The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 445 - 364

She quickly tore off the cling film, and when she saw the writing on it, she raised her eyebrows and said to the instructor, "Wrong, lift your right foot."

The instructor hurriedly lifted his right foot.

There was another piece of paper.

Rong Zhi opened this piece of paper and then handed the previous one back to him.

The instructor’s eyes widened, "Why are you giving it back? Aren’t you giving it to your classmates?"

Rong Zhi memorized the information on the note, and upon hearing this, she lifted her head to meet his puzzled gaze and casually said, "Are you giving it?"

The instructor was instantly speechless.

The head instructor’s face was even more unsightly, dark and grim. He had just mocked others for relying on connections, and now he had been swiftly contradicted, which was quite embarrassing.

But he coughed twice, started to change his opinion of the girl, and seriously inquired, "How did you figure out that the dormitory information was at the bottom of the instructor’s foot?"

"Just by looking at it more," Rong Zhi answered with one piece of paper in hand, and her other hand casually in her pocket, her voice calm.

Actually, it was also due to a coincidence. At that time, their class was standing right under the sunlight. When the instructor walked, his sole lifted, the sun shone on it, and the cling film reflected the light directly in her direction, so she happened to see it.

As for places without sunlight, one could only rely on their observation skills to notice each instructor’s walking posture and so on; a careful glance would reveal it.

After speaking, Rong Zhi turned and left. After she walked away, other classmates who witnessed her interaction with the instructor rushed forward to peel off the paper pieces.

They just didn’t know where their dormitory information was under which instructor’s foot, so they had to ask one by one, wasting a lot of time.

When Huang Mingkun received the paper piece, he realized the first one Rong Zhi had taken was the paper for the boys’ dormitory in their class.

"Mingkun, she already got our dormitory information, why didn’t she give it to us?" asked Chen Chan, who had come from the same place as Huang Mingkun, in confusion.

Huang Mingkun sneered, tightened his grip on the note, and mocked, "She’s holding a grudge and looks down on us. Why would a rich girl help us? It’s good enough she doesn’t expect us to cater to her."

Listening to this, Chen Chan felt something was not quite right, but he couldn’t put his finger on it, so he kept quiet and skipped the topic.

They all came from small towns, relying on their own academic achievements to get here. Their families were not wealthy, and just sending them to study cost their families a lot of money.

Chen Chan would occasionally envy those rich people but would not show jealousy like Huang Mingkun did, letting it overflow.

He felt Huang Mingkun was too extreme, but whenever he brought it up, asking Huang Mingkun to change, the latter would yell at him, calling him pathetic and just a lackey to capitalists.

Over time, Chen Chan stopped bothering to persuade him.

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Rong Zhi got the information for the entire class’s girls’ dormitory.

She glanced at it and, as fate would have it, she was in the same dorm as Su Shaoguang, with four other girls who were currently scrambling to change into their military training uniforms.

Under her sweatshirt, Rong Zhi wore a tank top. She went to the washroom to change her pants, then came out to change other clothes in the dorm.

Nine minutes had passed since the head instructor gave the time, leaving only one minute, and other than her, none of the remaining classmates were fully dressed.

"Rong Zhi, help me out, I feel like my belt isn’t fastened properly," Su Shaoguang said, still fairly calm. She was the kind of person who grew calmer in more urgent situations, but at this moment, though internally panicked, her tone was steady.

Rong Zhi removed her wristband and stepped forward to help her adjust.

Su Shaoguang’s belt indeed wasn’t fastened properly. Rong Zhi casually fiddled with it, "Is it okay now?"

"All set!"

Su Shaoguang nodded, her clothes in place, and the next step was returning to the field.

Before heading out, the other few girls anxiously clung to the doorframe, "Wait wait wait, help us out, please?"

Nobody wanted to be penalized with extra training, so at that moment, they had to throw away their embarrassment and ask for help.

Su Shaoguang hesitated for a second, but under the pleading eyes of her classmates, she chose to help.

"Rong Zhi, can you help Dongdong?"

Rong Zhi withdrew her stepping foot, responded with a neutral tone, "Sure."

She moved swiftly, managing to help the others wear their military uniforms, complicated and difficult in others’ hands, within seconds, and even tidied up their collars, displaying astonishing efficiency.

"Practice taking your time in the future." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Facing their shocked and surprised gazes, she finished coolly and turned to leave the dorm.

There was a moment of silence behind her, followed by an exclamation, as the girls dashed out of the dorm, sprinting towards the field.

Rong Zhi was already standing on the field, the camouflage uniform upright and broad on her, the shadow from her military cap covering her sharp eyebrows, descending along her temples to a defined jawline, lips slightly pursed.

Standing under the sun like that, she naturally created an aura unfitting with the surroundings, wild and free.

The girl standing next to her in the same class was almost swooning.

All born from parents, yet why do some people have such superior facial features and such great body proportions!

Her waist is a waist, legs are legs, leaving her drooling with envy.

On the stage.

The head instructor clicked the stopwatch, signaling the end of ten minutes. All latecomers would be treated as late and have an additional hour of training in the evening, with disobedience resulting in the direct deduction of admission qualifications.

Rong Zhi didn’t expect such strict demands in this military training, and just after the head instructor’s announcement, exclamations rose before fading away.

Next was the assignment of instructors, and to this class was assigned Song Yue, who had been waiting eagerly.

Facing each other, Song Yue first gave her an imperceptible smile, then seriously laid out his requirements to the other students.

The entire morning was spent with instructors shouting slogans with loud voices, and the afternoon began project training.

Returning to the dorm, Rong Zhi finally removed her cap. Even though she wasn’t afraid of the heat, the stuffiness left her uninterested in speaking. After sitting for a bit, she went to the restroom to wash her face. Coming out, Su Shaoguang stood at the door asking her, "Wanna go eat?"

With a calm voice, Rong Zhi replied, "Got someone to meet."

Su Shaoguang, "Oh, go ahead then, we’ll go first."

Rong Zhi nodded.

During the morning military training, she had arranged with Song Yue for lunch. The seventh training ground’s cafeteria was on the opposite side of the field. The entire cafeteria had four floors, with the first two for soldiers regularly training here.

Considering her current status, Song Yue didn’t head to their exclusive dining area upstairs and instead got his food and waited for her on the second floor.

Scanning the cafeteria, Rong Zhi spotted Song Yue fiddling with his phone in a corner.

As she walked over, some remaining students getting food noticed her presence, nudging their friends and asking, "Isn’t she getting food?"

"What, who?" The friend turned, following his line of sight, saw the girl’s slender and straight back, paused, then tapped the shoulder of the person in front, "Huang Mingkun, did you see? Our class’s Rong Zhi knows Instructor Song."

Huang Mingkun was just telling the lunch lady which dishes he wanted. Hearing this, he immediately turned around. After the morning incident, he was particularly sensitive to the words Rong Zhi.

"So what if she knows them? She has connections. What’s the big deal if she knows two instructors?"