Mated at First Sight
Chapter 390 - 279

Chapter 390: 279

Hehe...hehehe...

Upon hearing this, Jing Youlan’s lips twitched slightly. It seemed to be true, no wonder his brother went all the way to Ming City to pursue someone. Grandpa would probably be quite pleased now, waiting for his brother to bring Mu Lin home.

Old Master Jing expressed that he would only be truly pleased when Jing Chen brings Mu Lin home as his future daughter-in-law. It’s something that would make him wake up laughing from dreams.

Old Master is also terribly worried.

"Fall in!" After just a few minutes, the instructor’s powerful voice echoed in their ears. Without hesitation, they got up and assembled.

The wet and muddy feeling on their bodies was unpleasant, but they were already used to it. The cold wind blowing in the air almost froze them.

B City differs from other cities; its winter comes earlier. Despite being only mid to late October, the temperature had already dropped to single digits. Of course, on good days, it might occasionally rise to the tens, which is their favorite weather.

However, today, it seemed that God wasn’t very fond of them – it was quite "refreshingly" cold! Still, everyone thought that after a period of time, they might really get used to this.

The weather might not matter to seasoned soldiers since they’re used to it. But for new recruits, especially those who haven’t experienced the cold winds, winter is certainly a significant hurdle, not easy to overcome.

"Dress right, eyes front!" the instructor swept his stern gaze over them, "There are forty minutes left until lunchtime, stand in military posture for half an hour, leave you guys ten minutes to wash and change clothes, there will be gun grips and shooting training in the afternoon, do you understand?"

"Understood!" They roared in unison.

Maintaining a military posture is the first routine training activity for new recruits besides drills, and it is the most exhausting activity. It sounds simple, and it looks simple. But in reality, it’s far from simple. Standing in one posture without moving for hours, whether it’s windy, rainy or scorching sun, not everyone can endure. It tests your perseverance.

Jing Youlan and the others felt that the instructor seemed a bit lenient today, surprisingly allowing them ten minutes to shower. Could it be that he’s fallen in love and softened his heart?

If these people voice their thoughts, chances are they won’t get those ten minutes; they surely won’t escape punishment!

The guys didn’t know that all of this was part of the instructions.

Seeing how hard they were working, occasionally letting them relax a bit was necessary, otherwise, they might all rush to the canteen without bathing, affecting others’ meals.

Uh, that was the main reason.

In the canteen, exactly five people gathered around a table. Others were groups of four per table. Each table had four corners. Yue Qiao and Zhou Yicen sat together. Girls are small, and the close relationship between them didn’t matter.

Thankfully, Yue Qiao typically wore a cold expression, otherwise, the single guys would be force-fed doses of their romance more often. Although they were occasionally forced to endure this, at least it wasn’t too brutal.

While eating, Yang Yuebin casually said, "According to our current training, how many years do you think we will need to get into Ying Sun?" They felt that this dream was a bit too far away from them now.

Xia Zeyang said, "If it’s under normal circumstances, it might take more than two years, maybe even longer." That was uncertain.

"That’s too long." Yang Yuebin sighed, then looked at Jing Youlan, "Youlan, why don’t you use your connections?" If Master Jing could select candidates sooner, they’d get their chance earlier.

However, Jing Youlan simply gave him a lackluster look, his voice indifferent, "I’m afraid I might go and never come back." His brother doesn’t listen to just anyone. Unless..."I think you guys should look for Mu Lin." Because in the Jing family, he had the least status, even less than Mu Lin. Jing Youlan thought, as long as it’s Mu Lin’s words, his grandpa would probably listen.

"That’s a valid point." Zhou Yicen concurred on the side, "I think Master Jing will listen to Mu Lin." But then, his gaze turned to the others, "However, do you guys really think we are qualified to get into Ying Sun now?" Isn’t it a bit too early? One to two years might seem long, but for a soldier, time flies.