In the afternoon, the sunlight was scorching, and the weather was muggy.
The Industrial Management Class A formation was a bit subdued.
"An'an... An'an"
Yao An didn't move her head, glancing at Wu Tong, who was secretly whispering beside her.
"Are you feeling dizzy? Do you need to go to the infirmary? If you're too embarrassed to say, I can talk to the instructor."
Seeing her look, with 'slacking off' written all over her face, Yao An couldn't help but smile wryly.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to adopt her plan.
After all, standing at attention was indeed very boring; she could only browse the items in the system's mall over and over again.
"Then I'll fall into your arms in a bit; you have to catch me."
"OK, I'm ready."
Yao An pretended to faint, falling to one side. Wu Tong caught her with an outstretched arm and immediately started shouting.
"Instructor! A student has fainted from heatstroke! She needs to go to the infirmary!"
"Go, go, go, hurry up. I'll give you ten minutes to cure her. If you're overtime, you'll be punished with laps."
The instructor looked as if he was shooing away flies.
This was only because they were girls. If a boy had such poor acting skills, he would definitely find a male peer to give him CPR on the spot.
Yao An and Wu Tong bought ice cream and drinks at the supermarket. After cooling down, they returned to the military training site.
They were one minute overtime, but no one was bothering them now. It seemed someone had gotten into a conflict with the instructor, and everyone was gathered around there.
"What's going on?"
The two were a bit confused.
After asking Yang Jiajia, they learned what had happened.
A third-year senior named Chen Tian had opened a coffee shop at the University's entrance. Taking advantage of the freshmen all being together for military training, she went around each formation, distributing her homemade coffee to promote her shop.
However, there were many freshmen, and even if she was wealthy, she couldn't provide iced coffee for everyone, so each class only received six cups.
Originally, this was a good thing, but the instructor happened to say, "Give the coffee to the girls; boys, don't snatch it."
Normally, this wouldn't be a problem; after all, boys wouldn't bother fighting with girls over things, especially just a few cups of coffee. Even if he hadn't said anything, the boys would probably have voluntarily yielded to take care of the girls.
But based on the previous unequal treatment between genders...
Upon hearing this, a boy named Liu Cheng became displeased and publicly accused the instructor of discriminatory treatment.
Everyone knowing about the incident is one thing; saying it out loud in public is another.
The instructor was a bit embarrassed. He punished him with laps, but he refused to run, and now the two were in a stalemate.
The surrounding students were either watching the drama or trying to mediate.
But this kind of thing, you can't mediate; the more you try, the more counterproductive it becomes, especially since both parties are hot-blooded young men.
"Why do girls get all the good things? Are we boys not people, huh? Are we even people?!"
In the crowd, Liu Cheng shouted with his head tilted back.
"You go run laps right now. Don't force me to tell your counselor about your insubordination."
"You were the one who discriminated first. It's useless no matter who you tell; I'm in the right no matter where I go."
"You say less."
A boy named Zheng Huasong pulled Liu Cheng, then said to the instructor:
"Instructor, it's certainly his fault for not obeying orders, but your approach was also a bit inappropriate. Everyone made mistakes, so why don't we just let it go? We'll definitely stand at attention properly later."
It was clear he wanted to solve the problem, but his 'fifty-fifty' approach was a bit flawed.
The instructor gave him a cold look.
"What do you do?"
"I... I'm just an ordinary student."
"Then what are you doing here, gesticulating? How about you be the instructor then?"
The instructor was also a seasoned passive-aggressive person, leaving Zheng Huasong speechless.
"This boy is too petty. Our girls' physical fitness is already poor. What's wrong with resting a bit during military training?"
"Exactly, it's just a cup of coffee. If you want it so badly, I'll give it to you. It's not like no one can afford it. Is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of this?"
Individual conflict was about to escalate into gender antagonism, which was not a good sign.
Yao An originally didn't want to get involved, but she remembered that she had also received preferential treatment just now. Moreover, if this matter wasn't handled, the atmosphere in Class A would undoubtedly become extremely bad in the future, which wouldn't be good for any of the classmates.
With that thought, she turned to Yang Jiajia beside her.
