"Ye Jian is the force that binds us together! That's what you should be saying."
"Come, let's sing the song 'Union is Strength'. Everyone must sing in their loudest voice." The instructor was happy too. He felt proud that his students were all excited and motivated. Of course, the hero was Ye Jian. She was like a catalyst that released all the potential in her classmates.
"Ready, go." The students of Class One started singing.
Once they started, the other classes joined in too. No one wanted to lose out. Everyone started fighting to see who sang the loudest.
"Class Four, are you ready?"
"Do you want to win?"
"Where are the heroes of Class Eight?"
"We are the best! We are afraid of no one!"
"Class Six, Class Six, where's your voice? If you can't sing, don't make noise!"
The entire field echoed with singing voices.
Singing was a tradition in the military. Now, it has become a tradition of military training too. It was able to unite the people and display the morale of the students. It could also invigorate the students and release their stress. In the military, singing was used to encourage the soldiers. Here, it was used to encourage the students.
Singing also livened up the atmosphere of the training. The instructors were always very stern during training so the students were frightened of them. Singing allowed them to bring the gap closer so that students could become more friendly with their instructors too.
Class One took the lead and brought the atmosphere to a new height. Everyone screamed their lungs out as they sang. You could even see the veins on the neck of some students.
An Jiaxin's throat was dry from all the singing. She smiled and said to Ye Jian, "Look at how motivated everyone is. The other classes are jealous of our class."
She didn't ask Ye Jian why she was able to complete the exercises so perfectly. She didn't plan to ask too. She felt that there was no point in asking.
Ye Jian was an amazing person. She could do anything.
On the other hand, Ye Jian was thinking about how she should explain to An Jiaxin. She couldn't expose Principal Chen's identity. There must be a reason why a world-class sniper hid in a small village.
"There's nothing to be jealous of. Ye Ying requested a challenge so I have to satisfy her." Ye Jian's expression was calm. "I feel like I'm back in junior high where she always finds trouble for me.
The fragrant smell of food floated over. An Jiaxin swallowed her saliva unconsciously. "That person always like cheap tricks. She never changed." She remembered the hatred in Ye Ying's voice and immediately turned serious. "While you were practicing, I went to warn her. She told me to wait for it.
Her expression looked as though she wanted to eat me."