The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 444 - 363

Standing on a high platform, Song Yue also spotted her amid the crowd.

Song Yue’s expression almost faltered, and the comrade beside him quickly gave two soft coughs.

He immediately straightened his demeanor and stood tall.

This wasn’t the time for nostalgia.

When all the newcomers were gathered, the chief instructor of this military training began his speech, first saying, "Take out the contraband items in your backpacks! Absolutely no electronic products or snacks allowed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of groans arose, and the chief instructor’s face sank, scolding them with a stern and fierce tone.

Rong Zhi didn’t care much; she had only brought a few changes of clothes anyway. As for the bracelet, it wasn’t considered an electronic product, at most it’s a nuclear weapon.

Three minutes later, everyone had sorted their backpacks, and the instructor checked them. When it was Rong Zhi’s turn, that instructor inspected quite perfunctorily, obviously being lenient.

Someone immediately felt dissatisfied and questioned, "Why is it that when checking hers, it’s just a cursory scan, but with us, everything has to be examined thoroughly?"

As soon as he spoke up, nearby students promptly echoed:

"Yeah, you can’t let someone off because she’s got a special status, right? This is military training, we’re all students, and should be treated equally."

"Tsk, I bet the instructor is afraid of offending her because she’s powerful and influential. Honestly, if you have some power, you get treated well everywhere, unlike us poor students, who have no rights."

These students already harbored resentment after their belongings were confiscated, and now seeing the instructor blatantly being lenient kindled their fury, leading to snide remarks and sarcasm directed at Rong Zhi.

The instructor responsible for the inspection was a straightforward person and really wanted to retort on the spot, but then a backpack was handed to him, paired with the girl’s indifferent and cool voice:

"Go ahead and check."

The instructor was taken aback, then looked at Rong Zhi, hesitated, "This..."

They had been instructed to care for this individual specially, but before even starting to do so, they’d already caused a big problem for her.

Rong Zhi seemed understanding. Seeing him remain still, she retrieved her backpack, opening it for everyone to see.

Meanwhile, students from other classes had already heard the commotion from here, since the military training hadn’t officially begun yet, they weren’t afraid of the rules. Curious, they craned their necks to look over.

The girl squatted halfway, her back straight, and her cold pale hands methodically sorted through the items in her backpack.

From simple change of clothes to a few medical books on neurosurgery, besides those, just some daily necessities remained.

Compared to those boys afraid of getting tanned and bringing sunscreen, her items were significantly fewer.

That’s why the instructor had skipped his check earlier.

She hadn’t brought any contrabands, clean and tidy, making it obvious at a glance.

After confirming no detail was overlooked, Rong Zhi zipped up her backpack, swung it over her shoulder efficiently, looked at the instructor with calm eyes, and softly asked, "Is there anything else that needs checking?"

The question seemed aimed at the instructor, but it was actually pointed at the students who had voiced their skepticism.

No one dared to speak up; especially the lead instigator zipped his mouth before she fastened her zipper, slinking back into the crowd.

The instructor finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Alright, rejoin the group."

Rong Zhi nodded and returned to her spot.

Beside her, Su Shaoguang immediately tilted her head slightly, whispered to her, "We’re all from the same class, what’s Huang Mingkun trying to do? Resentment towards the rich?"

Su Shaoguang entered school a day earlier than Rong Zhi, following Yang Qinggu she got acquainted with many classmates, she recognized the boy as soon as he spoke up.

Rong Zhi seemed indifferent, "Not sure, maybe."

Su Shaoguang furrowed her brow, wanting to say more, but the chief instructor at the front raised his voice and signaled everyone to be quiet. She had no choice but to sheepishly stop talking.

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"I’ll give you ten minutes to find your dormitory by class, change into your military uniform, and gather at the playground. Anyone late will have their training extended by an hour tonight!"

With one command from the chief instructor, everyone hurriedly sprang into action.

However, they hadn’t been informed of the dormitory locations beforehand. Rong Zhi stood still, surveying the area.

Since there was no clear dormitory number given but a requirement to complete the task within the set time, there’s only one possibility.

The dormitory-related information must be hidden in the playground.

Rong Zhi slightly squinted her eyes, Seventh Training Field’s mode of training was certainly qualified, testing their investigative abilities right away.

Su Shaoguang ran a few meters, and realizing no one followed her, she turned back to see Rong Zhi still standing in place.

She instantly ran back, instinctively grabbing Rong Zhi’s hand, "Why are you standing there? We only have ten minutes, we need to change clothes, we’re running out of time."

"Do you know where the dormitory is?" Rong Zhi raised her brows and asked.

Su Shaoguang paused, her eyes thoughtful, then shook her head, "I don’t know."

She only heard the urgency of time and everyone stirring up the commotion, so she joined the run without realizing she didn’t know where the dormitory was.

Rong Zhi spoke slowly, "Wait."

She signaled Su Shaoguang to let go, then walked straight towards the instructors’ high platform.

The remaining students who noticed raised their heads, watching her perform actions contrary to all others, filled with doubt.

"What’s she trying to do? Cozying up with the instructors?"

"Influence sure is nice, tsk."

Huang Mingkun was one of the few who also figured it out and stayed still, his gaze fixed on the girl’s elegant and unruly silhouette, a sense of frustration inexplicably rising inside.

Rich people always just throw money at problems; in truth, they don’t have any real knowledge. All the talk about superb medical skills or business prowess is completely false.

He simply can’t believe a person could be that incredible.

Other than buying fame with money, he can’t think of any other explanation for these reputations.

Having realized this, contempt almost materialized in Huang Mingkun’s eyes.

He detests those wealthy people who believe they can control others’ destinies, hypocritical and disgusting.

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Rong Zhi reached the foot of the high platform, and the chief instructor recognized her as the young lady Old Sir Lu had specifically instructed him about, his stern face showing slight stiffness.

Knowing he’d have to handle a delicate young lady for this military training, he was unwilling, but he couldn’t defy orders from above.

The chief instructor felt irritated seeing Rong Zhi’s fair, translucent face.

"There’s no dormitory information here," the chief instructor replied coldly, "asking won’t yield anything; military training requires relying on your ability, don’t always try shortcuts."

A statement filled with sarcasm, openly and covertly mocking Rong Zhi’s lack of ability, having to rely on connections to gain favors.

Rong Zhi didn’t lift her head, merely responded with "oh" without any emotion.

The chief instructor frowned immediately, about to exert pressure as an instructor, when the girl’s calm voice came across, "Excuse me, lift your foot."

Chief Instructor: "?"

With admonishing words stuck in his throat, he turned his head on hearing her.

Rong Zhi was addressing the instructor who checked her class’ backpacks earlier.

The instructor blinked, seemingly quite surprised, but he didn’t make it difficult for the girl; he stepped back to avoid kicking her, then raised his left foot.

Rong Zhi looked at the paper wrapped in cling film stuck to the sole and reached to peel it off.