CHAPTER 126: CHAPTER 72: DON’T BE TOO RIGID ABOUT GENDER [REQUESTING MONTHLY TICKETS]

The words of the instructor from the Engineering Department were so spot-on that the straightforward folks looked at the group of high-intelligence individuals eating, and for a moment, couldn’t find words to speak.

Before they could react, they saw the familiar girl picking up her empty tray and in a few quick steps, handing it back to the chubby chef: "This time, I want more chicken wings."

The chubby chef’s eyes nearly disappeared from laughter.

Not afraid of kids who can eat!

In previous years, these students were picky eaters and always left leftovers, which had been frustrating for those who frequently faced new recruits in the dining hall.

But they are university students, and after being warned before, they didn’t leave too much excess, so demanding more wasn’t really appropriate as they weren’t his own soldiers.

And now, this girl who looked pale and skinny really ate well, how could the chubby chef not be delighted to see her?

With enthusiasm, his large ladle swung, and somehow, most of it was chicken wings. As he placed it on the tray, he also took it upon himself to scoop half a ladle of soup: "Let me pour half a ladle on your rice! It’s super rich, super fragrant!"

Chu River was eager to try: "Really? Then press the rice down a bit more!"

Meanwhile, the instructor from the Mathematics Department had heard about this girl’s impressive feat of maintaining 15 playing cards in an hour without dropping a single one, and at this moment, he wasn’t thinking about possibly becoming her bodyguard in the future, but instead enthusiastically said: "This student, you must have practiced at home before? Pretty good skills, want to learn something else?"

Chu River tightened his grip on the tray, his eyes sparkling: "Really? Then let me deliver some Dongfeng Express! I’ve been dying to try it."

Everyone: "..."

The chubby chef’s hand holding the ladle was a bit unsteady.

The instructor from the Mathematics Department gave an awkward laugh: "Well... let’s stop joking, let’s get serious."

Chu River understood.

What does getting serious mean? It means he can’t try Dongfeng Express.

"Alright then... how about letting me dismantle a second-hand fighter jet—a scrapped one would do."

She mused that doing such things domestically by herself wasn’t easy either, using those means.

Now, the instructor from the Engineering Department had a sullen face.

"What are you thinking about every day? You haven’t even started school, and you’re thinking too far ahead—should’ve known you should’ve signed up for the Rocket Force."

Chu River sighed: "I didn’t have experience back then... thought I could learn everything about engineering physics, didn’t realize there’s engineering physics and nuclear physics here as well..."

Listening to this, the instructors lost their appetite.

The Mathematics Department instructor raised an eyebrow at this moment: "Young lady, quite arrogant, aren’t you?"

He put his tray aside and looked up and down at Chu River: "While I can’t provide you with a Dongfeng Express fighter jet, do you know military boxing? Can you fight?"

This student is too arrogant; her momentum must be curbed, or she’ll be hard to manage.

The instructors exchanged a glance, having already made up their minds—they needed to crush this arrogant student in a professional project and then demonstrate their prowess to everyone—every year, this project must convince the students.

Chu River: "..." I really can’t do military boxing, but she’s quite familiar with the 36 styles of basic Insect Race close combat slayings.

So, she tentatively asked: "How about... we have a sparring match?"

Hehehe, there was a bit of excitement!

As she blurted this out, her whole demeanor became lively, and without further ado, she picked up her tray: "Let me finish my meal first, and you all should eat and get full too." Otherwise, when I get strong, you’d be embarrassed.

The chubby head of the little girl remained immobile on her head, yet her upright silhouette inexplicably brimmed with joy, making all the instructors feel, for some reason, that they were being looked down upon.

But they had no proof.

In the end, they could only stifle their breath and, still with their trays, went off to eat their meals in a huff.

...

In the meantime, the news of Chu River sparring with the instructors quickly spread among all the squads.

Oh wow!

The students, who thrived on watching the drama, were thrilled—they encouraged a fight! Start the fight!

If a fight breaks out, they wouldn’t have to train as spectators!

However, after dinner, the dark-skinned instructors appeared together at the training ground and collectively blew their whistles.

The girls in Chu River’s dorm, while frantically dressing and sprinting, thought with lingering fear—they were so lucky to have a roommate with a Yuanyuan combo meal!

Look at their girls’ dorm, so many had even washed their military training uniforms, and some were in the middle of washing... Now they were in a flurry, jumping back and forth between dressing and undressing, it was quite the miserable sight.

Fortunately, the emergency assembly by the instructors wasn’t for additional night training; it was to spar with Chu River under the witness of classmates—