"Joo~ Joo!"
At dusk, the Brigade Department blew the whistle.
"Squad Seven, assemble downstairs with your regulations materials, to the study room for learning!"
"Forward, forward, forward... Our troops march toward the sun!
Treading on Motherland's soil..."
Everyone sang the heroic military anthem as they made their way into the study room of the teaching building.
After everyone sat down, they noticed the TV wasn't on. The two company officials on the stage were seriously discussing something with a sheet of paper in hand, and a stack of papers lay on the table.
It looked like there might be a test.
Everyone hastily began to recite their materials silently.
Fang Huai saw what was going on and also took out his materials, nodding and humming as he read.
"I'm always cramming, sigh, always cramming at the last minute! I'm always..."
Han Yong sat next to Fang Huai, curious.
"This... Is this a song you wrote?"
