Because Yang Zui was on the list that He Hongzhi had reminded him about.
Next, Mr. Qiu instructed the remaining students to change into camouflage uniforms, with one batch going to change and another batch returning.
"Ye Hao."
"Present!" Ye Hao habitually stepped forward and saluted. However, when he realized this wasn't formal training, he awkwardly lowered his hand.
But just now, Ye Hao's military stance and aura made the women watching him take extra notice, all very interested in observing Ye Hao.
"Haha, go grab your clothes and change!" Mr. Qiu noticed Ye Hao's quick reaction and his salute. He felt that such a student was the best, so he paid more attention to Ye Hao.
"Yes!" Ye Hao nodded and then took the clothes back to the dormitory to change. He did not possess Yang Zui's exhibitionist tendencies.
After Ye Hao put on the camouflage uniform, his entire demeanor exuded the fierce vigor of a soldier—powerful arms, a robust chest, and large leather boots, all demonstrating that Ye Hao was a true soldier.
Ye Hao didn't pay much attention to his transformation; after putting on the camouflage outfit, he walked straight to the training ground.
Ye Hao's presence gave everyone the impression that he was their instructor; the women naturally wanted to get close to him.
The men envied Ye Hao's physique.
Lin Ruyu and Su Qing blinked their eyes. It was their first time seeing Ye Hao in a camouflage uniform—so manly. Why hadn't they noticed before that Ye Hao looked so good in camouflage? If Ye Hao wore a real camouflage uniform, wouldn't he be even more imposing?
Ye Hao rejoined the team without saying much, as the sun had already risen.
"Beep beep beep!"
Several military vehicles drove in, filled with soldiers, as there were too many separated areas to cover. They had to use several vehicles to bring in real soldiers for training; otherwise, relying on just one vehicle would exhaust them before they could finish training these freshmen.
Once the soldiers arrived, instructors from each area instructed their students to stay put.
They went to receive their assigned instructors for the class.
When the soldiers alighted, they lined up in an orderly fashion, and someone resembling a commander loudly ordered, "Attention."
"At ease..."
The movements of the military instructors were very synchronized, and the soldier resembling a commander said, "What is a soldier's destiny?"
"Obey."
"Very good! Since obedience is required, follow the party's command and educate the next generation well!" The commander-like person spoke directly to the point.
"Yes, Black Group." the soldiers shouted in unison.
Then they all found the instructors assigned to teach their respective classes.
At this time, Peking University's Executive Vice Principal Pan Rong approached the middle-aged man they called Black Group and said, "Black-faced Commander, have you decided on the training programs this year?"
"Haha, Principal Pan, they're decided. However, the programs are set by your school, we've just added a few more challenging ones." The Black-faced Commander, a tall and mighty middle-aged man, was named Black Group, and his actual military rank was Commander.
Thus, he had a nickname, Black-faced Commander, which also illustrated how serious he was about training people.
Looks like these freshmen are in for a tough time.
"Oh? What have you added that's more challenging?" Executive Vice Principal Pan Rong asked with curiosity.
"It's nothing much, just picking a few troublesome classes to take to a real military zone for some tough handling, so their parents won't be disappointed." Black Group chuckled as he spoke, but the coldness in his eyes was evident to anyone.
Black Group despised soldiers who weren't serious about training and adopted a lax approach, so he planned to use real iron-fist methods to train these rebellious freshmen to impart deep lessons on the true meaning of being a soldier.
"To the main military zone?" Pan Rong furrowed his brow. After all, based on past cases of troublemakers, they often came from wealthy families or influential backgrounds.
These families were not ones that Peking University could afford to offend. Although Peking University is a national university, it also relies on donations and financial support for expansion and enhancement.
Otherwise, how would so many students come to Peking University to study?
If they offend all those wealthy patrons, those patrons might invest heavily in Tsinghua, and Peking University would find it difficult to survive. After all, Peking University and Tsinghua have always had open and covert conflicts, each wanting to attract more students.
"Yes, Principal Pan, but rest assured, I know what you're thinking, we'll pick troublemakers at Tsinghua too." Black Group laughed.
"Oh haha!" Pan Rong felt awkward as his thoughts were read.
Then Black Group saw the training start and left Peking University with a smile, though he kept glancing back at the people in the training ground who weren't serious.
Pan Rong watched as others trained and left too, because if he didn't leave soon, some students unable to endure the training would come to him to complain.
In Ye Hao's class, their instructor stood about 1.6 meters tall, with slightly crooked teeth and making an effort to display his military aura.
Mentor Qiu was quite polite to this young instructor.
"Instructor Chen, our class has a total of sixty people, thirty girls and thirty boys. Here are their profiles, take a look?" Qiu handed the information over to the instructor surnamed Chen.
"Haha, I got it, Mr. Qiu, you go ahead. I'll keep an eye on them." Instructor Chen was confident; he believed his iron-fist methods could completely conquer these freshman students.
"Then I'll rely on you to be diligent, Instructor Chen." Mr. Qiu said and left, although he had said he would accompany these freshmen throughout their military training, he couldn't possibly join the training himself.
He had been trained before and naturally understood the difficulties and hardships involved...
Instructor Chen glanced at the profiles before setting them aside.
Instructor Chen walked over, and Ye Hao and the others stood quietly waiting for him to speak.
"Haha, hello everyone, let's start with a self-introduction! I'm a soldier from Yan University Military District, my name is Chen Min, and my age is similar to yours." Instructor Chen Min said cheerfully.
"Of course! You can also call me Old Chen, Min, or Chen. However, I hope personal relations do not interfere with formal military training, because training you means I have the responsibility to guide you, and I hope you won't blame me for being too harsh in training." Chen Min said with a cheerful demeanor.
"Haha, we won't, we won't, train us as you wish."
"Absolutely! The instructor is so nice."
"Haha! Exactly."
"..."
Voices of flattery filled the air, but Instructor Chen Min just looked at them with a smile, secretly harboring cold amusement in his heart. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) and vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)