Sang Ning quickly realized something was wrong.
"I’m sorry, I was really forced by Instructor Zheng, I didn’t want this at all." Huang Chengzi kept sobbing, but she was deliberately controlling the match.
It wasn’t that the guy couldn’t lift Huang Chengzi, but rather that Huang Chengzi didn’t even give him the chance to pick her up.
"So annoying! It’s really so annoying!" Huang Chengzi cried loudly, but in the blink of an eye, she managed to flip the guy wrestling against her and slam him to the ground.
Sang Ning swore, she had just blinked and missed such a spectacular scene.
Sang Ning felt like a slacker in math class—she had only bent down to pick up a pen, and now she couldn’t keep up with the teacher’s steps in solving the problem.
"Not bad. Huang Chengzi has clearly improved. The time it takes her to throw someone to the ground has decreased by another two seconds." Instructor Zheng finished praising Huang Chengzi and then turned his head, his expression changing, "And you! You used to struggle for at least ten seconds. What happened this time? Knocked down in just a few seconds! Are you even trying?"
"Instructor, I’m sorry. I will definitely train harder in the future." The criticized boy hung his head in shame and obeyed the signal from Instructor Zheng to return to the team.
The boy had already rejoined the team, but Huang Chengzi still went to the boys’ lineup, bowing and apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean it. Please don’t be mad. Next time, I’ll control my strength better."
"Enough, enough, just go! Don’t humiliate people ." The boy covered his face with one hand while gesturing frantically with the other for Huang Chengzi to stay away, refusing to interact with her.
"Brother, you sure got humiliated thoroughly!" The boy’s teammate mercilessly jeered.
At this moment, Instructor Zheng faced the boys’ team, "The rest of you, step forward and wrestle with Huang Chengzi. If you still can’t throw her down this time, your training volume will double starting today!"
The boy who had been mocked earlier suddenly revived, grinning wickedly at his jeering teammate, "Brother, looks like it’s your turn now to be humiliated. Don’t cry later, alright?"
"Ah~ Heavens~ Can I please not wrestle with Huang Chengzi? She’s literally my worst nightmare at the training camp!"
"Instructor Zheng, please have mercy!"
The boys’ team erupted in collective wails, except for Hu Yirun, who was completely calm and said to Instructor Zheng, "Instructor, let me skip this one. I wholeheartedly support your decision to increase training volume—our team’s physical strength is definitely too weak overall."
"Hu Yirun, you traitor!" One of his teammates couldn’t help but kick Hu Yirun. This was classic behavior—soaked from the rain, yet trying to tear apart everyone else’s umbrella.
Not only were the boys extremely reluctant, but Huang Chengzi herself was also resistant, crying and begging Instructor Zheng to change his mind, but he wouldn’t listen.
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Sang Ning was deeply impressed. Huang Chengzi had the perfect adorable-girl appearance—her voice was soft and sweet, too. Who could have guessed such surprising strength?
But Sang Ning couldn’t understand. Why was this strong but cute girl such a crybaby?
When the physical training class ended, and Huang Chengzi tidied up quickly and left first, Sang Ning asked the two people beside her, "Why does Chengzi cry every time she wrestles with a guy? She’s so strong; what’s there to cry about? Shouldn’t it be the boys crying instead?"
Wei Lejun still wasn’t fully convinced by Sang Ning, so naturally, she didn’t want to engage. She snorted coldly and gave Sang Ning a "figure it out yourself" look.
In response, Sang Ning shot Wei Lejun an even more condescending, mocking look. Leveraging her height advantage over Wei Lejun, she managed to exert dominance through sheer aura.
Sang Ning even leaned closer deliberately, making Wei Lejun have to tilt her head slightly to meet Sang Ning’s gaze. Being stared at from a higher angle, Wei Lejun’s cool demeanor instantly crumbled, and she stormed off in frustration after throwing Sang Ning an annoyed glare.
With Wei Lejun gone, only Sun Bangyu was left. Sang Ning didn’t expect much from her. She glanced at Sun Bangyu, who kept staring down at the ground, and sighed helplessly, "Let’s go."
But Sun Bangyu didn’t move. Instead, she pulled out a small notebook from the pocket of her jacket, took out the pen tucked in the side, and opened it up to write something.
Sang Ning was about to leave, but seeing Sun Bangyu’s actions, she paused out of curiosity.
Soon, Sun Bangyu held up the notebook, and Sang Ning focused on it. Written clearly were the characters, "Self-esteem issues."
Sang Ning was puzzled and asked, "Who has self-esteem issues? Is it you, Xiao Yu?"
Sun Bangyu shook her head, still keeping her head down to avoid Sang Ning’s gaze.
Sang Ning thought of her earlier question and hesitated, "Are you saying Chengzi has self-esteem issues?"
Sun Bangyu nodded this time, but Sang Ning still didn’t get it, "Why?"
Just because someone is strong, they’d have self-esteem issues? Wouldn’t that be something to be proud of?
Sun Bangyu picked up her pen again and continued to write. This time, she wrote three characters: "Tomboy."
Engaging with Sun Bangyu felt like doing a "describe the picture" question. Judging from these three characters, Sang Ning guessed aloud, "Are you saying Huang Chengzi feels self-conscious because her strength makes others call her a tomboy, and that’s why she has self-esteem issues?"
Sun Bangyu nodded again, tucked her pen securely back into the notebook, closed it, and bolted away.
Sang Ning couldn’t help but admire her deductive skills—she’d guessed right!
But she couldn’t help but wonder who were these nosy, obnoxious people talking about Huang Chengzi like that. A girl being strong is something to nitpick about? Really?
Those people had better not let this kind of nonsense slip in front of Sang Ning. Otherwise, she’d make sure to tear their mouths to shreds.
After the physical training session, there was about an hour until dinner. This time was allotted for everyone to return to the dorm, unwind, and adjust themselves.
Sang Ning initially thought Huang Chengzi had rushed back to the dorm to snag the first turn for the shower. She’d looked at the training camp’s schedule—the courses continued into the evening, so taking a shower after physical training before dinner was perfectly sensible. That way, when class ended at night, they could just quickly freshen up and head straight to bed.
Huang Chengzi indeed reached the dorm first, but not to claim the shower. Instead, she was there to cry.
When Sang Ning entered the dorm room, Huang Chengzi was lying face-down on her bed, burying her head in the pillow and crying.
Though calling it "crying" might not be entirely accurate—she was crying in a relatively restrained way, seemingly mindful of not disturbing others too much.
Wei Lejun and Sun Bangyu had already returned to the dorm, but neither of them went over to comfort Huang Chengzi.
Wei Lejun, holding her toiletries, prepared to head to the bathroom for a shower. As she passed Huang Chengzi’s bed, she uttered "Pretentious," loud enough for everyone to hear, before casually heading into the bathroom.
There was only one bathroom in the girls’ dorm. Now that Wei Lejun was inside, anyone else wanting to shower had no choice but to wait.