CHAPTER 812: CHAPTER 713: DISLOCATED LIVES 11

While running, Wang Xiao angrily said to Wen Shuangshuang, "I always feel that this Meng Jiao is even more annoying than Mo Siqi. At least others handle their own affairs without bothering anyone else. But as for her, she sloppily makes her bed, and when others help her, she doesn’t even say a word, not even a thank you. I’ve never met anyone so annoying before."

Wang Xiao, by nature, is cheerful and generous. Though young, she is mature-minded due to her broad perspective and is well-mannered enough not to easily speak ill of others. When other girls have spare time, they’ll gather to gossip and occasionally say bad things about people they dislike.

These little girls are still at an innocent and inexperienced age, not intentionally mean but simply acting on instinct. Yet Wang Xiao never participates in such things. To make Wang Xiao say she dislikes someone shows how unpopular Meng Jiao’s ways are.

Wen Shuangshuang didn’t mind and patted Wang Xiao on the shoulder to comfort her, "You needn’t be angry. Once she enters society, there will naturally be times when she suffers for it. We don’t need to be upset; it’s just about doing a bit more with household chores and leaving a good impression on the coach, which is all for team spirit and isn’t too tiring."

Wang Xiao let out a long breath, "I understand that logic, but I’ve met so many troublemakers and never encountered anyone who seems unremarkably annoying at first glance, yet the more you interact, the more uncomfortable they make you."

Wen Shuangshuang also found it uncomfortable relating to Meng Jiao, mainly because she was always crying, always looking like she was bullied when with anyone. Wen, with her strong personality, couldn’t get used to such a crybaby girl.

Today, since they carried backpacks, adding weight, the coach only let them run ten laps. Since being punished with laps and meals at the small window on the first day, no child has been late for morning assembly, showing how effective using food as punishment is.

Originally, running eleven laps was already manageable, but with the backpack, Wen Shuangshuang started to lag in endurance again. When they got to the last half lap, it was again Wang Xiao who dragged her along, making Wen Shuangshuang look at her with envy for her impressive stamina.

Fortunately, Wen Shuangshuang wasn’t the only one struggling; several other girls and even some boys were being helped by their roommates as they ran.

Seeing this, Wen Shuangshuang envied Wang Xiao’s strength even more—while others needed two to help one, Wang Xiao could manage dragging her alone. What a feat.

After finishing the laps, they could only walk slowly and then stand at attention. This standing time was short, essentially to allow time to recuperate after running before eating, as eating right after exercise isn’t good for the body.

Breakfast was still sumptuous, with buns, pastries, Chinese and Western options. After breakfast, it was swimming training. After floating in the water for two consecutive days, today the coach started teaching everyone how to paddle. Before starting, all the coaches got into the swimming pool, patrolling back and forth, responsible for ensuring student safety.

Afterwards, one student would stand in the water watching another attempt to swim. The observer’s main role was ensuring the swimmer’s safety. If something happened, they didn’t need to rescue, just call the coach promptly. After half an hour of this, they would switch roles.

This time, students only learned swimming for one morning. After lunch and a nap, everyone gathered by the coach for a run along the seaside scenic path in the afternoon. The path was long, with tall tropical trees on both sides, shaded from the sun, and with a breeze blowing, it wasn’t very hot.

The running time seemed long, so coaches didn’t run fast. Seeing the students exhausted, they took short breaks. Though still tiring, it wasn’t the kind that made one’s chest feel like it would explode from gasping. Such running focused more on endurance training.

When the sun was about to set over the sea, the coaches lined the students up along the seaside, standing in rank while listening to stories from the coaches about their military experiences, which were generally very passionate and rousing.

After hearing the stories, everyone sang the national anthem together. Thousands of students gathered, standing straight in neat rows, singing loudly. The feeling was truly stirring.

No need to care about others’ gazes, no need to suppress their voices, everyone sang the familiar melody with full force. At this moment, Wen Shuangshuang genuinely felt the military’s passionate and grand emotions, "To protect our country, I wouldn’t mind dying. I shield my compatriots with my blood."

The clear youthful voices united, singing uplifting and inspiring songs by the seaside, with the sound of waves, loudly declaring, "We are the new generation of the country. I swear to be the best I can be, to protect our nation, to contribute our strength, to achieve our country’s greatness!"

Although the sun set over the sea, the boys and girls by the coast were like the rising morning sun, with their ignited passion gradually rising, illuminating every young face, their hearts stirred with boiling blood, signaling the beginning of their glorious future.

This quiet baptism took place, and when everyone returned to the summer camp, any previous resistance had vanished. The passion of the boys and girls was silently inspired by the coaches. Although their bodies might still be weak, their hearts had become stronger.

Even Wen Shuangshuang, after what just happened, became excited. Wang Xiao, who had always wanted to join the army, was even more thrilled and declared to Wen Shuangshuang that she’s determined to enlist, and no one can oppose her this time.

At night, while the two were massaging each other, Mo Siqi came over. But she seemed a bit awkward, taking a long time to articulate her purpose: she wanted to learn how to fold the quilt from Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao.

Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao exchanged a glance, both surprised by Mo Siqi’s change in attitude and a bit happy. Since they’re in the same dormitory, working together would naturally be best. The two immediately unfolded the quilt and earnestly taught Mo Siqi how to fold it into neat squares.

Mo Siqi was very serious in learning this time. Wen Shuangshuang, not wanting to favor one over the other, also said to Meng Jiao, who was sitting on the side, "Meng Jiao, would you like to come and learn how to fold the quilt?"

Meng Jiao slowly lifted her head for a glance at Mo Siqi, who was learning to fold the quilt, muttered something after a while, then lowered her head to daydream. Being a bit far, Wang Xiao and Mo Siqi didn’t hear what Meng Jiao said and paid no attention to it, continuing with their teaching and learning.

Wang Xiao, who already disliked Meng Jiao, didn’t care. Although Mo Siqi now appeared docile, her nature was not one to care about others. Wen Shuangshuang, who understood some lip-reading, although she didn’t hear Meng Jiao, saw her lip movements; Meng Jiao had muttered, "Fake goodwill!"