The military training in this life was no different from the last—just as tough and dull. It began with a large assembly where leaders gave their formulaic speeches before everyone dispersed to their respective squads to start the actual training.
As usual, they practiced standing at attention, marching, and cross-country running, all under the guise of strengthening the students' willpower and bodies.
Li Yuan practiced listlessly. The scorching weather and the monotonous task of standing at attention aggravated his already foul mood to an extreme, causing him to make frequent mistakes during the drills.
In the blink of an eye, half a day of tense and busy military training had passed.
During a break, Zhou Tianyu approached Li Yuan, tapped his arm, and handed him a bottle of mineral water. "Li Yuan, can I ask you something?"
Li Yuan took a sip of water and glanced at him. "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Li Yuan, are you really planning to pursue Xia Zhijin?"
