“？”
As Wu Jing’s words fell, the ranks instantly fell silent.
Several pairs of eyes within the crowd swept back and forth between Wu Jing and Lin Jiaxin.
Some furrowed their brows, and a meaningful smirk curled at the corners of some lips.
There were plenty of people who disliked Wu Jing’s personality, but they just didn’t want to go against the mainstream.
Seeing this, the instructor didn’t speak immediately. Instead, he slowly turned his head, looked at Lin Jiaxin, and asked word by word:
“Student, are you sure you want the weighted equipment? Twenty kilograms is definitely no small amount for you guys right now.”
‘Like hell I want it!’
Lin Jiaxin screamed inwardly.
No normal person would want it! Who would complain about having too little homework?
But… to show off in front of the other students, Lin Jiaxin had no choice but to nod with tears in her eyes.
The corner of her mouth was still curled into a deliberately crooked Nike swoosh: “Reporting, Instructor! Yes!”
“…”
Instructor Zheng pondered for a long time and finally nodded slowly.
He thought Lin Jiaxin had just realized her talent was extraordinary compared to her peers and wanted to show off a bit.
After all, the smugness on Lin Jiaxin’s face wasn’t hidden at all.
So he decided to go with the flow and give her a hand.
A cute little girl with such a rare personality—it was indeed uncommon.
After all, military training lasted a whole month.
He wouldn’t say much more.
If she could endure even one day, he’d admit she wasn’t bluffing.
Half a day of weighted training, and he figured she’d be lying on the ground exhausted.
Then this little girl would probably be obedient and stop trying to show off and cause trouble.
“I’ve noted it. I’ll arrange it for you later. Now get back in line; don’t delay the real business.”
As he finished, Instructor Zheng couldn’t help the corners of his mouth lifting.
He could already picture Lin Jiaxin lying on the training ground, sweaty and red-faced, begging for mercy.
Young people need to suffer a bit to learn that the pan is made of iron!
“Okay.”
Lin Jiaxin, in front of everyone, simply walked to her spot with a calm expression.
When her eyes met theirs, there was even a trace of faint pity in her gaze, as if she was looking at a group of mortals who could never understand her level.
“What the hell, still showing off?”
The classmates were dumbfounded. By all logic, shouldn’t she be regretting it, weak in the knees, or hating Wu Jing for speaking up?
She could still keep pretending? Was her mentality really that strong?
“Classmate, maybe you should stop pretending… I think if you back down and apologize to the instructor now, he might not give you the weighted equipment…”
A kind female classmate standing behind Lin Jiaxin looked around, hesitated, and suddenly spoke up in a low voice to persuade her.
Unlike Wu Jing, she was genuinely kind-hearted and couldn’t stand to see those around her get hurt, so she advised softly.
But Lin Jiaxin didn’t even turn her head.
A calm and indifferent voice came back from the front: “Thank you, but it’s normal that you don’t understand me. Our physiques are different; we’re simply not on the same level.”
With that, Lin Jiaxin slowly closed her eyes, holding back the little pearls about to fall from the corners of her eyes. Her movements were perfectly natural, and no one noticed anything unusual.
‘Wuwuwu… so touching. There really is true feeling in this world! Thank you, unknown female classmate! Your flavor speaks for itself—no need for words!’
So there are still good people in this world!
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“….. Hmph.”
But the female classmate didn’t know her inner thoughts.
She was rendered speechless, never expecting that her kind reminder would be answered with mockery.
She lowered her head, bit her lip, was extremely angry, and decided never to meddle again.
Meanwhile, Wu Jing had taken in the entire scene.
He let out an almost inaudible snort, laughing smugly in his heart.
Oh, still pretending? Hah! That’s what you get for screwing me over!
When you can’t hold out anymore, I’ll see how you clean up the mess.
Huh? Why are you looking at me? Uh… a death smile? Tsk, don’t tell me you already hate my guts? Sigh, I didn’t intend to target you, but who told you not to cooperate? Things turned out this way—you can’t blame me!
