrived at the assembly point for military training on the H University playground. When Zhao Yang arrived, many classmates from the Business Administration major were already sitting in twos and threes under the trees on the grassy area nearby.

  "Zhao Yang, you're here!"

  Zhao Yang had just arrived at the gathering point when Mu Qinglan, who was sitting on the grass under a tree, immediately ran over with a delighted expression.

  At this moment, Mu Qinglan, who had also changed into her military uniform, looked very heroic. Perhaps due to the heat, her small face was flushed, looking like a ripe apple that made people want to take a bite. Her nose tip was slightly beaded with fine sweat.

  "Qing Lan, when did you arrive? You've been waiting here so early?" Zhao Yang said casually.

  "I just got here a little while ago." Mu Qinglan said softly, then pulled Zhao Yang's hand and said: "Come on, Zhao Yang, let's go sit in that shaded area over there. We still have five or six minutes until 2:30!"

  "Uh, okay." Zhao Yang responded with a sound, allowing Mu Qinglan to pull his hand and walk to the side of the tree shade, then sat down on the grass with Mu Qinglan.

  Sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with Zhao Yang, Mu Qinglan looked very happy, chatting and laughing non-stop about all sorts of topics.

  On the other side, Qian Hao, who had originally wanted to come over and say hello after seeing Zhao Yang, also wisely gave up on the idea of being a light bulb and instead used his elbow to prop himself up in a half-reclining position on the grass, watching from afar as Zhao Yang and Mu Qinglan interacted, unable to help but let out a mischievous "heh heh" laugh.

  "Zhao Yang, this kid is really something! He's already gotten close to our department's number one beauty in such a short time! Amazing, amazing. I have no choice but to admire him!"

  Qian Hao smiled twice, and then his eyes began to wander around again. Of course, the objects of his gaze were naturally some pretty good-looking girls. Looking at him like that, he should be selecting targets for himself...

  Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded on the playground, and then a group of instructors wearing field uniforms quickly appeared on the playground, each walking towards their own professional gathering point.

  "Assembly!"

  Wei Wu rushed to the gathering point of the 'Business Administration' major students and immediately shouted loudly, his dark face still stern.

  When they heard Wei Wu's order, the students majoring in Business Administration around them got up from the grass under the tree shade one after another, looked at the scorching sun and walked to the playground with some languor.

  As soon as he saw the students' slow movements, Wei Wu couldn't help but let out a cold hum and immediately shouted loudly: "Everyone must gather within 10 seconds! Those who have not returned to their posts after 10 seconds will be punished with half an hour of standing at attention!"

  "Wow!"

  As soon as Wei Wu's words were heard, everyone immediately tensed up, and the originally slow and listless movements suddenly became nimble. Nearly a hundred people rushed to the assembly point in an instant, quickly forming their ranks.

  "Alright, ten seconds are up! All of you who haven't fallen in yet, get to the front now!" Wei Wu's timing was very accurate, not a single half second was delayed, and as soon as the ten seconds were up, he immediately called out to those who hadn't fallen in yet.

  Although some people wanted to muddy the waters and mix into the queue, Wei Wu's eyes were not ordinary sharp, and those who thought they could bluff their way in were all dragged out one by one.

  "Alright you lot! Double-time punishment stance! I want to see a military stance held for one hour. Nobody moves until the hour is up!"

  Wei Wu looked coldly at those people he had pulled out of the ranks, not caring that several of them were girls, and proceeded to punish them in a cold and hard manner.

  Seeing Wei Wu's iron-faced and ruthless appearance, everyone in their hearts couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The entire procession was silent, with no one daring to make even the slightest movement or sound, fearing being caught and punished like those people before them.

  For these students who were used to being lazy, Wei Wu's strictness and coldness made them a little afraid, but deep down they were more dissatisfied with the rebellious psychology, it's just that no one dared to show it, so they could only curse in their hearts.

  Those who were caught and forced to stand at attention in front of everyone almost had the thought of crying, especially those girls felt very wronged.

  An hour of standing at attention, let alone for those who have not undergone training, even for some new recruits who have just enlisted, it is a kind of torture to stand still in military posture for an hour.

  Zhao Yang, standing in the team, also shook his head at Wei Wu's approach.

  Although the strict military training is beneficial to these student soldiers, it can truly play a tempering role. However, everything must have a limit. Given the general physical condition of the students, they obviously cannot withstand standing at attention for half an hour or even an hour. This Wei Wu is clearly biased in his training methods.

  Judging from the current situation, it's likely that the next half month won't be easy to get through.

  Zhao Yang glanced around at his classmates. For himself, he didn't care, but for others, there weren't many with good physical fitness.

  Looking at the students in front of him, each with a worried look on their faces, Wei Wu was clearly somewhat pleased. From the moment he received the task to come to school and train these students, he had been very unhappy.

  How could he, Wei Wu, who is undoubtedly the best in military skills in the company, be assigned to train these spoiled student soldiers? It's simply a waste of great talent.

  So from the start he was emotional and decided to give these spoiled student soldiers a good hard drill.

  After an afternoon of military training, almost all the students in the "Business Administration" major were so tired that they were like dead dogs and nearly fainted. Everyone's clothes had been soaked with sweat countless times, and even a layer of salt could be scraped off their faces.

  When the whistle sounded to signal the end of military training, Wei Wu announced the dismissal, and everyone seemed to be relieved, walking directly to the grass under the nearby trees and falling down, relaxing their sore muscles all over.

  These students are not in good physical condition and rarely exercise. Now, with the military training encountering such a ruthless instructor like Wei Wu, it's already a blessing if no one faints on the first day.

  An afternoon of military training had thoroughly made these students realize just how 'black' the heart of the 'Black-Faced God' was. One by one, they sat or lay on the grass, resting and secretly cursing Wei Wu in their hearts. If a person's gaze could kill, Wei Wu would have been pierced to death by ten thousand arrows long ago!

  "Qing Lan, how are you feeling?" After the military training ended, Zhao Yang walked over and asked with concern when he saw Mu Qinglan was exhausted.

  Mu Qinglan shook her head slightly and forced a smile at Zhao Yang, saying: "I'm fine. Don't worry, I just need to rest for a bit."

  Zhao Yang looked at Mu Qinglan's tired appearance and couldn't help but shake his head, saying: "Alright, lie down, I'll give you a massage. Otherwise, if you're like this tomorrow, who knows how exhausted you'll be during military training."

  When Mu Qinglan heard that Zhao Yang was going to give her a massage, a faint blush appeared on her pretty face. After all, massages inevitably involve physical contact.

  Although shy, Mu Qinglan did not refuse Zhao Yang's kindness, and without saying whether Zhao Yang would actually give her a massage or not, the thought alone was enough to make Mu Qinglan feel sweet inside.

  "En. Zhao Yang, then I'll trouble you. After you help me press it, I'll also help you press one." Mu Qinglan said softly with a slightly red face.

  Zhao Yang smiled and said, "Alright, lie down first."