The smell of cigarettes was slowly spreading.
"You say!"
Lin Baici felt that Instructor Li was quite reasonable. Although he seemed stern, he was quite lenient during military training, giving plenty of rest time.
If a student asked for leave, he was also quite approachable, unlike some instructors who would relentlessly make you stand at attention and march with utmost precision.
It was hard to tell if they were sadistic or just vying for the reward that came with their team placing first—either way, they were merciless.
The freshmen who fell into their hands were simply tormented.
Those instructors had no idea how many times they were cursed behind their backs, but they didn't care. After military training was over, they would just leave; they were together for at most ten days.
"That Zheng Haixuan twisted his ankle during dinner last night!"
Examiner Li smiled helplessly.
"That has nothing to do with me, right?"
