The evening training wasn't intense, it ended at eight.
Back in the dorm, she distributed the two big bags of snacks Lu Ziheng had bought for her among everyone, earning a wave of praise.
Cough cough, it seemed that someone's "parade" act on the field that day was quite effective, even though Ran Yu didn't like this approach. However, she had to admit, society is really pragmatic, even in the innocent university campus.
She turned on her phone and there was a new message waiting in WeChat from Lu Ziheng. It read: "Yu Jinchuan," followed by a string of local cellphone numbers.
Everyone in the dorm was queuing up for the shower, Ran Yu thought for a moment and sent Lu Ziheng a message, "Instructor Zhuo has been transferred, do you know what's up with that?"
Lu Ziheng replied quickly, "He's been transferred? That's good."
Ran Yu: "..."
.
The next day followed the usual training of drills and standing in military posture.
