Forty-two chapters Military training began

Chang Hao was in a gloomy mood, glaring at Li Qiang, thinking to himself, "You still have the nerve to ask? Would this be happening if it weren't for your dad?"

But there was no time for complaints. Several people from the dorm hurriedly got dressed and then went downstairs to assemble.

By seven o'clock, the university's sports field was already densely packed with students dressed in camouflage uniforms. Under the blue sky, the vast field instantly turned into a noisy marketplace as students in camouflage whispered and gossiped among themselves.

It wasn't until seven o'clock that the school leader, with his gold-rimmed glasses and protruding belly, finally arrived fashionably late. After a few pleasantries, he proceeded to encourage the students below him, quoting the proverb, "The true edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitterness of cold."