Zou Wenqing readily agreed, "Sure, I was just thinking it’s boring to talk alone. It would be best if we could collaborate."
Yiyi then looked at Qiao Shan, "I’ve also learned classical dance, but I’m not very good at modern dance. However, if you want to make it a bit more explosive, how about we learn so jazz?"
Upon hearing about jazz dance, Qiao Shan’s eyes imdiately lit up, "Oh my gosh, I’ve wanted to learn that for such a long ti. Where should we go to learn it?"
"We should be able to find videos online, let’s search now, and if we find any, let’s start practicing right away. From now on, no more resting at noon. Wenqing, since your na and Wen Ya sound quite similar, why don’t you two decide what kind of comic dialogue the to go for?"
Although Yu Wenya was a bit stage shy, she was rather reliable when it ca to important matters. After all, getting into Tsinghua University ans one isn’t just a bookworm. Even if one is a bookworm, they’re not the kind who only buries their head in books. Once they get the hang of it, their well-prepared abilities are certainly not inferior to those with high emotional intelligence.
At present, Cai Yilin, Zhou Jielun, and Sun Yanzi’s songs were trendy, and after considering various options, Qiao Shan and Yiyi chose Cai Yilin’s "Say Love You." They first watched her MTV, then found so jazz dance clips online, and both of them started brainstorming adaptations. Since both had dance training, many moves were easy to pick up, but fully linking them together would take several days.
In the afternoon, theory classes were divided by departnts, and each departnt was arranged to sit in a large lecture hall, with military instructors specifically coming to give lectures.
By 2003, advanced lecture equipnt like projectors were already available, and they were connected to the internet. This allowed them to gain a more comprehensive understanding of the military and learn relevant professional knowledge.
When Yiyi arrived, Zhou Mo had already saved four seats using books next to his, sitting in the middle, with his roommate on the other side. When Yiyi and her friends arrived, they imdiately saw Zhou Mo sitting in the front row.
"How co you ca so early?"
The girls quietly sat down, greeting Zhou Mo’s roommate and their male classmate in a soft voice, and then gently bumped heads with Zhou Mo.
"It’s you guys who are too late."
In a lecture hall, you have to arrive early, otherwise, you end up sitting in the back, and the back is obviously not as efficient as the front.
During military training, bicycles were prohibited, so Yiyi could only sheepishly laugh as she wasn’t yet accustod to timing her travel without one.
The afternoon included two theory classes. Of course, these classes would eventually require an examination, and the military training evaluation was an important reference value for the end-term exams, not to be taken lightly.
In comparison to the purely physical labor in the morning, Yiyi felt ntally drained by the afternoon, especially during the theory classes. Her head kept drooping towards the desk like a pecking chicken, and it wasn’t just her—her three roommates suffered similarly, Zhou Mo extending his hand several tis to pull her up.
"If I had known, I would have sat at the back. I’m so sleepy. Aren’t you tired at all?"
"Didn’t you sleep this noon?"
Of course, she didn’t. She’d spent the entire afternoon watching videos, her eyes dry and mind blank. She couldn’t rember a thing the teacher talked about.
There was a twenty-minute break in the middle, and Yiyi couldn’t hold on any longer, laying her head directly on the desk, "Call when it’s ti."
No sooner had she laid down than she suddenly sat up, "No, I have to go to the restroom." If she didn’t change now, her pants would be soaked—damn nstruation.
Her roommates were also dozing off nearby. Yiyi, sitting inside, felt it awkward to disturb them, so she looked to the other side only to see a row of boys in camouflage uniforms. Feeling she didn’t have the courage to walk past them, she simply woke her roommates up.
"Excuse , I need to go to the restroom. Do you need to go?"
"Ah, yes, I should. I’m so sleepy, maybe washing my face will help. Let’s go together."
True to a top student’s nature, she remained disciplined, knowing napping was wrong, so she decided to wake herself up in the restroom.
Their classes ended at 5:30 PM, and they were to gather at Zijing Playground by 7:00 PM. This gave them an hour and a half for dinner and rest.
Yiyi couldn’t stand the fatigue. After dinner, she sneaked into an unoccupied public restroom, where one outside hour equaled over two hours of sleep in that space. Ti was set, and she’d just leave when it was done.
Yiyi, who usually had plenty of sleep, felt utterly listless when sleep-deprived. Over two hours of supplentary sleep revived her completely.
After changing her sanitary pad and freshening up in the public restroom corridor, she and her roommates wore their hats and headed to the gathering point.
In the evening, besides reviewing the day’s training techniques, they practiced marching around the playground, feeling as if their legs weren’t theirs by the end of the day—their muscle mory sharply pulling them back to middle and high school physical exams stages.
During military training, they ardently hoped for rain, but, unfortunately, it stayed dry for a continuous week. Even when it did rain, it was either a downpour or would rain during the day when it was sunny and then at night, never when they actually wanted it to.
There were no rest days in military training. Their days were filled with training from morning till evening.
Not even waiting a month, a week was enough to show a stark contrast in their skin tones, especially for those wearing glasses—a visible difference between shaded and exposed skin, giving off a humorous panda-like effect, oh, how bitterly ironic!
But there were sweet monts too, like when Instructor Deng teasingly offered them ice cream asking, "Dare to eat?" Zhou Mo, a straightforward boy, actually bit down without hesitation. Instructor Deng didn’t expect to be defeated so quickly. Looking at the remaining half of the ice cream, he was a bit grumpy but still pressured, moved to ask Hua Yang who also didn’t hold back, swallowing the rest of the ice cream in one go.
Unable to contain themselves, the whole class burst into laughter, while the instructor wasn’t a pushover and imdiately ordered the two to do push-ups.
Surprisingly, both possessed good stamina and completed twenty push-ups as if it were nothing. So, the instructor called Yiyi and Qiao Shan over, instructing them to sit on their backs. If the boys could complete ten more push-ups, they’d pass.
Yiyi sat on Zhou Mo’s back without even looking, while Qiao Shan, initially hesitant, followed suit seeing Yiyi’s boldness.
Well, you can imagine the added weight. Zhou Mo groaned while doing the push-ups, "Yiyi, you really need to lose so weight!"
Yiyi huffed, "It serves you right for being greedy. If you hadn’t, that bite could have been mine!"
Their classmates couldn’t help but chuckle, "Yiyi, look at you cutting corners!"
After finishing the ten push-ups, Zhou Mo and Hua Yang were nearly drained, but the instant cooling sensation from the ice cream brought them temporary relief. "Worth it!"
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