On the third day of military training, Zhang Fangxiao won the competition by unsavory means as usual, surrounded by a bunch of her fair-weather friends, and walked onto the sports field.
The group from Li Xi's dormitory still glared at her with eyes full of resentment. Zhang Fangxiao couldn't care less; she casually walked past the crowd and started chatting with a few male students she was friendly with.
Suddenly, she stopped and looked beside Li Xi. A "boy" with a buzz cut?
"It's that coward," whispered a girl next to Zhang Fangxiao. Indeed, standing next to Li Xi and the others was Xia You.
When Lu Xun and Ren Minghang came over, they also saw Xia You, who had finished "dressing" her wounds. Lu Xun wanted to ask why she hadn't returned to the field after being bandaged up yesterday, but it felt like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat and couldn't spit the words out. Xia You had cut her hair.
