"Yeah, yeah, show some sincerity."
"Camden River, the guy from Class 7 is going to steal Mia Ginger away from us!"
A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd gathered around.
Camden River, not far away, had a slightly flushed handsome face, and he looked over at Mia Ginger in the center.
The senior confessing his feelings looked a bit uneasy amidst the students’ teasing, bending his knee as if about to kneel towards Mia Ginger.
Under everyone’s gaze—
Mia Ginger suddenly reached out to support his wrist, smiling and said, "This senior, a man’s knees are worth gold."
The flower-holding senior paused, his kneeling motion halted.
Mia Ginger knowingly smiled and released his wrist.
"I really do like you," the boy, holding the flowers, tried to insist.
Mia Ginger remained silent for a short moment under everyone’s gaze, then earnestly said, "Well, judging someone by their appearance is not right."
"Huh?" The boy was suddenly stunned.
The surrounding crowd was also momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter again.
"What are you all standing around for!"
A powerful voice suddenly came through, and Dallas Taylor appeared with a stern face.
Forgot the formation?
Mia Ginger instinctively looked up at him.
Dallas Taylor’s gaze, however, fell on the boy holding the flowers.
After a moment, he curled his lips into a smirk and said from on high, "With your looks, you’re chasing the girls in our squad?"
The flower-holding senior got another stab for no reason, his face changed several times, then he turned his head and quickly walked away.
The few buddies who were cheering him on hurriedly followed him.
Dallas Taylor turned to look at a very embarrassed Mia Ginger, surprisingly not losing his temper. He arranged the formation and led the girls for an 800-meter run.
Mia Ginger watched him from within the team.
For no reason, she felt a bit grateful.
Then she felt very disdainful of her own subservient thoughts.
It must be because she’s been tormented by King Yama for too long.
Once he shows even the slightest gentleness, she feels eternally grateful.
Mia Ginger felt very sad.
Spent the next two hours of evening military training with complex feelings.
At exactly nine in the evening.
Military training ended, and she couldn’t wait to be the first to return to the dormitory.
After finishing her call with Koa Jackson, she opened the wardrobe to find a sleeveless cotton long dress to change into.
Just as she stood behind the dorm door to look in the mirror.
With a "bang," the door was directly kicked open from the outside, hitting her forehead heavily and bouncing back.
The force was so strong that Mia Ginger saw stars.
She stepped back to steady herself and angrily said, "Who is it, what’s wrong with you!"
Wren King then pushed the door open and came in. Seeing it was her and not Windsor Myres, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, didn’t expect someone to be behind the door."
"Even if no one was behind the door, you can’t kick it like that!" Mia Ginger’s forehead quickly swelled, and she covered it with one hand, saying annoyed, "Making such a noise, people might think someone’s been murdered in our dorm! Isn’t it embarrassing?!"
Wren King felt naturally stifled after getting slapped in the afternoon, but she was indeed at fault.
She let Mia Ginger lecture her without saying a word and walked to her own spot.
Mina Lee and Tong Tong followed in, seeing Mia Ginger holding her forehead, they quickly asked with concern, "How is it? Are you okay?"
Mia Ginger took her hand down annoyed.
A big bump had formed.
"Oh my!" Mina Lee gasped, "Why is it so swollen, we need to ice it right away."