After all this fuss, Lin Qingyao didn't return until almost noon.

  Today is the first day of military training for freshmen, Lin Qingyao can completely not attend military training and just greet the principal directly, and this military training has no practical significance for Lin Qingyao.

  But Lin Qingyao didn't do that, she didn't want to bother the principal again. Besides, since she was there to unravel her own heart knot, she had to fully experience university life, and this military training was an indispensable part of it.

  Lin Qingyao arrived late, the main force had already arrived at a certain military district in Chongqing. Fortunately, there were still a few people who also arrived late, and the school was not bad, they arranged for a car to send them over.

  The military region where the military training is located is a base in the depths of the mountains for the Second Independent Regiment of Chongqing.

  The barracks and training grounds were all surrounded by iron wire mesh, with deep mountains around them. Lin Qingyao liked this environment very much, the spiritual energy in these mountains was much stronger than in the city.

  On the training ground, the freshmen were divided into several teams according to their respective colleges. Lin Qingyao was in the Ancient Characters major, which belonged to the Bogu College of Sichuan University. At this moment, the new students were standing at attention.

  "Report!" Lin Qingyao and a boy who was also late came running over, then stood at attention, saying to the instructor standing in front of the group of students.

  The instructor was not very old, twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a green military uniform, which made him look very spirited. He stood there, like a straight and upright green pine tree.

  At this moment, he looked at Lin Qingyao with a cold face and shouted: "Which major, which class! Who!"

  "Class one, Meng Jian." The boy who was also late shouted loudly.

  Lin Qingyao knew she was late, and these soldiers were particularly mindful of time, so with a hint of embarrassment, she said: "I'm Lin Qingyao, majoring in ancient characters." Since they were the only class specializing in ancient characters, there wasn't much distinction between classes.

  The instructor swept a glance at Lin Qingyao, and Lin Qingyao felt a faint pressure. She knew that this instructor was absolutely not the kind of reserve officer sent to go through the motions for military training, but a true iron-blooded soldier. She had some good feelings in her heart.

  At this moment, the instructor coldly snorted and said: "Meng Jian, stand at attention for two hours and then return to the team. Lin Qingyao will also go to stand at attention. No rest is allowed until 6 o'clock in the evening!"

  Lin Qingyao looked at the instructor, and her good feeling instantly disappeared. She was late, that's true, she should be punished, but it shouldn't be this severe. She and Meng Jian were both late together, why did he get off lightly while she got a heavier punishment?

  Logically speaking, shouldn't they show some consideration for the female student? Although she hasn't attended university or received military training before, this time she did investigate and came to this school. She also knew about the military training, but the instructor punished her like that, which is really unfair!

  Seeing Lin Qingyao hesitating, the instructor suddenly became angry and shouted loudly: "Why haven't you gone yet!"

  "I have something to say." Lin Qingyao took a deep breath and said, her physique was good, she didn't care about the military posture for these few hours, but this tone, was absolutely not to be swallowed.

  Although it is said that cultivation should cultivate one's mind and not be impulsive with others, Lin Qingyao also doesn't want to live a life of being bullied because of her cultivation. If she cultivates herself but still allows others to bully her at will, then what's the point of cultivating?

  The instructor glanced at Lin Qingyao and said with a cold smile: "If you have anything to say, stand at attention and come back later."

  Lin Qingyao was so angry that she was thoroughly enraged. What kind of instructor is this, who is obviously unfair to her? He has something to say but doesn't want to let her speak, it's really too much!

  Lin Qingyao didn't move, standing there, and said word by word: "I don't accept it. Why are we both late, but you only punish him for two hours, yet I have to stand for seven or eight hours?"

  The instructor looked at Lin Qingyao with a sharp gaze, without any tender thoughts because Lin Qingyao was a woman. He took a step forward and stood in front of Lin Qingyao, saying word by word: "Do you want to know why? Alright, listen carefully! This classmate is late, but his attitude is more proper than yours, he must have had an urgent matter, whereas you seem like you just got out of bed, probably overslept?"

  Lin Qingyao was taken aback. Had she overslept? How could he be so sure that others had urgent matters, while she was the one who overslept?

  Lin Qingyao wasn't afraid of the instructor's gaze at all, and after glancing back, she said: "I also have an urgent matter, it's not that I overslept."

  The instructor saw the girl student in front of him stubbornly resisting, and his anger grew even more. He shouted at Lin Qingyao: "Lin Qingyao's military training score will be deducted by 10 points, and her class's total score will be deducted by 5 points!"

  As soon as the instructor finished speaking, many students focused their attention on Lin Qingyao, especially the twenty or so students majoring in ancient characters. Everyone's gaze at Lin Qingyao was filled with indignation.

  This woman is really hateful, as soon as she came, she lost face for the profession, and not only did she lose face, but also deducted points from the class!

  To know this, these five points greatly lowered the class's overall score.

  Lin Qingyao clearly felt the malicious gazes of the crowd, raised her head, looked straight at the instructor and said seriously: "I don't accept this."

  The instructor said in a cold voice: "I don't know what's wrong with the students nowadays, one by one they are so spoiled, this is nothing, but some students have such poor conduct, I don't know how they managed to get into college!"

  Lin Qingyao was taken aback, "Bad conduct?" Is this instructor not a neurotic or something? He's talking to himself, one moment saying he overslept and the next saying his own conduct is bad, it's really laughable.

  At this moment, the instructor shouted loudly: "Didn't you say you didn't agree? Then I'll tell you how I knew. You and Meng Jian came to report together, both of you ran over, but Meng Jian was flushed, while you were neither red nor pale, obviously strolling over slowly, and only ran a few steps when you arrived at the training ground to pretend to respond to me!"

  Lin Qingyao fell silent, this instructor was indeed sharp-eyed, but he had guessed wrong, she had actually gotten off the carriage and run all the way here, although her cultivation wasn't good, she was still a cultivator after all, if running just a few steps would leave her panting, then in her opinion, there was no need for her to cultivate immortality.

  The instructor said this and paused for a moment, then continued: "Your hair hasn't dried completely, it's clear that you just washed your hair. Are you still trying to say you didn't oversleep?"

  Lin Qingyao was thoroughly convinced by the instructor, and she had just taken a bath, so her hair was not yet completely dry. Unexpectedly, the instructor could actually tell.