"Learn from me. The next time you encounter a picket officer, if your military appearance is satisfactory, you don't need to worry. But if you feel something's amiss with your appearance, make a swift exit, understand?"
Inside the dormitory, Qiao Xuan addressed the two Class Eight recruits with a solemn expression.
Peng Yuhang and Zhang Wen, who had just returned from sentry duty, nodded vigorously.
Peng Yuhang even turned to Wang Ye with a grin and asked, "Wang Ye, you're really impressive. By the way, what did the picket officer say when he called you? Did he really ask you to stay?"
"Yes! He called out to me from behind," Wang Ye replied with a smile.
