The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

The scorching sun was above my head, the cicadas were chirping in my ears, and the air was getting hot.

On the playground of the University of Nottingham, a group of students wearing military green camouflage uniforms stood in a military posture under the sun, without any cover around them.

"Dismissed, rest for ten minutes."

As soon as the instructor finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and sat down without caring about whether the floor was dirty or not.

Su Qinghe also sat on the ground with everyone. Compared with the students around her who were sweating profusely and flushed, except for the slight blush on her cheeks, there was no change at all, not even sweat.

On the first day, the instructor wondered if he was training too easily, otherwise how could someone not sweat.

She even asked the boys to learn from her, but none of the girls were as good as her.

This made everyone feel miserable and had to practice for a long time longer than other classes.

"It's only the third day, there are still twelve days."

"I can't stand it anymore. I've gotten so dark in just two days."

"Me too, I'm too embarrassed to see anyone."

Su Qinghe listened to the complaints in her ears. She was too tired to speak and rested her head on Song Zhijun's shoulder.

Suddenly, someone noticed that Su Qinghe didn't seem to have changed at all, and her exposed skin was still so white.

"Qinghe, what kind of sunscreen are you using?"

Su Qinghe mentioned a foreign brand, and her sunscreen was prepared for her by Wang Xiujuan.

The girls around also secretly remembered it and asked their families to buy it for them when they got home.

However, Su Qinghe told them in advance that she was not sure whether it would be of any use. She had a special constitution and would not get tan no matter how much she was exposed to the sun.

No one felt that she was showing off to them. After being together for so long, everyone knew everyone's temper.

But it’s hard not to be envious, “I also want to be tanless.”

"I get tan as soon as I'm exposed to the sun. I don't even know how tan I will be after military training."

"But it's easy to get sunburned." Su Qinghe had to remind them.

"I'd rather get sunburned than tanned."

"A sunburn is just the right excuse to rest."

The boys behind him were shocked and didn't understand what the girls were thinking.

"Are you okay?" A boy couldn't help but asked.

They saw the girls in front of them turning back to glare at them, actually eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Hey, we didn't eavesdrop on purpose. It's hard not to hear at such a close distance." The boy quickly raised his hand to explain, for fear of being regarded as an eavesdropper.

"What do you know?" A girl glanced at them. "A sunburn can be cured in a week at most, but a sunburn can't be covered up in a month."

"Aren't you worried about sunburn scars?" The boy was unconvinced.

"Beep--" the whistle sounded, and the break ended.

The group of people who were arguing just now tacitly shut up, stood up obediently, and started training again.

Stand in a military posture, stand at attention and take a rest, repeat these actions over and over again.

After two days of training, some people found that the instructor was not as strict as they thought. Some people had learned to be lazy and were not as serious about the movement standards as they learned on the first day.

Even Su Qinghe couldn't hold on, and sometimes took advantage of the instructor's absence to be lazy.

Only Song Zhijun seemed to be a different person when he came to training.

At first, the people around her felt sorry for being influenced by her, but now they have let go. They admit defeat. They don't have the perseverance to persevere like she does.

After the morning training, everyone rushed to the cafeteria hungry.

Su Qinghe came back with the prepared meal. When she sat down, she didn't rush to eat first. Instead, she opened a bottle of chilled yogurt and took a big sip. The heat in her body dissipated a lot in an instant.

"I heard someone said it will rain tomorrow." Han Wenjie told them the news he had learned in the morning while eating.

Hearing this, several people subconsciously looked outside and remained suspicious of what he said.

Han Wenjie also felt that it was a bit outrageous, but the person said it swornly and repeated what the person said at that time.

"He said that his grandfather taught him. His grandfather learned from others when he was in the countryside. He knew how to watch the weather."

"I heard my grandfather say that farmers in the countryside will look at the weather in order to grow food." Song Zhijun nodded and said that this is indeed true.

Han Wenjie began to shake in his heart, "So is what he said true?"

He Annian was about to laugh when he saw him, and reminded him not to be happy too early, "There is a gymnasium in the school."

After hearing his words, several people fell silent. Sometimes a school that is too big is not a good thing.

Wang Chengxi couldn't help but sigh, "It would be great if I could faint."

Several people in his class have fainted in the past two days. Those who fainted can skip training and sit in the shade of a tree to rest.

"Be patient and it will pass." Song Zhijun couldn't understand the feelings of her friends. Now these trainings are the most basic trainings, and she feels very relaxed.

Several people looked at her with complicated expressions and didn't want to speak.

Song Zhijun understood their expressions and stood up after finishing the last bite of food, "I'll get the fruit."

The afternoon training didn't start until two o'clock. They had a long break at noon, so they didn't have to rush to eat at all.

A group of people ate fruit slowly in line with Su Qinghe's speed. When they finally finished eating and left, there was no one in the cafeteria.

Just as he was about to leave the cafeteria, several instructors walked towards him.

Su Qinghe noticed that Song Zhijun stopped, "What's wrong?"

As he spoke, he followed her line of sight and saw that the leader seemed a bit familiar.

They saw that man also looking towards them.

Until they were far away, Su Qinghe realized it and asked Song Zhijun in a low voice, "Is that your brother?"

Su Qinghe had met Song Zhijun at his home before. To be precise, he should be his cousin. However, it had been a long time and she was afraid that she had recognized the wrong person.

Song Zhijun didn't hide it from her, and she was a little surprised, "I didn't hear grandpa say that eldest brother is coming back."

"That's your eldest brother?" Han Wenjie suddenly turned to look at Song Zhijun.

"Could he be our chief instructor?"

The chief instructor was supposed to come on the first day, but I heard that he was delayed by something.

"I don't know." Song Zhijun told the truth. She wanted to go back and ask her grandfather.

But there is a high probability that it is correct, but I don’t know if the family knows that the eldest brother is back.

But Song Zhijun always felt a little strange. His eldest brother didn't seem like someone who would become the chief instructor of military training for no reason.

"Is your elder brother very strict?" Han Wenjie recalled that he had just seen that person. He was not easy to fool at first sight and couldn't help but shudder.

"Brother is very powerful."

There is a big difference between her and her eldest brother. She heard many things about her eldest brother from her grandfather. The eldest brother has been the king of children since he was a child, and he can defeat a group of adults when he was only a teenager.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but fell silent. They seemed to have expected that the next ten days would not be peaceful.

Sure enough, during the afternoon training, the training volume was doubled.

The requirements have also become stricter. Whenever someone is seen moving, everyone has to stand for five more minutes, which makes everyone nervous for fear of being caught and affecting others.