Zhi Ying felt embarrassed in her heart and apologized to the classmate who had been asked to correct her, "Classmate, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Her eyes looked strange and apologetic.
This was the first time Jiang Wei saw someone unable to recognize him despite seeing him numerous times. He didn't think Zhi Ying did it on purpose.
It seemed she had become foolish from reading too many books.
"Let's start." Jiang Wei dropped a sentence and stood beside her.
As soon as he made a sound, Zhi Ying could tell who he was. His military training uniform required a cap, and his hair was all tucked into it. That was why she didn't recognize that he was Jiang Wei.
"Oh." Zhi Ying immediately raised her chest and head, shouted commands, and walked up with Jiang Wei.
Zhi Ying was a good student—literally. Not only did she have good grades, but she also listened to the teachers' and instructors' words.
Unfortunately, she left the impression of being a thorn.
Perhaps it was because she didn't look as delicate and frail as southern girls. With a crew cut, she gave off a heroic vibe.
It felt like she was not someone to be trifled with.
The two walked less than 50 meters together, and Zhi Ying began to march like that again. Jiang Wei stopped, frowned, and said, "You're counting the beats, so why are you still doing it wrong?"
Zhi Ying's beats were sonorous and powerful, with a clear rhythm, so even the person issuing commands next to her couldn't drown out her voice.
"I..." Zhi Ying was embarrassed. "I don't know."
Facts have proved that her marching style was one of the most intractable problems in the world.
Zhi Ying walked for less than a minute and then naturally started her own strange pace again.
As a result, they frequently had to stop. Jiang Wei stopped walking with her and stood in front of her, watching her.
"Wrong, change hands." Jiang Wei instructed Zhi Ying while stepping back.
His originally indifferent face became even colder, with his good-looking eyebrows tightly twisted.
After practicing for a while, Jiang Wei tried walking alongside Zhi Ying again.
Zhi Ying knew that she was causing trouble for others, so she forced herself to at least not be so quick with her hands and feet.
Originally, the two of them were separated by half a meter, but after every two steps, Zhi Ying got closer to Jiang Wei and hit his hand.
Without talking about whether it hurt or not, if Jiang Wei didn't think in his heart that Zhi Ying had become foolish after reading too many books, he would have long thought that she was one of those girls who deliberately attracted his attention in the past.
Jiang Wei sighed deeply and stopped. He went to tell the instructor that he felt powerless and couldn't understand the world of this unique marching. He couldn't help.
"Return to the team first." The instructor came back after a round of training and did not give Jiang Wei a hard time.
Standing under the scorching sun, Zhi Ying quietly saw the "orphans" picked out by each team in the drill ground, and felt a kind of family love in her heart.
They were all children chosen by God.
"What are you looking at?" The instructor shouted at Zhi Ying with a dark face, "If you don't practice it properly, don't even think about returning to the team."
The instructor seemed on the verge of exploding. All the normal students who were taken out of the team on the drill ground would cringe and have red faces. They would feel embarrassed.
Only she, Zhi Ying, remained arrogant from beginning to end. She didn't have the slightest sense of being wrong.
"...At least two minutes," the instructor said blankly, "Just walk past the rostrum."
"Oh." Zhi Ying nodded seriously, indicating she was listening.
As for whether she could do it or not, she couldn't control it.
…
After the dismissal in the afternoon, Jiang Wei did not go back to the apartment directly but walked to the principal's office with the document bag.
Although the procedures for transferring from the capital were simpler than in other places, the necessary student documents still had to be processed.
Originally, he didn't need to come for military training. His mother always thought he needed more recuperation and didn't need to participate in such meaningless activities.
His father and mother had only agreed for him to come over after a dispute.
Jiang Wei didn't care much, though. But it was his first time away from his parents' control, which brought him a sigh of relief.
"Student Jiang Wei, you can let me know if you have any questions in the future." The principal's round face was very kind and looked satisfied.
How could he be dissatisfied? This year, the provincial champion came to No. 1 High School, and it was a provincial champion who hadn't gotten second in any exam.
Then a student with fairly good grades transferred from the capital. He gained a good student without having to do anything, and the principal valued Jiang Wei very much.
"Principal?" Zhi Ying stood at the door and knocked on the door.
"Hello, Zhi Ying, come here," the principal beckoned for her to come in.
Zhi Ying walked in slowly.
"What's wrong?" the principal asked kindly.
"Well... can you do the normal power-off procedure for my dormitory?" When Zhi Ying said it, her heart ached.
"Why is this?" For a moment, the principal was taken aback. The dormitories for single students were separate from the other students' dormitories.
Zhi Ying euphemistically said, "My parents strongly demanded that we follow the normal power-off procedure, saying that nothing special could be done."
In fact, after her parents learned about the school's policy, they were furious and asked Zhi Ying to go home and live with them. She had to persuade them for a long time for her to be able to stay on campus.
"You can live on campus, but you can't have electricity 24 hours a day. You can't do your homework until midnight, and you can't get up in the early morning to solve questions." Her father gave a strict order on the other end of the phone, "Or else you will return back home!"
"Is this okay? Your dormitory has a separate power line. I'll ask later if there are any available dormitories. You can move there." The principal agreed.
Some parents had a stronger desire to control their children, especially those like Zhi Ying who excelled in school.
When they went to talk to the Zhi family, her parents happened to not be home, so they discussed it with Zhi Ying directly.
"Thank you, principal." The last glimmer of light hidden in Zhi's eyes dimmed.
She... wouldn't be able to solve problems until midnight in the future.
For her, living on campus had already lost its meaning.
"By the way, this is Jiang Wei. Get to know each other." The principal pointed at Jiang Wei next to him and smiled, "After the second semester of high school, if you both choose the same major, you may be in the same class."
Zhi Ying and Jiang Wei looked at each other and greeted each other politely.