“You mean… you still want to continue weight training?”
The next day on the sports field, facing Lin Jiaxin’s request, Zheng Jiaoguan’s face was full of headaches.
“Yes, sir. Yesterday’s incident was purely accidental… As you can see, I’ve fully recovered now, and the hospital checked me—no hidden injuries whatsoever.”
Lin Jiaxin stood tall, her tone calm. “So I believe I still have the strength to increase the load.”
Although she didn’t say anything explosive this time, her contemptuous attitude had already sunk deep into everyone’s hearts on the field.
Some were even vaguely looking forward to what godlike move she would pull next!
“But this has nothing to do with your health… How should I put it…”
Zheng Jiaoguan looked like he wanted to say something but held back.
Last night, because of Lin Jiaxin’s incident, the Chief Instructor had called him in for a reprimand and forced him to do frog jumps for half the night.
It wasn’t that the school couldn’t accept students getting injured during training.
But this was only the beginning—thousands of freshmen from other companies and classes were fine.
Yet here, a student from his squad got injured and hospitalized, and not even from an accident during normal training.
Even if nothing irreversible had happened in the end.
Being singled out for criticism by the higher-ups was a sure thing.
The students at Lian University were the nation’s most precious Immortal Seedlings—they were highly valued everywhere.
So Zheng Jiaoguan didn’t dare to borrow any more weight training equipment, afraid that Lin Jiaxin might actually damage her foundation.
He even had to spend extra effort keeping an eye on Lin Jiaxin, making sure she didn’t secretly do something behind his back.
“Well… listen to your instructor. Just train with everyone else for now, okay? Build some camaraderie with your classmates.”
To maintain his authority as an instructor, Zheng Jiaoguan couldn’t say it outright and could only make up an excuse.
“Why?”
Lin Jiaxin didn’t understand. She turned her head to look at the others, a hint of disgust on her face. “Their training volume is too low—they can’t keep up with my pace at all!”
“Huh?”
“Come on, how can she say that with a straight face?”
“Who passed out from hitting the pole yesterday? I don’t remember. Does anyone remember?”
The others were laughing in disbelief.
If you had run the full twenty kilometers with the weights yesterday, then fine—everyone would admit you were really something.
But you didn’t even make it ten kilometers before losing consciousness and crashing into the pole!
And after all that, you’re still talking tough and acting all high and mighty?
Lin Jiaxin ignored the sarcasm behind her.
Seeing the instructor’s troubled expression, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly. She had more or less guessed what was going on.
Zheng Jiaoguan was clearly in a difficult position now.
He must have been disciplined by some invisible hand.
But she was also a little afraid of overdoing it—if she pushed too hard, he might actually go against the ban and get her more weight gear.
So Lin Jiaxin deliberately put on a slightly regretful look, shrugged helplessly, and said:
“But since the instructor says so… I’ll reluctantly follow your orders and train with these kids…”
“Ah, what a shame—I wore my carbon plate shoes today just for this… but who am I to be so magnanimous?”
After speaking, Lin Jiaxin gently shook her head, as if even she was moved by her own words.
“Wait… what do you mean ‘reluctantly’?”
“Huh? Training with us is too hard for you?”
“You really know how to put on an act!”
The crowd was truly triggered this time.
What are you hesitating for, Instructor?
Why can’t you just give her what she wants? Just let her hit the pole a few more times, and she’ll learn!
It was like in a game—someone gets carried by four teammates all the way to 0/21, still wins, and then types in all chat before the game ends:
[Carried a bit, looking for a mount!]
Same kind of toxic mentality!
If seeing that message doesn’t make you rage, you might as well go sit on Leshan Giant Buddha and take shifts with the Buddha himself!
‘Wait… is she mentally unstable or something?’
Zheng Jiaoguan’s face turned green.
He had even gone back and flipped through Lin Jiaxin’s student file last night.
The records only said she was excellent in character and academics, kind to others, and had a gentle personality—nothing about any mental issues.
Was this some kind of mistake by the doctor? Or a data entry error?
You call this ‘kind to others’ and ‘gentle personality’?
Even the storage pouches in the army couldn’t hold as much as she could!
…
[Ha! Thanks, invisible hand!]
Lin Jiaxin was inwardly ecstatic.
Not only did she not have to carry weights anymore, but she had also successfully pulled off another act!
Manifestation True Qi was being replenished beautifully—how satisfying!
“Huh? That’s not right?”
Why wasn’t she challenging the instructor’s authority and making strong demands?
Sis, you’ve changed! You’ve gone soft!
The few people who had been vaguely looking forward to Lin Jiaxin’s performance now had scorn in their eyes.
After all that fuss, you chickened out in the end?
By now, it was hard for anyone not to see that Lin Jiaxin was just taking the opportunity to back down gracefully.
The students present had basically figured out what kind of person Lin Jiaxin was.
To put it simply:
Damn it—aside from that barely passable cute face, no skill, only attitude, all show and no go!
…
When they got on the track, even the people around Lin Jiaxin moved away a little, not wanting to be too close to her.
As if they might catch something bad.
“Ha ha, I didn’t wear carbon plates yesterday, which kind of held back my true potential…”
“Today I’m wearing them, so I hope you guys don’t fall too far behind me… but don’t worry, I’ll try to wait for you all!”
Lin Jiaxin acted as if she hadn’t noticed the isolation. She talked to herself—or maybe to someone—laughing.
Her two feet clad in brand-new running shoes even scratched the ground restlessly.
The rubber soles rubbed against the track, making an ear-grinding screech.
As if her poor performance yesterday really was just because of the shoes.
As for the twenty-kilo weight gear from yesterday…
Lin Jiaxin acted like she had never worn it at all, never mentioning it.
“What the hell is that noise?”
Wu Jing, who was nearby, instinctively turned his head to find the source of the sound.
But then… he accidentally made eye contact with Lin Jiaxin!
“Ha ha, you like carbon plate running shoes too? These are the Adidas Nike Alphafly 3… I bought them last month. They’re pretty comfortable. I’ve always run in this brand before.”
Lin Jiaxin, as if she had found a kindred spirit, lifted her left foot 180 degrees and showed it off to Wu Jing.
Then she kept hopping and jogging in place, like a professional athlete warming up for a race.
Wu Jing: …
Really? Who the hell asked you what brand your shoes were?
I was just turning my head to see what that screeching noise was!
Wu Jing gritted his teeth, trying hard to suppress the anger rising in his chest. He completely ignored Lin Jiaxin.
He absolutely could not give her any room to make a scene—otherwise, it would be endless showing off and using them to boost herself at their expense.
He had fully realized that by now!
‘Sigh… what does this good person mean? Why isn’t he paying attention to me or cooperating anymore?’
Lin Jiaxin felt the faint surge of Manifestation True Qi in her dantian and felt a little puzzled.
It was one thing for the others to ignore her.
But why was Wu Jing, who used to always cooperate with her, ignoring her too?
This momentum was off…
Was it that her act wasn’t strong enough lately?