Wu Jing was just mentally mocking Lin Jiaxin when he saw her suddenly turn her head, shift her gaze to him, and inexplicably smile slightly.
He couldn’t help feeling startled, but still stubbornly grumbled in his heart.
Wu Jing, like everyone else, thought Lin Jiaxin was just trying to show off, and since there was no precedent, she would eventually be rejected, and then she could put on a reluctant expression, both looking cool and not actually getting the weighted gear.
There was absolutely no way she actually wanted to train with twenty kilos…
But if we look at it objectively,
they were actually right!
Because Lin Jiaxin’s real thought was certainly that she didn’t want the weight, but it was also impossible for her not to want it!
Manifested True Qi was essential.
The reason Lin Jiaxin turned to look at Wu Jing and smiled at him wasn’t because she resented him, but rather she wanted to thank him a little.
If not for this guy going with the flow and giving her a hand, who knew how long she’d have to argue with the instructor to get him to agree!
And from the moment they first met, he had been constantly giving her an opening to act on, and unconsciously helped raise the level of her Manifestation.
This kind of good person—she definitely needed to interact with him more!
But… that smile she just gave—should count as successfully gaining some goodwill, right?
Lin Jiaxin fell into thought.
…..
“Zzzzt—”
A sound suddenly came from the distant podium, drawing the attention of all the students.
On the podium, a woman in a black dress was fiddling with the microphone, but no matter what she did, she couldn’t solve the feedback issue.
Behind her were some familiar red tables, and on the tables were equally familiar nameplates, but the names on them were different from what they remembered…
[Dean]—[Executive Vice Dean]—[Cultivation Supervision Director]—[Alchemy & Artifacts Center Director]…
Lin Jiaxin carefully observed the names, finding them novel.
Oh? I’ve never seen these before… So these are the exclusive titles of Lian Da (Southwest Cultivation United University)?
She looked at the nameplates, then at the people behind them, and suddenly sighed. The novelty gradually faded.
Sure enough, still starting with a bald spot and ending with a potbelly.
Except for the [Alchemy & Artifacts Center Director] in the middle, who was a long-haired young man, the other leaders looked no different from those in middle school.
As if they were all produced on an assembly line in a mold factory.
“Zzzzt—zzzzt—ding—”
The woman in the black dress on the podium was still fiddling with the microphone, and the effect was even getting worse—the shrill noise was more piercing than before.
The middle-aged man behind the Dean nameplate couldn’t stand it anymore. He waved his hand to dismiss her, then stood up and spoke slowly:
“Attention, all newly enrolled students! Please quiet down!”
His voice wasn’t loud, but a sense of authority clearly reached every student’s ears, instinctively inspiring awe.
‘Is this… a spell? Or something else?’
Lin Jiaxin’s eyes lit up, suddenly interested.
She had seen sound-enhancing spells before.
Her mom could do it—she had been yelled at plenty as a child, so it wasn’t anything special.
What piqued Lin Jiaxin’s interest was the spell that instinctively induced awe.
This was the first time she had seen a spell that could strike directly at the heart, or whatever it was.
On the podium, the Dean continued to speak slowly and deliberately:
“Um, ah, students, allow me to introduce myself. My surname is Chen, ah, my name is Chen Yinquan. I am, ah, the Dean of our Lian Da Rongcheng Campus…”
Dean Chen dragged out his words. After his self-introduction, the others followed suit one by one.
Each of them spoke at an astonishing speed, not caring whether the students remembered them.
With just a couple of words, they finished and sat down.
As if they were eager to return control of the situation to Dean Chen.
“Ahem—well, regarding the freshman military training… First of all, the first point, ah, is discipline.”
The latter glanced at them with satisfaction, cleared his throat, and then paused after speaking.
After looking around the field and finding everyone quiet, he nodded and continued:
“Speaking of discipline… When I was coming from the office just now, ah, I poured myself a glass of water. Yes, a glass of water.”
“Ah, why did I pour this water? Because I think… ah, before starting a speech, one should moisten their throat. Ah, this is respect for the act of speaking. Your training is the same…”
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