After eating, the four of them headed back to get their military training uniforms, the place still crowded, so they had to queue up obediently.
About half an hour later, it was finally their turn. They reported their sizes and received their uniforms from the distributing upperclassmen.
"If they're not a good fit, you can come back and exchange them," the senior reminded them with a smile.
Once back at the dorm, they couldn't wait to try on their uniforms. Everyone's fit quite well except for Shen Zhaozhao, who found her trousers a bit too long.
Carrying her trousers, Shen Zhaozhao went back to exchange them and saw Sheng Chuyi far behind in the queue.
Shen Zhaozhao quietly approached and covered his eyes from behind, "Guess who I am?"
The familiar, playful voice was ticklish to the ear.
Sheng Chuyi's lips curled slightly, and he took her hands from his eyes, "Shen Zhaozhao, stop it," he said, pulling her in front of him.
