Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 108 - 93: Outsmarting Oneself

Chapter 108: Chapter 93: Outsmarting Oneself

The next update will be tomorrow, sorry for the delay, but there will be three updates tomorrow.

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"Sir, I want my hair cut like that too."

"Sir, me too."

"Sir..."

Including Liu Meijun, all the girls on the scene flocked around the female soldier responsible for cutting hair, demanding to be re-styled.

The middle-aged female soldier, with a headache from the commotion, waved her hands impatiently. "Sit down, all of you sit down. How am I supposed to cut your hair if you’re crowding around me?"

"Yes, sir!"

They all sat down obediently like kindergarten children, faces filled with excited anticipation, no longer looking as though they were facing execution like before.

After all, which girl doesn’t love to look beautiful? No matter the era, it’s just the same.

To be fair, regardless of looks, having a cabbage patch haircut is indeed much nicer than the huge mound of a haircut, and it’s more practical too—it doesn’t block the eyes when the wind blows.

By the time Liu Meijun was done with her haircut and they were heading back to the dormitory, the trio received countless stares. Chuxia felt a headache coming on, thinking about how in her own time and space, this cabbage patch haircut was a typical auntie style, wasn’t it?

"Lin Chuxia, Captain Zeng wants you to stop by her office," Qiao Ningyi tasked her as she barely stepped foot into the dorm.

"Others have forty minutes to complete the test, you, thirty minutes, begin," Chuxia was told as soon as she entered Zeng Meili’s office, and a paper was thrown in front of her.

"Yes, sir!" Chuxia replied and sat down to take the test quietly.

Zeng Meili pretended to read a file in her hand but kept glancing over at Chuxia now and then.

She really did look good.

Yes, she really looked very good, especially with the new haircut, making her look more spirited. The wound on her forehead was also covered up, which was great.

But if auntie did this, and if the regiment commander found out...

Zeng Meili didn’t dare to think further on this. She had already involved herself in the matter and just had to press on, no matter what. After all, why? Because she was auntie’s niece.

If... She looked Chuxia over again, unable to imagine what it would feel like to have Chuxia as her third sister-in-law.

Well, anyway, she was just following auntie’s orders, trusting that Third Brother wouldn’t blame her.

Feeling Zeng Meili’s persistent gaze, Chuxia felt uncomfortable, but fortunately, after inheriting her predecessor’s body, she still had the same strong memory, and within a quarter of an hour, she handed in her test.

"You answered everything?" Zeng Meili was surprised and looked over the paper from beginning to end, her lips involuntarily curving into a smile. Sigh, it’s good that she’s academically strong, otherwise, it would really be difficult to keep her here.

"Alright, you can go back now. You’ve passed this hurdle but remember to keep working on your physical fitness; you only have a month," Zeng Meili instructed.

"Yes, sir!"

Chuxia left Zeng Meili’s office with a sullen face, sighing heavily. No matter what, she had to find a way to stay, otherwise, she would worry her parents to death.

"Lin Chuxia!"

Following the voice, Chuxia turned her head and saw Zhou Hanliang, with a pretty girl standing by his side, big eyes, long hair, fair skin, looking like a porcelain doll.

"Hello, Commissar Zhou!"

Chuxia greeted him politely. It was only today that she realized Zhou Hanliang was actually the political commissar; she had thought he really was just an instructor when he introduced himself before.

Taken aback for a moment, Zhou Hanliang smiled. "You can call me Instructor Zhou. I still prefer the title of instructor."

There are people who prefer to hold a lower title?

Although puzzled, she still smoothly called out, "Instructor."

"Take Yun Doudou to your dormitory. From now on, she’ll be your comrade-in-arms," Zhou Hanliang said.

"Hello, I’m Yun Doudou. Please take good care of me in the future." Yun Doudou smiled and extended her small hand, her lips curving into two deep dimples.

Chuxia smiled and shook the other’s small hand, "Hello, I’m Lin Chuxia." Then she looked at Zhou Hanliang, "Instructor, is there anything else you need?"

"That’s all, let her share a locker with you for now."

"Yes, sir!"

Watching the two figures walk away, Zhou Hanliang turned and went to Zhou Mikang’s office.

"Commissar, I arranged for Doudou to join the third squad."

Zhou Mikang, without raising his head, responded, "Mhm."

"With one more person in the third squad, I asked Doudou to share a locker with Lin Chuxia."

"Mhm."

Feeling rather bored, Zhou Hanliang quietly pursed his lips, "Commissar, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back."

"Mhm."

Can’t even spare an extra word... is that so hard? Actually, he wanted to say, "Will it kill you?" But even though he grumbled inwardly, fear made him change his words at the last moment.

Commissar Tongzi’s image in his mind was too imposing. No matter how angry he was, he couldn’t bear to speak ill of him... Why does that sound so cheesy?

At the doorway, Zhou Hanliang turned back, "Commissar, what time do we depart tomorrow?"

Zhou Mikang, still not looking up, asked, "What’s with your brain?"

Zhou Hanliang laughed sheepishly, "I know, you mean to set off at 6:30, but according to the weather forecast, tomorrow will be good weather, so shouldn’t we leave a bit earlier?"

Finally lifting his head, Zhou Mikang asked, "What have you done that you feel guilty about towards me?"

"Nothing!" Zhou Hanliang’s head shook like a wave drum.

"Or let me put it this way, is there something you’ve planned for tomorrow that you don’t want me to know about?"

"Huh?" Zhou Hanliang looked utterly bewildered, "Commissar, why would you get that impression?"

"You come every half hour to confirm tomorrow’s training march. You’re not a recruit, and this isn’t your first training march. Do you need to be so anxious?"

"I really am a bit nervous..." Zhou Hanliang admitted sheepishly, scratching his head, "I used to be single, but now, well, I’ve got a girlfriend."

Zhou Mikang’s eyebrows furrowed, "What does the training march have to do with your girlfriend?"

"I’m supposed to visit Doudou’s house tomorrow... I... I’m afraid of being late," Zhou Hanliang stuttered.

"Oh," Zhou Mikang replied and waved his hand, "Don’t worry, you won’t be late. I’ve decided to shorten the route. We’ll probably be back by two in the afternoon."

"No!"

"What are you getting so excited about?" Zhou Mikang looked puzzled at Zhou Hanliang’s red-faced agitation, "What’s there to be afraid of if we return early? You’re afraid of being late if we return late."

"I told Doudou we’d be back around 5:30, and that we’d go to her place at 6:30. If we’re early, she’ll think I lied." Accustomed to lying, he could easily come up with suitable excuses, and even Zhou Hanliang admired his own cunning.

"Not even married yet..." Zhou Mikang said helplessly, shaking his head, "All right, I’ll think about it."

"Commissar, no need to think about it. Let’s not leave early then. I’m at a critical moment right now, and I don’t want Doudou to misunderstand even a little. Commissar, I really like Doudou. Look at me, I’m so old and look even older. It’s not easy to find a girl I like," Zhou Hanliang pleaded.

"Fine," Zhou Mikang nodded, "We’ll stick to the original plan this time. But after we return, I’ll consider adjusting your work." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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