Clown Song Si

Chapter 39: The Clown Song Si

Song Si sat on a small stool, pressing the receiver of his phone tightly to his ear with his right hand and covering his mouth with his left, as if trying to lower his voice as much as possible.

Even so, the other three could still hear the tremor in Song Si's voice, as if he were about to cry at any second.

"What's going on?"

Lü Qinglong asked the other two in surprise.

Xue Daochao and Ji Baichang both shook their heads, clearly not knowing what had happened either.

However, Ji Baichang could vaguely infer from Song Si's words that he was about to be dumped.

"Baby, do you remember? You wanted to wear a wedding dress to a concert back then, and I worked for two months straight to buy you tickets and the dress?"

"You can't do this to me!"

"Beep beep!"

Song Si tried to use the touching things he had done in the past to win her back, but all he got was the sound of the call being hung up.

Then, all three could clearly see Song Si immediately write a long message and send it to her.

But all he received in return was a red exclamation mark.

The three exchanged glances, already understanding what was going through his mind at that moment:

The clown was right beside us!

"I can't take it anymore, you guy has all the elements maxed out!"

"We're all grown men. Don't let down good girls, and don't waste bad ones! Are you still a man looking like this?!"

Ji Baichang angrily walked over to Song Si, patting his shoulder, trying to encourage him to cheer up.

Song Si suddenly looked up, finding Xue Daochao and Lü Qinglong also looking at him.

It was obvious that his pathetic display had been seen by them.

"Xue, Xue Daochao! Don't you know how to scry? I'm begging you, brother, scry for me and tell me how much longer my partner and I will last?"

"Or help me scry and tell me what my partner is doing right now!"

Song Si quickly stood up and ran to Xue Daochao's side, grabbing his arm tightly as if he had found his last straw of hope.

"Huh? I feel like there's no need to scry for you anymore."

Xue Daochao shook his head. He had three things he wouldn't scry for.

First, he didn't scry for the elderly or children.

Second, he didn't scry for those seeking wealth or lust.

As for the third...

He didn't scry for love-struck fools or dogs.

"Brother! Can you help me?! I just want an answer!"

"I'm here because my partner told me to join the army!"

"If I break up because I joined the army, then what's the point of me being a soldier!"

Tears couldn't help but stream down Song Si's face, making him look quite pathetic, as if Xue Daochao could save his life.

"Get up, get up. I'll read your palm then, alright?"

Xue Daochao sighed helplessly.

"Alright! Thanks, brother! Whatever you ask me to do in the future, I'll do it! I'll listen to you!"

Song Si seemed exceptionally excited and quickly extended his right hand.

"Men's left, women's right."

"Oh, oh! Okay!"

Song Si handed over his left hand.

Xue Daochao took a brief glance, his face showing no expression, and said lightly:

"I've read your palm. You won't have any women approaching you for at least the next two years."

"However, after two years, you'll have half a year of romantic luck. Cherish it. I can't tell you more than that."

Hearing Xue Daochao's words, Song Si was stunned for a moment. Then, the tears that were still sliding down his face immediately stopped.

Instead, his face was filled with surprise:

"Really?!"

"My baby must have regretted it immensely after breaking up with me. After two years of regret, she'll come back to me immediately after I retire from the army to get back together!"

"It must be like this!"

Thinking this, Song Si's lips curled upwards, and a smile reappeared on his face.

"Damn it! If I ever read the palm of a love-struck fool again, I'm a dog!"

Xue Daochao, usually very calm, let out a rare curse. He was really about to explode with anger.

What kind of brain circuit does this guy have?

What do you mean, "Top player on the national server, Fei Yang Yang"?

"No! What are you thinking? What if, after you retire in two years and go home, they just scam you out of your retirement money!"

Ji Baichang, standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore. He really couldn't tell that this guy, usually so clueless, was so easily played when it came to relationships?

It was obvious that his partner wanted a new lover and found Song Si to be an eyesore. So, they decided to have him enlist, out of sight and out of mind.

Case closed!

"No way! My baby wouldn't lie to me!"

Song Si refused to believe it and thought Ji Baichang was a bad person.

"Are you going to delete things with your mouth?"

Squad Leader Chen Ting pushed the door open at that moment, holding two Type 95 Assault Rifles with green shoulder straps.

Seeing Squad Leader Chen Ting return, Ji Baichang and Xue Daochao immediately sat back down obediently by their beds, their gazes fixed on the rifles in Chen Ting's hands.

Those were real guns!

They had never seen anything like this back home. You could only see these things in the military!

They couldn't believe they were seeing real guns on their second day in the military!

As if noticing their stares, Squad Leader Chen Ting said calmly:

"These are model guns. Real guns are only used for target practice; you won't be allowed to use them otherwise."

After speaking, he shoved the two model guns under his bunk.

"Have you all deleted your phones?"

"Squad Leader, I'm done. You can check mine."

Xue Daochao handed his phone to Chen Ting for inspection.

Chen Ting checked it, found no issues, and placed the phone in the phone pouch.

One by one, the other new recruits finished deleting their photos, reluctantly handing their phones to Squad Leader Chen Ting for inspection.

"Okay, nine phones in total."

After counting all the phones, Chen Ting beckoned Ji Baichang over and asked him to take them to the Squad Office.

"You're going to wash up with a yellow basin?"

Chen Ting stopped Song Si, who was about to head out with a yellow basin to wash up.

"Ah, Squad Leader? The duty officer just said we could go wash."

"I forgot to tell you. Now, before you sleep at night, the Army tradition: three hundreds."

"One hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, and one hundred squats."

"You can't sleep until you finish these."

Hearing Chen Ting's words, the other new recruits stopped what they were doing.

Why did they have to go through this before washing up and sleeping at night?

Was being a soldier this tiring? They had already done physical training this afternoon; why did they have to do more at night?

However, they knew they couldn't voice their complaints. They obediently began the extra training as instructed by Chen Ting.

When Ji Baichang returned to the barracks after delivering the phones, he looked at the bustling scene inside and rubbed his eyes.

Were they really this competitive! He hadn't seen their physical fitness being that great either?