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Tang Yuran stood still for a long while before she finally snapped back to reality.
This guy, obviously not from her class, had still run over to her class. Could it be, just to catch a glimpse of her?
But before she could think any further, the male classmates started carrying over pile after pile of camouflage uniforms.
Sitting at her desk, Tang Yuran watched the lectern overflowing with camouflage uniforms and suddenly felt a bad premonition washing over her.
As expected, Teacher Zhao stood in front of the lectern, beaming at the students in the classroom, "Our school's fine tradition is that all newcomers in the first year of high school must participate in military training, which will not last long, just about a week. I hope that our class can strive to overcome this, and successfully complete the training. As for the seating, we'll arrange that after we return to class following the military training."
