"Alright!" Li Yue frowned and looked at the group of children coldly. "Don't bully your classmates in the future. Only by uniting and loving each other can you achieve success."
She tidied up the things on the podium. "Now, let me introduce this Instructor Yao to you."
Instructor Yao stood up and walked to the podium. He was dressed in an instructor's uniform, and he really had a noble and righteous temperament.
"Hello, everyone. I'm the instructor who will be accompanying you for the next half a month of military training. My surname is Yao."
Everyone quickly greeted him. "Hello, Instructor Yao!"
"Good."
He nodded in satisfaction, but his gaze swept past Ling Jue. He was stroking his chin and looking at him with a faint smile.
"Alright, Instructor Yao will be in charge of everything from now on. Be good and listen to him. I'll go to the meeting first." She gave everyone some instructions, then took the documents and left.
Yao Zhang looked at the students below and opened the register. "Now, find a few boys to go with me to carry your military training clothes."
Hearing this news, everyone was a little scared. After all, they were on the fifth floor, so it was unimaginable for them to carry forty sets of clothes.
"Since no one is volunteering themselves, I'll go by name. Lin Mu, Song Xiao, and Wang Sheng." He looked at the names on the name list and pointed at three people who were ranked last but had no background. Then, the last person was Ling Jue. "Ling Jue."
He closed the name list. "The few of you, come with me."
Lu Yilie looked at Ling Jue with a bit of ridicule. What bad luck. He was targeted by the instructor as soon as he came over. Who asked this kid to be so arrogant?
Ling Jue stood up calmly. She put her hands in her pockets and walked out with her classmates.
Instructor Yao walked in front. He smiled evilly when he saw Ling Jue's indifferent look.
They walked to the parking lot. The people from the other classes were lining up to get their clothes.
Brand new clothes were handed down from the truck one by one. Someone was responsible for recording them.
"Class A 5, 40 sets have been collected. Next class."
"Hello, Class A 8 has 20 people. There are a total of 40 sets."
"Okay."
"..."
The people in the front were leading the line. Ling Jue realized that there were two sets of clothes, pants, and a hat. There were also shoes for military training.
There were seven or eight people from the other classes, but only four from their class came. If they carried all of them, they would not be able to carry all of them.
So, was Instructor Yao trying to pick on her?
He wanted her to carry more than ten sets of clothes by herself? And a box of shoes? Hehe.
A calculation flashed across Ling Jue's eyes. Although she did not know who Instructor Yao was, the way he was picking on her made her laugh. It was too obvious.
"Next class," the person in the truck shouted.
Instructor Yao walked up. "Class A 1, 20 people, 40 sets."
"Okay, come and get them."
The person in the truck handed the clothes over. Lin Mu and the other two took ten sets each.
"The three of you go up first. Send the clothes to the students according to the size. Ling Jue and I will get the shoes and come up immediately."
"Okay."
The three of them nodded and left with the things in their hands.
Ling Jue was about to leave with the ten sets of clothes when Yao Zhang's eyes flashed. He took the shoes that were placed in the big box.
"Ling Jue, wait a minute. You take this too." He ran up quickly and placed the box of shoes in his hands.
Ling Jue quickly took a few steps back. The box and the clothes in her hands fell to the ground.
Clang!
The loud noise attracted the attention of the people who were still waiting in line.
Ling Jue looked at Instructor Yao coldly. "What is the instructor trying to do? Abusing a teenager? Not only do you want me to take so many clothes, you want me to take the big box?"