Chapter 152 : Stop Saying Everything You’re Thinking Out Loud
Chapter 152: Stop Saying Everything You’re Thinking Out Loud
“Come on, three, two, one—cheese!”
Watching Miss Yuan being surrounded by a group of female instructors for photos not far away, Lin Mo finally let out a sigh of relief.
He had almost been scared to death just now, especially when the male instructor next to them looked over. If he had dared to say what their real purpose was for coming here, he would’ve been served a full set of military punches.
Who would’ve thought Miss Yuan’s target would actually be those female instructors? He had assumed she was into one of the handsome male ones.
After all, Miss Yuan’s Douyin feed was filled with fitness influencers—every single one a six-pack hunk. Watching her scroll through it was like watching someone visit a brothel.
It was fine if she wanted to ask a male instructor for his contact info—they were all men, they’d understand. But asking for a female instructor’s contact, and on top of that having him tell her to take off her clothes so she could photograph her abs? And then pose for her, preferably together with a few other female instructors? How many heads did he have to dare say that out loud?
Before he even opened his mouth, several male instructors nearby had already turned to look their way. If he had dared to repeat Miss Yuan’s request, he would have been pummeled to the ground before he could even finish his sentence.
Each of those male instructors was built like a rock. With his small frame, forget taking a whole set of punches—three moves in, they’d be begging him not to die on their watch.
Thankfully, he was quick-witted. He dragged Miss Yuan out from behind him and handed her over to one of the female instructors, explaining the situation honestly.
When the female instructor heard that such a beautiful girl liked her, she was naturally very happy. She even took the initiative to pull Miss Yuan along for photos.
Mainly, Miss Yuan’s outfit today—combined with her petite figure and cute face—made her look like a life-sized doll. It was impossible for any woman not to like her.
Forget about just showing her abs—the instructor was generous enough to invite Miss Yuan to touch them. Lin Mo could only watch on in envy.
One particularly enthusiastic instructor even invited Li Shiya, who was taking photos nearby, to come and feel for herself. Miss Yuan quickly refused on her behalf in a panic.
What kind of joke was that? If this got exposed, Li Shiya would probably die on the spot—no need for the male instructors to intervene.
Half an hour later, Miss Yuan left fully satisfied, her phone now containing several new contacts.
Seeing Lin Mo giving her the side-eye without saying a word, Miss Yuan clicked her tongue and said disdainfully, “What are you looking at? You didn’t even help with anything. In the end, I had to handle it myself. Stop rolling your eyes at me, will you? Big man like you—so useless!”
“You’ve got some nerve saying that! It’s not like I didn’t want to help! How exactly was I supposed to say that to a female instructor? If I really helped you, you’d be visiting me in detention right now!” Lin Mo shot back, glaring at her.
Yuan Meng refused to back down. “How did I not say it clearly? Didn’t I tell you that I saw a super gorgeous instructor? Do you even understand what gorgeous means?
You can’t imagine how nice her abs felt to touch—she even had defined lines!”
“Seriously, Yuan Jie? You’re not being fair—you kept it all to yourself!” Li Shiya exclaimed softly, slapping her thigh in regret, wishing she could’ve switched places.
Miss Yuan: →_→
“Even if you turned into Li Shiya, I still wouldn’t acknowledge you as a girl! Men, step aside!”
“But Yuan Jie, shouldn’t you be looking at the male instructors? Why are you so fixated on the girls?” Sichuan Girl asked, confused.
Although he could transform into Li Shiya, it was purely for survival—to make ends meet. His orientation was still perfectly fine.
Hearing that, Lin Mo chuckled and said, “Oh, I know. Yuan Jie said she wants to stay single, never have kids, and doesn’t want to be, you know… cough, you get it.”
He really couldn’t bring himself to say something that crude. He wasn’t as bold as Miss Yuan.
“Xiao Black Dog is right! What man could ever be worthy of me adding him on WeChat? Nonsense! But female soldiers? That’s different! Beautiful and cool—just looking at them makes me want to daydream, hehe!”
Lin Mo: “Daydream?”
Sichuan Girl: “Which one of those beauties was named Feifei?”
Miss Yuan: “You two, get lost! Right now! Immediately!!!”
Soon, every formation had finished their demonstrations. Next, all the freshmen lined up on the field for one final set of military punches to conclude the training.
In the shaded area of the stands, the three of them sat on the steps.
Sichuan Girl shook his head. “Knew it. It’s the same old stuff every year. Not even a shred of creativity. Military training, my ass—they don’t even hand out guns. What kind of military training is this? I’d settle for model guns!”
“Our training’s just for show. What, you think we’re in Guangxi? Those guys get the real deal—I saw online they even had armored vehicles,” Lin Mo sighed.
Miss Yuan, however, was still full of enthusiasm. Seeing the other two so uninterested, she asked, “Hey, didn’t you guys learn this routine too?”
Lin Mo gave her a look. “Military punches—an eastern martial art, practiced by millions, forgotten by even more. Don’t tell me you never learned?”
“Uh… I took leave during military training in college, hehe!” Miss Yuan said with a laugh.
Lin Mo: .
Sichuan Girl: .
As expected, there would always be those lucky freeloaders in life. Back when they trained, they were tormented under the scorching sun, several shades darker by the end. Yet there were always those who managed to skip it completely—infuriating!
Before long, the closing ceremony began under Principal Tang’s announcement. The instructors withdrew, and the freshmen erupted in cheers, signaling the end of their hardship and the beginning of real college life.
At Chengyue Community, the three of them stepped into the elevator.
For some reason, Sichuan Girl suddenly sighed, “I really wish the government would arrest me, force me to do eight hours of physical training every day. A month later, I’d have an eight-pack. Then they’d realize they caught the wrong guy and release me—compensating me with five million and an easy civil service job.
While handling the paperwork, I’d meet a rich heiress—fair-skinned, curvy, beautiful. After hearing my story, she’d feel sorry for me. One thing would lead to another, she’d pursue me relentlessly, and I’d reluctantly agree. We’d live happily ever after—financial freedom achieved! Then I’d never have to work hard again!”
Miss Yuan: “Curvy? You looking down on me?”
Lin Mo: “Are you still half-asleep? And seriously, if you want a relationship, it’s not that hard. You’ve got tons of fans.”
Sichuan Girl sighed helplessly. “No need to mock me, alright? Not… uh, no need to blanch my fans—wait, no, not blanching noodles, I mean… never mind, I’m not a fan of mocking.”
Miss Yuan: Σ(⊙▽⊙“
Lin Mo: “Can you stop saying everything you’re thinking out loud? By the way, do you even have female fans to be ‘blanching’? Don’t tell me you actually—”
Sichuan Girl: “Cough, cough! I, uh, didn’t eat before coming out today, no—wait, I came out before eating, so I’m a little out of it, hehe!”
The other two: .