The next day, six in the morning.

Ying Ting, Bing Tangxin, Yang Mi and the others quietly put on their loose military training uniforms and ran to the plastic playground.

Since the belts issued by the school were too rubbish, the three of them simply found three ropes to tie the belts.

He ran out wearing a military training cap.

Two hours later, the sun shone through the window into the Tianxingyuan 201 female dormitory. The breeze blew the curtains gently, making a rustling sound.

“I’m looking up, at the moon.”

A bell hummed.

Li Jiaxin rubbed her sore eyes and opened them, then turned off her phone. She slowly sat up from the bed, only to find that Ying Ting, who was facing the bed opposite her, had disappeared.

"Going to military training?"

The three of them left quietly without disturbing them.

Li Jiaxin was satisfied with this, as her former roommates were all clumsy. Once they got up, they didn't care about anything else and made all kinds of noises.

Zhou Xueru and Wei Pingxue also woke up at this moment.

The three of them washed up together.

We had a great time together yesterday, and the famous artist didn't put on airs.

Instead, they chatted and laughed like new classmates. Ying Ting even sang "Bubble" with them on the spot. The atmosphere was really great.

"Today we will go to the Youth League Committee to print out the application form and get it stamped. We will take them to the interview in the name of the school Youth League Committee at noon when the sun is at its hottest."

"I'll talk to Teacher Zhang first and get her to approve a note."

"I'll take the leader, and you take Tangtang and Mimi, and we'll come to the office together, turn on the air conditioner and eat watermelon, hehe."

Li Peixin's words were quickly agreed upon by Zhou Xueru and Wei Pingxue.

In short, it is neither unreasonable nor excessive to use the convenience of one's position to help one's sisters.

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On the playground, twelve artists stood in the sun in military uniforms, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, standing in military posture, enduring the scorching sun. Many college students accompanied them and watched the scene.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in military uniform walked over slowly with a serious face. He slowly scanned the faces of these artists and finally landed on Chen Haonan's face.

"You go out."

The 1.80-meter-tall Chen Haonan put his hands in his pockets, slowly walked up to the middle-aged man, curled his lips and said, "What's the matter?"

"You're not standing properly. I'll find time to shave your hair at noon." The middle-aged man said coldly.

Chen Haonan did not change his posture. He crossed his arms and said with a smile: "I can cooperate with the military training, but I can't cut my hair."

Worthy of being a gangster.

The middle-aged man looked gloomy. The young instructor beside him stepped forward, took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and said calmly, "Do you want to cut it yourself, or should I help you?"

The artists around didn't say anything, they definitely couldn't take sides.

If I speak up for Brother Haonan, I will inevitably lose face for the instructor. I am afraid that my future life will not be easy, and my popularity will definitely be affected.

More and more students gathered around to watch the excitement, but were driven away by the middle-aged man's shout.

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Weibo.

[As expected of Brother Hongxing Haonan, he looks very cool. 】

[He is a slacker, and it is good enough that the college military training does not force boys to shave their heads. This kind of person is a typical troublemaker. 】

[There was a similar case in our class before, and all the boys in our class had their heads shaved bald as a result.]

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Gu Yuege glanced at the artists around him, Xu Xiaoya looked at the fans and smiled while interacting with them. Xu Bingxun was indifferent, while Zhang Nanzhi looked at him, her eyes rolling around.

This is asking yourself what to do.

Gu Yuege made a reassuring expression and said he would take action if necessary.

Small conflicts of this level are actually very easy to resolve.

However, someone soon shared his thoughts.

"Report!" A female voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ying Ting.

Xu Xiaoya frowned and looked impatiently at Ying Ting who was standing beside her.

Xu Bingxun and Luo Chuyi are basically the same.

I wondered what trick she was going to play again.

Zhang Nanzhi and Hu Ge also turned their heads and looked at Ying Ting.

"Who are you?" the young instructor asked coldly.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, but just looked at the girl who was speaking meaningfully.

