Looking at the students' high spirits and enthusiasm, one could tell that Li Zexuan's mobilization meeting was very successful. It had to be said that this guy was still very good at feeding the students chicken soup for the soul.
After the assembly, the 16 classes all split up for training. The students of the first grade class were all former students of the Mathematics School. Among them, there were many "second-generation officials", and there were even some second-generation officials. For example, Li Tai, and now there was Li Chengqian. They could be said to be the most awesome class in Yanhuang College.
(Li Ke was assigned to Class Two. Other than the former students of the Mathematics School, the rest of the students were assigned to classes according to their grades.)
Naturally, no one was willing to be their instructor in the face of such an awesome class. Although an instructor was like a teacher, who knew if they would be "molested" if they offended this group of rich second generations? Not to mention that Li Zexuan offered double the salary, even if it was ten times, no one would be willing to do it!
There was no other way. Qin Qiong, as the chief instructor of the military training, could only personally take on this heavy responsibility. With his relationship with Li Tai's family, he naturally did not fear Li Tai, Li Chengqian, or anyone else. Thus, the little fatty's bitter days came …
"The so-called standing at attention is like this old man right now, with your heels close together and the tips of your feet spread outwards. The gap is just enough to accommodate your fists; your legs are straight; your lower abdomen is slightly tucked in; your chest is naturally puffed out; your upper body is straight and slightly tilted forward; your shoulders are flat and slightly spread back; your arms are naturally hanging down; your fingers are naturally closed and slightly bent; the tip of your thumb is attached to the second joint of your index finger; your head is straight, your neck is straight, your mouth is closed, your lower jaw is slightly tucked in, and your eyes are level …"
As the first movement to learn during military training, it was actually not easy to do it well, so Qin Qiong was personally demonstrating it to the students of Class 1.
Li Zexuan thought it was quite interesting, so he went down to patrol.
"Raise your head. Can't you see me?"
Seeing Wang Meng lowering his head as if he was counting ants, Li Zexuan immediately struck his head. Of course, he didn't use his hand (Wang Meng probably hadn't washed his hair for a long time), but the scabbard. This guy was using the scabbard as a ruler!
"Ouch ~!"
Wang Meng took a solid hit and grimaced in pain. However, Li Zexuan held his sword and had a murderous look on his face. Wang Meng didn't dare to retort and could only raise his head as he was told.
Only then did the rest of the students realize that Li Zexuan was here to pick a fight. They all braced themselves to avoid being beaten up like Wang Meng.
"Close your legs. The space between your legs is big enough to fit Wang Meng's head!"
Sun Zifan, who was "concentrating" on imitating Qin Qiong's actions, was also hit.
Pfft ~!
Many students almost couldn't hold back their laughter. What did she mean by the space between her legs could fit Wang Meng's head? This analogy was a little wretched ~!
Wang Meng, who had been shot even though he was lying down, was on the verge of tears. He thought to himself, Mister, if you want to talk about other people, then talk about other people. Why do you have to use me as an analogy? And this analogy is so dirty …
If he could, Wang Meng really wanted to tell Li Zexuan, "I'm really f * cked up ~!"
"Yamachō, I've already tried my best ~! This is as far as I can go ~! "
As the person involved, Sun Zifan felt even more bitter than Wang Meng. He said to Li Zexuan gloomily.
"There's such a thing ~?"
Li Zexuan widened his eyes. Then, he squatted down in disbelief and used his hands to force Sun Zifan's knees inwards …
"Ouch ~! Ouch, ouch, ouch! My legs are going to break ~! Yamachō, please spare me ~! "
Sun Zifan felt as if his bones were going to break as he hurriedly cried out.
"Alright! Looks like you're really born ~! You can just stand there like this! "
Li Zexuan stood up speechlessly and said.
Only then did he remember that he had probably encountered the legendary "O-shaped" leg. He really didn't notice it normally ~!
Sun Zifan looked at Li Zexuan pitifully with a "f * cked up" expression on his face. It was easy to imagine how gloomy he was in his heart.
Feeling Sun Zifan's gaze, Li Zexuan felt as if ten thousand alpacas were galloping across his heart. He couldn't be blamed for this! Who knew that Sun Zifan actually had "O-shaped" legs ~? However, the awkwardness only lasted for a moment. He rubbed his nose sheepishly and then went to patrol other places as if nothing had happened.
"Chengqian, your five fingers need to be close together. The tip of your thumb needs to be on the second joint of your index finger, and your middle finger needs to be on the seam of your pants ~!"
Li Zexuan saw that Chengqian's hand didn't seem to be in the right position, so he spoke out of habit.
"Seam ~?"
Li Chengqian was a little confused.
"Uh … it's here ~!"
Li Zexuan only just realized that the pants they were wearing now didn't have seams. In order to hide his awkwardness, he hurriedly used his scabbard to point to a position and then immediately slipped away. At the same time, he thought to himself, I hope Cao Wendong can quickly finish that batch of camouflage uniforms. Otherwise, I'll never get used to looking at them!
Walking towards the back of the group, Li Zexuan suddenly encountered a "huge monster". He couldn't help but say, "Pull in your belly ~! What did General Qin teach you ~? Qingque, your belly is almost touching Cheng Chumo in the front row. Why aren't you pulling in a little ~! "
"I …"
Li Tai was about to curse out of habit, but he thought about it. If he really cursed out in such a public place, Li Zexuan definitely wouldn't let him off easily. So he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a muffled voice,
"My belly is only this big, and it's already pulled in. You can't blame me for this ~, right ~?"
The shoulders of the others trembled. It was obvious that they were having a hard time holding it in.
Li Zexuan poked Li Tai's belly with his scabbard. After feeling the amazing elasticity on it, he said with a smile,
"Is that so ~? Then do you want me to pull in a little for you ~? Correct your posture ~? "
How could Li Tai dare to let Li Zexuan do it? Sun Zi Fan's example is a living example of a good example ~!
He quickly shook his head and said, "No need, no need ~! I'll do it myself ~! "
After saying that, the little fatty took a deep breath, and then his belly indeed shrank inwards. Li Zexuan nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile, "Isn't this quite simple ~! It's just so-so ~! When you stand in military posture later, you have to continue to maintain this posture. Oh, no, your back needs to be straightened a little more ~! "
As he said that, he patted Li Tai's spine with his scabbard.
Li Tai listened on the surface, but in his heart, he was cursing. When he heard Li Zexuan say, "That's all there is to it", he really wanted to jump up and seal a certain someone's mouth. Wasn't that the same sentence he had said about the military training yesterday?
But now that he had experienced it personally, Li Tai really wanted to ask himself, "Is it really just so-so ~?"
The Academy was so dark, the little fatty wanted to go back to the Prince's Mansion!
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