Ye Yiqing picked up a piece of braised pork with a significantly higher proportion of fat and frowned slightly.
"Do you want some?" Ye Yiqing asked, glancing at Hela, who was enjoying her meal across from him.
Hela swallowed the rice she had just opened her mouth to eat, glanced at the braised pork Ye Yiqing was holding, and nodded.
"Here." Then Ye Yiqing handed all the fatty meat on the plate to Hela, piece by piece.
Ye Ciqing, who was grinning mischievously at the scene, suddenly noticed someone approaching. Upon seeing who it was, his smile became even more amusing.
Han Xiaoxiao sat down next to Ye Yiqing with her plate in one hand, then picked up a piece of lean braised pork with her left hand and handed it to Ye Yiqing.
"For you."
Ye Yiqing ate his meal while looking at the braised pork that she had placed on his plate. He didn't show any suspicion, but instead spoke calmly.
Even if you try to please me, I won't teach you.
"It's nothing." Han Xiaoxiao shook her head indifferently, then continued to hand the meat to Ye Yiqing.
"That's enough, I've had enough." Ye Yiqing raised her hand to stop her from putting more meat on his plate, smiling gently again, "You need to get some nutrition too, eat more meat."
Han Xiaoxiao's hand, which was holding the meat, stopped in mid-air. After thinking for a moment, she withdrew it and put it in her mouth.
Seeing that Han Xiaoxiao didn't give him any more meat, Ye Yiqing showed a relieved and extremely pleasant smile, and began to eat.
"Brother~ you two look like the sad heroine in a romance novel pursuing a cold and aloof god~" Ye Ciqing said cheekily, seemingly wanting to see how his brother and Han Xiaoxiao would react.
Aside from giving him a flick on the forehead, Ye Yiqing didn't react much else.
Han Xiaoxiao, who was eating, remained expressionless.
"Tch, how boring~" Ye Ciqing rubbed his forehead where he had been flicked, and then continued eating.
Meanwhile, Hela focused intently on eating the entire time, as if nothing else concerned her.
"My name Qin Gucheng, and I'm your instructor!"
"Over the next year, I will be training you in the use of melee weapons and close-quarters combat skills."
On the stage, Qin Gucheng stood there somewhat awkwardly. Although he shouted loudly, his voice lacked confidence and was not loud enough.
The Hongwei instructor below the stage clicked his tongue as he watched this scene.
"Old Li, I still don't think he's suitable to be an instructor. Look at him, he doesn't look like a soldier at all." Hongwei crossed his arms and complained to Li Hu beside him.
Li Hu sighed slightly, "There's nothing we can do about it. After going through something like that, he's already done a pretty good job."
This is also a way for him to get out of the shadows.
Hongwei opened his mouth as if to say something, but after thinking for a moment, he swallowed his words and looked at Qin Gucheng on the stage again.
On the stage, Qin Gucheng drew a straight knife and began to explain earnestly.
"The straight sword is the most widely used weapon among us Night Star, and it's also the most practically applicable in actual combat."
After explaining the uses and advantages of a straight knife, Qin Gucheng began to teach the correct way to use it.
For example, how to properly hold a knife and how to swing it.
Hela knew all of this; after all, those two months hadn't been wasted. However, she still appeared to be listening attentively.
Keke, on the other hand, was getting drowsy listening to the audio, and almost fell asleep several times.
"Alright, that's enough theory. Now, listen to my instructions." After demonstrating a few times, Qin Gucheng prepared to begin the training.
"First, those with some basic training stand here, then those with absolutely no training stand there."
The crowd was divided into two parts. Hela naturally went to the part with the foundation, accompanied by Ye Yiqing and Ye Ciqing.
Besides the three of them, there weren't many other people in the area; most of them were untrained.
Qin Gucheng nodded. There were quite a few students with a solid foundation in this year's class, making it relatively easier to teach them.
Just as Qin Gucheng was about to train her, Keke, who was standing in the group, suddenly collapsed.
Her delicate body fell straight to the ground, looking as if she had fainted.
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
Instructor Qin Gucheng was also startled and hurriedly ran over to check on Keke's condition.
Seeing that she was still unconscious, Qin Gucheng picked her up and prepared to take her to the infirmary.
He had only taken two steps when he remembered that he couldn't leave these new recruits here unattended.
Then his gaze swept around, finally settling on Ye Yiqing.
"You can help manage and train her; I'll take her to the infirmary."
"Ah?"
"It's alright, I just need to teach you some basic sword swings." After saying that, Qin Gucheng led Keke to the infirmary.
Watching the instructor's departing figure, Ye Yiqing sighed helplessly.
"Um, everyone take a wooden sword first. I'll teach you some basic sword-wielding techniques and key points." Ye Yiqing stepped out of the group and began to instruct.
Keke was carried in a princess carry by the instructor and rushed towards the infirmary.
Keke swayed as she ran, and a bead of cold sweat slowly trickled down Keke forehead.
At this moment, Keke was extremely panicked. In fact, she had fallen down simply because she had accidentally fallen asleep.
She woke up the instant she fell, but if she had gotten up then, she might have been scolded by the instructor, and she might not have been able to hold her head high among the recruits for the entire year.
So she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue acting.
At this moment, Keke just hoped that going to the infirmary would mean she wouldn't have to have blood drawn or tested, Keke was terrified of injections.
Inside the medical room.
The medical staff removed the stethoscope.
"How is she? What happened to her?" Qin Gucheng looked at the medical staff with a worried expression.
The medical staff smiled and waved their hands, saying not to worry, "There's nothing wrong, her heart rate and temperature are normal, it's probably just because she hasn't rested enough, she just needs to rest."
Qin Gucheng breathed a sigh of relief, his tense body relaxing. "Okay, thank you."
Meanwhile, Keke, who was still pretending to be unconscious, was secretly overjoyed, and a slight smile crept onto her lips.
After seeing the medical staff off, Qin Gucheng, looking slightly tired, took out a stool and sat down next to Keke's hospital bed.
"Thank goodness you're alright, otherwise, there would be another person in this world I've wronged." Qin Gucheng looked up, his voice filled with exhaustion and self-reproach.
After sitting for a while Qin Gucheng sat up from the bench.
Just as Kewei Keke to leave, Qin Gucheng walked straight to the medical supplies area, where he took a bag of glucose, an laparoscopy, and a syringe.
Keke squinted at all of this, and her delicate body suddenly trembled.
As the instructor slowly approached, Keke's heart raced faster and faster, and her body began to tremble slightly.
Finally, as the instructor started the IV drip, Keke slowly opened her eyes.