Isn't this the female hooligan who was squatting at the door of the second canteen yesterday afternoon?

"I am a student from the Performance Department, Class of 07. My name is Ying Ting."

Ying Ting stated her identity and then said, "Instructor, can you put away the scissors first? We know you are worried that our training will be hard and long hair will affect heat dissipation, but you can't be so tough, what if you hurt someone?"

"Also, if there is a conflict, what do you want the leaders to think?"

She spoke directly and defined the situation, describing the conflict as a case of good intentions leading to bad results.

By the way, I pointed to the photographer who was still wandering around and taking pictures.

You know, this is a live broadcast!

The young instructor was stunned for a moment, then calmed down and silently put the scissors into his pocket.

Ying Ting breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this thing didn't show up.

If Chen Haonan's attitude was a little better, the matter would have been over.

"Brother Nan, your appearance does not meet the military training standards. But there is no written order that says that college students cannot have long hair. Let's take a step back. You can put your hair under the hat, so it doesn't affect your appearance. Then give it to the instructor... um~"

Some things don't need to be made too clear, especially during live broadcasts.

In short, you don't need to be too sincere, just give the instructor face.

Now that we have both face and money, if we continue to be aggressive, it will be the instructor's fault.

Chen Haonan nodded, pressed all his hair into the hat, and tidied up his appearance. When he passed by Ying Ting, he just said lightly: "Thank you."

Ying Ting would smile and whisper, "Go ahead, big brother!"

Hearing this, Chen Haonan almost stumbled. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he turned around and looked at the playful little girl again, and mouthed something.

"I'll give you face."

Chen Haonan slowly walked up to the young instructor and the middle-aged man, nodded slightly and said, "Instructor, I'm sorry."

The young instructor was silent for a while and then turned his gaze to the middle-aged man next to him, who was none other than Duan Laitao, the chief of the security department of Shanghai Theatre Academy.

Duan Laitao did not embarrass Chen Haonan, but shouted loudly: "All the students of the 07 class of Shanghai Theatre Academy, line up! Let's start the training for the next project!"

Before leaving, he nodded to Ying Ting in the queue and left.

Ying Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

That's the end of the matter.

Chen Haonan also obediently returned to the queue. For some reason, just standing there gave people a nonchalant look.

I feel that he is not suitable for wearing a military uniform. He is more suitable for a leather jacket, a small watch, and three barbecue meals a day.

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[Yes, from just a few words, it can really be seen that the leader is very good at speaking. ]

[The talk of being a big shot and a girl group mascot has been refuted. The fact proves that the leader is not a man of few words, but once I open my mouth, you don’t have a chance to show off.]

[You noticed Xu Xiaoya's expression, from disdain at first to surprise and indignation, this acting was natural.]

【Chen Haonan: I will protect you in Wan Chai from now on. 】

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This farce was not only seen by the program crew and the audience.

There was also teacher Zhang Hui from the Shanghai Theatre Academy's troupe committee, who saw that it only took Ying Ting two minutes from speaking to resolving the conflict.

I thought this little girl was so amazing.

Even someone who is such an obvious troublemaker is willing to listen to her.

There was a sudden knock on the office door.

"Enter."

Zhang Hui calmly closed the Weibo live broadcast page and switched to the periodic table of the semester Youth League Committee plan. She held a fountain pen in her hand and wrote and drew on the application form.

Li Peixin and Zhou Xueru came over with smiles on their faces.

Zhang Hui raised her eyebrows, put down her pen, leaned back in her chair, and said calmly, "What do you want to do?"

"Sister Hui, we are recruiting two new people for the Youth League Committee. We would like you to give us your stamp so that we can have a round of interviews."

Zhang Hui was a little confused: "You are all student cadres of the Youth League Committee, so just make the decision directly. You don't need to inform me specifically about this little thing."

"It's different. The situation is a bit special."

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