"Jia Jia, have you considered being the class monitor?"
"Ah? Am I that obvious?"
Yao An was stunned. She had just said it casually, not expecting that she actually had that intention.
Immediately, she leaned into her ear and whispered.
A moment later, Yang Jiajia looked at her in surprise.
"An'an, I didn't expect you, with your cool and aloof demeanor, to have so many ideas hidden inside. You're not a little schemer, are you?"
Yao An pushed her slightly, a bit displeased.
"Hurry up, otherwise, if the conflict escalates, it won't be good for us."
"But why don't you do it yourself? Because you're shy? Or are you also socially anxious?"
"Never mind that. If you want to be class monitor, just do as I say. I guarantee you'll gain a lot of favorability."
"Alright."
Yang Jiajia cleared her throat and said loudly:
"Girls have poor physical fitness, and it's not easy for boys to stand under the sun all the time. Let's all understand each other. While enjoying preferential treatment, don't forget that some people are carrying the burden for you."
As these words came out, the complaints from the surrounding students immediately quieted down.
The instructor frowned, looking at the short-haired girl.
"What do you do?"
Yang Jiajia saluted awkwardly.
"Hello, Instructor. I am Industrial Management Class A's prospective class monitor, Yang Jiajia. I have something to say."
When she said this, the boy named Zheng Huasong was visibly stunned.
His eyes seemed to say, 'A competitor has arrived.'
The instructor's expression softened a bit, after all, what she had just said was quite agreeable.
And the title of 'prospective class monitor' sounded more reliable than just an ordinary student.
"What do you want to say?"
"Uh... wait a moment."
Yang Jiajia looked at Yao An, who was covering her face with her hat beside her.
Yao An patted her forehead in exasperation and repeated it in her ear.
The surrounding students were all confused. How could this girl, who claimed to be a prospective class monitor, also have a strategist beside her?
This strategist seemed to be called Yao An, right? She had introduced herself in the classroom this morning. Her figure looked good, but they didn't know what her face looked like.
"Um, Instructor, Liu Cheng, regarding the distribution of coffee, I have a solution here. Would you like to hear it?"
Liu Cheng didn't speak. The instructor simply uttered the word "Speak."
"Actually, these five cups of coffee are very easy to distribute. Aren't we going to stand at attention again later? Whoever stands well, with a more standard posture, will be rewarded with the coffee."
Everyone was surprised. This method of distribution seemed to have no problems and could also boost everyone's enthusiasm.
"Then what about his insubordination?"
The instructor was also stubborn. Even with a way out, he still clung to the matter.
Yang Jiajia glanced at Liu Cheng, listening to her strategist's whisper, and then spoke:
"Punishing him with laps is meaningless. How about you, Instructor, compete with him to see who can do more push-ups? Let him use one arm. Whoever gives out first loses. If the Instructor wins, Liu Cheng, you need to apologize. If Liu Cheng wins, Instructor, you give him your cup of coffee."
A push-up competition was much more interesting than those meaningless laps, and it also counted as a form of physical punishment.
You don't like the instructor? Here's your chance, defeat him.
"Interesting."
The instructor looked at Liu Cheng with a challenging gaze.
"Do you dare to compete?"
"Bring it on. You don't need to give me a handicap. Everyone does push-ups with both hands."
"Oh, come on, don't you know your own strength?"
Yang Jiajia couldn't help but retort; this was her own thought.
Liu Cheng was a bit embarrassed by what she said, but given that she was a girl, he didn't dwell on it.
Tao Lin had originally come to see how everyone's training was progressing, but as soon as she got close, she witnessed the conflict between the instructor and a student.
She didn't rush over but wanted to see how the students would resolve the matter.
Zheng Huasong, who stood out first, although he didn't solve the fundamental problem, his courage to step forward and mediate the conflict was commendable.
He could be added to the list of class monitor candidates.
Seeing the conflict about to escalate, she planned to step in and resolve the issue in her capacity as counselor.
At this moment, Yang Jiajia stepped forward.
She not only diverted the conflict of gender antagonism but also provided a textbook-level solution, which greatly surprised Tao Lin.
Her gaze couldn't help but fall on Yao An, who was whispering to her.