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When he returned to the dormitory after lunch, a whistle sounded downstairs. It was time for lunch break.

"Aiyo, I've been busy all morning. I can finally sleep.”

He Dong sat on the stool and was about to put on his slippers and go to bed.

The rest of them took off their shoes to rest.

At this moment, the class monitor who was sitting on his stool suddenly shouted,""Have you folded the blanket? How can you sleep if you don't fold it properly?!”

Everyone looked at the class monitor's serious expression and immediately became listless.

"Cancel today's lunch break. Go fold your blankets. After lunch break, I'll check. If anyone hasn't folded properly, go run laps!”

"Ah?"

These recruits were instantly frightened and trembled.

His legs were still sore from the three-kilometer run this morning.

Especially He Dong, Yu Jun, and He Xue. They had run ten laps yesterday and three kilometers this morning. Now, they felt that their legs were no longer theirs.

If he was punished to run laps again, he felt like he would die on the way.

At the thought of this, everyone's sleepiness was instantly swept away. They hurriedly spread the blanket and continued to press down.

Zhen Dong didn't dare to be negligent. He spread out the blanket and pressed it down bit by bit.

Although the blanket was not as fluffy as before after being pressed for the whole morning, it still could not be folded into a perfect tofu block.

The class monitor looked at their panicked expressions and a smile appeared in his eyes. He took off his shoes and lay on the bed. He placed his hands on his head and fell asleep.

Without the supervision of the class monitor, everyone did not dare to be negligent and still tried their best to press the blanket down.

Listening to the class monitor's soft voice, time passed bit by bit, and everyone's hand speed became faster and faster.

In the blink of an eye, lunch break ended.

The class monitor almost followed the whistle downstairs. He put on his shoes and said,"Fold your blankets properly. Let me see the results of your lunch break.”

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly folded the blanket that they had been lying on for the entire afternoon.

In the morning, they had learned how to fold the quilt from Zhen Dong. However, because the quilt was too fluffy, they could not fold it well.

Soon, the blankets were folded and placed at the end of their beds. Everyone stood by the window, waiting for the class monitor to inspect them.

The class monitor, who had put on his shoes, nodded and walked over step by step, carefully looking at their results.

Zhen Dong's quilt was not bad because it was still fluffy and was still a little short of being a perfect piece of tofu.

However, he had already mastered the technique. As long as he was given time to flatten the blanket, he would definitely be able to fold a good piece of tofu.

The class monitor looked at his blanket and nodded in satisfaction." If the full score is 100 points, you can barely give 80 points.”

Hearing the class monitor's words, he heaved a sigh of relief and grinned.

"Thank you, class monitor!"

The class monitor nodded and continued to walk forward.

Everyone stood quietly by the bed and looked at the class monitor walking over. They were so nervous that they kept swallowing their saliva.

The rest of the people's blankets were a little different from Zhen Dong's.

Not only were their blankets fluffy, but their folding techniques were also unfamiliar.

Although the folded blanket could have the shape of a cube, it was still far from the beautiful tofu block with edges and corners.

"I can only give you 60 points at most.”

After the class monitor finished inspecting all the blankets, he stood in the middle of the dormitory.

Everyone looked at the class monitor's expression and looked at each other. No one dared to speak. The entire dormitory was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Was 60 points qualified or not? I don't want to run!

Everyone was thinking.

If sixty points were not enough in the eyes of the class monitor, they would all have to run laps.

The class monitor looked at them and snorted." Alright, I'll let you pass for now. But if you still can't fold a good piece of tofu in a few days, then your end won't be as simple as running laps.”

Hearing this, everyone finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The little fatty, He Dong, patted his own chest to suppress the pounding in his heart.

He was really scared to death just now. If he went into the penalty circle again, he and his body of flesh would definitely die here.

The quilt was considered to have passed the test for the time being. Everyone's faces revealed smiles of having survived a disaster.

The class monitor looked at the smiles on their faces and smiled inexplicably, but it was a playful smile.

This kind of smile hung on a face that was as black as charcoal. All the recruits were instantly frightened and had goosebumps.

"Rest and recuperate. I'll wait for you downstairs. In five minutes, everyone must appear in front of me neatly dressed!”

The class monitor raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist and ordered.

After saying that, he walked downstairs.

"F * ck! Five minutes!"

Everyone in the dormitory was in a mess.

Some people had taken off their shoes and sat on the bed just now to make it easier for them to press down on the blanket.

After all, it was lunchtime, so it was not a problem to sit on the bed.

A few of them had taken off their military uniforms because it was too hot and were only wearing camouflage vests.

Five minutes to get dressed and then gather downstairs. Wasn't that fatal?

The entire dormitory was in an uproar.

Zhen Dong also quickly took action, but he didn't need to do much. He just took off his shoes for convenience and went to bed.

He leisurely put on his shoes, loosened the belt around his waist, smoothed out the creases on his military uniform, and then buckled the belt. In less than a minute.

He pulled off his hat from the bed and put it on his head before quickly going downstairs.

His teammates also followed closely behind him. They were all zipping up and wearing hats in the corridor downstairs. They were very flustered.

The class monitor was in the shade of a tree downstairs, keeping watch on his watch.

Zhen Dong quickly stood in front of the class monitor."Report!"

Beside him, a group of people sorted out the final flaws. After confirming that there were no mistakes, they shouted for a report.

Nine people stood neatly in front of the class monitor.

The class monitor took back his watch and nodded." It's alright. It's better than I thought."”

Hearing the class monitor's praise, everyone could not help but smile.

In the army, to be able to get a verbal compliment from the class monitor was more than happy to eat candy.

"Follow me to the training ground. We'll start the formation training in the afternoon!”

These recruits didn't know what formation training was. They were curious and looked forward to the training ground that the class monitor mentioned.

Was the training ground a place for shooting practice?

Does that mean we can see real guns?

Everyone had already imagined the training ground in their minds. Perhaps the training ground in their minds was filled with the sound of guns everywhere. With every gunshot, a target in the distance would fall.

Only Zhen Dong's heart skipped a beat. He knew some military matters and knew that there was a difference between a training ground and a shooting range.

The key was not the training ground, but the formation!

The military posture was different from standing casually outside. In the army, the military posture had extremely strict requirements. Not only did the posture have to be uniform, but there could not be any small movements during the entire process.

Usually, they would stand for hours under the sun. They could not move, communicate, or make any mistakes. They had to be tense the entire time.

If anyone's posture was not up to standard, or if there were any small movements, they would be greeted with push-ups.

In Zhen Dong's eyes, he would rather run laps on the track than stand in a military posture...

The squad leader seemed to have seen the expectant expressions of the other recruits other than Zhen Dong. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the smile on his face was very 'bright'.

Under the lead of the class monitor, the group of people headed to the training ground in an orderly manner.

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