She called her BFF Su Xiaomo right away.
Su Xiaomo had stayed up until three in the morning the night before to meet a deadline for her drawing and was catching up on sleep at the moment. Hearing An Xiaxia's surprised cry, she explained to her with a yawn, "This is a Qixia tradition. Didn't you realize all the other high schools have their military training before the term starts? Qixia moved theirs to October, saying that they're afraid of giving the students heat strokes in the hot weather or something…"
An Xiaxia felt like crying a river. "I thought I escaped the military training…"
"You innocent Dummy Xia…" was Su Xiaomo's teasing remark. "I'm out! Back to bed!"
An Xiaxia informed the others of the sad news over lunch.
Papa An chuckled amiably. "That's nice. You should get some exercise."
An Yibei sneered. "Exercise? Her? I don't think she's fit for a quick march, let alone the goose step and running."
